book of old days

Chapter 89 Wolf Calamity
"It's a direwolf!" Someone exclaimed.

"In that case, the fur must be very valuable." A Brighton businessman said, tremblingly raising his shotgun.

boom!The gunshot rang out, but the wolf did not move. The distance was too far, and the bullets did not know where to fly.

Ragnar was furious. He looked at the man with ferocious eyes like a wolf, and then punched the man violently. The man who hit him bent down while clutching his stomach.

"Don't move around until I yell to shoot! Otherwise, I can guarantee that you won't have to think about doing business in the future."

The two businessmen were stunned, but the laughter of the hunters sounded around them.

In less than two or three minutes, the hunters all came out of the wooden house and lined up in the open space outside. The shotguns were raised one after another but no one fired. They were all waiting for Ragnar's instructions. .

Sean couldn't help asking, "Will they attack?"

Ragnar looked serious, "Maybe, maybe not."

Xiao En thought what you said was very reasonable, but he didn't seem to say it, he looked at Milok, this old man felt more experienced.

The old man seemed surprised that such a large pack of wolves gathered together, but he still comforted him: "Don't worry, unless there are special circumstances, wolves usually dare not attack organized hunters, they are not stupid, they can see It's not easy to mess with anyone."

However, Milok's experience seems to be completely ineffective today. The direwolf let out a wolf howl in the distance, and the surrounding wolves howled one after another. The group has surrounded this place.

The expressions of the hunters changed, and Xiao En even heard a trace of killing intent from the howling. He looked around, and on the surrounding ice field, more and more black figures appeared in his sight, and there were everywhere. It's green wolf eyes.

As they got closer and closer, they kept howling, and the dogs barked uncomfortably, which echoed the howling of wolves, but they were gradually suppressed to silence, whimpering, and it sounded like they had no confidence.

Even if the number of dogs is equally huge, there are hundreds of sled dogs gathered together, but it can't stop their fear from infecting each other, and they look at their masters behind them in horror.

Ragnar didn't move, he seemed to be still thinking about his strategy, a small pack of wild wolves suddenly rushed over from the woods on the right, they ran fast, as if they were charging, but after running for a while and howling, they He quickly retreated back.

Another group of wolves rushed out from the forest on the left, repeating the same trick, and howled for a while, causing the dogs to commotion, and then backed away, circling in circles.

Before they receded, wolves also appeared in the forest ahead. They kept approaching—retreating, and their frequent provocations made the dogs restless.

"Be careful, their target is the pack of dogs!" Yi Guo suddenly shouted, and everyone immediately realized that the pack of wolves did not dare to attack rashly, but they would bluff to scare the pack of dogs away, and then they could feast on it.

The cooperative combat ability of these wolves far exceeds that of sled dogs. Some sled dogs can't help but want to rush up and bite, but more of them shrink back and hide.

It is hardly difficult to imagine that once a lone dog rushes out, it will immediately become a meal for the wolf pack.

Ragnar is also in a hurry. On this icy wasteland, if there are no sled dogs, their mobility will be greatly reduced. Although they will not be wiped out, they can walk back after a distance of [-] miles, but this time His winter hunting is undoubtedly tantamount to a failure.

And if the pack of dogs continued to attack without the pack of wolves, they would have no meat shields, and a dozen hunters would not have much chance of winning against hundreds of wolves alone.

"Fatty, Redbeard, Scar, Oaken Shield, go and tie up the dogs, don't let them run away, and the others continue to be vigilant."

Several hunters ran over quickly and began to gather the dogs together. Seeing the hunters go up to gather the dogs, the wolves also moved. A little closer.

"Hold on, hold on!" Ragnar yelled, estimating the distance, and waited until the wolves were less than a hundred meters away.

"Fire! Free fire!"

Bang-bang-bang!Gunshots rang out one after another, but the hit rate was very low. At such a long distance and in the dark night, it was very difficult to hit the fast-running wolf.

But not all was lost.

Bang - woo!With a scream, a wolf fell to the ground instantly.

Sean quickly took Milok's gun, raised his hand and shot again, ouch!

"Help me reload the ammunition," he said, throwing the empty shotgun to the two Brighton businessmen, and involuntarily snatched the gun from a Brighton businessman and continued to fire.

The two dared not refuse, and reloaded the shotgun tremblingly.

When he killed the third wolf, Ragnar also noticed this way.

"Everyone cease fire—except John!" Ragnar yelled, and he gestured to Sean, signaling him to continue firing. Rather than a group of people wasting ammunition, it would be better to wait until the wolves charge and come together again. shoot.

As long as another effective output is enough, the wolves will either rush up or retreat, otherwise they can only be called on the spot.

Then the gunshots stopped, and only Sean was still shooting the wild wolf one after another. He almost never missed a shot, and every time he fired a shot, there must be a miserable howl in the distance.

Listening to the screams of the wild wolves, the dogs seemed to have been inspired by their courage. They stopped barking and huddled together to look at their close relatives in the distance.

Sean's god-like marksmanship made those hunters look sideways, but Sean felt a little regretful. This kind of shotgun is still too primitive, and it can't even be counted as a single shot, because the bullets have no primer, and you need to bite open the paper bag and pour out the contents. Gunpowder and projectiles are then compacted with a cleaning rod, and you can't fire two shots in one minute. If you have an AK1, you will be invincible. With your current marksmanship, you can kill as many wolves as you come.

boom!Another wolf was shot.

The direwolves in the distance suddenly let out a mournful howl, and the wolves finally stopped their futile bluff. They retreated quickly, and just when Xiao En thought they were going to escape, they collectively launched a charge.

Groups of black shadows approached quickly in the darkness, and the green wolf eyes were clearly visible in the darkness.

"Ready! Fire!"

A series of gunshots sounded almost at the same time, deafening. The marksmanship of these Nord hunters is actually quite good. If they are far away, the hit rate may not be high, but at a distance of 30 meters, the hit rate is almost [-]%.

More than a dozen wolves were shot at the same time, but more wolves had already rushed over. The dogs rushed up bravely and stopped some of the wolves. There were still a lot of fish that escaped the net, rushing towards the crowd and towards Sean without thinking about their own safety.

Ragnar let out a roar, threw away the shotgun, and picked up the tomahawk. The front line was also in chaos. The two Brighton businessmen looked at each other, and went straight back into the wooden house.

Some of the others were in a hurry to load ammunition, but more of them drew out their hunting knives and hand axes to prepare for hand-to-hand combat.

At least three wolves rushed in front of Xiao En. Obviously, these beasts could see who was the most threatening enemy.

Sean also threw away the shotgun. He didn't dare to push himself against the three wild wolves. At this moment, he couldn't care less about hiding his strength.

Flame of Wrath—Fire Breath!
Scarlet flames spewed out head-on, dazzling in the darkness. No matter how fierce these wolves were, they were still not out of the category of wild beasts. The front one was burned and covered in fire, screaming and running away. Only to be frightened and cringe.

Sean constantly stimulated the anger in his heart, and sprayed flames towards the wolves. This flame was the killer of wild beasts. He almost drove back most of the wild wolves that rushed into the crowd by himself.

Ragnar took the opportunity to tell everyone not to be chaotic, and to hold the line, "You two go into the cabin!" He shouted at Milok and old Yi Guo.

The two old men didn't try to be brave, pushed the door and got in, and fired at the wolves in the distance from the window.

The others quickly gathered, leaned against the cabin, and reloaded.

Seeing that the anger was gradually extinguished, Xiao En pulled out the two-handed sword in his pocket, and wiped the blade vigorously with his hands, and the flames immediately covered the sword body.

The flames dissipated, and the retreated pack of wolves charged up again, greeted by a salvo.

Then there was another fierce hand-to-hand combat. Xiao En swung his two-handed sword nimbly and chopped down a wild wolf with one sword. The sharp blade almost chopped off the wolf's head.

The flames on the sword made the wild wolf throw rats at the mouse, and also provided effective lighting by the way. Xiao En killed the rise, the big sword swung and swept out, and the wolf that had been pounced on him had half of its jaw cut off, and it was useless on the snow. He was thumping, although he was not dead and had no ability to fight.

Sean was about to make up his sword when he suddenly heard a whimpering sound from above his head. When he turned his head, he saw the direwolf climbed onto the wooden roof at some point, looking down at him from a height. It casts a huge shadow under the moonlight, and beside it are two black wolves, one on the left and one on the right, looking inexplicably domineering.

PS: Thanks to the leader of the book friend Han Xingpao for the reward, I will add an update tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)