Vanguard Attacks the Camp, Part Three

Autumn was at its height, the sky high and the clouds cold. The mountain forest lay in shifting shadows, withered yellow grass blades flew in the air, and the earth was filled with killing intent.

Kino chased his prey, running without rest like a hound, straight into the depths of the forest. Along the way, three hundred Guamare warriors hacked down the fleeing Red Deer tribesmen, then gradually spread out a little, leaving only two hundred close behind him. After chasing for a long time, he finally saw the Red Deer Chief's steps falter. More than a hundred paces away, the other man suddenly turned and looked over coldly.

"Haha! Damned Red Deer savage, you finally can't run anymore!"

Kino was overjoyed. The armor on him was rather heavy, and the long run had left him panting. Now, seeing his prey right before his eyes, the valiant warrior roused the last of his strength and charged in with his War Club raised.

"Warriors, kill with me!"

"Awooo! Eat them! Awooo!"

The Red Deer Chief raised his War Club, pointed it at Kino, and shouted sharply. A burst of mournful wolf howls rang out from the depths of the mountain forest!

Kino's face changed in shock, and the War Club in his hand paused. He slowed his charge and looked left and right, sweat breaking out across his back. From the deep, shadowed forest all around, five or six hundred Dog-kin ambushers surged out at once. They roared, lunging in as ferociously as a wolf pack, and at least two hundred among them had red hair! Even amid the dense trees, these warriors still ran with astonishing speed. In only several dozen breaths, the Dog-kin were brandishing Stone Hammers and long spears as they charged savagely in, crashing straight into the