Werewolf hunting rules

In Wonderland, Clayton was certainly not the most adept at fighting, but he was confident that he was at the top of his game in military matters.

The weapons here are backward, and the military literacy of the dwarves is also very low, but their physical fitness is very good. If they are willing to obey orders, he will have great confidence to defend this place.

There is no death or hunger in Wonderland, and the defenders have a huge advantage.

However.

"The Morel people have the rules of the Morel people. We all remember that you helped us before, but this is not the reason for you to order us." The Scarecrow said arrogantly. "As for you not even having twenty years of service experience in this world, don't show it off."

Clayton tried his best to persuade, but was still blocked by the arrogance of these Morel people.

The Morrels are older than the plainsmen, and there are many people who live to be ninety years old. In the country of pure Morrels, there is no distinction between warriors and farmers.

They don't even differentiate between men and women.

But such service experience was better than nothing in Creighton's eyes.

War is a collaborative technology. Even if these dwarves are all extraordinary, without formal regulations, the killing efficiency they can achieve purely by relying on personal bravery is far less than that of a well-disciplined army of ordinary people.

What's more, most of the weapons they found were spears used for thrusting, which could not effectively hinder the opponent's movement. The armor was also short chain armor with exposed forearms.

If Bassem's army was equipped with swords and axes that could cut off limbs, the result could be imagined.

In Wonderland, eliminating the opponent's ability to move is the highest priority.

There are two hundred dwarves, and Bassem's army is unknown. The larger the number, the more the officers' command skills will be tested, but these dwarves whose qualifications are judged by the length of their beards are still full of unfounded confidence.

This was more like deep-seated arrogance than confidence, which caused Clayton to waver in his original attitude.

Without saying anything more, Clayton took advantage of the dwarves not paying attention to him. He called Louis and Donna back to the castle, took Clara and the broken Mosquito Slayer with him, and then left quietly.

The lesson he learned in Revo taught him that he should not hesitate any longer. As long as there was a slight possibility of crisis, he should drag his family and run away.

If there were horses, he would choose to ride them, but the stables were too close to the school grounds and the horses had sunk underground.

"Are we leaving again?" Donna was a little reluctant. She wanted to stay with the dwarves for a while longer.

It's not that she suddenly fell in love with someone, but that such a big scene is really rare.

She really wanted to see the battle.

But Clayton believes that there is no need for this. A war without death will definitely be more tragic than the current world. This is still too exciting for a girl who has just learned to fight.

As for the priesthood, although he affirmed the good deeds because of the doctrine he believed in, he did not criticize Creighton for fleeing from the battlefield. After the death of his adopted son, there was a pragmatism spirit that deviated from absolute belief in his life. A bud in my heart.

As long as the results are good, the process doesn't have to be demanding.

As it is now, since there is no death in Wonderland, he needs to take the lead in protecting himself. Only in this way can he come back to preach at any time in the future.

The three people chose a direction and ran with all their strength, trying to stay away from this country before Bassem's army arrived.

Soon, they were back in the forest.

"Are we really not going to run into them head-on?" Donna asked worriedly as she ran.

Those dwarves said that Bassem's army usually surrounded this country, so they might launch an attack from here.

Clayton's figure broke through a large bush in front to clear the way for the people behind him: "I think we should not be so unlucky. The tactics here are still very old. Even if they usually need to extend the defense line for reconnaissance needs, when it comes to attack It’s still time to adopt a dense formation.”

Those dwarves were confident of victory, so Bashem's army should not exceed them by much, probably between two hundred and four hundred people.

And this country is surrounded by an extremely vast forest.

With this in mind.

"The probability of us running into the army will not exceed one in fifty." Clayton concluded, which made the other two feel somewhat reassured.

About three minutes later, the fiftieth one showed up.

An "ancient" army wearing armor appeared in front of them.

This army is composed entirely of cavalry. The riders are all wearing pierced armor and scale armor, with swords and spears attached to their saddles. They move quickly and naturally, just like the regular army. Due to the surrounding woods, it was not possible to tell how many of them there were at the moment, but there were definitely more than fifty people.

They rode their horses freely in the forest without worrying about damaging the horses' hooves.

When the cavalry saw the three people wandering in the forest, the leader whistled, and then all the horses stopped.

Clayton was not much surprised, but the other two were shocked by the consistent behavior of this army.

The leader of the cavalry was very tall. He took a few steps forward on his horse and came to Clayton. He leaned over slightly and asked, "Who are you?"

Clayton believes that his side should not be involved with this country at this moment. After all, these people do not know whether they are enemies or friends. It is best for them to adopt a neutral attitude to avoid being affected.

So he answered: "Stranger."

The cavalry leader nodded, straightened his body again, and raised one hand:

"Cut them."

Hearing this, Clayton jumped up and tried to catch him, but several short javelins flew quickly from behind the cavalry leader, pinning the three outsiders who had no time to react to the ground. The cavalry moved again, galloping, waving their long swords to cut the bodies of the three into several sections, and then the army left without a care.

"My mistake." Clayton fell to the ground and said.

Generally, outsiders would not call themselves outsiders, and that guy should have taken action for this reason.

Beside him, Donna and Louis were already in tears and groaning because of the pain.

The fairyland protected them from death, but the pain was well preserved, and their limbs were cut off, so they couldn't help each other stand up.

"But that shouldn't be Basham's army, none of them are Morrell people."

But if that wasn't Edwards's men, it should be Edwards' enemies, who took the opportunity to attack because they found a flaw in the defense circle.

Clayton's speculation was not evaluated. Donna and Louis were not in the mood to think about these things. They just wanted to restore their bodies to their original state.

He transformed into a werewolf again. Although this form still had no limbs, he could use the extended snout to help himself move simply, so that he could get closer to the broken arm. As long as he connected a hand, he could free the other two companions.

This is a long process

When Adelaide Lux saw Clayton Bello again, the werewolf was digging the soil with his mouth, and his squirming body looked like a huge black caterpillar.

"What happened?"

Adelaide squatted down to look at these broken limbs and arms. She couldn't understand why these people's conditions deteriorated so quickly after only two hours in the real world?

And Father Louis was here.

"Sorry." The priest who was used to pain said to her.

She withdrew her eyes from the other person with a complicated look, and then saw Donna with red eyes and stiff neck:

"Help me hold my hand."

Adelaide had no intention of using this to threaten them. After helping them, the three of them quickly reunited and stood in front of her again - but their sleeves and trouser legs were cut off, and their clothes looked like fishermen on the beach.

"Did Mr. Channing reply?" Clayton only cared about leaving Wonderland.

"He promised to help you, and he needs you to take someone to the place where you just entered Wonderland and imitate what Chude Osmar did."

"Who to take?" Donna asked.

Adelaide did not answer, but her eyes gave the answer - obviously someone who could be a "sacrifice".

"Opening the door to the fairyland requires blood sacrifices in both worlds at the same time. Will he also conduct blood sacrifices in Sasha City?" Clayton glanced at Donna, whose face was gradually becoming serious: "I cannot agree with such behavior. Is there any other way?"

Adelaide saw Clayton's eyes moving, and her expression suddenly became strange: "Mr. Channing knows that you may have such concerns. He said that you don't have to consider moral issues, because the execution of those sacrifices is legal even in the secular moral sense."

"Can the Elders extract death row prisoners from the prison?"

Clayton was surprised. After all, the prison is still an institution directly under the government, and the Elders should not be able to influence here.

Before telling the truth, Adelaide couldn't help but hesitate for a moment: "No, I heard that they are the descendants of Elder Fisher. According to Mr. Channing, Elder Fisher kills a group of useless descendants every year as ritual sacrifices."

Dorn law has no precedent for punishing parents who kill their children, and the law has no right to inquire about such incidents.

But this legal type is something that none of the three people thought of.

Donna wanted to say something, but Clayton stopped her.

"Elder Fisher is a ghoul." He said.

Sure enough, Donna didn't seem to have completely given up her entanglement, but she didn't refute it for the time being. Louis also held the same attitude as her, but the latter was more accepting of this than her. When Louis heard that the victim was not human, he had no worries at all.

Clayton continued to discuss with Adelaide about opening the door to the fairyland. In the place where they first came to the fairyland, there were countless living sacrifices, and they didn't need to prepare anything.

Adelaide needed to bring this news back, but before that she also needed to conduct a field investigation to ensure that the corresponding ritual form was safe.

Several people moved towards the sacrificial site, but were surprised to find that the horseshoe prints left by the previous cavalry team were always in front, as if they had the same purpose.

And when they realized this, the cavalry team appeared in front of them again.

In addition to the riders, there were also unconscious people on the back of each horse. They recognized that they were living sacrifices at the sacrificial site through several special faces.

The cavalry leader was also very surprised to see these people who had just been cut into pieces by their own side.

He raised a hand: "Cut them."