It Was Them!

The middle-aged team leader was right. Victor and James were able to dodge the Musket not because they were as fast and quick as Chen Mo, but because they were too fast and agile, causing the enemy to miss their shots.

Although their combat power has greatly increased after a period of intense fighting and mastering the fighting techniques taught by Chen Mo, their ability to dodge attacks is not actually very strong, especially in close combat. Even their excellent speed and agility cannot guarantee that they can evade all attacks.

Especially when the battle is very intense, the two, caught up in a frenzied fighting state, will simply abandon their defense and launch a crazy attack.

In other words, the two of them possess powerful self-healing abilities, enabling them to quickly recover from their injuries; otherwise, they would have been dead long ago.

At this point, the middle-aged leader realized that the two men were not truly unhittable; their ability to dodge close-range melee weapon attacks was not particularly strong. So he reminded the remaining men to change their fighting style and stop trying to attack the two men with Musket in vain, and instead use bayonets!

In that short time, Vicot and James had slaughtered most of the armed group of more than thirty people. They moved through the crowd, one man's claws slicing across the necks and abdomens of his enemies, severing their throats or tearing open their bellies, causing their internal organs to spill out and die screaming in agony. The other man, like a swift assassin, used the six bone spikes on his hands like daggers, quickly stabbing into vital parts of his enemies' bodies and pulling them out as he moved, before continuing to attack the next target.

Under the two men's highly efficient killing spree, the number of people in the American Fur Company's armed force was rapidly reduced, and less than half of its original size remained.

They were all gripped by fear and despair. Even their strongest weapons, Musket, couldn't harm the two men. They seemed to have no choice but to wait for death. Watching their comrades being slaughtered like chickens and sheep by the two ferocious beasts, and knowing that their fate would soon befall them, many were on the verge of a mental breakdown.

The middle-aged team leader shouted at the top of his lungs, and their minds were in chaos. They had lost the ability to judge and think. They instinctively raised their bayonets as he had said and stabbed the two men who rushed in.

However, this gave them a certain amount of fighting back, at least unlike before when they were completely helpless against the two who were charging and killing indiscriminately through the crowd.

However, this did not change their fate.

Faced with bayonets thrusting towards their chests, Victor and James, already bloodthirsty, did not choose to dodge or retreat. Instead, they charged forward with a roar, only slightly shifting their bodies to avoid vital organs such as their hearts and heads, allowing the bayonets to pierce their bodies.

Although the injuries avoided vital organs like the heart and head, they were still enough to kill an ordinary person.

The team members who successfully stabbed the two men and the others who were still alive couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. They had finally taken them down!

These two demons were incredibly powerful, but they weren't invulnerable after all. They were hit by their bayonets, and now they were finally saved!

However, the joy of escaping death lasted only a moment before it was replaced by even stronger terror and despair.

The two men, who should have been seriously injured and collapsed even if they weren't killed instantly by bayonets, seemed completely unharmed. Using the momentum of their charge, they continued to charge forward, enduring the bayonets, and approached the two men who had injured them. As before, they swung out their claws and bone spikes with lightning speed, killing the two men instantly with a single move.

The two men then pulled their bayonets from their bodies, casually tossed them to the ground, turned their bloodshot eyes and coldly looked at the remaining men, and continued to pounce on them without hesitation.

After another series of screams, the remaining armed men followed in their footsteps. This armed force of more than thirty people from the American Fur Company, fully armed and coming with great momentum, was wiped out by Wickert and James before the battle even began.

The Lakota tribe witnessed the entire process.

At first, they didn't know what was going on, nor did they figure out the origin of these two suddenly appearing, extremely fast, and powerful creatures, so they didn't act rashly or take the opportunity to attack the American Fur Company's armed team.

However, when Vicot and James rushed closer amidst the carnage, Chief Geronimo finally recognized them.

These were the two little guys that Chen Mo, the fur merchant, had been waiting for these past few days. They had just had a pleasant transaction with them and had been warmly entertained by them.

After recognizing the two, Chief Geronimo disregarded his shock at the astonishing strength displayed by the two youngsters. In any case, after their pleasant transaction and subsequent interactions, they were friends, and the two had even appeared in time to help their tribe when it faced a powerful enemy.

Now, facing more than thirty fully armed enemies alone, Chief Geronimo could not stand idly by, so he immediately raised his spear and prepared to order an attack.

However, just as he raised the spear to his shoulder, a broad and powerful hand suddenly appeared on his spear-wielding arm and grabbed it.

The hand was like cast iron, seemingly containing infinite power, gripping his arm so tightly that he could not lift his hand any further.

"Chief Geronimo, no need to rush, just leave it to the two of them."

Just as Chief Geronimo's expression changed, a familiar voice suddenly rang out beside him, causing him to relax.

Chief Geronimo turned to look beside him and saw that the tall and imposing Chen Mo had appeared beside him at some point, holding his arm with one hand.

Seeing that he had relaxed, Chen Mo finally released his grip.

Chief Geronimo lowered his arm, savoring the overwhelming power he had just felt. He glanced at Vicot and James, who were slaughtering their way through the crowd, then turned back to look at Chen Mo, who remained calm. He couldn't help but recall his first meeting with Chen Mo, when he warned Chen Mo to leave the forest as soon as possible to avoid being discovered by the American Fur Company's armed acquisition team, which would put his life in danger.

At the time, Chen Mo said they had encountered each other many times, and he thought Chen Mo was just saying it casually. Now it seems that they had encountered each other much more than that!