"kill--"
Just as the werewolf soldier was subjected to a barrage of sword energy, the human soldiers who had been standing ready seemed to receive a signal. They roared and brandished their various weapons, charging forward like a tidal wave!
Their steps were swift and powerful, their eyes revealing determination and murderous intent.
These human soldiers worked in close coordination, skillfully launching wave after wave of fierce attacks against the werewolf soldiers who had just been wounded by the sword energy and had not yet had time to react.
Some wielded longswords, their blades flashing and gleaming with cold light, each strike precisely aimed at the werewolf soldier's vital points.
Some wielded giant axes, the blades whistling through the air, bringing down powerful blows that left the enemy with no way to dodge.
Others gripped their spears tightly, the tips of which resembled dragons emerging from the sea, their momentum like a rainbow, using overwhelming force to send the werewolf soldiers flying into the air...
In an instant, shouts of battle and the clanging of metal echoed throughout the battlefield, and the stench of blood filled the air.
In this brutal battle, another large number of werewolf soldiers screamed as they fell into pools of blood, mercilessly slaughtered by human soldiers on the spot.
However, the remaining werewolf soldiers showed no sign of retreating and continued to resist the human army's attack.
However, the werewolf soldiers' resistance was as futile as a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Not only were they unarmed and lacked any effective weapons, but worse, they were surrounded by human soldiers and trapped in a desperate situation.
The surrounding area was filled with deafening shouts of battle, as well as fierce attacks from all directions and of all kinds.
Amidst the clashing of swords and the flashing blades, a web of death seemed to be woven, leaving the werewolves nowhere to escape.
Even among these werewolf soldiers, there were some werewolf powerhouses with fifth-rank strength, but faced with such an overwhelming advantage, all they could do was struggle to hold on.
Despite the werewolf warriors' best efforts to break through the encirclement and carve out a bloody path, the human soldiers' tight defenses were as impenetrable as an iron wall, giving them no chance whatsoever.
As time passed, the werewolves gradually ran out of energy, their movements became increasingly sluggish, and their weaknesses increased.
Finally, after a fierce battle, these once-mighty werewolf warriors fell helplessly into pools of blood, becoming victims of this brutal war.
After about ten minutes, the howls and pitiful cries of the werewolves that had been echoing throughout the camp gradually subsided until they disappeared completely.
All the werewolf soldiers perished without exception; not a single one managed to escape.
In contrast, the human soldiers suffered only minor losses, with just a dozen or so brave warriors sacrificing their precious lives.
"Clean up the battlefield, collect supplies, then burn down the werewolf camp and evacuate," Chen Feng ordered.
Among the werewolves' supplies, Chen Feng demonstrated his methodical and shrewd side.
He carefully sifted through the various items, taking all the materials that belonged to the middle-grade level into his storage compartment without missing a single one.
These precious Class III materials are undoubtedly valuable and extremely rare treasures.
As for the lower-grade supplies, Chen Feng instructed the soldiers to carefully pack them into their backpacks.
He specifically allowed soldiers to replenish and use some supplies as needed when going out on missions, but also clearly stipulated that when they returned to camp after completing their missions, all remaining low-grade supplies must be handed over.
This ensures that soldiers have sufficient supplies to cope with emergencies at critical moments, and also ensures that the camp can effectively manage and rationally allocate resources.
Moreover, Chen Feng was extremely generous to the mid-level rank experts who had always followed him.
He knew that these powerful individuals also needed to constantly cultivate to improve their strength while traveling, which would inevitably consume a certain amount of resources.
Therefore, Chen Feng generously distributed valuable resources to everyone as recognition and reward for their hard work and outstanding abilities.
This action not only motivates the top performers to work harder for the team, but also further enhances the team's cohesion and fighting spirit.
It can be said that Chen Feng's handling of the werewolf supplies was thorough, weighing the pros and cons, and fully demonstrating his outstanding leadership and wisdom.
The attack and departure took only half an hour, after which the werewolf camp was engulfed in flames.
The raging fire raged like a demon, devouring everything in its path. Thick black smoke billowed into the sky, threatening to turn the entire heavens black.
The flames leaped and crackled, as if mocking the werewolf's incompetence.
The tents and houses in the camp were instantly set ablaze, and the fire spread rapidly, forming a huge wall of fire.
When the other werewolf camps nearby discovered this scene, they watched in horror, their hearts filled with fear and anger.
When scouts from other werewolf camps came to investigate, they found only a chaotic camp and werewolf corpses scattered everywhere.
The corpses lay scattered on the ground, some charred, some chopped in half, their blood staining the earth and emitting a pungent, bloody stench.
The scene was horrific, like a living hell.
Immediately, the surrounding werewolf forces dispatched numerous scout squads to search for human forces over a wide area.
Their footsteps echoed through the wilderness like a death knell.
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