Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

The wolf who usually buries bones also knows that the tents of these herdsmen are torn apart by their own collisions. Their skin is just a little thicker, so they are not as threatening as the prey in the wild. At least the latter will run away and resist.

The white tent in front of me is just a deformed prey waiting to be harvested.

As soon as you open it, there is delicious meat inside.

But with one bite, the fangs that could have penetrated directly through the two layers of animal skin only slightly scratched and became embedded in the outer leather surface.

It just caught the tip of the Bone Burial Wolf's teeth.

But it failed to stop its force, and with one bite, the sharp canine teeth broke directly.

A stream of blood and tooth pulp splashed on the snow-white tent.

A red line appears.

Extremely conspicuous.

"Woo..." The Bone Burial Wolf didn't have time to howl for himself.

The North Wind Warriors who caught up had already taken the opportunity to kill it with a single blow.

"This is..." This scene also caught Bo Wei's eyes.

Making him wonder if he had seen it wrong.

As the commander-in-chief of the Beifeng Clan, he knew very well what the nature of this white tent was.

The successive patriarchs of the family mainly used it for enjoyment. The materials used were indeed exquisite, but they were all focused on the beauty and style. It is said that when it was the most luxurious, a certain patriarch even coated it with gold powder.

Did they also reinforce it secretly?

How can it be.

However, it turns out that what Bo Wei saw was not an illusion.

Immediately afterwards, another bone-burial wolf broke through the defense line one after another, rushed to the white tent, bit, charged, and swung its claws... However, the results were the same as last time. Although the skin of the white tent was also damaged, scratches appeared one after another. mark.

But there was no sign of rupture at all.

It feels like several layers of thick leather armor!

In the field of vision that no one can see.

A line of small characters on a light screen appeared on the top of the white tent.

[Basic: Unnamed]

[Effective module: Building HP (Level B)]

[Effect: Wall HPx5, door HPx10]

The accumulation of blood volume can cause qualitative changes in reality.

After increasing the strength of the wall by 5 times, even the soft sheepskin can be as strong as crocodile leather armor, let alone the already tough and tight tanned cowhide - although it still cannot withstand the direct cutting of the metal and iron blades, But it is used to resist the wolves in the bone burial ground, but it completely makes these wild beasts unable to do anything.

What's more, it's just a leather tent now.

What if it were replaced by a bamboo-wood building, a masonry house, a metal shelter... or even other buildings made of stronger materials?

What Lu Meng wants is to remain standing.

Moreover, it breaks through the limitations of physics and materials science.

Can they do more?

It's a pity that the current stronghold only has a solitary half-baked building, and it doesn't have much effect yet.

However, to others, they do not see these displays.

"Oh my god..."

Bo Wei couldn't help but murmured.

He finally understood the Red King's intention.

No wonder he said he was sure to save all of them - as long as they completed the initial task of stopping the wolves, even if they simply retreated to the white tent and let the frustrated wolves bite outside, they would be able to huddle up until dawn.

They were already invincible.

Of course, the hardest part is the first step.

Getting rid of the oppression of the Sand Bandits and putting aside the assistance of the Baimei Clan... for the first time, the warriors of the Beifeng Clan really decided to fight to the death for their own tribe, not just as a show-off in front of other small tribes. Looks like goods.

Since then, it has been completely transformed.

Otherwise, there is no value that can be exploited.

Not to mention rescue.

But……

"Oh my god, this is a miracle..."

What Bo Wei is talking about is not a modal particle, but a description of objective facts.

——The God of Shendi.

The same white tent has been passed down from generation to generation and is used by others as a pleasure tent for spending time, drinking, and raising beauties.

But it was just switched to the Red King.

It becomes a shelter that is enough to protect the fighting warriors and keep the wolves away.

Isn't this some kind of revelation from heaven?

At this moment, the moonlight, no longer blocked by dark clouds, poured down, and the large snow-white tent seemed to be emitting fluorescence, and the constant splattering of wolf blood highlighted its holiness.

Strictly speaking, Bo Wei is not from Shandi.

They do not worship gods like ordinary herdsmen.

When living in the United City, because the Holy Kingdom was their enemy, many people also held a cynical attitude and scorned fanaticism...

But at this moment, Bowei really didn't know what other words to use.

Let’s explain the scene before us.

The commander's eyesight went dark.

When he suddenly relaxed, the pain from the wounds all over his body and the dizziness caused by severe blood loss hit him. The man finally couldn't hold on any longer.

"Send me in..."

To the shelter that His Highness had prepared for them.

He said to the soldiers beside him.

Vaguely, Bo Wei heard a shrill howl of a wolf in the distance.

No longer the arrogance that drove the wolves.

And, if there is something or nothing.

There was a burst of wind.

It was as light as a whisper, yet it should be as sharp as thunder.

Finally, Bo Wei lost consciousness.

…

…

The long and short night was over, and the first rays of sunlight shone on the grassy knoll.

The green and yellow grass tips are dotted with bloody dew.

The long wind blows, revealing the land below that has dimmed into indigo; all over the mountains and plains are the corpses of wolves buried in the ground.

There were only a hundred warriors left around the white tent.

However, they were no longer in danger.

The snow-white tent was covered with scratches, and some places were even torn, but there was no way to expand the cracks.

The wolves who had finally broken through the defense line were in vain.

It seemed that they also noticed the weirdness of the situation.

The wolf pack had retreated in fear.

Of course, more importantly -

With the rising sun, the figure walking from a distance was illuminated.

The wolf blood dyed his cloak red, soaking it from inside to outside, as if he was wearing a blood-made battle robe.

The warriors saluted together:

"Red King."

Compared with the previous awe, the voice had an inexplicable piety.

Lu Meng nodded.

He dragged the knife in one hand, and a huge wolf head was bitten on one arm... It looked a bit like a shoulder armor.

The wolf head opened its green eyes, but it had lost its luster.

Blood dripped from the neck of the broken head.

The wolf king did not give in in the end.

Wildness had permeated its blood and bones.

Even at the last moment, it still launched a surprise attack on Lu Meng, but it was ultimately no match for human wisdom.

And it failed to bite through Lu Meng's flesh.

But the teeth were still firmly embedded in it, and it would take some effort to remove them... This was already a small matter.

[Actual Combat Level: 83→84 (War Level)]

Lu Meng looked at the injuries of the North Wind Warriors, and the wounded who were already squeezed like sardines in the white tent, and said to himself:

"Fortunately, it's not too late."

The text on the top of the white tent changed rapidly.

The module of "Building Health" was changed, showing:

[Ready to take effect: Rapid Medical Bed (Class B)]

And behind Lu Meng, dozens of giant wolves with brown-red back bone plates followed timidly, trembling with every step, trying to escape but unable to escape...

This was carefully selected by him.