The fire pots were lit one by one. Black Flag's campsite was brightly lit.

Panic swept through the camp like a whirlwind, and like a plague spreading through man and earth, there were cries and screams in every direction, a horrible wave of beasts was about to descend.

A tide of beasts! A terrible plague of the wilderness!

This is a unique war of survival that only exists in the wilderness, a war waged by large groups of hungry mutant beasts against human gatherings.

Yun Ying had just arrived at the camp for a month, naturally he had never experienced a beast tide, but he had heard the mercenaries talk about beast tides, it was said that most of the human camps in the wilderness had been destroyed by the outbreaks of beast tides, and that every outbreak of beast tides would mean a bloodbath, and even if the camps were strong enough to withstand the beast tides, it would inevitably be greatly injured and blood would flow into the river.

Could it be that the Black Flag camp would not escape the same fate?

Such a panic and despair enveloped within the atmosphere, Yun Ying still feel some panic, he has never experienced this kind of disaster, he does not know what will face next.

While a heart was still in a state of flux.

From the wilderness rolled a hissing attack.

Like waves beating against the shore!

Like a flash flood!

This horrible sound seemed to be pure bloodlust, madness, and cruelty blended together and then erupted out of the waves, spiritually giving a strong impact, all the way down to the soul.

What kind of horrible creature could make such a sound?

Cloud Eagle from the gap in the fence vaguely see a little something.

It was a large group of athletic black shadows that moved quickly in the moonlight.

The pair of green eyes like ghosts fluttering, for the biting and murderous night, but also add a very ominous atmosphere!

What in the world is this?

At the same time that Cloud Eagle's thoughts appeared, a camp guard standing at the overhead watchtower holding a bow and arrow shouted out in terror:

"It's bad, it's a carrion wolf!"

"Damn! Countless rotting wolves!"

Every camp guard was a carefully selected warrior, both in terms of strength and mental quality were reliable, but even when they were faced with the horrifying sight in front of them, their voices still couldn't help but show fear.

The ranks of temporary warriors around them were even worse.

"The wilderness is full of rotting wolves."

"My god, I'm going to die this time!"

"There's no way we can resist so many carrion wolves, let's each run for our lives and give up!"

The morale of these rabble that had been temporarily assembled by Captain Ryan almost collapsed.

Carrion Wolves, this was a type of mutated giant wolf that roamed the wilderness, and was named so because the meat was putrid and poisonous and inedible. These mutated beasts commonly weighed eighty kilograms, and there seemed to be no upper limit to the size of a rotting wolf, and there had been people who had seen giant rotting wolves that weighed five or six hundred kilograms!

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These mutant beasts are ferocious and very cunning, each ordinary rotten wolf can be comparable to the fighting strength of three or two regular camp guards, now appearing in the night of the rotten wolves, at least there are seven or eight hundred or so, this is still the most optimistic estimate.

No one knew how many more vicious wolves were hiding beyond the field of view!

Even if it was really just seven or eight hundred of them, it would be a disaster for the camp!

Little Captain Lane didn't expect the tense to be so serious either, although his face changed and the hand of his longsword shook slightly, he still used a hoarse and calm voice to pacify everyone: "A few hundred wolves are just a few hundred wolves, the camp has a few thousand warriors, so what's there to be afraid of? Cheer up!"

Who could remain calm in this situation?

Even though there were thousands of warriors in the camp, and even though the camp was protected by a wall, who could guarantee that they would be able to survive on the front line?

"Archers!" Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Captain Lane immediately raised his sword and roared his orders, five or six archers behind him immediately drew their bows, and the archers on the watchtower also turned their heads, "Kill!"

Cloud Eagle could clearly feel the sound of the bowstring crashing, the target of the first wave of arrows, surprisingly, was not the beasts outside the camp, it was the warriors of the camp who were escaping.

Swish swish swish!

Several fleeing soldiers screamed miserably and fell to the ground with arrows.

The archers drew their bows again, and the cold arrows pointed at the people.

"This is what happens to deserters!" Captain Ryan's hoarse voice echoed in people's ears, "If the Black Flag camp is destroyed, will we still have a place to stay? Without the Black Flag camp, will you still be able to survive in this wilderness? All of you take up your weapons and live with the camp!"

People could only choose to remain silent.

Cloud Eagle had a few moments of respect for Captain Ryan.

This was truly a warrior with both courage and vigor.

Captain Lane was right, once the Black Flag camp fell, would it still be possible to find a place to stay? Although he did not like it here, it was not the time to leave!

It would be better to die if you become a wilderness scavenger again!

Cloud Eagle gripped the short sword in his hand tightly, he decided that he must hold on to the camp!

Captain Ryan tactics are still very powerful, the chaotic situation was controlled, he dispersed the regular fighters that can be used, because Ryan is clear about what kind of goods this group of rabble, the regular camp display not only balances the combat power, the most important thing is to play a supervisory role during the battle.

The wolves were getting closer.

The night was filled with long and mournful howls, the ground was shaking slightly, bloodthirsty madness accompanied by the fishy wind blowing, like a layer of haze shrouding people's hearts.

"They're going to kill over!"

"Quickly shoot!"

"Shoot!"

The wolves split up.

A few agile pioneers came first to test the waters.

Immediately, Cloud Eagle heard the sparse sound of gunfire, accompanied by arrow spikes ringing out overhead, and several agonizing wails immediately came from the beasts, and it appeared that a few of the carrion wolves had been hit.

This level of attack is not able to cause the slightest deterrent, companion blood and the taste of pain will be more stimulate these berserk creatures.

The wolves' cries became more and more mournful.

This great battle was about to break out!

Captain Ryan commanded, "Take turns firing, don't stop, the rotting wolves don't have wings, stop them outside the enclosure!"

Cloud Eagle tensed his nerves, isn't it just a bunch of beasts? It'll be fine! It'll be fine!

The camp has a wall, the camp is full of experts, and the camp has ...... Yunying did not come to give a full shot of gas, and a horrified shout rang in his ears!

"You guys look! The sky!"

"What is that in the sky!"

The moonlight seemed to be covered by dark clouds, when Cloud Eagle subconsciously looked up, his pupils were violently shrunken, no, it was not a dark cloud, it was a group of densely packed creatures!

The number was very large and the speed was extremely fast!

Cloud Eagle only saw a scarlet eye flashing in the night sky, from the silhouette can barely distinguish is a kind of bat-like huge monster, when the wolves form a wave has not yet impacted the camp, these monsters swooped down like a huge wave in the darkness unexpectedly, in a lightning fast speed beat on the camp, but also heavy beat in the hearts of the people!

"Danger! Lie down!"

Nonsense, when people encountered this kind of situation, they almost all reflexively fell down.

Cloudhawk felt a storm pass overhead, filling the world with the sound of flapping wings.

"Ahhhh!"

A soldier on a lookout tower yanked out and threw himself into mid-air, and as the fall progressed, dozens and dozens of black, lightning-fast figures swept over the body at incredible speeds, tearing away a portion of it each time they were swept over.

The human body is fragile like a piece of white paper, five or six seconds of time, but even in the air was torn a dozen times, as if a piece of broken flotsam in the continuous flying apart.

Miserable screams, broken flesh splattered, and finally flopped.

This person fell not far in front of Cloud Eagle, and when Cloud Eagle saw him clearly, he immediately felt a chill and fear.

Most of the flesh and blood was gone, a rib was clearly visible in his chest, his stomach full of internal organs was almost emptied out, and his face was torn to shreds, it had long since been disfigured.

Everything happened too fast.

Even if it all turned out to be this miserable, this unlucky camp warrior was still not completely dead, and was making gurgling noises from his throat, his arms and legs trembling and struggling, as if he wanted to get up.

A few seconds ago, he was still a living person, and it was hard to believe that he had turned into such a miserable state in an instant.

It was too tragic!

Big bats were now hovering over the camp, each with a wingspan of more than a meter and a half, with talons comparable to those of an eagle, and a mouth full of sharp teeth comparable to a razor, and the camp was filled with screams and wails both inside and outside, and in the blink of an eye, a lot of people had already been attacked.

This is a bloodthirsty creature that likes to eat carrion!

A large group of carrion wolves emanated their scent and attracted them, but the two kinds of mutant creatures would not fight directly, but rather develop a tacit agreement to attack together.

Cloud Eagle has just stood up and has not yet taken two steps, a large bat swooped down, sharp claws, quickly swept, Cloud Eagle felt the danger approaching, and hastily pounced again.

The big bat brushed past him.

It seemed like a rain of blood around him, and every now and then a fragment of viscera or a piece of skin fell to the side. The warriors who were in charge of shooting at the watchtower sentry tower to block the wolves were routed in an instant, and all of them died tragically under the Big Bat's surprise attack.

It was over! Despair.

Under the suppression and harassment of these mutant bats in the air, there was no way for the camp to block the wolves remotely with bows or guns, and once these hundreds of strong wolves rushed into the camp, it would surely be a devastating blow!

What to do?

What should we do?

Cloud eagle looked at the sky full of dancing black shadow, finally felt the smallness of personal power. In this situation, not to mention him, even the cunning fox, mad dog can do what?