Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 357 Iron Wolf Cavalry Attacks

"Indeed." Yifeng nodded and changed the subject: "But then again, isn't it time to let Lao Jin and the others take a break? Otherwise, if they continue like this, I'm afraid they won't be able to bear it."

The Forge is undoubtedly the hardest working department apart from the Wolf Riders. Since the war with the ghost beasts began until now, they have rarely had a rest and have been working desperately. They can be said to be a role model of the times.

"They really should take a break." The old patriarch said, and after a moment's silence, he said, "How about this, give all the staff in the forging workshop a three-day holiday."

"Isn't three days too short?" Yifeng asked with reluctance.

"A lot. Time is life, time is money, time is..."

Okay, let’s stop here, lest book lovers get angry after reading this and refuse to reward me.

In the heart of the vast forest, ancient trees stand like guardians.

Their bark is covered with lines left over from the years, like wrinkles on the earth, recording the passage of time.

The sunlight penetrates the dense tree canopy and shines on the mosses and ferns in the forest, forming patches of golden spots, adding a bit of warmth and vitality to the forest.

However, all this beauty is crumbling due to the turmoil.

"Da da da" light footsteps sounded, and a team of Iron Wolf Riders wearing leather armor were leaping.

Their leather armor is made of the toughest beast leather in this forest. It is carefully tanned by craftsmen and is both light and strong, able to withstand the claws and fangs of the ghost wolf beast.

Some of their longbows were transformed from spirit-absorbing devices with complex runes engraved on them, and some were strong bows.

Every time he pulled the bowstring, he could feel a surge of Yuan Li. When the arrow flew out, it was like a meteor streaking through the night sky, heading straight for the enemy's leader with a sound of breaking through the air.

The long sword is also transformed by spiritual energy and forged from fine steel.

As the blade is swung, the energy on the blade will emit a dazzling light, illuminating the surroundings, while also enhancing the power of the strike.

The design of the mechanical iron wolves is extremely ingenious, and their joints remain intact, allowing them to turn flexibly and remain stable when running in the woods.

There is a saddle on the back of the Iron Wolf. The warriors sit firmly on its back and control the mechanical Iron Wolf to fight.

The Iron Wolf's eyes are two gems that sparkle with a faint light.

Not only can they sense the surrounding environment, but they can also connect with the rider's will through special formations to achieve telepathic coordination.

The ghost wolf beasts have huge bodies with well-defined muscles, and their eyes are like two burning green lanterns, emitting greedy and ferocious light.

Their claws are like sharp curved blades, leaving deep marks on the soil every time they land.

The howl of the ghost wolf beast is a low and harsh sound wave that can make the listener's heart beat faster involuntarily.

The warriors rode the mechanical iron wolves and moved freely in the forest. Their figures appeared and disappeared among the trees, like ghosts.

The ghost wolf beasts, these creatures from the Nine Netherworld, have gray-black fur like the night sky, their eyes glow green, they are incredibly fast and their attacks are ferocious.

They formed a huge team in the forest and like a black torrent, launched a fierce attack on the warriors.

The battle spread rapidly in the forest. The warriors used the mobility of the mechanical iron wolves to move flexibly among the trees.

Sometimes they galloped, sometimes they stopped suddenly, and sometimes they jumped high to avoid the attacks of the ghost wolf beasts.

"Swish, swish, swish" the sounds of breakthrough rang out continuously, and the spiritual weapon longbow in the hands of the Iron Wolf Riders shot out arrows imbued with spiritual power.

Every arrow hit the target accurately, and the long swords danced in their hands, drawing out streaks of cold light and killing the approaching ghost wolf beasts.

There were numerous ghost wolf beasts, and their attacks came wave after wave, but the warriors remained calm and composed thanks to their superb riding and fighting skills.

They wove an invisible net in the forest, lured the ghost wolf beasts into the trap, and then launched a counterattack with lightning speed.

The battle scenes were extremely fierce, and every confrontation was accompanied by the sound of metal clashing and the howling of beasts.

The battle between the warriors and the ghost wolf beast is like a contest in nature, showing the ultimate showdown between survival and death, wisdom and wildness.

As the battle continued, the warriors gradually gained the upper hand. Their tacit cooperation and varied tactics made the ghost wolf beast elusive.

The battle atmosphere reached its peak at this moment. The air was filled with the smell of metal and blood, mixed with the fresh scent of soil and leaves.

The warriors' breathing became rapid and sweat dripped down their foreheads, but their eyes were firm and they did not retreat at all.

Every confrontation is a battle between life and death, and every dodge is a cherishment of life.

The mechanical iron wolves galloped through the woods, their iron hooves crushing the dead leaves, making crisp sounds.

The warriors clung to the Iron Wolf's back, their bodies rising and falling with the Iron Wolf's movements, as if they were one.

The longbows in their hands were pulled to their full length, and the arrows condensed from the Yuanli drew dazzling trajectories in the air, accurately piercing the bodies of the ghost wolf beasts, leaving behind strings of blood.

The howling of the ghost wolf beasts echoed in the forest, and their attack was as fierce as a storm.

Their claws waved in the air, trying to tear through the warriors' defenses.

But the warriors are not fighting alone, there is silent communication between them, every movement is precise to the millimeter, and every cooperation is just right.

A warrior rolled on the back of the Iron Wolf and cleverly avoided the Ghost Wolf's pounce. Then he swung his sword with his backhand, and the long sword drew a perfect arc in the air. The energy on the blade surged, and he cut off the Ghost Wolf's head with one blow.

Another warrior shot several arrows in succession while moving at high speed. Each arrow seemed to have eyes, tracking the movements of the ghost wolf beast until it hit the target.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, with the warriors and the ghost wolf beasts intertwining in the woods. Every collision was accompanied by sparks and the clanging of metal.

The warriors took advantage of the terrain and lured the ghost wolf beasts into a narrow forest path, restricting their movements, and then concentrated their firepower to defeat them in one fell swoop.

As time went on, the number of ghost wolf beasts began to decrease and their attacks gradually weakened.

The warriors took the opportunity to launch a counterattack. Their tactics became bolder and their coordination became more tacit. One warrior deliberately revealed a flaw.

Lure the ghost wolf beast to pounce, and just when the ghost wolf beast is about to succeed, another warrior hiding behind the tree suddenly appears and kills the ghost wolf beast with one sword.

Finally, with the fall of the last ghost wolf beast, the battle was declared over.

The forest returned to silence, with only the heavy breathing of the warriors and the low growls of the mechanical iron wolves.

They supported each other, checked each other's injuries, and celebrated the victory of this hard-fought battle.