strictlysupreme Chapter 43 Wolf Demon 1
Chapter 43 Wolf Demon 1
sunset.
The desert was dyed a golden-red color.
The caravan returned in silence.
The atmosphere was noticeably more somber than when we arrived.
Cao Dahuang silently watched the wobbly horse beneath him, wondering if he really should lose some weight.
The horse seemed perfectly energetic before I got on!
At this moment, Cao Dahuang was riding a horse, riding alongside Yan Sanye and his son.
A dozen or so camel carts, all laden with new cargo, followed behind. This time, the cargo wasn't packed in boxes like before; instead, each cart was simply covered with a large piece of coarse linen or felt.
It wasn't that Cao Dahuang wanted to ride a horse.
Of course, it wasn't that he wanted to be with the father and son.
He would much rather sit with someone he knew, like Liu Sheng, so they could at least chat and not be in this awkward silence.
Earlier, Cao Dahuang, Liu Sheng, and others jumped onto the camel cart together. The axle only made a "creak" in protest, but there was no damage.
As a result, the camels pulling their cart refused to move.
Cao Dahuang was unconvinced, saying that their truck must have been carrying too much cargo, so they switched to another truck.
As a result, Liu Sheng's car immediately left, and then Cao Dahuang's new camel on the car stopped moving again.
This time, Cao Dahuang was completely out of options.
It was Master Yan again who knew that Cao Dahuang was the leader of the Mingsha Gang and a renowned physician. Wanting to befriend him, he waved his hand and said, "Someone, prepare a fine horse for Chief Cao!"
That's how the current scene happened.
At this moment, Master Yan and his son walked side by side in front, while Cao Dahuang's horse, occasionally snorting, followed slowly behind.
Master Yan tried desperately to signal to his son to greet Cao Dahuang, but Yan Zhan remained silent for a long time.
He did know that Chief Cao was an eighth-rank expert and a divine physician, so naturally he wouldn't disdain to greet him.
He simply doesn't go out much and doesn't know how to talk to strangers.
After much effort, he finally came up with a topic.
Yan Zhan pulled on the reins, slowing the horse down, and walked to Cao Dahuang's side, lowering his voice to ask:
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"Chief Cao... Chief Cao, a while ago there was a young hero named Liu Sheng who single-handedly broke through the bandits' encirclement, brought reinforcements from the righteous army, and saved Yejia'ao. I heard that you were the one who healed his injuries. Is that true?"
Liu Sheng, who was sitting far back and had been lying down with his eyes closed to rest, couldn't help but sit up when he heard this.
He watched Yan Zhan's retreating figure, a puzzled look on his face: "Is there something else I need to do?"
Wang Zheng and Li Ying, who were standing next to him, also looked on with curiosity.
Cao Dahuang, with a strange expression, replied:
"He was indeed seriously injured, and I was the one who treated him."
Before he could finish saying "however," Yan Zhan continued with a sigh:
"What a young hero! After returning to Crescent Moon County, could you please introduce me to this hero? I truly hope to have the opportunity to pay my respects to him!"
Upon hearing this, even Master Yan, who was standing to the side, shook his head.
Cao Dahuang turned around, glanced at Liu Sheng and his two companions who were smirking, and then looked at Yan Zhan with a puzzled expression, thinking to himself, "Are you kidding me?"
He was about to say something when suddenly—
"Awooo—!"
A mournful wolf howl rang out.
Immediately afterwards, the figures of the wolf-tribe border troops that had been seen on the way up the sand dune reappeared.
This time, however, they were no longer lazily squatting in wait. Instead, they drew their swords, nocked their bows, and deployed more than twenty of them in a fan-shaped formation.
Pairs of green eyes, gleaming with a bloodthirsty light in the setting sun, locked onto the caravan below with murderous intent!
Master Yan's face darkened, and he raised his hand to signal the convoy to stop and everyone to be on high alert.
The martial artists and their assistants tensed up, quickly and skillfully shrinking their formation to form an arc-shaped barrier with the camel carts. The assistants swiftly retreated behind the barrier, while the advanced-rank martial artists and martial masters lined up in front of it.
Suppressing his anger, Master Yan addressed the sand dunes in a loud voice:
"General, I presented you with 200 taels of silver when you arrived, explaining that it was to make friends. Now that you are willing to accept the money, what is the meaning of this?"
The werewolf leader still held up his hard bow.
He was wearing leather armor and carrying no other weapons.
It grinned maliciously, pointing its claws at the caravan: "Not bad, I originally asked for 300 taels, but 200 taels is the price for a friend. However... there will be tolls for both ways!"
Even the usually composed Master Yan was speechless with anger.
The werewolf leader continued to intimidate them, shouting, "Give me another 200 taels! If you're short even a coin, you can leave all your carts and goods here!"
Master Yan waved his hand behind him, signaling everyone to get ready. Seeing this, some of the workers quickly led the camels out and pulled them further away to prevent them from being startled and hurting their own people.
Yan Zhan, young and impetuous, could no longer restrain himself upon hearing this blatant and unruly extortion.
He suddenly ripped off the coarse burlap covering the goods, revealing neatly stacked gray-white stones underneath.
Yan Zhan laughed angrily, "Fine, you want the goods, huh? It's all stones, take it all! What a joke! You haven't even bothered to find out what kind of business the Yan family does, yet you dare to block our way. You're all blind!"
The werewolf leader immediately felt embarrassed.
Seeing that the Yan family's convoy was loaded to the brim and moving slowly, it assumed that it contained mostly valuable goods, but it turned out to be nothing but useless stones.
In addition, wolves hate being compared to dogs the most.
Humiliation! Utter humiliation!
"Roar! You're asking for death, my men! Kill them all! Leave no one alive!" the werewolf leader roared, ordering the attack.
Seeing this, Master Yan remained calm and, while mounted on his horse, gave instructions:
"Form ranks, defend!"
The wolf soldiers, being former border guards, were well-trained. Although there were only about twenty of them, they moved with great discipline and method.
Swordsmen and shieldmen led the way, spearmen were in the middle, and archers brought up the rear, maintaining a disciplined formation as they pressed forward, treading on the yellow sand!
In contrast, although the caravan had a numerical advantage, with more than twenty martial artists carrying thick wooden shields and horizontal swords, and less than ten ninth-rank martial artists carrying swords, their loose formation and simple coordination put them at a disadvantage in terms of momentum.
Even more terrifying, the werewolf leader, who occupied the high ground of the sand dunes, drew back the huge, hard bow in his hand.
"call out--!"
"Pfft!"
"what!"
A martial artist standing at the front of the convoy, holding a thick wooden shield, was instantly pierced through by a huge arrow, as big as a javelin!
The arrow's immense force even sent him flying backward, where he was pinned to the truck's side panel!
"Everyone get behind the truck! The deck is thick, and there are rocks to keep out the wind!"
Master Yan hadn't expected that even from such a distance, the werewolf leader's arrows would be so powerful. The wooden shields were as fragile as paper, and he could only roar in distress, ordering everyone to retreat.
As he shouted, four more people were hit by arrows and died on the spot!
The crowd scrambled and crawled behind the tall truck bed.
Liu Sheng and his two companions reacted quickly, rolling under the truck and crouching down to nervously observe the situation on the other side.
Seeing that the leader occupied a commanding position, Master Yan realized that he posed a great threat.
He prepared to gallop forward, bypassing the wolf army ahead, and when he got closer, he used his lightness skill to go straight for the werewolf leader.
But the werewolf leader had already locked onto Master Yan, and the bowstring twanged again.
"Watch out!" Cao Dahuang called out in warning.
Yan Sanye felt a sharp pain in his thigh.
A sharp arrow had already pierced through his skin and sunk deep into his muscle!