The slanting sun cast its glow over the valley, which was awash with scarlet. The bone horns blared urgently, the war drums thundered, and the bloody slaughter continued unabated. The battle, along with the waning of lives, gradually reached its climax.
The vanguard barbarians fervently thrust at their enemies, completely indifferent to their own life and death. The four hundred Canine Descendants managed to resist only for a quarter of an hour before the barbarians slaughtered them all. And at close range, the hunters shot down a large number of the barbarian soldiers. Corpses piled up on the slope, even directly stacking up to the height of the palisade wall. The subsequent wave of barbarians simply charged over the bodies, engaging in a fierce melee with a new batch of Canine Warriors!
Black Wolf, with a somber face and furrowed brows, shot arrow after arrow, killing the enemies on the palisade wall.
