Knight Lords: Infinite Simulation and the Path of Light

Chapter 39 Bloodbath (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Wells returned to his camp with a heavy heart. This sudden turn of events had caught him off guard, and he didn't know how many of his squad members would be alive after the night.

By this time, Haven and Paimon, who had successfully escaped into the camp, had recovered and went to greet Wells when he returned.
"How's it going, Uncle Wells? What's the situation outside?"

Wells looked at everyone, shook his head, and then said...

"Everyone come over here!"

As the men from the camp gathered nearby, Wells spoke slowly.
"I believe everyone has seen some of the situation outside through the camp's defenses."

Yes, we are now surrounded by wolves. Although they haven't attacked yet, everyone should be prepared; tonight will be a bloody battle.

After speaking, Wellston paused, glanced at his teammates, and seeing no significant fear on their faces, continued.
"According to the sentry's rough estimate, there are no fewer than five hundred ordinary wild wolves, and the worse news is that there are also about eighty wind wolves, as well as a mid-level magical beast, Death Howl."

Our camp is currently set up using trucks. I've just finished communicating with Mr. Dida, the head of the Chamber of Commerce, and the leaders of the other two mercenary groups. We will be responsible for the defense of the northern part of the camp, which is where our headquarters are located.

"Once the fighting starts, I won't be able to stay with you. I need to join the other two commanders in defending against the Death Howl's attack. Therefore, you will be following Captain Bucky's orders in the camp."

After Wells finished speaking, he looked intently at everyone, as if trying to memorize their faces. Years of experience told him that after this night, he might say goodbye to many people forever.

"Cheer up, put on your gear, and fight with all your might. I hope to see you all again when it's dawn."

After Wells finished speaking, with Bucky's help, he put on his armor, picked up a one-handed shield mixed with black iron and a one-handed short sword, and headed towards the defensive line where Death Howl was located.

As everyone watched their leader's departing figure, the atmosphere became unusually somber. Finally, under Bucky's urging, they quickly began to arm themselves.

Will, do you think we'll be alright?

Pain, pale with anger, turned to his best friend and asked, "What's wrong?" Havel, using the firelight to assess Pain's condition, reached into his pouch, and the ring on his index finger glowed slightly as a vial of potion appeared in his palm.
"Okay, you should drink this first, so I don't have to take care of you later."

Paimon looked at the small brown bottle in his hand and asked, puzzled.

"what is this?"

"Drink the calendula potion. You've overexerted yourself too much. I'm afraid you won't be able to last long in the fight."

After listening to Haven's explanation, Paimon raised his head and drank the medicine in the small bottle in one gulp, then showed a pained expression.
"Ugh, it's so bitter! What is this? It's so incredibly bitter!"

Watching Paimon devour the ginseng fruit like Pigsy from Journey to the West, Haven couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
"Paimon, you don't actually need to drink the whole thing; one sip is enough."

However, the potion concocted by Solis was indeed potent; Paimon's complexion visibly regained its color. Feeling a cool sensation in his chest, Paimon shivered contentedly.

"Whew~ Will, this is amazing! I instantly feel the burning pain in my chest stop."

Looking at the carefree Paimon, Haven shook his head helplessly.
"When the fight starts, don't run around, just stay by my side." However, Paimon, who had regained his energy, obviously didn't hear Havent's words and excitedly climbed up the wooden tower to look at the wolf pack outside.

Outside the camp, a huge white wolf stared intently at the human camp not far away. The voices constantly echoing in its head made the wolf king extremely agitated, and it exhaled a lot of hot air from its large nostrils.

Finally, as if instructed by something, the death howl raised its neck and let out a loud cry towards the night sky.

"Awoo~~Awoo~~~~~~"

As soon as the wolf king gave the order, the wolf pack, which had been wandering on the outskirts, tensed up instantly and rushed towards the camp as if wound up.

"They're here! They're here! Prepare for battle!"

As the wolf pack launched its attack, the camp erupted in chaos, but quickly calmed down. Under the command of the squad leaders, everyone stood at the edge of the fence, waiting for the wolf pack to charge.

The wind wolves, mixed among the wild wolf pack, surged forward like a gray-white wave. The camp managed to organize a small archery squad of about a hundred men to launch the first attack on the wolves rushing in from all directions. However, due to the wolves' speed, they were already upon them after only two volleys of fire.

The shield warrior at the forefront roared, his body bursting with earth-yellow battle aura. A synchronized shield bash sent the attacking wolf pack flying. The spearmen hiding behind the shield warriors then darted through the gaps into the charging wolves.

Haven stood atop the wagon with an elm longbow, firing arrows at the relentlessly attacking wolves, while Paimon, clad in half-body armor, stood at the forefront, shield in his left hand and hammer in his right.

"Retreat a little bit, retreat a little bit, don't chase after them and fight."

Seeing his team members, who had been standing between the two vehicles to fend off the wolf pack, slowly move away from the truck, Haven, standing on higher ground, shouted urgently. Suddenly, he heard several whooshing sounds, and Haven leaped off the roof. With several loud bangs, the truck roof exploded into a pile of wood chips.

Haven steadied himself and turned to look. He saw about a dozen wind wolves appear in the pack. As the wind wolves opened their mouths again, pale blue wind blades quickly condensed and shot towards the mercenaries blocking their way.

Paimon instinctively raised his shield to his chest, and then he was knocked to the ground by a powerful force. When he looked up, a large amount of blood was poured directly onto his head. Paimon, who was sitting on the ground, was stunned. He turned his head and looked over. The teammate who had just been standing next to him was now lying next to him in two pieces.

"Paimon, stand up!"

Seeing Paimon standing there in a daze, Haven drew his longsword and ran over, killing the wolf that pounced on him with two swift strokes before arriving beside Paimon.
"Hey, Paimon! Get up, are you hurt?"

Seeing that Paimon did not respond, Haven reached out and picked up the shield next to him to block the two of them, then turned to look at them.

Paimon, gripping a hammer in his right hand, stared blankly at the mercenary severed in two beside him. In this emergency, Haven delivered a vicious kick to Paimon's chest.

“He’s dead, dead as dead as can be. Get up right now, you burden.”

After being kicked by Haven, Paimon stumbled to his feet as if he'd lost his soul. But Haven, no longer caring whether Paimon was alright, yelled at Bucky beside him.
"Captain, we need to retreat, retreat! We need to use the terrain. We're too exposed right now; the Wind Wolves' wind blades are doing too much damage to us."

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