A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

I picked a few extra and carried them with me to eat later.

Snake's lips twitched slightly, as he tried to refuse the strangely colored blade of grass.

“Please don’t do this, sir…” Snake stopped midway through his sentence.

A faint chirping of insects echoed through the woods.

Snake glanced around; the chirping of insects seemed a bit out of place.

However, Garrett and the other soldiers were not as perceptive as Snake.

After all, it's normal to hear insects chirping from time to time throughout the day.

A rustling sound arose.

Then more and more sounds came from all around, including roars.

“Commander, I think we need to get out of here.” Snake’s face darkened considerably.

"This is probably a life-or-death situation." Garrett also noticed that something was wrong with his surroundings.

"Be on guard," Garrett ordered decisively.

We don't know what's around us yet, so it's hard to say what we should do.

“It’s Yalong.” Snake spotted the shadow in the bushes.

Those dragons didn't seem to be planning an ambush, because they were moving too fast.

"Battalion Commander, oh no, Regiment Commander! A group of wyverns are charging towards us like madmen!" A soldier spotted the wyverns running in the distance.

There were also some dragons scurrying around quickly.

"I have a bad feeling, Battalion Commander."

"Could you please call me Commander just this once?" Garrett was on the verge of tears.

"Please don't do this, sir. We are in the midst of a major crisis right now." Snake took the bow off his back.

"Whoosh—" An arrow struck the claw of a certain dragon.

The dragon, in pain, lunged forward.

The raging dragon's saliva flowed continuously, its gaping maw seemingly never to close, remaining open for an extended period.

The fallen dragon was the same; unable to get up immediately, it used its mouth full of sharp teeth to pointlessly affirm the mud.

Seeing this situation, Snake had a guess in his mind.

“These dragons have all gone mad,” Snake said to Garrett.

“I see.” Garrett then began fighting several dragons with his bare hands.

The entire battalion was engaged in battle with the rampaging dragon.

In just one encounter, a large portion of the entire battalion was wiped out.

This dragon's charge is far more terrifying than a normal cavalry charge.

The terrifying swarm of dragons tore through the ranks with overwhelming force.

The soldiers, having lost their true feelings, were utterly incapable of confronting these dragons head-on.

Any one of them could easily defeat dozens of soldiers.

“We must retreat; we cannot fight head-on,” Snake said in a deep voice, and then fired another arrow.

Snake's arrows aren't very powerful, but they can hit the dragon's vital parts quite accurately.

If you interrupt the running dragon's movement, it will fall straight to the ground due to inertia and be unable to get up for a long time.

"Retreat? How can we retreat in this situation?" Garrett asked, panting heavily as he lost blood.

The entire camp was surrounded.

These berserk dragons seemed determined to slaughter every human in their path.

“We can…” Snake was about to say something when Garrett pounced on him.

"Get down!" Garrett shoved Snake to the ground.

Then a wyvern with flapping wings roared past the head cave, and Snake and Garrett narrowly avoided the wyvern's claws.

“Besides those that run on the ground, there are also those that fly in the sky,” Garrett said helplessly.

The smell of blood grew stronger, and that strong smell would attract even more hunters.

The hunters drawn by blood are not as easy to deal with as these crazed wyverns.

“We still have a chance,” Snake said calmly to Garrett.

"I will absolutely not let this battalion be wiped out in this place."

How long did Snake actually stay in that camp? He himself didn't keep a precise count.

In short, it's been a very, very long time.

Old friends left, and new recruits joined; Snake imprinted these scenes in his mind.

This camp was special to Snake.

Despite finishing last, Snake is still proud of himself.

"Let's leave this area now."

“A crazed dragon is easier to deal with than a calm one.”

“Use Yalong’s corpse to build a wall.”

“Then let the brothers trip up the dragon that was charging at the front,” Snake said.

Garrett then gave the order without hesitation.

After a difficult struggle, the dragons that had charged into the formation were finally eliminated, and the entire camp was still exhausted.

However, the soldiers below could not possibly disobey the battalion commander's orders.

Most importantly, we are now at a critical juncture of life and death.

The soldiers moved quickly, and under the cover of their comrades, the dragon's corpse was piled up into a small wall.

Then the soldiers used every means possible to trip up the one running in front.

He threw away his shield and smashed it against his leg, constantly using his weapon to disrupt his balance...

A large number of charging dragons fell, crashing into the pile of dragon corpses.

The fallen dragon in front severely affected the guys behind it.

The berserk dragon, with its direct way of thinking, never considered going around in circles.

"Charge!" Snake pointed in the direction where the dragon's charge was blocked.

“What?” Garrett looked at Snake in disbelief.

Although the dragons can't really make a run in that direction, there are still a lot of them.

Rushing in would be suicide, wouldn't it?

"Do you think it's easier to charge head-on against a wyvern, or to get through a chaotic horde of wyverns?" Snake said calmly.

"Charge!" Garrett jumped up without saying a word and charged in the direction Snake was pointing.

The entire battalion followed Garrett without prior agreement, plunging headlong into the swarm of dragons.

The dragons in the sky, their eyes red, kept trying to capture the people in their swarm.

However, in the crowded Yalong pile, it was impossible to encounter those slippery humans.

Snake was right; charging from here is much easier than from other directions.

If Garrett were to charge head-on against Yalong, he probably wouldn't even survive.

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Garrett, covered in blood, dragged the heavily injured Snake down to the riverbank.

Garrett still had some soldiers alive with him.

However, probably fewer than fifty people survived.

The entire battalion should have had several hundred people.

Then, by the river, Garrett and his companions successfully escaped the dragon's pursuit.

After all, no matter how fast you go, you can't outrun the flow of the river.

Garrett wanted to pull Snake out of the river.

However, he was too exhausted to keep his balance.

Snake was swept away by the river, and although he wasn't going fast, Garrett's current state made it incredibly difficult for him to catch up.

"Damn it!" Garrett couldn't help but curse. This had actually happened at the last minute!?

“You all stay here and wait.” Garrett struggled to his feet from the slippery riverbank.

"Then what about the battalion commander... no, the regimental commander?"

“I’ll go and bring your deputy battalion commander back,” Garrett said earnestly.

Then he ran down the river without looking back.

I jogged along, leaving bloody footprints all over the road.

It contains the blood of the dragon, as well as the blood of Garrett himself.

The remaining soldiers looked at each other, watching their battalion commander leave.

"Let's set up camp, that's what the battalion commander ordered," a soldier sighed.

"Damn, I don't even know if we'll make it out alive." Another soldier sighed deeply.

This place is too close to the deep mountains; if you want to leave, you have to go through a long mountain road.

This route requires a large number of dragons.

There are fewer than fifty people here, making it extremely difficult for them to leave.

Setting up camp in this run-down place isn't exactly safe either.

But these wounded had no choice but to rest. Meanwhile, Bray had already followed Xiao You to search for breadgrass deep in Longshan.

Bray hadn't seen the actual item either, so he could only search for it based on the information Duncan had given him.

Most importantly, Xiaoyou is quite unreliable.

"Ah, I found one." Xiao You straightened her skirt, then squatted down and picked a purple grass.

"Is this what you wanted?" He held out the pale purple blade of grass to Bray.

Bray took the grass and examined it.

The leaves are clearly not fan-shaped, but square.

That said, this was the first time Bray had ever seen square leaves.

“It smells like wheat.” Bray sniffed it and found that the grass actually had a scent that matched the characteristics of breadgrass.

This put Bray in a bit of a dilemma.

Is it possible that this thing is breadgrass?

To verify this, you have to eat it.

However, Bray had no intention of trying it at all; yesterday, Xiao You had found herself a poisonous herb.

Most adventurers could recognize that poisonous herb, leaving Bray speechless.

But today's is a little different.

"Hiss—" Bray gasped.

"Try eating this herb," ​​Bree said to Xiao You expressionlessly, a sudden idea forming in his mind.

"What's so good about grass?" Xiao You pouted.

"Can Levy eat this?" Levy blinked and asked tentatively.