Before Lin Qingyuan could retort, the door to the prefab house behind them opened, and Song Dekui came out carrying a torch, cursing, "What nonsense are you talking about in the dark! Don't pay any attention to him, Lao Ba!"

As he spoke, he flicked the tinderbox in his hand and touched the oil-soaked torch, causing flames to rise and immediately illuminate the open space in front of the prefab house.

There was originally a gas lamp hanging in the corner of the prefab house, but the light coming through the cotton paper could only vaguely make out the surrounding outline.

With Song Dekui's torch, the area in front of everyone's eyes was immediately illuminated.

"ah!"

"What happened?"

Everyone gasped in surprise and involuntarily began to back away.

There were at least fifty wolves around them, some sitting, some standing, some arching their backs and baring their teeth, some staring coldly at them, all targeting their group.

On the grasslands, a wolf pack usually consists of only about ten members, and even fifteen is rare. How come there are so many today?

Bahrain and his men felt a chill run down their spines. There were only twelve of them, and they had to face nearly a dozen wolves... Would they even survive tonight?

Song Dekui's torch and the voices of the crowd stirred up the wolf pack, which had just been driven back by the firelight and began to move forward.

Bahrain roared, "Shut up, all of you, don't shout!"

Human panic and fear can provide wolves with an opportunity to attack.

After being reprimanded by Bahrain, everyone's voices were immediately choked up.

The strong wind made the flame on Song Dekui's torch flicker, making the ugly faces of the gray wolves appear even more ferocious and terrifying.

But Bahrain's warning came too late.

The wolves' sharp teeth lunged at the group, and those who had just caught their breath were once again brandishing their scimitars and fighting back against the wolves.

More screams, gasps, and the dull cracking sound of a blade cutting into bone.

While inside the temporary housing, Song Dekui already knew that he was fighting wolves outside and was prepared.

But right now, everything was right under his nose.

The screams were right next to my ears.

He gripped the torch tightly, his eyes were glazed over, his legs trembled, and his teeth chattered.

This time, the wolf pack still didn't get the better of them, and with the torch in Song Dekui's hand providing illumination, Balin and the others could see even more clearly.

After felling the three wolves, the pack retreated back into the darkness.

Bahrain and the others then discovered that almost everyone outside the prefabricated houses was injured, but fortunately the wounds were small and there was no immediate danger to their lives.

"Old Ba, what do we do? These beasts are trying to drag us down with them."

Lin Qingyuan didn't care whether he would scare the wolves or not, and started shouting.

He wasn't completely ignorant during his years on the grasslands.

As is customary, these wolves should retreat when they realize they can no longer attack, but today they have already launched two attacks and are still surrounding him.

If it weren't for the temporary housing as a safety net, these wolves would have torn people to pieces long ago.

What deep-seated hatred could drive these wolves to such a deadly fight?

It's impossible to do that just for a wild goat!

If that's the case, then the wolf is being too stingy.

Lin Qingyuan was already pale and was shivering against the wall of the prefab house.

He was surrounded by six guards, but he still felt no sense of security.

“We may have stumbled upon a wolf pack’s lair by mistake. For now, we can only stall until dawn, then we’ll leave immediately. Once we’re gone, everything will be fine,” Balin said in a low voice.

At first, he also thought that Lin Qingyuan and others had stolen the prey and attracted the wolf pack.

At this moment, he also sensed something was wrong. This relentless, all-or-nothing attitude couldn't be just about prey.

This area is uninhabited and is the world of wild animals. If we were to trespass, we would be offending the wolf pack.

Some people began to chant prayers in hushed tones, hoping to quiet the wolf pack down.

But things didn't go as planned. Almost as Bahrain was speaking, something horrifying was happening.

A wolf crept up behind the prefab house and began gnawing at the wooden walls.

"Protect the prefabricated houses!"

Lin Qingyuan said to his guards.

The horse has already run away, and if we lose the makeshift shelter from the wind, we really have no way to survive.

"Young master!" Guard Lao Qian said anxiously, "There are too many wolves, we can't be separated."

Song Dekui finally couldn't hold back any longer. He cried out in a high-pitched voice, "So many wolves! So many wolves! Heavens above! Xiaoyun, come quick and save us!"

Beside him, Lin Qingyuan angrily cursed, "Shut up, you scoundrel! You're afraid to even hold up a torch, you do nothing, and now you want a woman to come out because you think we're a burden enough."

In everyone's opinion, it was already quite good that Song Liyun could take good care of Zhe Mao, who had just been injured, inside the house.

Now that they are surrounded by wolves, the men are too busy to help themselves. If there were another woman nearby who would scream in fright, it would only make things worse.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the door of the prefab house opened, and Song Liyun strode out, followed by Zhemao carrying a bunch of torches.

"Zhemao, how's your injury?"

"Zhemao, why are you out here?"

His people were both surprised and delighted to see the spirited Zhemao.

Zhemao was brought into the house covered in blood just now. Everyone saw his injuries. Even if he's not dead now, there's no reason for him to get up and walk around.

Bahrain was right at the door. He immediately noticed Zhemao's arm, which was wrapped tightly under his tattered sleeve, and exclaimed in surprise, "Zhemao, you... can you use your arm now?"

Zhe Mao moved his arms, not knowing what Miss Song had applied, but his arms felt tingly and cool, without any pain: "Miss Song said that as long as I don't use too much force, I can move them."

He spoke in a booming voice, his face full of pride and excitement.

Recalling when he first woke up, in the shockingly bright light, he saw that the huge gash on his arm had been wrapped with a strip of snow-white cloth, and no more blood was seeping out.

He only had a slight pain in his arm, and after drinking a few more sips of the water Miss Song gave him, his head, which had been groggy from blood loss, cleared up.

If it weren't for the shouts of his companions and the howls of wolves reminding him that he had encountered wolves in a no-man's-land and had been ambushed by them, Zhemao would have thought he was dreaming.

When Zhemao saw the leader Balin again, he wanted to shout to him: "Miss Song is a goddess."

But there were many people around, so he moved his mouth a few times but held back, and only took the torch off his back: "Chief of Balin, these torches were given by Goddess Song. Distribute them to everyone to light for protection."

The torch appeared out of thin air as I saw the goddess conjure it.

Bahrain didn't hear what he said clearly, reached for a torch, and his expression immediately changed.

These lights are not simple bundles of sticks and straw, but high-quality windproof torches carefully crafted from pine branches and butter, which can burn for a long time.

These torches were hard to come by; each one could be a lifesaver.

With such torches, the wolves wouldn't dare to attack, giving us a better chance of survival.

Balin did not keep any to himself. After distributing the torches to his own tribe, he gave the rest to Lin Qingyuan and instructed them to distribute them quickly so that everyone could take one and light it.