Driving Back the Wolves
Arrows flew like a string of pearls, one wolf per arrow.
Even though the pack numbered over a hundred, every wolf that died meant one fewer wolf. It simply couldn't withstand losses like this.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen wild wolves lay sprawled inside Deji Village's fenced enclosure. About eleven had been struck by arrows; the rest had fallen to the mastiffs and herders.
Sabers, whips, and clubs still had some killing power, more or less.
"Aw~~"
A high, resonant wolf howl came from the distance. It made the hair on the backs of people's necks stand on end and was especially terrifying.
"It's the Wolf King!"
The hunters who had yet to accomplish anything all paled. They hurriedly raised their binoculars and stared hard in the direction of the howl.
Under the cool moonlight, a huge white-gray wolf threw back its head and howled. It stood a full head taller than the other wolves.
Although they had finally spotted the Wolf King, the hunters were helpless.
The Wolf King was extremely cautious and had not approached Deji Village too closely. It remained at least two hundred meters away.
At that distance, there was no chance the hunters could hit it with only their hunting rifles. Firing rashly would merely enrage the Wolf King and bring an even fiercer attack from the pack.
What?
The Wolf King?
Zaxi, who had been utterly absorbed in watching Li Bai calmly draw his bow and nock arrows, suddenly jolted and finally came to his senses.
He roared viciously, "The Wolf King? Where is it? I'm going to take it down!"
He looked so gritted-teeth furious that if the Wolf King had been right in front of him, he probably would have pounced on it