Chapter 53: Adding insult to injury

Amid the crowd, nine gray-clothed men quickly formed a formation, and three small triangular teams formed a large triangular formation. Although each of them was injured to varying degrees, they still tried their best to reach their positions.

Except for the bald man, the three people with the highest cultivation went to the sides and the back respectively. To a certain extent, the four of them had protected the team inside. Zuo Feng clearly saw that there was a young man in the center of the large triangular formation. The young man was carrying a wounded man on his shoulders. The man on his shoulders was Zuo Feng's target, Teng Xiaoyun.

In Zuo Feng's opinion, the strength of these warriors was very strong, and what surprised Zuo Feng even more was that the organization and discipline of these people made him feel very unusual. This once again reminded him of his previous speculation that this was like a group of well-trained soldiers, not just ordinary bandits.

If it were the same group of bandits with the same cultivation, they might have been killed by wild beasts at this moment, but the fact was that after such a long and hard battle, they still retained half of their manpower. Most of the reasons are due to the cooperation among these people and their unconditional execution of the bald man's orders.

No matter how difficult the moment is, these gray-clothed warriors will defend according to the formation position. Even if they know that they will lose their lives if they don't dodge, they will stand there regardless and refuse to move. This almost abnormal execution of orders made Zuo Feng smack his lips, which is also the main reason why they have not been completely wiped out in the battle so far.

Although more than half of this group of people were killed or injured, the losses of the wild beasts were even greater. In less than an hour of bloody fighting, the beasts died more than a hundred, and the original camp was now covered with wild animal corpses.

Zuo Feng is still very confident in the fighting power of the beasts, because almost everyone in this group of gray-clothed people is now injured, and two of them are bleeding in many places. If it drags on like this, I am afraid that these two people will die of blood loss without the attack of wild beasts.

Except for the three with the highest cultivation, the others were already suffering from serious injuries that affected their normal movements. If they lost the protection of the three outside, they would probably be killed by the beasts in a short time.

On the other hand, the remaining sixty or seventy beasts on the beast herd were still in high spirits, as if they had just entered the battle. This was closely related to the strong physique and endurance of the wild beasts. Moreover, there were almost no injuries in the beast herd, because in the battle just now, the injured beasts had died on the spot.

Although the process was tortuous and changeable, the current result was still the result that Zuo Feng wanted, a lose-lose situation. However, Zuo Feng still had to wait. The three extremely powerful warriors and the bald man among the gray-clothed men still had sufficient combat power, while most of the survivors on the beast herd were on the wolf-eating side. Among them, the giant wolf-eating that gave Zuo Feng the most headache had not really participated in the battle so far.

Zuo Feng could only choose to wait patiently. He had to wait for the best time to attack with the greatest patience. If he wanted to complete this almost impossible rescue mission, wisdom and patience were indispensable.

Zuo Feng's body moved slightly, and he jumped from one tree to another, also choosing the nearest tree as a foothold. The giant wolf's senses were obviously more terrifying than those of ordinary wolf-eaters, and he dared not let himself be careless and ruin such a good situation.

Zuo Feng adjusted his direction and kept himself more than ten feet away from the battle circle, and always kept his position at a disadvantage. In this way, with more attention, he was sure that the other side would not be able to detect his smell and sound at all.

Zuo Feng observed and constantly measured the comparison of the strength of the two sides, and at the same time thought about the pros and cons of the command of both sides in this battle.

This made him deeply realize a sentence he had heard before, 'A group of wolves led by a sheep cannot defeat a group of sheep led by a wolf. '

Although he had also commanded a group of teenagers to conduct a counter-ambush, now after carefully observing this battle, he found that his last victory was completely based on his cleverness and a little luck.

The giant wolf-eater used its iron-fisted means to completely control the other three waves of beasts in the war, and resolutely implemented its tactics of exchanging lives for injuries. The bald middle-aged man calmly commanded the sudden attack of the wild beasts, and exchanged the current results for the minimum cost.

If Zuo Feng had not provoked the terrible wolf pack, Zuo Feng was almost certain that if the three or four ordinary beast packs in his previous plan came, it would probably only have some harassment on the gray-clothed people, and at most they would lose a few people.

Zuo Feng subconsciously looked to the east while thinking, and couldn't help frowning deeply. Because he found that the dark blue night sky was no longer completely the same color at this time, and the sky in the east was obviously slightly lighter than the color in the west. Judging from experience, it would probably take less than half an hour for the sky to turn from dark to bright.

He was not sure whether the wolf pack's attack would continue after dawn. This uncertainty gave Zuo Feng a headache, unless both sides could fight a reckless all-out fight before dawn.

But how can he make the battle more intense? If he jumped into the gray-clothed man's team at this time, the giant wolf would launch the most violent attack as soon as it saw him. He believed that the giant wolf would be able to judge that he was the culprit who killed the young wolf-eating beast just by its breath.

But if he did that, Zuo Feng would not need to consider rescuing Teng Xiaoyun, because that would be the same as committing suicide. ‘But is there any other way?’ Zuo Feng’s mind was spinning rapidly.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he grabbed the package tied around his waist. This package contained a lot of medicine powder he brought from Zhuang Yu, and some of it was purchased from the “Tiangong Alchemy Shop” in Yancheng.

He quickly opened the package and soon found two packages of medicine wrapped in red paper from a pile of medicine bags. Gently opening a corner, Zuo Feng used his fingernails to dig out a little bit of the lavender powder. He didn’t dare to try it directly, but waved his hand to disperse all the little powder in his fingernails.

But as soon as this little bit of powder touched Zuo Feng’s body, he felt a kind of excitement that made his blood spurt. He shuddered. The effect of this powder was really fierce. No wonder the old man who sold him the powder reminded him not to use too much.

This powder is called the wake-up powder, and its main function is to make people extremely excited. The book he got briefly introduced the use of this powder. It is used to keep the tortured person awake when torturing some special people.

When Zuo Feng saw the introduction of this powder, he felt that the preparation of this powder was relatively simple, and only seven or eight kinds of medicinal materials were needed. And he also thought of other ways to use it, so he bought it at that time.

At this time, Zuo Feng held two packets of wake-up powder in his hand, and a sinister smile appeared in his eyes, "Since you don't fight hard, I will let you fight hard!" He said coldly.

If the bald man knew Zuo Feng's plan at this time, he would probably cry and faint, 'You will never stop until you kill us. '

Zuo Feng had already planned it, and he would not stop. After jumping off the tree, he quickly lurked to the east.

At this time, both sides on the battlefield were fighting fiercely, and one side formed a cone-shaped battle formation and continued to break through to the east. The other side kept sending wild animals from the other three directions to block the east, and they were all busy. No one noticed a thin figure in the distance, lurking silently to the east.

The bald man took the lead and kept chopping the wild animals blocking the way ahead, while leading the team to break through to the east. He did not notice that when he was swinging the big knife in his hand, some of the curled grass leaves around were kicked or scratched by the corners of his clothes, making these curled grass leaves completely open.

Some grass leaves contained a pinch of powder, which would dissipate in the air in an instant. Not to mention in the dark night, even in the daytime, if you don't observe carefully, it is difficult to see the fine powder floating in the air.

The battle was extremely fierce, and both people and beasts were sweating and panting. Part of these fine powders were inhaled by humans and beasts, and the other part was stained on sweat. Even if they fell again, they would be blown up again by the strong wind brought by the fight. It can be said that these powders were almost not wasted and were absorbed by both sides.

"Damn, why do I feel hot all over."

"Yeah, I really want to rush over and fight with these damn beasts to avenge my dead brothers."

The bald man heard the shouting in the team and was also confused. He had noticed something wrong from the beginning. He was already very tired from rushing in the front, but he began to feel that he had endless energy to vent.

He looked up and looked carefully at the many beasts in front of him, and was suddenly shocked. He saw that the beasts in front of him had red eyes, and their speed and reaction seemed to be a few points faster than before.

He looked back at his companions next to him. The one who had been unable to move because of excessive blood loss before, now seemed to be killing and slashing like chicken blood, not caring about his injuries at all. Some people even started to rush out of the formation to kill the beasts.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart, and shouted loudly: "Damn it, we've been tricked, calm down."

He originally thought it was strange that so many wild animals came to attack the camp, but now his people and the wild animals started fighting hard as if they had been beaten. He himself is also an old man in the world, although he doesn't know much about the wild animals in the jungle, but his group of people were obviously drugged.

This made him completely realize that his people had been busy for half the night, but someone secretly did something bad. How could this discovery not make him, a man who has been rolling in the world for half a lifetime, angry.

"Beast. Don't let me catch you, otherwise I will make you suffer all kinds of tortures in the world and make you live a life worse than death!"

An angry roar spread far away, but no one responded to his angry roar.