The convoy began to panic from front to back, and voices were heard from the front to the back, "Everyone on alert, everyone on alert."
"Archers, be on guard. Archers, be on guard. Archers, be on guard.
"It's a ghost wolfhound. They live in packs. I killed one and one ran away. There should be more."
Voices were transmitted from the front to the back. All the guards and escorts became nervous. They jumped under the carriage and looked nervously at the forests on both sides. The archers jumped onto the carriage and looked around.
At this moment, Dole sensed something vigilantly, and his gaze suddenly moved from the front to the woods next to him.
He suddenly shouted, "Be alert, in the woods next to us."
As he shouted, three gray-black figures suddenly jumped out from the shadows at the edge of the woods. Once they came into the sunlight, their figures could no longer be hidden. They were three gray wolfhounds. They opened their big mouths, stretched out their sharp claws, and pounced on the alert guards.
A second level ghost wolfhound, extremely fast.
Two guards were knocked down instantly. One of them was the captain of the guards, who also had the strength of level two. After Dolai's reminder, he instantly sensed the danger. In a flash, he swung his broadsword from bottom to top, following his feeling. His wild fighting spirit extended to the broadsword, forming a fighting spirit blade.
Clang! The broadsword made a slight hum, and then the captain of the guard saw the two claws of the ghost wolfhound just grabbing the broadsword, and at the same time there was a surging force.
He was immediately knocked out.
The scene suddenly became chaotic, and the archers around also reacted. Dark or faint lights quickly shot towards the ghost wolfhounds. However, these ghost wolfhounds were extremely fast, jumping back and forth in the convoy, and the archers could not catch them for a while.
When Dolai saw this, he felt deeply powerless. The Phantom Wolfhound was a level two one, and his fireball could probably only burn the dog's hair. The Phantom Wolfhound was a speed-type monster, and strength was not its strong point, but the power it carried when it pounced was still very strong, and it had no fighting spirit, so it was difficult to break through its defense if it was occasionally shot by one or two archers.
The phantom wolfhound rushed into the camp and quickly bit several guards.
The people on both sides of the convoy quickly came to support at this time. Several second-level guards drew their weapons and pounced on the ghost wolfhound.
The battlefield quickly became chaotic, the convoy was completely dispersed, a large number of carriages were affected, and the camels were startled and ran in panic in all directions.
Dole watched carefully.
Warcraft are very different from ordinary wild beasts. Like humans, they also possess powerful extraordinary powers, strong defense, and fast speed. Ordinary people can't keep up with their speed at all. The bows and arrows of ordinary hunters can at most penetrate their fur and leave a small wound on their body. Only masters above level two can leave a cut on the opponent.
The man who was knocked down at the beginning was an example. He was chasing a ghost wolfhound, wielding a greatsword in one hand, attacking but not defending. There were several cracks on his armor. He was wearing light armor, but he could still keep up with the speed of the ghost wolfhound. If he was wearing heavy armor, he might not even be able to catch up.
"The armor is still very powerful."
There was also a commotion on the carriage on Dolai's side. Those who were not strong enough on the surrounding areas fled to the front and rear, while those with similar strength began to surround the middle. Everyone was in chaos, with all kinds of shouts and commands coming from all directions, surrounding and suppressing the three phantom wolfhounds.
At this time, he had been forced to get off the carriage and stand on the roadside with Bal, observing the direction of the battlefield.
At this moment, there was another loud shout from far ahead of the convoy. Dolai felt the strong fluctuation of fighting spirit again, followed by a violent dog barking and fluctuations of fire magic and wind magic. It looked like a wizard had taken action.
I don’t know what happened in the front, but there was a fierce fight in the middle section of the convoy.
At this chaotic moment, several figures from the convoy in front sneaked up from behind the carriage. They crouched down, held their breath, and even deliberately subdued the sound of their footsteps.
Dolai was stunned. He saw Ryan, a third-level swordsman, in the crowd. He was holding a greatsword in his hand and approaching cautiously.
He quickly led his troops to the middle section and approached the battlefield.
Looking at the convoy in disarray, Ryan felt neither sad nor happy. Over the years, he had experienced such things countless times. Separation from life and death no longer caused any ripples in his heart.
He led his men to sneak over quietly, and the ghost wolfhound didn't notice at all.
He observed the battlefield, checked the number of ghost wolfhounds, and after making up his mind, he gently swung the broadsword in his hand and gestured to the back.
action.
He paused, and his fighting spirit suddenly burst out, covering his entire body. Like a stream of light, he crashed into one of the ghost wolfhounds. The giant sword in his hand was also covered with fighting spirit. It just flashed, and instantly crossed a distance of more than ten meters and stood next to a ghost wolfhound.
With a flash of sword light, the ghost wolfhound was split into two halves, and its body fell to the ground and twitched continuously.
He moved and rushed towards another ghost wolfhound.
The swordsmen who came with him were equally fast and quickly rushed into the battle circle to provide support.
Soon, those ghost wolfhounds were killed completely.
Dolai took it all in, and was startled. The speed of a level three swordsman was a bit exaggerated. If he was his enemy, he would not even have the strength to resist once he pounced in front of him.
A level three warrior can form a fighting spirit armor, which comprehensively enhances the warrior's abilities, greatly improving defense, strength, and speed. Only warriors above level three can formally threaten the mage.
The warrior is indeed the king of melee combat.
After killing these ghost wolfhounds, the surrounding ghost wolfhounds saw that the situation was not good and quickly fled into the forest and disappeared.
The team leaders began to quickly gather the carriages, collect the scattered supplies, and repair the damaged carriages.
At the back of the convoy, there are several carriages that are specially used to pull various replacement parts, and there is no fear of the carriages being damaged.
After Ryan gave the instructions, he left without stopping, and even glanced at Dolai as he left.
Dole shrugged at him and said nothing.
His current value does not lie in fighting. Even if he fights, he cannot fight against enemies of higher levels.
It was unknown when the battle in front stopped, but Dolai was soon found by the carriage driver and asked to return to the carriage.
Halfway up the mountain, they wasted half a day. Several carriages were completely damaged, several horses died tragically in the battle, and several people also died. It can be said that this battle resulted in heavy losses.
However, the corpses of several level 2 ghost wolfhounds are enough to make up for all of this. Their fur, meat, and even magic cores are all useful.
Magic cores are the main material for enchanting armor and weapons and are very useful. A magic core above level 2 is worth hundreds of gold coins and is very valuable.
While Dolai was thinking about these questions, Peng Ke came from a distance on horseback, came to the front of the carriage, and shouted, "Wizard Lin Rui, Wizard Lin Rui?"
Dole stuck his head out from behind the curtain. "What's the matter?"
Peng Ke said in a deep voice, "Butler Kalai wants to see you. Please follow me."
Dolai jumped out of the carriage, then jumped lightly and landed behind Peng Ke.
Although he had never ridden a horse, he had seen others ride one, so he just needed to grab Peng Ke's shoulders.
The man and the horse galloped away quickly.
The ride is indeed bumpy, especially on uphill roads, and the comfort is not high at all.