Chapter 169 (2/2)

Every time that she feebly took back the red machete, it always seemed like that would be the last of her strength to hold up her machete. Yet, the fact was that she was able to raise her heavy knife again.

And every time that she used that red machete to slowly chop in the frigid sky, it always seemed that she did not have any further strength to make another chop, and this would certainly be the last time. Yet, the fact was that she was certainly able to wield the heavy knife again.

Compared to her small body, the giant bodies of the Snowfield Direwolves were like small mountains. Tang Xiaotang tightly held that huge red machete, which was like a red moon.

She neither succ.u.mbed to the giant wolves nor slowed down her pace for holding the heavy red machete. When the Snowfield Direwoves pounced at her, that red machete slowly but precisely hacked at them, leaving the bodies of dead wolves behind, piling up like a small mountain.

The battle between the girl and wolf group was silent but cruel, dull but furious. There was no shouting and no rest or break, only hitting against each other over and over again.

If people living in the prosperous south could have a chance to personally witness a battle like this, to see a cute girl wearing tattered fur fighting against a wolf group, then they would understand what a real battle was and know what fearlessness was.

The fighting wisdom of a Snowfield Direwolf absolutely could not be underestimated. Snowfield Direwolves were kings from extremely cold northern areas. Although this time they fought in a foreign land and their power was affected due to the hunger and cold, they still could not be defeated by average people.

The injuries on Tang Xiaotang were getting worse and worse, and her footsteps became heavier and heavier as well as the red machete that was held by her tiny hands. Although the wolf group still could not drive her to desperation, she could not get into the center of the wolf group either.

A deep roar resounded in the wolf group for the second time. But this time, this sound was particularly serious, no longer angry, but with some taste of appreciation.

However, an alarming sight appeared to Tang Xiaotang's eyes after hearing the sound. Already guessing what the wolves would do, she hacked at them and tried to return to the mountain entrance. Unfortunately, several strong young wolves blocked her way.

The Snowfield Direwolves started to distribute their force. They respected Tang Xiaotang, but would not to give up these tribespeople, who were walking slowly toward the south entrance, for in all probability, these tribespeople were the last food that they would have this month.

So 10 strong Snowfield Direwolves surrounded Tang Xiaotang. Their mouths were s...o...b..ring and their fur was upright. They trapped her at the same place in a desperate way.

More and more Snowfield Direwolves walked by behind them and headed toward the direction of the mountain entrance. None of them looked back at their companions, even though they knew that most of those 10 would die under the girl's knife.

When these 10 Snowfield Direwolves received the order, they felt desperate at first. And then their despair changed into cruelty. They stared at the girl that was surrounded, then extended their sharp paws, which were s.h.i.+ning like steel.

Tang Xiaotang looked back toward the south, with her black hair floating in the wind, while some hair under her leather hat was touching her b.l.o.o.d.y lips. Seeing the wolves walking toward the mountain entrance, she thought of the women, children, and the elderly in the tribe, then her bright eyes became dim.

Then, all of a sudden... a weird thing happened at the mountain entrance.

The strong Snowfield Direwolf in front of the group was thrown into the air by a powerful horrifying force. Becoming a shrinking shadow and crying plaintively in the air, it was like a poor wild dog.

Then came the second one, and the third one.

A bare-handed man appeared at the entrance. He casually wore fur-like clothes, exposing many parts of his body. His muscles were as strong as rocks and steel. It seemed that he was not afraid of the cold at all.

Directly ignoring the angry wolves who were roaring in front of him, he stared at the back of the wolf group and said, ”Withdraw, or die.”

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