Dusk descended, painting the forest with the color of blood.
After a grueling journey, Old Zhao and his group finally reached the mountaintop outpost. They had lost six comrades along the way.
Before reaching the summit, everyone was fervently praying that the outpost would be small. Otherwise, with so few of them, they would stand no chance!
The Wild Boarmen were too ferocious!
They had been repeatedly ambushed by several elite Wild Boarmen teams.
The red Wild Boars were tough-skinned and almost impervious to attack.
The black Wild Boars could unleash overwhelming damage without warning, killing in an instant.
The green Wild Boars were agile fatties, with very high movement speed, and could shoot arrows.
The combat power of the Wild Boarmen was truly formidable!
The operation was rushed, and they were severely undermanned!
