The two-handed iron staff was a variant of Salander's two-handed war hammer.
From the handle to the hammer's head, the entire body was made of fine iron. When swung, even if one was wearing the most top-tier heavy plate armor, the weak inner abdomen would still be heavily injured for several months.
Even a demonized wolf, which had undergone demonization and became far stronger than ordinary wolves, would still have their dark red blood mixed with the grayish-white brain remains splashed on the entrance of the cave, covering it layer after layer pathetically with each swing of the Mamluke, who had near-perfect close-combat skills.
The entrance of the cave was only three meters wide and two meters high.
No matter how crazily the demonized wolves in the cave attacked, they could not move beyond the Mamlukes, who stood firmly in the same spot.
Even if they gritted their teeth and swung their sharp claws, they could not cause any harm to the Mamluke who were wearing the heavy chain armor of Sarrandian. Other than scraping the wrought iron plate with exquisite patterns and tearing open the extremely dense links, they could not break through Mamluke's defense in the end.
The seven Mamlukse stood in two rows, and groups of demonized wolves fell at their feet.
As more and more demonized wolves pounced out, the Mamlukes even took out their elite machetes and held the steel shield in their left hand, raising a wave of dense steel shadows, slaughtering these demonized wolves more efficiently.
The cavalry of Sarrandian Sultanate all used the machetes as their melee weapons.
It was made for this very moment.
The two-handed iron staffs could not kill these demonized wolves as effectively.
The elite machetes, which were known for their sharpness and could cut off the claws of wolves, could make these seven Sarrandian horseman knights look like indestructible gods. Even when their bodies were stained with a large amount of dark red blood with a strong stench, and the demonized wolves'corpses had reached their knees, they still refused to retreat.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})They firmly guarded the entrance of the cave. They would never let these extremely dangerous demonized wolves rush out!
Lord Kant's "Aaron" village was right above their heads.
If they retreated, the village would be massacred. These crazy and violent demonized wolves would definitely use the blood of humans in exchange for the price of rushing out of the cave. Only after killing all the peasant farmers in "Aaron"village in a frenzy and devouring them whole, would the demonized wolves finally be able to return to peace.
The Mamlukes would not see such a tragic scene.
Kant, as the Lord, would not allow such a tragedy to happen!
"Front row, back row, back row, forward!"
He ordered in a deep voice.
The Mamlukes, who were originally in two rows, immediately changed their formation according to his order.
The three Mamlukes at the front of the cave retreated, while the four Mamlukes at the back took large strides forward. They continued to swing their sharp machetes, slaughtering the demonized wolves one after another with their scarlet eyes wide open, chopping off heads and bodies, leaving only a thick pile of corpses and blood under their feet.
Even the Ravenston Rangers held two-handed greatswords in their hands and slashed at the demonized wolves that were lucky enough to escape Mamluke's slash. The exquisite swordsmanship that they had gained in the Misty Mountains could almost compare to their archery skills!
The low howls of the demonized wolves gradually turned into wails.
"Howl..."
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})As the demonized wolves behind them turned around and fled into the depths of the cave, the originally frenzied wolves suddenly stopped their attacks and retreated one after another. They howled miserably in low voices and fled from the cave entrance like defeated dogs.
The near-frenzied succession of attacks finally eased, and the exhausted Mamlukes let out a sigh of relief.
"It's finally over."
The Mamlukes in the front row put down the machete in their hands.
In the short span of ten minutes, the number of times they swung the machete had almost reached a couple hundred. It had completely reached their limits.
As real men made of flesh and blood.
They would also feel tired and their arms were sore. They might even have pulled their muscles.
"Send a few over."
Kant put the Knight's sword back into its sheath and instructed the Rhodoks beside him, "Go and help them back to the council hall to rest. Also, arrange for the peasant to prepare food and dinner. It seems that we will have to spend the next few days here."
"Understood."The Rhodoks nodded and moved quickly.
They helped the Mamlukes up the mountain peak with respect.
At the same time, the peasant carefully used tools to form a mountain path that was barely walkable on the slope at the foot of the mountain peak. From the edge of the mountain peak to the cave halfway up the mountain.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})That was a dangerous place that was worth paying attention to.
At the entrance of the cave.
The thick smell of blood was accompanied by a fishy smell. Corpses were piled up all over the ground, but because the cave entrance was high and the cave was low, the blood flowed into the cave like a stream.
In this battle, Mamluke and the Ravenston Rangers combined had killed almost 200 demonized wolves.
Of course, the main combat force was still these level-5 cavalry.
Even if they dismounted to fight, they were still several times stronger than the Level 4 Sarrandian Horseman!
If the Sarrandian horseman were to face this battle, they would probably lose two or three people in order to successfully stop the terrifying frenzied charge of this demonized wolf pack. After all, their equipment was not full-body armor, only armor covering the main parts of their bodies. In this aspect alone, the two could not be compared, not to mention the difference in battle will and fighting skills.
"Dig out the gems in the hearts of these demonic wolves."
Kant ordered the Rhodoks peasant who came down from behind.
These peasant immediately complied, but when they squatted down and used the round sickles in their hands to peel open the chest of the demonic wolves looking for the hearts, their faces were filled with confusion and strangeness.
"What's going on?" Kant asked.
A peasant pulled out his bloody hand and said with some puzzlement, "My Lord, there isn't the gemstone you mentioned."
"What?" Kant frowned.
"Indeed there isn't." The peasant of Rhodoks continued to reach in, grabbing. Some even took out the heart of the demonized wolf and used the round sickle in their hands to chop and mash it up. There was still nothing but dark red blood dripping, the strong smell of blood with a slightly rotten smell filling the entire entrance of the cave.
"This is impossible." Kant's expression flickered slightly.
He quickly walked over and personally reached out to pick up a demonized wolf. The Knight's sword in his hand ruthlessly cut open the belly under the ribs. Dark red blood with a fishy smell immediately flowed out.
However, Kant was not afraid. He reached into its chest and searched for a moment. His expression suddenly looked awful.
He grabbed the heart with one hand and pulled it out of the chest of the demonized wolf. However, when he crushed the heart viciously, he still did not find the two pitch-black gemstones in the hearts of the demonized black bear and demonized lion.
"What is going on?"
Kant lowered his head and narrowed his eyes. His expression was a little awkward.
These pitch-black gemstones were the most precious things about these demonized creatures. They were deeply loved by the mages in the Mage Tower. With these in hand, it was equivalent to sacks of silver coins!
However, there were no such black gemstones in the hearts of these 200 demonized wolves.
Kant felt a deep sense of incomprehension.
That there was a black gem in the heart of a demonized creature. This was not something he only just knew. Even when he was studying in the academy, he already found out this secret in books. Even the hunters in the villages south of the Senwaya range who were lucky enough to kill a demonized creature would know to check the heart and look for the black gem. Then, he would exchange it for a great silver coin from the merchants, buy more than ten acres of land and become a well-known farmer!
But no matter what, there should be such a black gemstone inside the demonized creatures.
Dark red blood was still dripping from the gaps between his fingers.
Kant casually threw the heart remains on the ground.
He ordered the peasant in a deep voice, "Hide all the corpses of these demonized wolves and burn them. I don't want such a strong smell of blood to attract other stronger demonized creatures."
"Understood." The peasant nodded and began to move.
Kant shook his head gloomily.
"My Lord, wipe your hands." The Ravenston Ranger handed over a wet towel. It was probably soaked in clean water and had just been taken down to wipe the longsword or armor that had been stained with blood, to prevent the blood from sticking and causing corrosion.
"Yes." Kant nodded and took it.
The wet towel was quickly dyed dark red by his blood-stained hands.
However, while Kant was wiping, he lowered his head to look at the dark red blood on the towel. His expression was slightly stunned as he subconsciously looked towards the entrance of the cave. Under the corpse of the demonized wolf that had been dragged, there was dark red blood all over the ground, even on the stone wall beside him, there was a small amount of grayish-white brain matter that had been smashed out by the two-handed iron staff.
Raising his eyebrows slightly, the doubt in Kant's eyes deepened. However, when he looked into the depths of the cave, he also had a flash of realization in his heart. He finally understood why the demonized creature that he had killed did not have any gemstones in its heart.
"They're not real demonized creatures."
Kant spoke slowly, his tone somewhat solemn.
He had once seen a similar explanation in the academy's books on demonized creatures.
A real demonized creature would grow pitch-black scales all over its body, and its skin would turn pitch-black. Its body would grow rapidly, and its strength, speed, and physical strength would all increase.
At the same time, the blood flowing in its veins would turn pitch-black.
The brain matter in its head would also turn black.
Just like the demonized black bear that Kant had killed, and the demonized lion that took a lot of effort to kill at the top of the mountain, they all had the same pitch-black blood and brain matter.
Even their hoof tendons and muscles were black!
Although these demonized wolves with dark red blood were much stronger than ordinary forest wolves, they still didn't reach the terrifying level of the legendary demonized wolves.
According to the lucky survivors.
The demonized wolves that were good at group battle and speed were the most difficult demonized creatures to deal with.
Although the demonized black bear's skin was rough and its flesh was thick.
Although the demonized lion's strength was formidable.
A large number of demonized wolves was actually the greatest threat to humans!
PS: I recommend a book in the same riding and hacking genre, "Dream control game." A game producer with a strange sleeping sickness, reincarnated as a man who controlled dreams. He disguises the dream space as a virtual game. When he was sleeping and dreaming, the dream control game would begin!
