"Brother Hu, the situation isn't good."
As the team hurriedly escaped under Qin Hu's orders, the hawks in the sky continued to shriek sharply. Zhao Sun listened to the urgent calls with a serious expression.
"The wolf pack has split into three, with two groups moving incredibly fast to flank us from both sides."
"Awoo, awoo."
In the distance, a Wolf King howled from within the wolf pack, seemingly arranging his troops.
As the scout, Pei Lang rode quickly on his mount, the green wolf: "Brother Hu, we've got big trouble; Gale Demon Wolves have mixed into this gray wolf pack."
Pei Lang was very familiar with the wolf howls, because the green wolf beneath him was a Gale Demon Wolf, the fastest running wolf on the plains, although its endurance was limited. However, it was perfect for encircling at this moment.
Qin Hu didn't panic, remaining exceptionally calm, while Li Feng to the side couldn't help but admire his steadiness.
