Chapter 39: Chu Zhongzhong's Counterattack
A large number of gnolls staggered through the wooden houses and stone houses and came to the stone temple in the center of the tribe.
The distance was too far, the plane was dark, the light in front of the stone hall was not sufficient, and most importantly, there seemed to be a layer of fog covering the area around the stone hall. Li Qing could not see clearly what some of the shadows around the stone hall were.
I don’t know if it’s a guard of the stone temple or a statue.
Anyway, these dog-headed men never appeared again after entering the stone hall. Instead, the palpitations coming from the direction of the stone hall became more and more intense. At the same time, the fog in the direction of the stone hall began to slowly turn gray.
Li Qing did nothing, even stopping the long-range suppression.
He simply took the opportunity to open the door to the divine realm, took in all the wounded soldiers and the bodies of the dead soldiers, and put the two heavy stone pillars with a diameter of ten meters and a height of twenty meters in the divine realm into the space in his palm.
After coming out of the divine realm, he took one of them out and placed it in front of the arrow tower, and transferred all the infantry and ranged troops to the top of the stone pillar.
According to the guidance of my mentor, when faced with a situation that I have never seen before and do not know, and in which I sense something is not good, I should prepare for the worst first and wait and see what happens. Never rush into it headfirst, as doing so will most likely result in a loss.
Unless you have overwhelming strength, stay steady.
At the same time, an army was marching quickly in the jungle about one kilometer away from the werewolf tribe.
Chu Zhongzhong looked up into the distance and said with a happy smile:
"Li Qing certainly didn't expect that I would come back to attack. This time I want to disintegrate his military force and eliminate his manpower. I want to see what he can use to fight us in half a month."
The Stalker Hero Wang Qiyong smiled and echoed:
"After destroying his army, we will capture this gnoll tribe. The benefits we gain will definitely make us even stronger. By then, we will at least be able to rank among the top three."
Chu Zhong nodded and said:
"At least in the top three. If there are good things in the condensed treasure chest, maybe we can go one step further and fight for the second place, or even the first place!"
Chu Zhongzhong did not hide his ambitions and said in a deep voice:
"The first place winner of each mentor's year-end summary will be eligible to participate in the first-year camp of the joint training camp jointly organized by multiple realm masters under the Supreme Order Throne one year later. If you can get good results in the joint training camp, you will receive a lot of rewards that ordinary war lords will envy."
"Rankings and the like are not something I can covet. I just want to be on the list of heroes!"
Wang Qiyong laughed and said:
"Boss, your bloodline is the mammoth, which is the top-notch combat bloodline among the middle-level bloodlines. As long as you can awaken it before the final exam, no one under the name of Instructor Nie Yang can compete with you."
Chu Zhongzhong smiled slightly and did not refute.
As time passed, after about ten minutes, the gray fog in the direction of the stone tower became thick enough and suddenly shrank into the stone hall. Then Li Qing sensed a strong evil aura emerging.
"This is?"
Li Qing suddenly felt something was wrong.
This feeling gave him a warning, and he gave the order without hesitation:
"We can't fight anymore, prepare to retreat!"
This thing didn't pose any real threat, but it gave him a very bad feeling.
A werewolf hero has already tied down the two strongest forces under his command. If there is anything unpredictable , once the losses are too great, it will seriously affect his growth rate.
He has too little capital now to afford trial and error.
The troops quickly descended the ladder inside the stone pillar and then retreated under the command of An Yi Qiu.
Halfway through the retreat, he suddenly heard a low roar coming from the direction of the Gnoll Tribe. Li Qing quickly turned around and saw a gray light rising from the direction of the central stone hall of the Gnoll Tribe.
Immediately afterwards, a tall figure walked out of the stone hall.
The distance was too far to see the appearance clearly, but I could sense the strong smell of death.
"Undead?"
Soon, a second equally tall figure came out, followed by the third.
"grass!"
Li Qing instantly understood what it was.
If I'm not mistaken, they are the dead werewolf warriors of all generations. Their bodies are preserved in the stone temple using secret methods and can be forcibly awakened to fight through necromancy.
Although this thing is dead, its combat effectiveness will be temporarily restored after a large amount of blood and flesh sacrifice. In a short period of time, its combat effectiveness will not be inferior to that of the werewolf leader just now.
"Hurry up!"
After a hurried retreat, when everyone had evacuated from the stone pillar, Li Qing quickly opened the space in his palm and put the stone pillar away again, and retreated under the protection of Long Shou.
Fortunately, the thing had just woken up, and Li Qing reacted quickly. After dealing with the first few tall figures that came out, he began to leave the stone hall and rush towards the city gate.
The troops quickly left the werewolf tribe and ran towards the camp not far away.
Just as I rushed into the jungle, I heard a loud shout from the front:
"who!"
"There are enemies."
Li Qing immediately stretched out his hand and pointed, and a ball of light flew out and floated forward.
Under the illumination of the light magic, he saw an army almost twice his size rushing out of the jungle ahead. In the middle, a group of infantrymen surrounded a familiar figure. It was Chu Zhongzhong who had withdrawn earlier.
He folded his arms with a proud look on his face:
"What a coincidence, we meet again."
Li Qing did not answer at all. He hesitated for less than two seconds before making a decision and ordered loudly:
"Long Shou, you lead the second and third infantry squads to intercept them, and the other troops continue to retreat to the camp."
Then he whispered in Long Shou's ear:
"Save your life first, retreat after 30 seconds!"
Long Shou took the order without hesitation, drew his sword from behind, and strode towards Chu Zhongzhong.
"The second and third infantry squads, follow me!"
Chu Zhongzhong was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud:
"You all saw it. It was Li Qing who attacked first. I was just defending myself."
The next second he quickly drew his sword and thrust forward:
"The first infantry squadron advances, the long-range squadron assists in suppression, and the cavalry squadron makes a flanking move."
Li Qing ignored the battle behind and led the remaining troops to rush quickly towards the camp not far away.
Wang Qiyong asked Chu Zhongzhong in a low voice:
"Boss, do you want to intercept?"
Chu Zhong shook his head:
"No rush, take out these two squads of infantry first, and then we can slowly attack them later."
Fortunately, the camp was not far from the jackal camp. Half a minute later, the outline of the camp was visible in the darkness. An Yi Qiu, who was running in the front, shouted from afar:
"Open the gate!"
The civilians guarding the camp saw them with the help of the firelight and quickly shouted to the gatekeeper below:
"Open the door quickly, the lord is back."
With a dull sound of the door opening, the team quickly rushed into the city gate.
“Close the door!”
"Where are the brothers behind?"
"The door is half-open, leaving only a crack!"
At this time, Li Qing entered the camp, exhaled lightly, and immediately gave the order:
"Everyone go up to the city wall and prepare for battle."
He was the first to climb up the city wall and saw that the battle in the distance was coming to an end and Chu Zhong's large army was chasing after a group of remnants.
A team consists of ten people, and two teams have twenty people, but only about half of them are left in a short while.
The reason so many of them survived was that most of his infantry were elite, had better physical fitness and could run faster.
"Prepare for long-range cover and suppression!"
Dozens of arrows were thrown into the enemy camp, and there were crisp few muffled groans and screams.
Chu Zhong's long-range troops immediately retaliated with another rain of arrows, and two of the ten figures fell.
A few seconds later, when the infantrymen rushed to the city gate, a second wave of arrows rained down, and two more people fell.
In the end, only six infantrymen escaped into the city. With a muffled thud, the thick wooden door slammed shut.
Seeing this, Chu Zhong loudly ordered his subordinates to stop the attack.
“Stop!”
The vanguard stopped one arrow away from the city wall. Seeing this, Li Qing ordered his men to stop the attack.
Chu Zhongzhong, surrounded by several elite third-level infantrymen wearing scale armor, separated from his men and walked out, shouting loudly at the city wall:
"I wonder if you had thought that this day would come a few days ago?"
Li Qing did not answer him, but looked up at the gnoll tribe, with a strange smile on his face that made Chu Zhongzhong feel uneasy:
"I really didn't expect you to be so patient and last this long. I admit it."
"But before you taunt me, you'd better make sure you really won."
Just as he finished speaking, a low growl that did not sound like a human voice suddenly came from the direction of the werewolf tribe.
The roar was not loud, but it contained a heart-pounding deterrent force.
Chu Zhongzhong's expression changed slightly, and he immediately ordered:
"All troops retreat fifty steps, the second infantry squadron prepares to engage, the long-range squadron turns around, the first squadron leaves squads one and two to continue to maintain a defensive posture, and squads three and four are on standby."
After giving the order in one breath, he looked at Li Qing and asked with a little hesitation:
"Did you know I would come back?"
Li Qing shook his head and said:
"Although I really want to kill you, the fact is that I didn't expect you to be so patient and come back to kill me."
"It's just that I was a little bit lucky. You came just when I was retreating, and I retreated before you could intercept me."
At this point, Li Qing really wiped the sweat off his face because he had narrowly escaped a disaster.
It's not that he didn't think that Chu Zhong was faking his evacuation, but he had a space in his palm to store the arrow towers and various fortifications on the city walls. He thought that if he was really attacked by Chu Zhong, he could just hide in the arrow towers and on the high walls, and neither the jackals nor Chu Zhong would be able to do anything to him.
But he didn't expect that this werewolf tribe actually had such a thing.
Judging from the strength of the aura those guys were emitting and the height they jumped from, it was unlikely that they could jump up directly.
But if there are enough third-level creatures with non-ordinary templates like the werewolf leader Larson, and if there is a powerful werewolf necromancer behind the stone temple, this stone pillar will not be so safe.
The wizard's methods are unpredictable. Even a third-level wizard can destroy his stone tower.
Fortunately, he was lucky and decisive, so he narrowly escaped the disaster.
He escaped, but Chu Zhongzhong was in trouble when he ran head-on into a group of werewolf death warriors.
Chu Zhong didn't have time to continue asking questions. The infantrymen who were in position had already seen a tall figure rushing towards them quickly, with several other figures rushing towards them quickly behind him.
At the same time, a second-level wizard hero accompanying the army had cast the light spell, and a ball of light rose and floated forward, where dense blood-colored magic patterns and corpse spots and pus bubbles could be seen on the bodies of the tall figures.
"Fuck, it's the undead!"
At the same time, the gate of the Gnoll tribe not far away had been opened, and a large number of Gnolls were driving the Gnolls towards this side.
Chu Zhong quickly calculated the number of these jackals and compared it with his own strength, and felt that he could fight.
But the prerequisite is that Li Qing does not get involved.
but……
I just killed a dozen of Li Qing's men...
Chu Zhongren was numb.
He looked up at the city wall and saw Li Qing looking at him with a smile on his face.
He opened his mouth to speak, but Li Qing stopped him with his hand:
"Don't say anything. It's useless to say anything. When you two start fighting, I will definitely stab you when you are in the most danger. Otherwise, I will be sorry for my dead subordinates."
Chu Zhongzhong was stunned.
But he didn't stay there for long, because there was no time, the fastest werewolf undead had already rushed in front of him.
With the speed of this werewolf undead, there was no way he could get rid of it.
If there was only one, it would be fine, but there were several more behind him. Plus the gnolls and kobolds following him, as well as Li Qing who was eyeing him covetously, he had no way of escaping.
The Gnoll Undead are transformed from dead Gnoll leaders. Although they lose their heroic templates upon their deaths, they are still terrifying templates above the elites, second only to the lord template, and are extremely powerful.
Although he was not equipped with weapons, his arms did not seem to be his original ones. Instead, they were the claws of other ferocious beasts that were attached through undead suture surgery. The sharp claws, which were more than ten centimeters long, slashed down and directly pierced through the thick wooden shields of the front-line infantry.
With a twist and a force, the wooden shield that had been chiseled through broke apart.
But before it could make a move to harvest the prey, it was dragged behind and other infantrymen squeezed over and continued to hold their shields horizontally to block subsequent attacks.
At the same time, seven or eight long swords chopped down, and three or four long swords stabbed through the gaps between people. Immediately, more than a dozen wounds of varying sizes appeared on the body of the werewolf undead warrior. Many pus bubbles were cut, and dark green corpse fluid flew out. A disgusting stench hit the face.
Several infantrymen who were close to the corpse water and were contaminated by it immediately felt extremely nauseous and a little dizzy.
Chu Zhongzhong was quick to notice this and shouted:
"Corpse water is poisonous, be careful not to get too much on yourself."
"The spearmen stepped forward, ready to hold the undead apart."
At this time, the second werewolf undead had rushed forward with a rain of arrows, and several infantrymen formed a formation to meet it.
They felt nothing as the arrows pierced their bodies, and even when one of them pierced between their eyebrows, it did not affect their movements.
This is not an ordinary zombie. It should be more like a spliced undead puppet. The fatal injuries of ordinary zombies can no longer affect them.
Undead gnolls rushed over one after another. The front-row infantry stepped forward to resist. The spearmen stabbed hard into the bodies of the undead gnolls along the front of the infantry. The corpse fluid flew, but it was still not fatal.
Some warriors swung their swords and tried to cut off the arms of these undead gnolls, but although the skin of these undead gnolls was not hard, the flesh inside was extremely tight and tough after being processed by undead magic.
The infantrymen's sharp swords chopped down, cutting into the flesh an inch or two and then unable to move forward an inch.
The sharp point of the spear can penetrate deeper, but it is not a fatal wound.
Chu Zhong frowned and observed for a while, then asked the man in robes and holding a staff behind him:
“Is there any way to solve this problem?”
