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Chapter 86 We Need Medicine
In a blink of an eye, the wolves were at a disadvantage.

The enemy's military strength quickly reached three times that of the werewolves, and they had various weapons with silver arrowheads and silver spear heads. On the other hand, the werewolves were all giant wolves with empty hands, no armor, and could only fight with their claws and teeth.

The key point is that the opponent also occupied the geographical advantage, standing on the hillside and looking down from above, using long-range weapons to beat the werewolves violently, and the werewolves couldn't even fight back.

"Ah! Jim is badly hurt."

"Fuck, I got hit by an arrow too. It hurts."

"Be careful to avoid the javelins."

"Their melee squads are starting to surround us..." a werewolf yelled, "Damn it, they're holding spears with silver tips."

The werewolves panicked.

This group of young werewolves grew up after the Gilneans migrated to the western forests. At most, they had only hunted and fought with animals, but had never experienced a real war with an intelligent race.

This was the first battle in my life, and I encountered a tough opponent. I was suddenly at a loss and didn't know what to do.

At this moment, Zhang Jingyi's voice rang out: "Back off, back towards me, quick!"

Zhang Jingyi had never fought in a war, but he was a bystander. Standing far behind, he could see the situation on the battlefield clearly: "Retreat, everyone retreat! Jim, grit your teeth and hold on, retreat."

There was a javelin with a silver tip stuck in Jim's back. The wound could not heal and blood was gushing out like a fountain. He slid down the hillside with gritted teeth. Two young werewolves who were wounded by arrows protected him on his left and right, and they ran away in a panic.

The kobolds chased down the hillside.

"puff!"

One of the giant wolves protecting Jim was hit by another arrow, and his mouth opened in pain.

"Run!"

Jim said miserably, "Don't worry about me. I can't run fast and will only hold you back. Go back and inform Sevi to reorganize the army and come to avenge me."

"Shut up." A young werewolf who was protecting him said, "I won't abandon my companions, um...ah..."

The man who was speaking was hit by another arrow in the back, and the pain was so severe that he couldn't even continue his pretentious speech.

"Damn...damn silver weapon."

"Why are these damn kobolds so rich?"

"Maybe it's because they dig underground every day?"

The three looked back and saw the kobold holding a spear getting closer and closer to them...

This is really the end of us.

Just then...

Suddenly, an Ice Arrow flew over from the distance. It was a very small Ice Arrow, more like a piece of ice than an arrow. It flew past Jim and shot at a dog-headed man sliding down the hillside.

"puff!"

The ice debris hit the center of the ogre's head, and the pitiful bit of ice magic on it dissipated instantly, turning into blue light particles and exploding in all directions.

The dog-headed man was stunned for a moment, a little confused, but he quickly reacted, pointed at Zhang Jingyi, and shouted: "Magic! There is a human magician over there."

As soon as these words came out, all the ogre-headed men instantly turned their attention to Zhang Jingyi.

It turns out that the Gnolls have a characteristic, which is that they "extremely hate spellcasters". Casting magic in front of them is like using a [group taunt] on them.

Even if that magic only has the power of ice slag.

"The wizard must die!"

The ogres who had been chasing Jim relentlessly immediately gave up on Jim and locked onto Zhang Jingyi.

"Kill that magician!" "Kill him."

A kobold crossbowman raised his crossbow and shot an arrow at Zhang Jingyi. With a "puff" sound, the arrow pierced through Zhang Jingyi's down jacket, but was blocked by a thin layer of clothes inside the down jacket.

The kobolds' inferior arrows cannot penetrate stab-proof clothing at a distance of several dozen meters.

However, Zhang Jingyi also felt an uncomfortable "stabbing sensation" in his chest. It was obvious that the arrow came from very far away. If it was a little closer, the stab-proof suit would have been pierced. It seemed that the power of the bow and arrow was greater than he had imagined.

He pulled out the arrow with his backhand, broke the shaft with a click, and put the silver arrowhead into his pocket: "Thank you for the reward, boss."

Kobolds: "Woof woof woof! That wizard is wearing soft armor."

"Fire arrows!"

"Kill the wizard, woof woof!"

Another person shot at him with a crossbow. Zhang Jingyi was about to dodge when a werewolf jumped out from the side and swung his giant claws to sweep away the arrow. "Your Majesty, Jim is safe now. You should retreat as well."

Zhang Jingyi turned around and saw that Jim was slipping away from the side of the battlefield under the protection of two other werewolves with arrows in their bodies, while more than 50 kobolds were rushing towards him.

The 17 werewolves retreated to Zhang Jingyi's side, and one of them jumped over and said, "Your Majesty, please ride on me."

Zhang Jingyi turned over and sat on the wolf's back. Just as he was sitting firmly, he heard a "puff" sound on his back and felt a stabbing sensation. It seemed that the vest was hit by an arrow again, and the stab-proof suit was almost pierced again.

"Ah..." The werewolf carrying Zhang Jingyi was hit by an arrow in the butt and screamed in pain.

"Damn it! Retreat!"

"Everyone, run!"

At this time, they no longer cared about their image and the group turned around and ran away.

Zhang Jingyi took a quick glance and found that the werewolves looked very miserable when they were running away, completely different from their aggressive appearance when they came. No wonder the ancients used the word "in a miserable state" when describing a person's misery.

Fortunately, the werewolves ran away faster than the kobolds.

Because after the werewolves transform into giant wolves, they can run on all fours, while although the dog-headed people have dog heads, their bodies are human-shaped and they walk upright, so two legs really cannot outrun four legs.

After a while, the werewolves shook off the kobolds and fled back to the gate of Gilneas town.

Jim and two other injured werewolves also ran back after making a half circle from another route.

The sentry on the town wall shouted, "Jim and his men are back, and they are all wounded."

The werewolves in the town rushed out and surrounded Jim and the others: "Jim is badly injured."

"Henry was wounded by an arrow."

"Jack is badly hurt too."

"Their wounds didn't heal on their own."

"Damn it, they were injured by silver weapons. The wounds won't heal quickly. They must be healed properly so they can heal slowly."

"There's a javelin stuck in Jim's body. Someone help me pull it out."

"Don't be in a hurry. Blood will spurt out if you pull it out. Prepare the medicine and bandages first, otherwise Jim will be hurt more seriously."

“Medicine, medicine, medicine!”

"Oops, we never prepared any medicine for our injuries because we can heal ourselves."

The werewolves were suddenly embarrassed.

How could a race whose members all have the ability to heal themselves, and can recover in a few minutes by banging their heads against a tree, prepare medicine?
(End of this chapter)