Chapter 11 Wolf King

The sword came out with a clang, and the Winter Night rushed towards the wolf's head with swiftness. The cold light flashed like black ice under the scorching sun.

The wolf was naturally alert. It looked up and saw the steel blade coming. It jumped up with its palms and dodged like a flexible shadow, landing four or five feet away.

The horse moved around in fear. If Cole hadn't clamped the horse's belly tightly with his back, it would have fled into the mountains and forests.

"Don't panic, man, it's just a beast." Cole muttered to himself, as if comforting the old horse under him.

Several Night Watchmen of Yoren and Tyrion's guards were also comforting their mounts. The gray ice wolf's fierce eyes flashed blood, his teeth were bared, his back was straight, and he let out a low growl.

Tyrion was lying on the ground wailing. His mare neighed in fear and fled into the woods, but Yoren, who was quick-witted, grabbed the reins.

Cole jumped off his horse, holding the sword in one hand, facing the direwolf. He stared at the wolf's bloodshot eyes and asked Tyrion beside him softly: "How is it? Can you get up?"

"My legs are cramping and my ribs are broken." Tyrion looked painful, and his hands and feet were shaking.

The direwolf moved left and right as if trying to find Cole's weakness. At this time, the guard Jack and the night watchmen also approached the two.

The experienced night watchman Yoren said worriedly: "Wolves are not solitary animals."

These words came true. When the direwolf stared at them fiercely, pairs of green eyes in the shadows of the surrounding trees slowly approached like fireflies in the summer night.

At this time, Tyrion was helped up by another of his guards, Morris. His sword wielder was the same as Viggy's, and he was usually responsible for taking care of Tyrion's food, shelter and horse feeding.

The three black-shirted brothers leaned against Cole's side, and Tyrion's guards protected him.

Soon those green eyes revealed their fangs, all of them were snow wolves. It seemed that this dire wolf was their leader.

Yoren knew that as long as the wolf leader did not retreat, the wolf pack would not retreat, so he had to capture the leader first. He gritted his teeth and said, "We have to kill this big guy first, otherwise no one can leave."

The size of an adult dire wolf is like a calf. Not to mention that he went up alone, even if they attacked together, they might not be able to gain an advantage.

The rangers of the Night's Watch may have some experience in dealing with dire wolves and snow bears, but Yoren is just an official who travels between the Seven Kingdoms.

The wolves surrounded them in a circle, like hunters hunting deer. Fortunately, the other two black-shirted men who followed them south were good night watchmen. As long as they worked together, they would not necessarily be defeated.

In addition to sticking together, wolves are also very smart animals. At least they know how to retreat when faced with difficulties and not to fight to the death on a rock. But if Cole and his men showed cowardice or fear, the wolves would soon notice it.

"Follow my orders, don't act on your own." The oldest Yoren shouted.

Cole held the Winter Night tightly. It was impossible to say that he was not nervous. This would be a battle that would decide life and death. Some hot sweat could not help but see through his fingers. His eyes flashed, and time began to slow down. With the Eye of Time, he could see every step of the wolf king.

"If we are surrounded by wolves, we will be finished." Tyrion seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief. He really regretted not listening to old Mormondo's suggestion to send some people to escort him. This was the second time he was knocked down by the damn wolf, and this time the injury was much more serious.

The back force was hit and the skin was bruised. He was not sure if his ribs were broken or not. Anyway, it felt like a needle piercing him. The pain almost made him faint. But if he fell asleep now, he would never wake up.

"Someone has to hold this monster back, otherwise we can't break out." Yuren said.

Who would be so selfless as to stay and use his life to cover the rear? Everyone looked at each other. As soon as they hesitated, the flaw appeared. The wolf king seized the opportunity and pounced on the guard Morris.

The four people on Cole's side hugged together, and there were no loopholes. But a weak dwarf and a servant who couldn't use a sword had too many loopholes, and it was hard not to show fear in the face of this huge monster.

Morris looked at the giant shadow coming from the sky in astonishment. He raised his sword in his arm, but was pounced on by the wolf king before he could block it.

The giant fang pierced his arm, and he felt that his bones were about to be crushed in this bloody mouth.

Cole and his four companions moved quickly, holding swords to support them, but the wolves' tacit understanding was obviously much better than theirs. Seeing the leader leading the way, the wolves also rushed over like a tide.

Cole was the fastest. After only a few steps, he approached the side of the wolf king and swung his sword to cut.

The winter night was like a waning moon, drawing an arc in the air.

The wolf king was biting Morris, who was like a helpless lamb resisting under the wolf's claws.

Feeling the danger, the wolf king let go of the prey and prepared to dodge, but the eye of time had already discovered its trajectory. The sword that was originally swinging across the sky stopped suddenly and turned from slashing to stabbing. Cole stepped heavily on the rock with his heels and jumped up with his hind legs.

The winter night was like a long rainbow piercing the sun, approaching the wolf king, leaping in the air, and it could no longer dodge.

A fierce wolf howl was deafening. Cole held the sword and smashed it to the ground with the wolf king. The Winter Night pierced the dire wolf's ribs. The sword had penetrated more than a foot. Even if it couldn't kill it, it was seriously injured.

Sure enough, it jumped up again after falling to the ground, and stared at Cole with a fierce look, but the blood gushing from the wound still betrayed it.

The sword of the Winter Night was stained with red. Cole shook his hand and pulled it, blood drops flew, and the sword surface regained its cold light.

The wolf's eyes showed signs of retreat.

The blood seemed to have stimulated Cole's nerves, and he roared, "Beast, come again!"

The roar was so loud that it was no wonder that Commander-in-Chief Kogel praised him as a natural ranger.

The direwolf was frightened and took a few steps back. Looking at Cole's angry eyes, it growled and staggered back.

Everyone stared at Cole in amazement as he drove the wolves away. Cole's chest rose and fell, and his pupils slowed down. His eyes had long been blood red, no less than those of the direwolves.

He waited until the wolves were completely hidden in the mountains and forests before he lowered his arms and raised his head to exhale deeply.

After surviving the disaster, everyone relaxed physically and mentally. Yoren was experienced and said hurriedly: "The wolves are not far away. They are very vengeful guys. We have to leave quickly."

Kole shook his head and strode towards his old horse. When he passed by Tyrion, he asked, "How is it? Can I ride a horse?"

Tyrion seemed to be still shocked by Kerr's great power. He stared at Kerr with an incredible look.

Kole frowned and muttered: "Are you scared silly?"

Tyrion raised his eyes and pointed, "This big head is very smart."