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Boboke’s First Narrow Escape – Additional Update [27/30]_3

1752: 585.

Boboke’s First Narrow Escape – Additional Update [27/30]_3

The Macha Worms dared not linger, they threw the herbs they dug into their satchels and dragged Piggy, who still wanted to fire sneakily on the spot, to run back.

Silly kid, at this distance, even with the whiteboard gun in your hand, you can’t even break the defense of the Wolf People.

He led the newbies towards the position while grabbing the Calculating Pearl and shouting towards the high ground:

“Brother Meow!

Quick, organize defense!

The Wolf People are coming again, and this time there are a lot!

It looks like there are four or five hundred of them.”

“Stop playing, we’ve got action!

Get to work!”

Brother Meow also already saw the approaching Wolf People.

He picked up his axe, scattered seeds to summon Bloodwood Treemen, and shouted into the team framework, immediately halting those players who were resting from fishing on the forums, summoning even those who had logged off.

As they organized defense on the high ground, the “artillery” deployed on the edges had already opened fire ahead of time.

The scene of fifty or sixty iron tubes firing together was astonishing.

Although Loyal Brother’s hand-cranked shells didn’t have a 100% explosion rate, the explosion caused by such a large number of throws was enough for the incoming wave of Wolf People to suffer.

“Damn!

Why didn’t they explode?

I clearly planted mines there!”

“Medical Insurance War God Da Saien” from the first battle group stared in astonishment as the Wolf People crossed his “minefield” unharmed, and he immediately jumped up, cursing Loyal Brother’s products for being unreliable.

But just as the third “F” word was uttered, the five mines he planted almost simultaneously detonated.

The terrifying shock blasted the unlucky Wolf People into the sky, creating a massacre amidst flying soil and rocks.

The combined firepower of small tubes and mines stunned the first wave of Wolf People, while the hunters, already prepared and positioned for “sniping,” began their merciless harvest.

They were trained and knew ordinary bullets couldn’t kill Wolf People with a single shot, so they aimed at their legs and lower bodies.

A chorus of wailing resounded through the skies.

The morale of the motley Wolf People army quickly dwindled; they hadn’t even reached the high ground, losing dozens of men already, causing these warriors from small clans to lose the will to fight rapidly.

And General Bobok knew stopping was not an option.

Stopping meant dispersement, so it bit its teeth and led its elite soldiers to take on the responsibility of attacking.

The players didn’t expect this wave of monsters to include elite troops led by a Silver Wolf People commander, and unwittingly, seven or eight were instantly killed by the charging Wolf People, startling newbies into chaotic retreat, which infuriated Brother Meow, making him wish to punish a few confused troublemakers on the spot as “martial law”.

But with things as they were, they could only think about remedying the situation.

Thankfully, the first battle group had plenty of veterans, almost needing no reminder from Brother Meow.

The dormitory group of six immediately rushed the gap, and Cheche and Gebao’s timely cooperation of Cloud and Fog Skill and Psychic Lightning gave the defenders time.

With a few Tiger Leopard Riders alongside sports students brandishing weapons, stabbing and bleeding, they finally steadied the front line.

“Kill!

Damn it, don’t panic!

Kill for me!”

Brother Meow kicked shivering level 1 newbie “Ugly Bull” in the rear, urging him to stand up and shoot.

He himself wielded the Vam Decapitator, charging ahead for one-shot kills.

I must say, this black-eyed elite was quite extraordinary, far more formidable than ordinary Wolf People.

If not for the quick reflexes of veterans, they would have indeed stormed the high ground.

“Brother Meow, call for support!

We’ve got enough points!

Call the Winged Cavalry for a wave!”

Ayu below shouted back but was immediately negated by Brother Meow.

“We can still hold on; no need for support!

You little fool, save the points for the next rotation and summon NPCs!

We’ve got Silver tier already on only the second wave of monsters; I can’t even imagine what other monstrosities will appear later.

The subsequent intensity is bound to increase, and without NPCs holding the line, we can’t defend it at all.”

Brother Meow felled a Jackal Barbarian with an axe, producing Bloodwood seeds as he spoke:

“Come on, a few of you, let’s go hunt that Silver Wolf People!

Ah, this guy is rare too, and even has a name, Bobok?

Sounds like no regular Wolf People at all!”

The battle at Blood Flag Heights ended twenty minutes later.

Actually, when Bobok’s elite soldiers had casualties exceeding half, the motley army’s morale had collapsed, especially with Bobok himself entangled by Brother Meow personally, surrounding Wolf People began to retreat proactively.

Thanks to the existence of the combat zone, these Wolf People could escape smoothly after running a certain distance, although most were annihilated below the high ground.

Yet another victory, as brilliant as this morning’s victory, although Brother Meow and other veteran players who had encountered Pestilence Clan at the Swamp Battle were not as joyous as newbies.

They knew these two waves of Wolf People were far from elite; the real challenge had yet to arrive.

But strangely, Brother Meow failed this time; the Silver Wolf People escaped from his grasp, rendering the high ground battle not entirely victorious.

However, Brother Meow himself wasn’t disappointed.

On the contrary, this guy kept a peculiar smile on his lips.

The narrowly surviving Bobok raced on its Throne Wolf, not knowing why it was alive, realizing clearly that the ax-wielding mountain man was very formidable, nearly resulting in its demise.