Chapter 559: A Miserable Death

"Meow meow meow!"

Gordon sat up suddenly after being scratched on the face by the cat's claws.

It was still dark, and even the eastern horizon was pitch black.

Gordon looked around and was confused for a few seconds before he recalled that he slept on the top of the first city wall last night.

Laoshanlong is already very close to Jiuzhaigou, and the large group of serpentine dragons and velociraptors hovering around it will attack at any time.

Therefore, most hunters were like him, fully armed and wrapped in a blanket and slept on the city wall.

The tense atmosphere before the war kept many people from sleeping.

In order to maintain their energy, they drank a medicinal soup with sleeping grass in it. Gordon, who had already had a good sleep quality, also drank a cup, and ended up falling into a rather dead sleep.

He patted his cheek hard to wake up his sleepy mind.

Gordon asked Pork Chop who woke him up, "Has Lao Shanlong arrived yet?"

"Looking at the signal from the hot air balloon, it's still going to be a while, but there are already small monsters coming, meow!" Pig Chop pointed to the sky.

Gordon squinted and could vaguely see some dark shadows hovering high in the sky.

It's a pterosaur.

He looked around again. Some blankets were scattered around. There were not many people on the city wall. Everyone seemed to have gotten up earlier than him.

Gordon turned over and jumped up, grabbed the epitaph sword that was leaning on his hand, carried it behind his back, and complained, "Why am I the only one who wakes up late? Why do you ask me to get off?"

Pig Chop licked his paws, "Mr. Xia Zuo said, sleep more if you can, meow. Sporadic fighting has already begun, but it's not time for us to show up yet, meow."

"How can this be said!"

Gordon quickly walked to the stairs leading to the bottom of the city wall, running down in three steps and two steps, Pork Chop following closely behind.

Of course it understood Gordon's mood, otherwise it wouldn't have hurriedly patted Gordon awake.

In front of the city wall, they met Hayata who was walking this way.

"Senior Gordon, Pork Chop, you guys are awake!"

Hayata smiled and handed over a huge bread with large pieces of cheese and salty ham inside, "This is breakfast."

"Lazy Pig Chop, meow, eat it quickly, meow!" Pandan swung a stick and threw a big sausage into Pig Chop's face.

"So luxurious?" Gordon took the surprisingly large sandwich in slight surprise. The breakfast of the past few days had been wheat porridge.

"I don't know how long the battle will last, but I have to eat enough." Hayata handed over another package, "And these are supplies."

"Thank you very much."

Gordon took the sandwich in his mouth and checked the supplies.

Since he was fighting with his back to the fortress, he did not need to carry too many supplies with him, and the types of supplies were also relatively streamlined. In addition to standard emergency medicine and food, there were also less common vitality drinks.

This takes into account the needs of hunters for long-term operations.

What is rarer is that there is actually a wax-sealed pill in the package.

Gordon picked it up and sniffed it, and said in surprise: "Ancient secret medicine? The guild is spending so much money on it."

This is a high-grade pill that is more precious than the secret medicine. Not only does it have a better healing effect than ordinary secret medicine (it doesn't), it is also rich in nutrients and can support hunters in long-term operations.

The overall effect is equivalent to the secret medicine plus several pieces of carrying food, and the value is several times the former. It is a luxury item that high-level hunters rarely buy.

"This is only provided to high-level hunters." Hayata reminded in a low voice.

Gordon nodded, put a few supplies into the prop bag on his back, and then gnawed on the sandwich.

He ate very quickly and the huge sandwich quickly disappeared into his mouth.

Beating his choking chest, Gordon asked, "What's the situation over there on Battle Street now?"

Hayata glanced in the direction of Battle Street and said: "Not long after I was called up, Master and the others had already passed by. I heard that since midnight, small groups of velociraptors began to invade Battle Street, but the number was limited. Not much, it shouldn’t be a problem.”

"Rumble--"

A dull explosion came from afar, and the echo echoed among the canyon cliffs for a long time.

"It's the sound of explosive barrels, meow." Pig Chop tried his best to swallow the sausage in his mouth, and said with great certainty: "It's still the kind of thing that's been added with some ingredients, meow."

Ah Jin and the others said that they would not use explosive barrels before a large group of velociraptors came over. "

Gordon, who understood what Pork Chop meant, looked at Hayata.

Hayata immediately said: "I have no problem. The equipment has been checked many times and the props have just been replenished."

Gordon nodded, "That's good, let's go there now."

The first half of Battle Street exudes a strong smell of blood, mixed with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

Gordon frowned involuntarily.

Although Ah Jin had said before that there were few monsters in the area near Jiuzhaigou, but would such a strong smell of blood really not attract monsters from further away?

Running all the way to the entrance of Battle Street, Gordon and Hayata slowed down.

Probably because of the explosion just now, many hunters gathered here. It is impossible to count them in detail. I estimate that there are about five or six.

Xia Zuo stood on a platform where the fort was placed, waving his hands slightly angrily, "Everyone go back to your posts, don't be surprised!

Unless you see a red emergency signal flare, don't rush over to it. Keep your position and forget about it? "

Gordon scratched his chin and said in his mind, we really forgot

After all, hunters are not soldiers. Even if they are willing to obey orders, their discipline is not that strong.

The hunters who had gathered dispersed with embarrassed expressions, leaving only the thirty or so people who were originally here.

The battle was imminent, and everyone's heart strings were tense, and their nerves were a little nervous and sensitive. They wanted to come and see when they heard the movement.

Gordon Hayata and the others did not leave. The duty of the upper hunters was to guard the entrance of the battle street and wait for the arrival of the old mountain dragon.

Seeing the two people coming, Xia Zuo nodded to them.

Gordon noticed that in addition to the "vanguard" responsible for clearing small monsters, there were also several elite shooters guarding the entrance of the battle street.

A little thought will make it clear that the purpose of these shooters being arranged here is nothing more than to cover the vanguard and shoot the pterosaurs attracted by the smell of blood.

These pterosaurs are very cunning. They have been hovering in the sky where arrows and crossbows cannot reach. When they dive and attack, it is the best time to shoot them.

At this moment, a pterosaur took advantage of the cover of the night and pounced down.

Before it could get close to the ground, a slashing bullet accurately cut off one of its dragon wings, and it fell with a wail.

Oshura put away the Thunder Wolf Dragon light crossbow that she had been aiming at for a long time with a smug look on her face, and said happily: "Hey, it's finally open!"

Ajin and others gave her a thumbs up, which made her even more proud.

Miles, who was standing by, slapped her on the back of her head, "Who told you to put away your weapon? Set up the crossbow and be alert, don't be lazy!"

"Oh"

After teaching Oshura a lesson, Miles said to Xia Zuo: "I'll leave this to you first. I'll go and inspect the positions of the artillery and heavy crossbows. I'm worried about those little guys who are impatient."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

Gordon glanced around and found that the upper hunters had all arrived, but he didn't go to find them. Instead, he came to Ajin and asked in a low voice.

"So what happened just now? Why did you use explosive bombs?"

Ajin winked at him, "The bait worked well and attracted a group of red velociraptors. There are no such red guys in the Shulet area. They probably followed the old mountain dragon all the way from the north.

There was also the Red Velociraptor leading them. We thought it was just right to try out the effect of the explosive barrel, so we fired one and killed or injured more than ten of them, hehe."

Gordon understood what he said. The red velociraptors, which have venom glands and can spray venom, are much more difficult to deal with than the blue velociraptors.

"The Red Velociraptor was also killed by the explosion?"

"That's not the case. That guy was very cautious and hid far back. He wasn't hurt much."

Pork Chop on the side scratched his ears to hide his embarrassment.

Ajin and the others were indeed correct. If they followed the concentrated detonation tactics that he and Evelyn had previously formulated, the final result would probably be mediocre.

"So, where is the Red Velociraptor? Did he run away?" Gordon asked curiously.

Ajin grinned, a trace of sympathy appeared on his face, and he glanced at the bored upper hunters.

“No, he’s dead, and he died miserably.”