Faced with this terrifying scene, Fang Zhongda showed no fear. He roared at the top of his lungs, "Kill!"

In an instant, the soldiers on the wall seemed to be ignited with fighting spirit and shouted in unison.

Their roars were like thunderclaps, echoing through the sky and shaking the entire valley.

Some of the brave and fearless soldiers did not hesitate at all, picking up the heavy stones around them and throwing them down the mountain with all their might.

These stones, like meteors falling to earth, slammed down with fierce force onto the ferocious red wolfmen.

Fearing that the energy bombs would trigger landslides and damage the slopes behind them, the human soldiers wisely chose not to use this powerful weapon.

However, they were not helpless. The pile of stones that had already accumulated nearby became their most powerful weapon.

Each boulder, weighing tens of kilograms, traced arcs through the air before crashing down with tremendous force.

One dull thud after another echoed as many Red Wolfmen were unable to dodge and were knocked over by the falling rocks.

Blood splattered everywhere, and screams of agony echoed all around.

Nevertheless, the Red Wolves continued their charge fearlessly, their eyes gleaming with ferocity and fanaticism, seemingly disregarding life and death.

"It seems the Red Wolves are quite ferocious. If we don't scare them, their ferocity will only be aroused. But there are only a few dozen Red Wolves. If we kill another one or two dozen, they definitely won't dare to stay any longer," Chen Feng pondered to himself.

He then condensed a large amount of sword energy again, fusing it into ten sword energy longswords. He then secretly added more sword energy into them until each longsword contained five hundred sword energies. At this point, the power of the longswords had reached the early stage of the half-step seventh rank.

Chen Feng had a sudden realization: as long as he incorporated a thousand sword energies into his longsword, he could achieve the power of the early seventh rank. He could now condense seven thousand sword energies, and if he unleashed his full power, he could simultaneously launch seven sword attacks at the early seventh rank.

"boom--"

Just as a group of Red Wolfmen were about to climb the wall, Chen Feng's sword energy descended from the sky, delivering another precise strike, instantly killing six Red Wolfmen and severely injuring four others, causing them to fall to the ground.

The remaining Red Werewolves were terrified. Apart from the leader, a sixth-rank Red Werewolf who rushed forward and fought Fang Zhongda, the other Red Werewolves were all knocked down in fear.

In the blink of an eye, twenty of the fifty Red Wolfmen were dead or seriously wounded. Adding to the two or three who were already seriously wounded, they had almost lost half of their fighting strength. Even if they all charged into the human stronghold, they would probably only be throwing their lives away.

"The Devouring Mystic Technique".

At this moment, Chen Feng launched a mental attack on the sixth-rank werewolf leader, instantly causing a sharp pain in his head, as if pricked by needles. The red werewolf leader, who had been suppressing Fang Zhongda, was instantly slashed by Fang Zhongda, leaving a wound on his arm.

"howl--"

The Red Wolf leader screamed in pain, but after a few moves, his head suddenly throbbed again, affecting his movements. Fang Zhongda then wounded him in the ribs, and blood instantly stained half of his body.

"Howl, retreat!"

In the end, seeing that the werewolves in front of him had failed to break into the human stronghold, the red werewolf leader had no choice but to give up. He turned around, jumped down, and called to the other red werewolves, then retreated with the corpses of his companions.

Having eliminated the dangers from behind and to the left and right, Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief. However, he did not rest but rushed to the front to help Si Yuniang block the two sixth-rank werewolves.

"boom--"

"howl--"

"kill--"

At this moment, the battle on the front lines had become intense. More than a dozen werewolves had rushed up the wall, but were being held back by human soldiers. Si Yuniang was fighting two sixth-rank werewolves alone, one of whom was a black werewolf, and was gradually becoming more and more exhausted.

"The Devouring Mystic Technique".

After Chen Feng got close, he launched a mental attack on the black werewolf, instantly interrupting his hammer blow to Si Yuniang. Si Yuniang, having gained a chance to catch her breath, immediately turned around and kicked the black werewolf in the groin.

"howl--"

The black werewolf was instantly attacked by both mental attacks and heavy blows. It let out an angry roar and staggered back a few steps, its body trembling. It was in excruciating pain. At this moment, Si Yuniang slashed with her sword, forcing back the sixth-rank gray werewolf leader.

"Uli, what's wrong?"

The two werewolf warriors were working together very well and were just a step away from defeating the human female warrior, but the black werewolf inexplicably retreated, which made the gray werewolf leader somewhat unwilling.

"I was ambushed by a psychic, and she took the opportunity to kick me in the groin," said the black werewolf Uli, somewhat aggrieved.