I was a knight in the Middle Ages

Chapter 289: Surviving a near-death experience and leaving everything to fate

However, Alpha's combat experience was limited after all, and facing the siege of five werewolves, his wounds continued to increase. Every swing of the sword and every dodge made him feel powerless.

Finally, after a fierce battle, Alpha finally defeated the last enemy, but he himself turned into a bloody man, almost exactly like Strong. Both of them were covered in scars and were just brothers in distress.

"Werewolf, your target is me." Looking at Strong lying on the ground, Alpha felt a strong anger and determination. He killed another werewolf who tried to attack by surprise. The remaining five werewolves stared at Alpha with red eyes, as if they wanted to tear him to pieces.

Alpha raised his hand and fired three bullets, but this time the werewolves seemed to have known how powerful the Magic Gun Team was, and they quickly dispersed, so that Alpha's three armor-piercing bullets only hit one werewolf. Now, Alpha only had five armor-piercing bullets left, and the situation became more critical.

Alpha quickly loaded the magazine and stared at the four werewolves in front of him. The four werewolves actually chose to attack together. Obviously, they have realized that they are no match for Alpha alone, and they are determined to keep Alpha alive even if they are injured or even killed.

Alpha took a deep breath, knowing that the next battle would be even more difficult. But he did not retreat, but rushed forward to meet the werewolves' attack. His sword flashed, and his bullets streaked across the night sky like meteors, with every strike carrying the determination to kill.

In this life-and-death contest, Alpha showed his extraordinary courage and perseverance. Although he was wounded and had little ammunition left, he still adhered to his beliefs and vowed to protect Strong and his own life.

The fat werewolf that Gunns faced was indeed not to be underestimated. The fat werewolf's defense was almost extreme, as if his skin and muscles had been specially strengthened. Gunns tried many ways of attacking, whether it was a sharp sword, fierce flames or icy cold air, none of them could leave any marks on the fat werewolf. Every attack was easily resisted, and even bounced back, making Gunns feel unprecedented frustration.

Not only that, the fat werewolf also has amazing recovery ability. Even if it occasionally suffers some minor injuries, it can heal quickly in a short time, as if those wounds had never existed. This makes the battle more difficult, because no matter how hard Guns tries, he seems unable to cause substantial damage to the enemy.

Facing such a powerful opponent, Gunns began to think of new strategies. He knew that he could not win by strength alone, and he had to find a way to break through the opponent's defense.

Therefore, Gunns decided to use his speed advantage, constantly changing positions, looking for opportunities to attack from different angles. At the same time, he also tried to find possible weaknesses or loopholes in the fat werewolf through observation.

As time went on, Gunns gradually figured out the pattern of the opponent's action and found the best time. When the fat werewolf rushed towards him again, he cleverly avoided the head-on collision, went around behind him, and then concentrated all his strength to hit the fat werewolf's neck hard.

This attack finally broke the deadlock. Although it failed to defeat the opponent directly, it successfully caused considerable trouble to the opponent and won precious time for subsequent battles.

The continuous fierce battles caused Guns' physical strength to drop sharply. He felt his muscles begin to ache and his breathing became rapid. Every swing of the sword and every dodge consumed a lot of his physical strength and energy.

The fat werewolf on the opposite side was like a non-stop fighting machine. No matter how serious the injuries were, it could recover quickly, as if those wounds did not exist at all.

Gunns was secretly amazed in his heart. This opponent was really too strong. Although his critical hit could cause some damage to the fat werewolf, it was only a brief pause and would soon be repaired by the opponent's powerful self-healing ability.

This constant pressure made Gunns feel unprecedentedly tired. He knew that if he didn't find a way to change the situation, he would find it difficult to hold on.

However, just when Gunns was in trouble, he suddenly thought of a possible way. Perhaps some clever tactics could be used to weaken the fat werewolf's fighting power, such as using illusions or setting traps. Although this would require time and opportunity, in the current situation, this might be the only way to reverse the situation.

Therefore, Gunns decided to avoid direct confrontation for the time being and look for the right time to implement his plan. He carefully looked around and found a pile of disorderly stones not far away. These stones were piled together to form a narrow space, which was just enough to restrict the fat werewolf's movements.

In order to increase his speed and flexibility, Gunns took off his heavy equipment without hesitation. He knew that doing so would increase the risk of being killed by the fat werewolf, but if he didn't do so, he would not be able to survive this battle. Instead of passively taking a beating, it is better to take the initiative and look for a ray of hope.

Guns took a deep breath and quickly moved towards the pile of stones. Every step was full of tension and danger, but he did not retreat. He knew that only in this way could he find a chance of victory in a life-or-death situation.

When Gunns reached the pile of rocks, he quickly hid in the narrow space. This not only limited the fat werewolf's attack range, but also provided him with more concealment and defense. He began to set traps, using all the resources at hand, including rocks, branches and ropes. Each trap was carefully designed to ensure that it would work at the critical moment.

At the same time, the fat werewolf was also looking for Gunns. It roared and searched around, trying to find this cunning opponent. However, Gunns had already prepared, and he quietly waited for the best time among the rocks.

Finally, the fat werewolf found where Gunns was hiding. It roared and rushed towards the pile of rocks. However, just as it was about to approach its target, the first trap was triggered. A huge rock rolled down from above and hit the fat werewolf's back heavily. The huge impact made it stagger, but it did not completely lose its fighting power.

Gunns seized the opportunity and quickly jumped out of the pile of rocks, holding a sharp dagger in his hand. He aimed at the fat werewolf's weakness and stabbed it fiercely. The dagger pierced deeply into the fat werewolf's abdomen, and blood gushed out instantly. The fat werewolf howled in pain, but it did not fall down.

Gunns knew that he could not relax at all, so he continued to attack, each time accurately. However, the fat werewolf was so strong that he was still alive and well even after being stabbed more than a dozen times in the abdomen.

The fat werewolf roared and snarled, but the surrounding environment restricted him from making big movements, so he could only keep hitting the enemy on his body. In the end, the fat werewolf still threw Guns away. Under the huge force, Guns hit the rock hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The fat werewolf jumped high, aiming his feet at Guns on the ground. With this kick, Guns would definitely die.

Guens knew this, and he turned over to avoid it despite the severe pain. However, due to the restrictions of the chosen environment, he only moved less than one meter before being blocked by the rocks next to him. It was too late to get up now, and Guens' feet were getting bigger and bigger.

With a loud bang, the fat werewolf slammed hard on the rock, and Guns was instantly buried by the broken rock.

The fat werewolf's arms were covered in blood, and it was obvious that this attack was no joke. It turned out that the fat werewolf locked the target with his feet, but because his body was too fat, his arms hit the rock hard, which allowed Gunns to avoid the direct attack.

The fat werewolf angrily lifted up the rocks and rubble, hoping to find the escaped human. However, to his disappointment, there was no one below, and Gunns had already escaped. This discovery made the fat werewolf extremely angry and frustrated. He let out a deafening roar that echoed in the valley, as if even the earth was shaking.

Unwilling to give up, the fat werewolf quickly jumped onto a protruding rock, stood firmly on his feet, and began to carefully survey the surrounding environment. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, not missing any place where humans might hide.

At this moment, the fat werewolf was extremely hungry, and his heart was filled with hatred and desire for humans. He vowed to find the escaped prey and eat it alive to relieve his hatred.

At the same time, under the rocks not far away, Gunns was crawling carefully, trying not to make any noise. He knew that if he was discovered by the fat werewolf, the consequences would be disastrous.

Unfortunately, the blood that flowed from his body became the best tracer. The faint smell of blood in the air was the most obvious clue for the fat werewolf with an extremely keen sense of smell.

As time passed, the fat werewolf gradually approached Gunns's position with this weak but clearly identifiable breath...

Suddenly, the fat werewolf's mouth curled up into a cruel smile. He had discovered Gunns's location through his keen sense of smell. In the gap, the helpless human was trying to hide himself, but he didn't know that he had already been exposed to the werewolf's perception.

The fat werewolf suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the target like an arrow. However, just by a hair's breadth, his sharp claws almost brushed past the tip of the human's nose, but just that little distance made the attack futile. Gunns was so frightened that his whole body stiffened, not daring to move. Only when he saw the werewolf stand up did he breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that the other party had given up.

However, before Gunns could recover from the shock, the werewolf stomped its feet on the rock, and the huge force caused the rock under its feet to loosen. Gunns, who realized the danger, immediately tried to move his position, but the werewolf was faster. It no longer directly grabbed Gunns' body, but used its own weight to press down a boulder that was about to roll down, trying to force the human into a desperate situation in this way.

Finally, in this life-and-death struggle, Gunns was forced into a narrow corner with almost no room to move. He could only curl up in the little gap that remained, his heart filled with despair and fear, not knowing what terrible thing would happen next.

"Ah!" A shrill scream broke the silence of the night sky. One of Guns' legs was pressed tightly by a huge rock. The severe pain surged like a tide, causing him to scream continuously, and the sound was full of pain and despair. However, these screams seemed to be a stimulant for the werewolves. There was a cruel light in their eyes, and a hideous smile appeared at the corners of their mouths.

The werewolves continued to try to put pressure on the boulder in an attempt to further increase Gunns' pain. But they soon discovered that the boulder was firmly held down by another boulder next to it and could no longer be pressed down. Moreover, this position was very awkward for them, and the werewolves' arms could not reach the trapped Gunns, which made them feel extremely angry and frustrated.

"Fat pig, come down if you dare!" Seeing this rare opportunity, Gunns actually began to taunt the werewolf. Although his voice was slightly trembling due to pain, the provocation was clear and unmistakable.

How could the angry werewolves let this human go so easily? They were completely enraged by Gunns's ridicule. One of the werewolves suddenly burst out with unprecedented strength and began to push the boulder with all his strength.

As they worked hard, the huge rocks on both sides slowly moved, making a heart-pounding roar.

Seeing this, Gunns immediately shut up. He wanted to slap himself hard to punish himself for his rashness and stupidity. He knew that his ridicule just now might bring him a greater disaster.

A deafening wolf howl pierced the night sky. It was the wolf king roaring. The sound was full of majesty and power, as if it could penetrate all obstacles and reach every corner.

After hearing the roar, the fat werewolf involuntarily stopped what he was doing. A trace of awe and worry flashed in his eyes, and his gaze turned towards the vaguely visible battlefield in the distance.

After a brief hesitation, the fat werewolf finally decided to reunite the scattered rocks and quickly combine them into a solid tomb. After completing all this, he did not stop at all, but resolutely ran towards the place where the sound of fighting came from in the distance - that was where his companions were fighting fiercely.

At the same time, Gunns took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. At this moment, he didn't even dare to breathe, and even his breathing became extremely cautious, for fear that the slightest movement would cause unnecessary trouble or danger. But even with such caution, Gunns knew very well that it was almost impossible to evacuate safely under the current situation.

The only thing he could do now was to pray silently, hoping that the boss could defeat the enemy in front of him. Only in this way could he have a chance of survival. At this critical moment, there seemed to be no other way except to wait for a miracle to happen.