Chapter 580 Buried

It has been a while since the retreat signal was issued.

The corridors that were quite busy before were now empty, and the seriously injured who were unable to move had already been carried out by other hunters.

The president ran all the way, and Pork Chop also ran with all his might, and kept muttering the countdown seconds.

"One hundred and twenty-one meow, one hundred and twenty meow, one hundred and nineteen meow."

A man and a cat rushed out of the passage of the city wall and came to the decisive battle square in front of the city wall. The sunlight in the early summer morning was a little dazzling, but they had no time to care about it.

The old mountain dragon had climbed up again, roaring, and walked step by step towards the silent city wall.

Most people and the wounded had already evacuated to a distance.

But some hunters were unwilling to give up, stopped halfway, and used crossbows and hunting bows to launch a more than nothing attack on the old mountain dragon from a distance, and even some swordsmen were eager to try.

President Fanti and Pork Chop looked at each other.

They suddenly remembered that due to the emergency situation and the lack of time to notify, many hunters only knew to evacuate, but did not know that the city wall was going to be blown up.

With the power of the dragon-killing carbon and the large amount of gunpowder in the ammunition depot, they had to at least run out of the decisive battle square and hide in the battle street before they could barely be said to have entered the safe area.

The lady president pushed and scolded the hunters who stopped halfway. She waved her arms and yelled: "Stop attacking, keep running! The distance is too close, run to the battle street!"

Some people couldn't think straight for a while. Even if they put away their weapons after listening to the lady president's words, they didn't have the sense of urgency to seize the time to escape.

The lady president was so angry that she wanted to pull out the heavy crossbow and shoot these nerveless guys in the back. Pig Chop screamed at the top of his voice: "The ammunition depot is going to explode meow! It will explode in less than a minute meow!"

The hunters were stunned for a moment, and they all looked at the lady president.

"Don't you understand?! Run!"

Everyone reacted now and ran away, shouting to remind their friends who didn't hear clearly.

The entrance to the decisive battle square, the corner connecting to the battle street became everyone's target.

As long as they could run past the corner before the big explosion, the solid rock wall would serve as a cover to block the aftermath of the explosion.

After all, no one could be sure how big the explosion would be.

A group of people ran like a group of mammoths caught by a dragon, and finally ran past the corner within the "one minute" that Pork Chop said.

After waiting for a few seconds, there was no explosion. Someone asked in confusion, "So, what happened? Was it a dud?"

Zhu Chop was too lazy to explain to them that he had deliberately shortened the countdown. "There are still 40 to 50 seconds left! Run a little further, then lie down against the cliff, cover your ears and open your mouth!"

Most of the dozen hunters who fell behind did as they were told, but some were brave enough to stick their heads out of the corner to see the scale and effect of the explosion with their own eyes, but were scolded back by the president with a terrifying look in her eyes.

They lay down against the cliff in a row, waiting for the explosion to happen.

Zhu Chop, whose countdown had been messed up, could not accurately determine the time of the explosion. They just lay on the ground and spent more than half a minute, which was the longest in their lives.

"Boom!"

A loud bang was heard, and a hunter looked up and muttered: "That's the noise? Didn't they say that the ammunition depot was detonated? Why doesn't it feel as good as I imagined?"

Not far from him, Zhuchop, who was covering his ears tightly, screamed: "Cover your ears quickly! That's the sound of the old mountain dragon hitting the city wall, not an explosion."

"Boom boom boom --!!!"

The hunters lying on the ground all felt that they were lifted up by the shaking earth.

The invisible shock wave carried broken bricks and dust, forming a visible air wall, which instantly pushed across the square, squeezed through the corner, and blew into the battle street.

If everyone hadn't been lying on the ground and reducing the windward surface to the minimum, they would have been blown away.

Following the explosion, there was a muffled sound like a landslide-this was the sound of the city wall collapsing.

The low wailing of the old mountain dragon was faintly mixed in, and it was not known whether it was covered by the loud noise of the collapse of the city wall or because of hearing loss, it was not very clear.

Before the aftermath of the explosion had dissipated, the president jumped up and ran to the corner.

She wanted to confirm the results of the battle.

At the end of the decisive battle square, the tall city wall had completely disappeared, leaving only a pile of ruins made of broken bricks, boulders and steel bars, piled there like a mountain.

The old mountain dragon was buried deep in it, with only a small section of its tail tip exposed outside the ruins, hanging weakly, without any movement.

"Count the number of casualties. The airships will take away the seriously injured and the remains of the victims first. Transport team? No, the transport team should not approach this place yet. We cannot ensure safety yet.

Release the peregrine falcon and notify Minagard and Dondoruma urgently. Ask them to transfer a batch of supplies as quickly as possible.

Others can be delayed. Emphasize the need for high-density dragon-killing carbon. Apart from the immovable dragon-killing spear, this is the most powerful weapon we have to deal with the super-giant ancient dragon.

Organize the hunters who are still capable of fighting and take turns to monitor the ruins. I suspect that the old mountain dragon is not dead yet.

Keep monitoring for at least three days, no, a week. After a week, even if it is resurrected on the spot, the construction of the new fort will be completed, and the initiative will be in our hands.

By the way, the letter to Xinzhai should emphasize that it is currently impossible to confirm that Lao Shanlong is dead, so they must not slow down the construction speed because of slackness.

No, I'm not worried. Isa, please help me go to Xinzhai and supervise the construction for me."

The lady president, whose face was covered with dust, had no time to clean up her appearance and gave instructions one after another.

In the decisive battle square, the hunters were in small groups, scattered and resting.

Some people were cheering to celebrate the successful defeat of Lao Shanlong, while others were silent and crying in memory of their fallen comrades.

Gordon and his group of high-ranking hunters also gathered together.

Chip and Heineye are not here due to their serious injuries. They are receiving emergency treatment. If the situation gets worse, they will be sent back to Minagard by airship along with the seriously injured people.

Xia Zuo's mental state was equally bad.

After fighting hard all day and night, he drank several bottles of recovery medicine and just lay down. He might not even have had time to close his eyes when he was called up for an emergency retreat.

Now might be a good time to take a rest, but looking at the tip of the tail protruding from the pile of ruins, who would have the heart to fall asleep immediately?

"Seniors, I think you should go and rest quickly," Gordon said hesitantly.

"There's no rush." ​​Xia Zuo interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "We know what's going on and we'll naturally go to rest later, but there are some things we need to confirm in advance."

He looked at Pig Chop, "Pork Chop, do you still have the strength?"

"There's meow!"

"I hope you can take a few Ellu with you and dig into the pile of ruins. It's best to get to the head of Laoshanlong to confirm whether it is still breathing.

This job is very dangerous, but I can only leave it to you. "

"Leave it to me, meow!"

Pig Chop dragged the reluctant Xianglan, and meowed loudly to several of his kin who were pushing the cat cart, and they ran towards the ruins together.