In times of chaos and famine, I traded one pound of rice for two royal flushes.

Trying to run away!

That was its only thought at that moment.

However, when it tried to move its limbs, a strong sense of powerlessness and drowsiness washed over it, slowing its movements by more than a beat.

The attack, which should have been enough to tear everything apart, now seemed somewhat clumsy and slow.

This slight delay instilled a tremendous sense of confidence in all the soldiers.

Brother Qin's medicine really worked!

This infamous tiger is now nothing more than a sick cat in their eyes!

"Hold on! Front row, hold the line! Back row, get ready!"

Chu Wu stood in the center of the formation. He did not rush to order an attack, but instead roared loudly to calm everyone down.

He knew very well that it was precisely at times like these that he couldn't afford to panic.

The core of the formation that Brother Qin taught them lies in the word "stability"!

Seeing its retreat blocked, the white-browed tiger unleashed its full ferocity. It abandoned any thought of escape and charged directly at Chu Wu.

It's going to tear this seemingly leader guy to shreds!

However, what awaited it was not flesh and blood, but five spears thrusting at it from different angles at the same time!

The spears were not aimed at its vital points, but rather at its shoulders, forelegs, and face, not to kill it, but to stop its charge.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

With a few muffled thuds, the spearhead pierced the flesh, drawing out several streaks of blood.

The excruciating pain brought the white-browed tiger's charge to an abrupt halt. It angrily swung its claws, trying to snap the annoying wooden sticks in half.

"clang!"

With a loud crash, the shaft of a spear was struck by a tiger's claw, producing a teeth-grinding crack, and it nearly slipped from the tiger's grasp.

But before the soldier could retreat, his companions on either side stepped forward, their spears striking the tiger's foreleg joint with pinpoint accuracy, like venomous snakes emerging from their holes.

"roar!"

The white-browed tiger, in pain, was forced to retract its claws.

This is precisely the essence of this formation. If one is attacked, it will be attacked from both flanks. Any attack it makes will simultaneously be met with pressure from other directions, rendering it powerless and constrained at every turn.

Seeing that the formation was effective, the soldiers' confidence grew, and their movements became even more steady. They were like a single entity, rising and falling like waves with the tiger's charge, yet they were never torn apart.

But the king of beasts is still the king of beasts.

After several unsuccessful attempts to ram the beast, it surprisingly displayed astonishing cunning.

It suddenly feinted to the left, forcing the two guards there to subconsciously lower the center of gravity of their spears. In that instant, its massive body twisted violently, and it used its hind legs to pounce on the gap between a guard on the right and Chu Wu!

This change of tactics was faster than anyone expected!

The soldier was young and lacked combat experience. Faced with this sudden and deadly attack, his mind went blank for a moment, and his movements slowed down by half a beat.

Just as the foul wind rushed towards him, the tiger's claws, gleaming with cold light, were about to strike his head!

Everyone's hearts mentioned their throats!

At this critical moment, a steady voice, like a stabilizing force, resounded through the forest.

"Chu Wu, retreat half a step on the right flank and tighten the grip!"

As the sound came, a sharp whistling sound also rang out.

"Whoosh!"

An arrow, without missing a beat, precisely struck the ground three inches directly in front of the white-browed tiger's front paw as it was about to land!

The arrow sank into the ground, its fletching still buzzing.

This sudden turn of events startled the tiger, which was already sluggish due to the effects of the drug, causing it to pause its attack instinctively.

In a battle between masters, victory or defeat can be decided in an instant.

The life-or-death struggle between humans and beasts is even more so!

That pause was enough!

"drink!"

Chu Wu roared and reacted extremely quickly. He took a step forward and lashed the tiger's cheek with the shaft of his spear. At the same time, the young family soldier who had been frightened also came to his senses and, together with his companions, used several spears to firmly hold the tiger's body back!

Crisis resolved!

The spear tip kept adding new wounds to the tiger's body.

The drug continued to take effect, and blood loss made the tiger move slower and slower. The ferocity in its eyes was gradually replaced by despair. It couldn't understand why these humans, who seemed so weak to it, had become so troublesome today.

"Well done!"

Instead of retreating, Chu Wu advanced, his legs rooted to the ground, his spear steadily aimed at the tiger's gaping maw.

At the same time, his guards on either side roared in unison, and without hesitation, thrust their spears into the sides of the tiger's charging body.

"Pfft!"

This time, the spearhead pierced deep into the tiger's body!

The white-browed tiger's desperate charge was abruptly halted by this combined force. It was pinned in mid-air by several spears, its massive body struggling violently, blood gushing out like a fountain, staining the ground beneath it red.

It is still alive, but has completely lost its threat.

From his vantage point, Qin Shaolang calmly observed the scene. He knew the time had come.

"Now!"

He did not shoot any more arrows, but instead gave Li Hu, who was beside him, his final instructions.

Li Hu had already drawn his bow to its fullest extent, and upon hearing the command, he released the bowstring without hesitation.

"Whoosh!"

This arrow, embodying a lifetime of experience from an old hunter, precisely struck the white-browed tiger on the back of its neck. The arrow didn't penetrate deeply, but it severed its most vital tendon just right.

"Awooo..."

The white-browed tiger let out a mournful cry, its massive body stiffened abruptly, then collapsed heavily to the ground, its limbs twitching weakly, unable to stand up again.

The battle is over.

A deathly silence enveloped the forest for a full three breaths.

"We won!"

"We won!!"

Someone shouted first, and then a deafening cheer erupted into the sky!

All the soldiers threw down their spears, embraced each other, jumped and danced, and freely expressed their ecstatic joy and excitement at surviving the ordeal.

They did it!

They personally hunted down this white-browed tiger that struck fear into the hearts of countless veteran hunters!

Qin Shaolang slowly descended from the height, his face still expressionless. He walked up to Chu Wu, who was panting and flushed, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Well done."

His gaze then swept over each of the excited guards, finally settling on the tiger that was still twitching slightly.

"Don't be too happy yet." Qin Shaolang's voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly. "Chu Wu, immediately check if any of our brothers are injured. The rest of you, tie this beast up with the strongest ropes. We need to take him down the mountain immediately."

He paused, then added.

"The smell of blood will soon attract other wild animals; this is not a place for celebration."

One sentence instantly calmed all the feverish minds.

Everyone immediately sprang into action, some checking the wounds, others searching for ropes, all in an orderly fashion.

Chu Wu walked to Qin Shaolang's side, his voice still trembling with excitement.

"Brother Qin, we...we really did it!"

Qin Shaolang looked at him, and a smile finally appeared on his lips.

"I told you, it's just a tiger."