The wicked female is extremely fierce, but she's pampered by her seven beast husbands.

Chapter 132 Three Lines of Defense
Deep in the dense forest, Ling Chengen beheaded the beast that suddenly appeared behind him with a backhand slash. He glanced at the beast horde that was being cleared of the beasts that were rushing towards the tribe, and his brows furrowed deeply.

There were fewer of these monstrous beasts than she had anticipated.

The beasts around her all fell down, and her gaze swept across the dark forest before quickly locking onto Su Weihua's location.

Compared to the effortless Ling Chengen, Su Weihua seemed somewhat powerless against the swarming beasts.

But he was experienced and only suffered a few superficial wounds. He steadily held off four level six or seven inferior beasts, preventing them from breaking through the defensive line.

Ling Chengen suddenly appeared behind a two-headed lion, his bone blade imbued with powerful spiritual energy, and severed one of its heads.

But the two-headed lion beast did not fall; instead, it immediately turned around and pounced on her fiercely.

Just as Ling Chengen was about to revert to her beast form and kick the inferior beast away, a thin metal plate appeared out of nowhere, entering directly from the beast's right abdomen and exiting from its left chest, bringing out a crystal-clear heart stone that landed with a thud at her feet.

Ling Chengen looked thoughtfully at Su Weihua, but he had already looked away. He took a few steps back in an orderly manner, grabbed the hind leg of a three-tailed leopard cat with his bare hands, and threw the leopard cat back to the center of the battlefield.

“You hold him back, I’ll take the kill.” Once Ling Chengen understood his strategy, he realized his current weakness.

His abilities are currently sufficient, but metal-based abilities cannot be created out of thin air.

Metal-type warriors need to carry metal or metal ore with them in order to mobilize and use it to launch attacks.

Su Weihua's combat awareness and movement skills are no less than hers, but she doesn't have a suitable weapon and doesn't have many metals that she can manipulate.

He currently only has a black scythe.

However, the forged black scythe was used for harvesting wheat and was not repeatedly forged and hammered like a weapon. It was not hard enough or sharp enough. With one strike, it could not even break through the defense of a high-level inferior beast.

Su Weihua could be reforged using her special abilities, but there wasn't enough time.

Without much hesitation, Su Weihua began to distribute the strange beasts she was holding after Ling Chengen spoke.

But she only gets one at a time, to ensure she won't be surrounded by monsters.

Ling Chengen is a formidable fighter, like an unstoppable sharp blade.

Wherever they went, corpses flew and blood splattered everywhere.

Su Weihua didn't know much about her superpowers, but she wasn't completely ignorant either. Her mental superpowers were clearly intangible, so there was no way to block for her or take the main damage.

Once Ling Chengen is injured, his attack power will be greatly reduced.

When fighting alongside her, the most basic requirement is to ensure her safety.

With this wave of inferior beasts completely eliminated, Ling Chengen sat on a reclining maple tree to rest for a while, holding a bone blade in his right hand and flicking the blood droplets off it, his face showing undisguised disgust.

Although it wasn't the first time I'd encountered such ferocious beasts, it was the first time I'd encountered so many, and the crucial point was that I couldn't retreat.

Because if they retreat, these inferior beasts will rush into the tribe and harm even more weak orcs.

"Bai Qingyu hasn't returned yet? What did you discuss? He just ran off like that?"

Ling Chengen turned his head to look at his feet. Su Weihua's face was slightly pale. She was sitting on the ground, leaning against the tree trunk and panting.

“He is not alone.” Su Weihua turned her head to look at Ling Chengen, whose eyes were lowered. Her gaze fell on her smooth calves. On those fair and slender calves, there was a very conspicuous bloody wound. Blood beads seeped from the wound and slowly slid down to the back of her foot.

The line of blood was somewhat glaring, but he only glanced at it before quickly looking away. He explained, "We also suddenly realized that the frequency of small beast tides has been lower than in previous years since the beginning of spring this year. We only suspected that there would be a large beast tide, but since we didn't have any concrete evidence, he left first to investigate the situation in the north."

“He should be accompanied by warriors from the Hanshan tribe; he won’t be alone.”

"He is experienced in this area, so nothing bad should happen."

Whether it's scouting the north or confronting inferior beasts, any orc with common sense would not travel alone unless they absolutely cannot find a partner.

Ling Chengen didn't respond. She wasn't familiar with the patterns of the beast tide, and the more she said, the more mistakes she would make. She should just listen to Su Weihua's analysis.

"How many more waves of inferior beasts do you think will attack?"

Su Weihua looked up at her, raised her hand to wipe away the bloodstains on her chin, and pursed her lips tightly.

"Today should only be a small-scale beast tide impact, so the number of inferior beasts is not large. Generally speaking, the peak of the beast tide will officially arrive three days after inferior beasts appear in groups, but this calculation is not absolute. It could also be the fourth or fifth day, depending on the scale of the beast tide."

"Small beast tides peak on the third day, medium beast tides on the fourth or fifth day, and large beast tides..."

Su Weihua's voice stopped abruptly. Ling Chengen looked down at his torn shoulder, shook his injured leg, and asked, "What happened to the large beast tide?"

"Large-scale beast tides usually last for ten to fifteen days. Apart from the initial wave in the first three days, many high-level inferior beasts will appear later. Once they appear, it will almost certainly result in rivers of blood. Even in the sanctuary, there will definitely be considerable casualties."

Su Weihua: "A large-scale beast tide just occurred last year. Logically speaking, it hasn't even been a year, so a second one shouldn't happen."

Ling Chengen turned to look north: "If this is the case, the northern tribes should be the first to be hit, and their casualties will be the greatest."

Su Weihua nodded and said, "That's true. The north has the smallest population and is the first line of defense against the beast tide in the Northern Beast Plains. Most beastmen prefer to stay in the south, where there are many large tribes. This is mainly because the south is safer and has more resources. Only beastmen who have offended those forces in the south, who are like duckweed with no background, will choose to migrate north in order to survive."

"When the beast tide reaches the central region, most of it will be wiped out. By the time it reaches the south, its scale has become much smaller. Therefore, the south suffers the least loss in each beast tide."

Ling Chengen swung his toes, lowered his eyes, and murmured, "It shouldn't be like this."

Su Weihua turned her head to look at her profile, puzzled as to why she would say that.

He untied the animal skin bag from his waist, grabbed her swaying ankle, and scooped some hemostatic powder from the bag onto the wound on her calf.

Ling Chengen's expression froze for a moment. He stared at him intently, his toes curling slightly, and his leg swaying as he tried to break free from his grasp.

"I only have a minor injury on my leg. You should take care of your own wounds first," she said sternly with a tense expression.

Su Weihua lowered her head and remained silent. Only after sprinkling the hemostatic powder on her shoulder did she begin to treat the wound.

"You really don't talk much. No wonder Chongzhen called you a saw-off gourd."

Ling Chengen tilted his head, finding him rather incomprehensible. This man was too taciturn; he only became more talkative when discussing battles, otherwise he would remain silent whenever possible.

Seeing that he had finished treating the wound, Ling Chengen took out a bamboo tube from his spatial storage and handed it to him: "Want some?"

People usually feel thirsty after losing blood.

Su Weihua reached out and took it, unscrewed the cap, tilted her head back and took a swig, her expression somewhat strange.

Ling Chengen smiled slightly and said, "I added honey and a little salt to it, so it can replenish your energy."

Su Weihua withdrew her questioning gaze, nodded, drank all the water in the bamboo tube, and then returned the container to her.

Ling Chengen jumped down from the tree trunk and sat down next to him. Looking at the soldiers resting in twos and threes around them, he placed the bone blade in his hand on his left side for easy access.

"What weapon do you use best?" Cheng En asked. Su Weihua glanced at the beast bone blade beside her: "I don't use short blades well."

"That's a long-handled sword?"

Ling Chengen was a little surprised. She had been in the Beast World for quite some time, but this was the first time she had ever heard of someone using a long-handled knife.

Su Weihua nodded: "My most frequently used weapon has been destroyed. I didn't bring back the spares, including a spear and a fork. If you know how to use them, I'll retrieve them for you when I have time."

Ling Chengen chuckled, "You're quite good at sweet-talking people."

Su Weihua's expression was cold and serious as he said, "I'm not kidding you, I'm serious."

"No need, I'm used to using bone blades."

Ling Chengen waved his hand and looked at the wood-type warrior who was walking over. The warrior cast a healing spell on Su Weihua's shoulder and arm, and the wound that had stopped bleeding healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The young wood-element warrior glanced at Ling Chengen's leg injury and was about to cast a healing spell when Ling Chengen stopped him, saying, "My superficial injury isn't serious. Save your abilities for people with more serious injuries."

"You should get some sleep; it's still early before dawn."

After the wood-element warrior left, Su Weihua turned her head to look at Ling Chengen, who was leaning against the tree trunk, and said in a low voice.

Ling Chengen closed his eyes, and his breathing quickly became steady.

Su Weihua breathed a sigh of relief, loosened her grip on her right hand, looked up at the somewhat bleak stars in the sky, and finally couldn't help but let her gaze fall on the face of the person beside her.

Her facial skin was very delicate, with no visible pores. Her eyebrows and eyes were all in rich color, and her lips were beautifully shaped with a slight cupid's bow on her upper lip. Because she had just drunk water, a faint sheen of moisture could be seen on her pink lips.

After staring at her for a long time, he noticed a very small, bright red mole on the right side of her neck, like a drop of blood oozing from a needle prick, hidden in the shadows of her neck.

Su Weihua's eyes flickered slightly. She tilted her head back against the wood and slowly closed her eyes.

In a half-asleep, half-awake state, I suddenly felt a weight on my shoulder.

He woke up with a start, but his body remained motionless. He sluggishly turned his head to look at the head resting on his shoulder. Soft, long hair fell on his shoulder and arm, like foxtail grass brushing against his skin, bringing an indescribable itch.

Su Weihua's body stiffened, and he was at a loss for a moment. He stared at the tip of her nose for a long time until he noticed the change in the air. He suddenly looked up at the night sky.

A blue crane landed on the open ground and immediately locked onto Ling Chengen beside him.

After Qinghe returned to human form, he walked over quietly. Just as Su Weihua was about to say something, the person leaning on his shoulder straightened up, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and yawned.

"Mmm—"

Bai Qingyu, with a joyful expression, quickly walked to her and squatted down. Looking down at the bloodstains on her legs, his brows suddenly furrowed.

Ling Chengen's leg was grasped by a warm, large hand again. Her expression froze for a moment, and she tried to pull her leg back, but Bai Qingyu held it tightly.

"Don't move." Bai Qingyu used his supernatural ability to remove the dirt and bloodstains from her leg. He confirmed that the wound on her leg was only three centimeters long and not particularly deep. After sprinkling on the medicine powder, the wound looked a bit dirty, but there was no major problem. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"I already said it's not serious. Why don't you go and check on the situation?"

Ling Chengen tried to stand up from the ground, but Bai Qingyu grabbed her waist and lifted her up, placing her on the horizontal tree trunk.

"There will be more beast tides later, but the number is not very large at the moment. They are mainly inferior beasts below level five. There are not many level six to eight beasts. We have not seen any inferior beasts above level eight yet."

Bai Qingyu sat down beside her, took the bamboo tube she handed him, and explained the situation in one breath before starting to hydrate.

"This shouldn't be a large-scale beast tide; the initial estimate is medium-sized."

Ling Chengen frowned and said, "A medium-sized beast tide is also troublesome. The wheat harvest is just around the corner, and if a beast tide surges like this... it will make harvesting difficult."

Bai Qingyu was helpless; the beast tide was beyond human control, and they all climbed up from below the Lock Abyss.

But no one has ever figured out what's really going on below the Locked Abyss; anyone who enters it is guaranteed to die.

"The shelter in the Stone Forest should be sufficient to cope with this beast tide, but it can be reinforced before the peak of the tide arrives."

Bai Qingyu looked at Ling Chengen sitting on the tree trunk: "Do you have any other plans?"

Ling Chengen glanced at the clansmen who were resting, casually broke off a tree branch, jumped to the ground, and drew a few lines on the ground.

"The current loose defense is definitely not going to work. If there are too many inferior beasts, the defense line will be breached instantly, and they will easily be isolated, causing incalculable casualties."

"Change to three lines of defense and reassign teams according to ability level and type."

"The first line of defense is staffed with soldiers of level eight or above, the second line of defense with soldiers of level five or above, and the rest are stationed on the third line of defense."

From the moment Ling Chengen arrived to participate in the battle, he discovered the current problems in the defense of the Stone Forest.

There is currently only one defensive line, but it is not neatly arranged, and the soldiers are relatively loosely distributed.

Although there are fixed teams, the combinations of superpowers are rather chaotic, and it mainly depends on the familiarity between the warriors.

Wood-type ability users are especially rare. Many ability warriors, after being injured, are unable to stop the bleeding in time, which greatly reduces their mobility. They are quickly torn to pieces by the beasts.

"Go to the shelter and call Yu Shaochen and the others over."

Su Weihua's expression was subtle, and he hesitated before saying, "Yu Shaochen's agility is too poor. Once the beasts have their eyes on him, he can't escape."

The implication is quite clear.

Bringing them along would only be a hindrance.

Ling Chengen showed no favoritism and said seriously, "He is at least a level four wood elementalist, so why can't he come to this side of the defense line?"

“There are level three ability users everywhere here, and there are also level four wood-type users. If he keeps hiding in the back, he will never master combat awareness in his life, let alone become a true warrior.”

Su Weihua was stunned for a few seconds upon hearing this. She turned to look at Bai Qingyu, who was also surprised. The two exchanged a glance and did not refute Ling Chengen's words.

"Three lines of defense. The first line of defense must stop inferior beasts of level seven and above. The second line of defense is mainly to kill beasts of level four and above. The rest will be handled by the third line of defense."

Bai Qingyu whispered a reminder: "But the number of inferior beasts below level four is actually the largest. If the third line of defense is not cleared in time, the inferior beasts will cross the line and rush to the rear."

"The tribe still has quite a few warriors without superpowers, numbering over five hundred. This is enough to clear out these stragglers."

"They are essentially the fourth line of defense."

When facing beasts with superpowers, it's impossible to have warriors without superpowers directly stand in front.

"I have no objection."

Bai Qingyu waved his hand behind him, and someone immediately went to the shelter to deliver the message.