At this moment, Dante and his party of ten, who were at the forefront of the journey, had already noticed something amiss on the road ahead.

Along the way, Dante would often send Pat out to scout the terrain. Pat's eagle eyes were so sharp during the day that practically nothing could escape them.

Pat had issued a warning not long ago, and clearly pointed out the coordinates of the location of the problem.

Tang Yi had already given a heads-up, so it's obvious what's hidden in that location now.

However, Dante and his group sent Pat to scout ahead of time, so Haru, who was lying in ambush, probably hadn't discovered their presence yet.

The next steps will still have to be carried out according to the plan agreed upon with Tang Yi.

Ten people have no chance of winning against a large group of Haru's army, but their small number and high mobility allow them to slip away quietly without Haru noticing.

After the ten people determined their route, they immediately began to walk the detour. With Pat leading the way, they made their way through without any major incidents.

As agreed with Don and the others, Dante used some simple words that Don had taught him to leave the correct direction of travel on the trees and clearly indicated the unusual area that Pat had pointed out.

Amidst the turbulent situation involving the three parties, what they were unaware of was that the three parties were already very close, and now they were like being in a powder keg.

If even a single spark ignites on either side, a major war will be imminent.

Dante and his companions did not have any problems with their actions; they had planned out the route for the tribesmen who were arriving later, as agreed upon.

But this time, fate played a cruel joke on them.

Shortly after Dante and his men left, Haru's army, which had been lying in ambush nearby for several days without seeing the Mira tribe arrive, began to get restless.

The next day, a group of people from the Tang and Mila tribes arrived at the place where Dante had marked the place with written symbols the day before.

Haru might recognize a drawn arrow or similar symbol, but this writing is something I brought from another world. Apart from me and a few other people, Haru wouldn't be able to tell even if he saw it.

The marked area is a safe zone; we are now close to the enemy's ambush.

It's time to avoid them and continue on our way. Only by reuniting with the Asaida tribe can we be considered truly safe.

We followed the path marked by Dante, and along the way, at every fork and turn, we could always find some of Dante's directional marks.

But just when we thought things would continue as smoothly as before, Top, who was walking ahead on guard, let out a sharp cry.

My heart sank.

"Something's wrong! Everyone, be alert and prepare for battle!"

Dante and the others had already planned the route, so how could this happen? Top must have heard correctly; there were actually quite a few Haru lying in ambush on this path!

Haru was worried that the Mira tribe might escape through other paths, a suspicion that naturally arose in his mind after staking out the area for so long.

So Haru, who was leading the group, assigned some of his men to guard some of the side paths along the way. Unexpectedly, they ended up guarding the very path that Dante and his men had used to retreat.

Upon hearing Top's shout, Haru realized he had been exposed prematurely, so he simply stopped pretending.

It is estimated that hundreds of Haru rushed out of the forest. They roared once on their territory, followed by a continuous series of roars.

This was to mobilize the nearby Haru to come and provide support. In an instant, the roars of Haru could be heard everywhere, and a large number of Haru surged towards our path from all directions like ants.

Our crossbows have been fitted with new magazines and are ready to go. This encounter is now inevitable, and it seems their ambush is rather loose.

Now we can only race against time and try to break through before they are fully assembled.

Otherwise, if we get bogged down by these Haru, and then get attacked from both sides by the wave of Haru arriving from behind, we'll really be doomed.

"Susu, before they fully form, let's form a spearhead and charge forward. As long as we can break through a gap, we can escape!"

After saying that, I led my men to launch the first attack on Haru using repeating crossbows.

This was the first time these Haru had fought against us. Out of caution, they did not immediately use their numerical advantage to overwhelm us. Instead, they used the terrain to their advantage to avoid the crossbow bolts.

There's nothing wrong with them doing this. They suffered a lot from these repeating crossbows during the previous battle with the Mira tribe, so how could they not be afraid now?

As for the arrows that Haru shot out, we had only suspected that the arrowheads were coated with poison, but Haru's hunt later confirmed this.

Those arrows are not as simple as they appear on the surface. If they accidentally graz the skin, the venom on them can kill the target instantly.

At this moment, our tribesmen are wearing some simple animal skin protective gear, but their protective measures are naturally not as effective as the armor we are wearing.

Their armor mainly protected the chest and back, essentially making them wear a protective vest.

Their limbs and torsos were completely exposed to the enemy's firepower. These places could not withstand the flying arrows. The people of the Mira tribe wanted to rush over, but they were worried about the arrows in the hands of the Haru.

For a moment, the two sides were locked in a stalemate, neither daring to do anything to the other.

However, I know that this balance is only a temporary illusion. If more Haru joins, they will become more confident.

If they were to eat one or two mushrooms like the previous crazed Haru, these Haru would immediately transform into fearless warriors.

Not only will their physical functions be greatly enhanced, but their bodies will also have a strong resistance to physical pain.

Even if they were hit by crossbow bolts, as long as the wounds weren't immediately fatal, those Haru could still drag their nearly broken bodies and launch a final, fierce attack on us.

We learned this lesson the hard way from the more than one hundred Haru who were chasing us before; their reckless attacks were a suicidal tactic.

I don't know if Haru and the others will perish together in the fight, but I'm sure we'll be the ones who perish.

The numerical disparity between the two sides cannot be bridged in a short period of time.

I was anxious; this couldn't go on. When these Haru realized what was happening and went to great lengths to oppose us, we would become a different kind of hunted prey.

With no hope of breaking through head-on, I decisively abandoned this move.

Forcing a breakthrough is not impossible, but it would come at a great cost, a cost that would be unbearable for us, who are already outnumbered.