Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Chapter 510: The Beaked Beast Attacks (Combined Chapter)

Scouts from the White Eyebrow Clan once again spotted the Bone Burial Wolf.

However, they remained silent.

The good news is that the Boneyard Wolves are all dead.

The bad news is that the Boneyard Wolves are all dead.

The ground was littered with wolf corpses, their reddish-brown fur torn to pieces and mixed with blood plasma that was spread on the ground, creating a devastating scene.

The threat from the wolf pack was eliminated.

But they were not happy at all.

"Beak-billed beast..." a scout murmured.

That’s right, the invasion of wolves was the prelude to the beak-billed beast plague. These ferocious animals were not hunting but fleeing.

Hiding from even more terrifying creatures behind him.

Now they are being caught up.

The speed at which a Bonebury Wolf runs is already extremely fast, but if they just walk in a straight line, they will be easily caught up by the Beakbill.

If it's facing head on.

It was difficult for the Bone Wolf to bite through the jagged bones of the Beakbeast's legs and body, but the opponent's steel beak could easily tear apart the wolf's skin and bone plates.

On the Plateau of Bones.

Unless a pack of wolves faces a lone beaked beast, it is unlikely to survive.

The reason why beaked beasts became a disaster was because they lived in groups.

Now the land of Shan,
Really became a burial place.

"Fortunately, they are gone." The leader of the White Eyebrow Scouts wiped the sweat from his forehead. "We are so lucky."

"Hurry back and report to the tribe!"

The White Eyebrow Clan is able to send scouts to the south, and they keep an eye on the movements of the Bone Wasteland, but as the Beaked Beast Plague approaches, this task becomes increasingly dangerous.

But for them.

Even this danger is happiness.

Because it is unknown how many tribes were destroyed before they had the chance to find out about the beaked beast.

When we saw those long-necked animals poking their heads out from the edge of the grassland and appearing in our field of vision, escape became an impossible task.

The scouts understood.

now.

At this moment, the Baimei clan is only concerned with protecting themselves and is unable to take care of other things.

It is likely that other tribes in the land of Shem, from east to west, would not be spared.

Before the beaked beast was spotted.

They will probably die in their sleep, right?

Unaware and unconscious.

It is a kind of kindness.

……

……

"That's the Beakbill..." a swamp soldier whispered, as soft as a mosquito's voice, "It's much stronger than the one I saw in Vanity Valley."

Beaked beasts are not unique to the Bone Wasteland.

But the Bone Wasteland must be one of the best areas to breed such monsters.

"Hmm." Little Dib swallowed.

After all, he was still young as the son of a shepherd from the land of Shem.

Although I have heard of the beaked beast.

Today is the first time I saw it.

The grassy hills and valleys before my eyes were bloody and covered with the fur of some kind of livestock or wolves.

The most eye-catching.

Or those monsters that hang their heads and gnaw in the blood.

They were covered with bony armor, had long and thick limbs, and their bodies alone were larger than any animal little Dib had ever seen.

Something that must be said.

Only the wild bull raised by His Majesty the Red King can compare to it.

however.

The beaked beast also has a strangely long neck. At this moment, it is buried in the pile of corpses and wriggling to eat, just like a group of pythons hunting. Little Dib can't help but feel his hair stand on end when he sees it.

he thinks.

If the other person stands up.

Ordinary fences and deer antlers won't be able to stop them, and people hiding behind them will be directly carried away and torn to pieces by their long necks.

Small tribes like the Farstrider clan.

I’m afraid it can’t even deal with a beaked beast.

However, a rough count revealed that there were dozens of them, and this was probably just a small group they had discovered.

"what to do……"

Little Dib hummed in the wind.

They were the Red King's scouts, and at that moment the little herdsman was held in the arms of a swamp soldier-bee, and both of them were riding the same Boneyard Wolf.

Even if the Boneyard Wolf is domesticated, its ferocious nature remains unchanged.

But at this moment.

It was crawling on the ground and trembling.

If it weren't for little Dib who had been using the methods of the Shandi herdsmen to help calm the wolf, the Bone Burial Wolf would probably have been frightened and screamed and ran away on the spot.

However, the so-called domestication.

Eliminating wildness is secondary.

The important thing is to make the beast overcome its instincts, including fear, and only obey the orders of the master. It will not retreat even if it is rushing towards the enemy's guns or having swords and axes chop down at its eyes.

And the knights of the swamp were not very skilled.

Therefore, Dibu Traveler, a young and lightweight herdsman, often helped them with riding training, and unexpectedly he came in handy at this moment.

The fishy wind kept blowing.

The two were downwind, which prevented them from exposing their own scent, but they also had to be constantly stimulated by the strong smell of the beaked beasts in their nasal cavities.

And these top predators.

Because they have no natural enemies, they don't even bother to send out a few beaked beasts to keep watch while they eat, and just focus on eating - their only competitors are their companions who are snatching food from them.

"Of course we have to find a way to repay the Red King." The Soldier Bee Rider imitated Little Dib's method to appease the Boneyard Wolf and whispered, "It was thanks to this little dog that we were able to detect movement here today."

They experienced it for the first time.

The advantages of cavalry as mentioned by the Red King.

Just for reconnaissance, the distance of activities is much longer than in the past, especially on a vast grassland like the Land of Shem.

This made the swamp people, who were used to blindly fighting each other in the dense forest, quite uncomfortable.

And the characteristics of the Bone Burial Wolf itself.

It also greatly broadens the scouts' range of perception. When the wind direction is right, their sense of smell is even better than their vision.

Although the two of them were now frightened by the beaked beast.

But because they were discovered in time, the distance between them was still very far and safe.

On the other side, the Bone Burial Wolf calmed down, and its exploded mane gradually shrank together.

On the other side, the beaked beasts were almost finishing their meal.

But seeing how they were wolfing down the food at the end, it was obvious that they were not full and were not satisfied.

"go!"

The soldier bee gently pulled the reins attached to the bridle.

The Bone-Burying Wolf carried the two people and slowly stood up from a half-crouching position, then tiptoed, as if sneaking up on its prey in order to hunt it.

In fact, it was escape.

Only in this way can we take advantage of the cover of the grass hill and avoid being discovered by the monsters.

'good……'

The soldier bees and the young herdsman held their breath.

They are slowly moving away from the beaked beasts' hunting grounds.

"Cough cough!"

Just then, a strange cough sounded, causing both of their hearts to skip a beat.

One of the beaked beasts seemed to have twisted its neck too much, and its throat was blocked by blood and flesh, causing it to choke.

It then raised its head from the pile of corpses.

Stretch a bit.

The shoulder height of the beaked beast was originally two or three meters, and now when it stood up straight and stretched out its head, it was nearly six meters tall.

On the grasslands of Shem.

It is a unique one.

It immediately spotted the little red dot in the distance and its eyes lit up.

Let out an excited neigh.

"Run!" The soldier bee didn't care whether the buried wolf could understand human words or not. He clamped his legs on the wolf's back and roared angrily.

Fortunately, the Boneyard Wolf's reaction speed was faster than his.

He ran as fast as he could and rushed out.

Dozens of beaked beasts behind him were startled by their companions' shouts and raised their heads one after another. Their bloody necks looked like a forest of red pillars from afar.

Then, there was an equally excited neigh.

The ground behind me seemed to tremble.

"Take a detour and run in a zigzag pattern!" Little Dibu's face was full of panic, but he did not forget to drive the Bone Burying Wolf's route.

On straight-line speed.

Even the Boneyard Wolf is no match for the Beakbill. Run straight down.

They had no time to return to their position.

However, the latter is large in size and has poor steering skills.

The Bone-Burying Wolf, along with a man and a bee, drew a gorgeous zigzag line on the grass, like a brown-red lightning.

The herd of beaked beasts, whose footsteps were as fast as thunder, were actually showing signs of being gradually left behind.

Little Dib's heart was pounding.

Fortunately, the Red King tamed the Boneyard Wolf!

Without its speed, ordinary people would have no choice but to wait for death once they were discovered by the beak-billed beast.

Not to mention reconnaissance.

Even if ordinary tribes could send out scouts, if they encountered beaked beasts, they would be wiped out and would not be able to send back any messages.

There are only large tribes like the White Eyebrow Clan.

You can cast a wide net and bet on the probabilities.

Use the lives of scouts to gain intelligence.

But on our side, we only sent out more than fifty wolf cavalrymen, and they completed the task while training.

Just when little Dib was feeling relieved.

The grassy hill in front of them.

Suddenly, a pointed head with a beak as sharp as a knife popped out.

The beaked beast opened its mouth wide.

Like laughing.

Indeed, many beaked beasts were left behind by the Bone Burial Wolves.

But there are a lot of them.

Scatter out and outflank your prey from all directions.

If the beaked beast could be shaken off so easily, the wolves would not have been forced north to the Shan land.

Horror, fear, and blankness.

Little Dib hadn't reacted yet.

A cold light suddenly shot out from behind him.

The soldier bee swung its long-handled knife and chopped at the beak beast's neck.

As a member of the first team to leave the swamp and support the Red King, he was selected by Lu Meng as the first batch of wolf cavalry.

They are the best of the best, and each of them has at least the strength of a martial artist, with reaction and fighting skills unmatched by ordinary people.

The long-handled knife in Bingfeng's hand was more than a foot long.

It seems a bit clumsy to use on flat ground, let alone in a dense forest, but it is just right when swung from the back of a wolf!
Add the speed of the Bone Wolf to the effect.

Even the beaked beast didn't react to the sudden cold light.

A strange scream was heard.

Blood spurted out.

Its long neck was hacked all over.

The Boneyard Wolf took advantage of the situation and rushed forward.

"Is he dead?" Little Dib looked back in surprise.

They actually killed a beaked beast directly?

"No..." The soldier bee tried his best to keep his balance, and the long pole in his hand was shaking constantly.

He recalled the feeling of the chop he had just made.

The knife undoubtedly cut the opponent's neck. The cervical vertebrae are the most vulnerable point of most creatures. Looking at the long neck of the beaked beast, one would subconsciously think so.

However, the soldier bee knew.

He didn't cut it open.

Sure enough, in the eyes of little Dib, the beaked beast was bleeding and its neck was twisting like a dancing snake, obviously in great pain.

But it didn't fall.

The hissing sound only made him more angry.

At the cut wound, the flesh was rolled back, revealing the white bones.

When Lu Meng was still a martial artist, he worked with two other martial artists to hunt down a baby beaked beast.

These beaked beasts now.

But they are all adults.

Even with the bonus of the Bone Burial Wolf, it is not so easy to kill.

One hit misses.

The soldier bee also gave up the idea of ​​fighting with the beak beast. He took out a crossbow with a whistling arrow from his arms and fired it into the sky.

A sharp whistle.

resounded throughout the sky.

Even if the information cannot be transmitted directly back to the position, if there are other wolf cavalry around, they will also be able to know the situation.

And just after he sent out the signal.

My heart felt cold again.

Because there are beaked beasts on both sides in front.

In groups of three or five.

It's difficult enough to deal with one, let alone them.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The Boneyard Wolf suddenly howled a few times.

"There—" Little Dib realized what it meant and pointed forward.

In the soldier bee's field of vision on both sides.

I also saw a human figure.

"Hold on!" Like a real rider, he pulled the reins to forcibly stop the zigzag movement of the Boneyard Wolf and rushed straight forward.

Pointing directly to the center where the beaked beasts were encircling.

The wind howled.

Little Dib grabbed the bone fragments on the Boneyard Wolf tightly, and the wolf's mane was pressed by the wind speed like flowing water.

The surrounding scene.

Rapidly retreating, drawing a hazy line.

Only the two beaked beasts are clearest!
Between the electric light and flint.

The brown-red figure of the Boneyard Wolf leaped through them.

But a beaked beast also stretched out its long neck, and its sharp beak made a sound of cutting through the air in the wind.

The soldier bee tried its best to block.

But the huge force that hit the long-handled knife almost made it slip out of his hand!

He managed to get a firm grip on the pole.

His mind moved.

He quickly leaned over and held down the little Dib in front of him.

But the sharp beak also pecked directly on the back of the soldier bee.

From the leather armor to the tough skin, everything was plowed open in an instant, thick and smelly yellow blood splattered out, and a wound deep enough to see the bone was revealed.

The huge force threw the two people on the wolf's back away.

Roll into a ball on the grass.

Little Dib poked his head out from Soldier Bee's arms.

Without the Bone Burying Wolf, they would be dead!
however,
A tall figure blocked his view.

"The right choice - the Nameless One has arranged for us to pick him up, considering that the Beak-billed Beast will be approaching in the next few days." said a hoarse female voice.

"Fearless, I leave it to you." Soldier Bee grabbed the long-handled knife and struggled to stand up.

Fearless Tora's figure was still as sickly thin as before, but he looked very imposing as he dragged that exaggerated segmented axe.

The Skeleton Group was not far away.

They rushed here when they heard the whistle.

The Bone-Burying Wolf felt a sudden sense of relief on its back, and then, after being called by Little Dib's bone flute, it came to its senses and quickly turned around.

The beaked beasts that missed their target slowly turned around.

They were not frustrated by the escape of the wolf cavalry, but became more excited by the increase in prey.

Scattered beaked beasts.

Gathering one after another.

Surprisingly, their "prey" had the same feeling.

The Skeleton Corps warriors drew their blades one after another.

Seto on the side was also eager to try.

"Daughter of the Stone Demon, you have truly embarked on the path of the Nameless One," Tora looked at the cleaver in her hand thoughtfully, "But he is not wrong."

"Dueling with others is certainly a lot of fun."

"But to overcome this nature..."

And all these difficulties that surround us.

But it's not that easy.

The Fearless turned toward the oncoming Beakbeast.

The earth was shaking under their footsteps, and the feeling went from the soles of the feet into people's hearts.

"Attack!"

The roar of the Broken Horn Man echoed across the grassland, drowning out the roars of the giant beasts.

(End of this chapter)