Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The night was already very deep, since Lao Shanlong appeared and the battle started, most of the day had passed.

The first city wall of the old village is already in sight.

On the city wall, beside the city wall, there are densely packed artillery and heavy bed crossbow battle positions, and hunters from all over the place are waiting.

Compared with the high-ranking hunters who are always fighting with the old mountain dragon, their fighting intensity is not so high. The main thing is to eliminate small monsters and take turns manipulating the forts along the way as planned.

So it's in good shape.

"call out!"

A green flare was shot into the air.

Gordon, who was wielding a big sword mechanically, raised his head in a daze. The fatigue accumulated from long-term high-intensity fighting made his mind a little confused, and he didn't realize what the signal flare meant for a while.

"Senior Gordon."

Hayata, who was also exhausted, sheathed her knife and took a breath, "Senior Gordon, this is the signal to retreat."

"retreat?"

Gordon was stunned for a few seconds before reacting, "Ah, yes, it's time to retreat temporarily."

According to the original plan, the duty of the high-ranking hunters was to hold back as much as possible on the battle street and try their best to cause damage to them.

And when the old mountain dragon came to the city wall, the responsibility of fighting would be handed over to the hunters guarding the city wall.

The martial arts skills of the high-ranking swordsmen will not be of much use on the city wall, so it is better to withdraw and rest for a while.

The city wall of the village is not a wall in the conventional sense. The cliffs on both sides in front of the city wall are also part of the fortifications. There is nothing visible on the surface, but in fact the interior has already been hollowed out.

The field hospital, the main warehouse, and many key defense facilities are located in it.

Just as Lao Shanlong passed by this section of the cliff and was about to approach the city wall, several special crossbow arrows over one meter long and made of pure steel shot out from the facilities inside the cliff.

These crossbow bolts with huge barbs and dragging special ropes are restraint bullets specially used for super large ancient dragons.

Under the precise control of the elite shooters in the fortification, these crossbow bolts went straight to Laoshanlong's body, and got stuck in several wounds made by the upper hunters.

"Roar--"

Amid Lao Shanlong's roar, the rope stretched instantly.

The "creaking" sound makes one's teeth sour, but these ropes made of unknown materials did not break, but firmly restrained Lao Shanlong's actions, forcing him to stop.

"so smart?!"

Hai Niye, who was covered in dust and looked disheveled, put down her shield and axe and muttered, "Why didn't you use such a useful thing sooner."

Amos glanced at the shield-axe user who didn't like to use his brain, "The key is those wounds, otherwise restraint bullets wouldn't be able to get in. If it's so easy, why call us here?"

"Too!"

Several hunters, led by a gray-haired old hunter in his fifties, ran out from the fortifications in the cliff.

"Estin." Xia Zuo stepped forward to greet him.

The two were at the same time. Although the former was not in the top position, his rich experience and bold personality earned him a good reputation among the local hunters in Minagarde, and he was responsible for leading the hunters on the city wall to carry out defensive operations.

"Leave it to us here, take the time to eat and rest."

The old hunters were very agile and didn't talk nonsense. Under their cover, the high-ranking hunters entered the fortifications dug deep in the cliff.

Outside, the dragon roared and the artillery roared.

"have a good rest."

Estin still has too many things to do, so he said hello and left in a hurry.

Soon someone brought food and water to the high-ranking hunters.

The logistics personnel who have no combat effectiveness have already withdrawn from the village, and the food is only the simplest food to carry, but no one cares about these now, and they just eat with clear water.

Ted threw the food into his big mouth one by one, "Shall we go up to the city wall to have a look? I still have a lot of energy!"

The sound of continuous gunfire made him very angry.

Xia Zuo glared at him, "Don't talk nonsense, fill your stomach quickly, rest on the spot, and try to sleep for a while."

"oh"

Hayata found a hunter who was temporarily free, and hoped that he could help send a letter to the guild, saying that the weapons were sent over urgently.

Several other people also needed to change their equipment, so they explained to him together.

Gordon, who had no need for this, swallowed the fifth portion of food to carry and lay down on the spot.

He fell into a deep sleep with the sound of fierce battles outside the fortifications.

Time seemed to have passed only for a moment.

Gordon opened his eyes.

A hunter who smelled like gunpowder and had cannon fodder on his face was just about to reach out to wake him up, but was startled by his opening his eyes earlier.

The two looked at each other for a second, and the hunter came back to his senses, "Sorry, Mr. Estin asked me to wake you up."

Gordon nodded and stood up.

He wasn't sure how long he'd slept, but his limbs and spirit, which were much lighter, told him that it wasn't a bad sleep.

With just this sentence, Xia Zuo and Amos have already opened their eyes and looked over.

Especially Amos, he didn't even lie down, his back was straight, and he sat cross-legged, with the Flying Dragon Saber [Silver] lying across his knees, as if he was replacing sleep with meditation.

It seems that I heard Hariyata said that this is called Dao Zen?

Gordon turned his gaze, and looked at Hayata again. She was curled up beside her, snoring comfortably while holding Pandan, sleeping soundly.

Uh, this shows the difference.

With a curious attitude, Gordon made a general observation. It is true that the older people are the more vigilant, and the least vigilant is Hayata. She is still sleeping after everyone gets up.

Amos' face turned dark, and he kicked her to wake her up.

Gordon couldn't help but bring in the next identity. If the person lying snoring under the eyes of everyone was Fengying, he couldn't help but kick him too.

With that guy's vigilance, it is estimated that he will have to kick a few more times before he wakes up.

"Boom——."

The loud noise from outside the cliff fortifications made the hunters startled. They didn't care about breakfast and rushed outside with their weapons on their backs.

It was already daylight.

From the dim interior of the fortification to the bright outdoors, Gordon subconsciously stretched out his hand to block his eyes.

When his vision barely recovered and he could see everything in front of him, his pupils couldn't help shrinking suddenly.

The originally complete and solid city wall has already collapsed in half.

Most of the numerous forts and heavy bed crossbows have also been destroyed, and many shooters who lost their gun positions had to set up their own weapons and launch almost meaningless shots at Lao Shanlong.

"Roar!"

The carapace was damaged in many places, and the old mountain dragon with many wounds and scorched marks on its body stretched its forelimbs, stood upright, and threw itself against the crumbling city wall.

From afar, the commander on the city wall could be heard shouting, "It has stood up! Has the Dragon Striking Spear been reloaded?!"

"The left dragon gun is completely stuck! There is also a fault on the right side, the steam boiler is leaking, and the maximum power cannot be guaranteed!"

"Don't worry about it! Start it immediately, and give it another shot before the city wall is destroyed!"

There was another loud noise like a landslide, and the old mountain dragon lay on the city wall, biting and clawing.

"Start! Quick!" the commander roared.

A large puff of steam spewed out from the almost ruined city wall, and the high-speed rotating giant steel gun pierced forward, pressing against Lao Shanlong's chest, pushing him away.

Dragon blood splattered.

With a roar of pain, Lao Shanlong lowered his head and bit the spinning dragon gun, countless sparks were produced from the friction between the dragon's teeth and the steel.

Lao Shanlong swung his long neck and pulled it hard.

Under the astonishing strength proportional to its size, the Dragon Striking Spear and part of the power mechanism were pulled out of the wall, and destroyed a large part of the city wall.

Many hunters on the top of the city screamed and fell and were buried in the ruins.

The first city wall has already been broken.

Without anyone's command, the high-ranking hunters drew their weapons one after another.

"Let's go!"