Alien world

Chapter 1320 242. Valoran Defense War
"This……"

The messenger couldn't understand: "What's the point of them doing this, delaying time?"

"It's not important, move it away!"

Following Ali's order, the members of the Pain Gang, wearing puffy cotton clothes, rushed to the cave entrance and moved away the rubble.

After watching for a while, the Wolf Gang messenger felt bored and waited in the empty shed.

As a result, the tedious transportation in the wind and snow lasted for two hours. They dug six or seven meters deep, but still saw no signs of the rubble disappearing.

The gang members continued to work and no one complained.

They followed their leader and fled from the North. If it weren't for the leader, they would have been eaten by rats.

The Wolf Gang messenger said impatiently: "How long have they been filling it? Are they really in there?"

He was in a hurry to get the head and report back to Lord Wolf King.

"Rama."

Ali, who was still standing in the wind and snow, called out a name.

The bow-wielding man named Rama put down his bow and arrow and walked into the mine.

"Shh..."

He asked the gang members around him to push aside, keep quiet, and slowly put his ear to the gravel to listen to the sound on the other side.

The sounds of breathing and heartbeats gradually faded, and Rama's attention gradually shifted to the other side of the rock.

A faint, noisy, and indistinguishable sound entered his ears. Rama was about to continue analyzing when the stone against his ear suddenly moved away and a long sword stabbed in.

puff--

Rama was listening intently and was unable to react in time, and his head was pierced instantly.

"Rama!"

Ali's eyes were bloodshot and he roared, "Do it!"

The members of the Pain Gang rushed forward in an instant, crashing into the pile of rubble that seemed stable but actually only had a thin layer of rubble left.

The rubble pile shook and collapsed, leaving a gap several dozen centimeters wide in the top of the cave, and then rocks rained down from the gap.

The gang members were beaten so hard that they ran away in panic, and one unlucky guy was hit in the eye and his eyeball burst out on the spot.

They ran out and dismantled the shed outside to use as shields, holding them above their heads. Amidst the muffled "bangs", they dragged away the bloody Rama, who was smashed to pieces. They continued to clean up the rubble, and had to be on guard at all times against a stone suddenly disappearing and turning into a spear.

They traveled more than a thousand miles from the North to Middle-earth. Each of them was a seasoned warrior, but they had to play the stone-moving game with a group of wimps who were afraid to confront them head-on.

Ali looked at Rama's body sadly, raised his head, picked up his bow with anger, walked into the mine, and aimed at the stone wall.

The thrown stones would not roll to his feet, he only needed to concentrate on staring at the stone wall and release his fingers the moment a rock was moved away.

call out--

The afterimage of the arrow brushed past his subordinate's head and shot into the darkness behind the gap, causing a short scream.

Ali continued to pull the bowstring, and after knowing that the enemy had a ranger, the spear that was hiding behind the stone wall for a sneak attack disappeared.

The speed of moving the rubble suddenly increased. With a "crash", the stone wall collapsed on a larger scale, and a gap that could be passed through appeared in the rubble.

The gang members rushed forward, but were pushed back by the randomly thrust spears.

Ali took the opportunity to shoot a few arrows, but they all fell into the sea and no scream was heard.

Soon, a strange silhouette vaguely emerged from the depths of the darkness—his body was bloated with several layers of leather armor and he had an iron pot on his head.

All the arrows shot just now hit the outline's chest without causing any damage.

He blocked the gap that the gang had cleared tightly, with several people hiding behind him, stabbing with spears made from the pickaxe heads. Ali tried to shoot a few more arrows, but ordinary iron arrows could not penetrate the protection made up of several layers of leather armor, and they bounced off the iron pot.

"Don't worry about them, just keep moving!" Ali's eyes were cold. He was sure that the Freedom Gang had no ability at all and could only use these low-level methods to delay.

But is it useful?
The second gap was soon dug out, and when the outline covered with several layers of leather armor was shaking and blocking it, the gang members suddenly rushed forward like crazy, forcibly pushing the outline away against the spears that were thrusting at them.

After paying the price of three deaths and three injuries, the Pain Gang finally broke through the defense in the third hour.

"Hold on, don't let them in!"

A female voice came from the mine.

Ali, filled with anger over the sacrifice of his men, rushed forward, leaped up suddenly with his battle axe in hand, and chopped down the leather-armored figure blocking his way with great force.

The axe cut through the leather armor and smashed into the flesh, causing blood to spurt out.

The leather-armored figure fell to the ground immediately. Ali stepped on his chest and pulled out the axe. The blood spurted out like an arrow and sprayed all over his face. He stared at the woman who was surrounded by a group of laborers in the mine with bloodthirsty eyes.

"Hold on!"

Joan's shout rang out, but the miserable condition of her companions made all the people who were blocking the entrance of the cave retreat.

Seeing the morale drop, Joan had no other choice but to muster up her courage and walk in front of everyone with a sword in hand. "You are workers, but think about the life you have lived before, and your families. You might as well fight them to the death!"

"Don't be afraid, follow me, there are less than ten of them left!"

Joan raised her sword and rushed towards him in a ridiculous manner in Eli's eyes.

He didn't even raise his battle axe, but kicked Joan when she rushed in front of him, kicking her backwards, rolling several times, and the iron sword fell at Eli's feet with a clang.

“Puwa——”

Joan spat out a large amount of bloody vomit, knelt on the ground, holding her stomach and unable to get up.

The men following behind Ali rushed forward and pounced on the thugs and workers who couldn't even hold their weapons.

It turned into a one-sided massacre.

"You are so weak, no wonder you sealed yourselves in the mines and used those ridiculous methods."

Joan raised her head in pain: "You are... a Northerner, and I am also... a Northerner. Northerners... do not fight Northerners!"

Ali paused for a moment, but thinking of the hardships they had gone through, the wolf king's promise, and the death of his companions, he raised his axe and said, "It's too late. This is a battle for survival."

He kicked the iron sword in front of Joan.

"Take up your weapons like a warrior."

Joan looked around, the blood from her forehead flowed into her eyes, and everything she saw was coated in a layer of scarlet.

There were shouts and cries of killing everywhere, and she thought they were going to drop their weapons and surrender in exchange for their lives - but no, everyone was fighting.

They resisted with the same ridiculous moves as themselves, and then had their heads smashed, their chests pierced, and their necks chopped off.

The remaining gang members and laborers were getting fewer and fewer. They were forced to huddle together, like sheep surrounded by wolves, to resist the enemy's slaughter.

Hahahaha, Harold's wrist was broken, so he hugged the enemy desperately. His back was hit again and again by the axe handle. He spat out sticky blood with internal organs fragments and slid down weakly from the enemy's body.

He finally looked at Joan, his lips moving slightly: "Hahaha..."

The enemy, whose shoulders and neck were covered in blood, froze in shock, revealing a ferocious expression: "You can still laugh?!"

"I'm not laughing, my name is Hahaha..."

The light was gone from his eyes.

(End of this chapter)