191: Chapter 191 Reverse Encirclement

On a towering, massive rocky slope in the Scarlet Grassland.

Fierce winds blew through the red grass covering the ground.

A full ten thousand fully armed, berserk Wolf Cavalry gathered here in a dark mass, exuding an aura of murderous intent.

At the very front of the Wolf Cavalry army.

The Grand Commander of the Outer Mongolia Ranger District, Husleng, was riding the largest Mutant Warg.

His eyes were like a hawk's, coldly overlooking the grasslands in the distance.

Through the red Grass Sea, one could vaguely see a large, empty patch in the center that had been violently crushed out.

A blood-red heavy tank, resembling a small hill, sat quietly in the middle of the clearing.

And all around it, at least several thousand heavy combat vehicles were parked densely.

Husleng's expression was serious.

"It seems that useless Baturu was taken out by this group on the other side."

Adjutant Wuen quickly lowered his head and respectfully reported, "Yes, Grand Commander."

"Our hunting wolves have caught the scent of a large amount of blood in the Grass Sea ahead!"

"Baturu and his men were definitely ambushed by them!"

Adjutant Wuen narrowed his eyes, a trace of gravity in his gaze.

"Hundreds of elite Wolf Cavalry had their ID colors turn gray within ten seconds."

"It seems the opponent's strength is not to be underestimated."

After a brief silence.

Husleng slowly turned his head, glancing at the ten-thousand-strong Wolf Cavalry army behind him that stretched as far as the eye could see.

A haughty, cold sneer curled the corners of his mouth.

"Wuen! What nonsense are you spouting?!"

"Good strength, so what?"

"We have a full ten thousand elite Wolf Cavalry army!"

Husleng suddenly raised the heavy spear in his hand and roared at the sky.

"Warriors of the grasslands!"

"Charge in!"

"Use the blood of these outsiders to avenge our brothers!"

"Eternal Heaven will bless every warrior who charges!"

"Avenge!"

"Kill!"

Earth-shattering wolf howls erupted suddenly.

Over ten thousand grassland cavalrymen let out excited, unearthly screams, driving their Mutant Mount Wolves like a black torrent as they charged down the high slope, plunging headlong into the three-to-four-meter-tall scarlet Grass Sea.

In their eyes.

Although those thousands of steel combat vehicles looked heavily armed.

In this dense Grass Sea, they, the Wolf Cavalry, had an absolute topographical advantage!

Their steel spears could pierce through iron plating!

As long as they dove into the Grass Sea, those clumsy tin cans would be blind, living targets!

...

Meanwhile.

In the Red Wolf Army camp in the center of the clearing.

Lin Zihao sat on his armored motorcycle, watching the dense swarm of red dots surging on the holographic radar in front of him.

He decisively synchronized the radar image to the entire guild's combat channel.

The channel instantly erupted.

"Hahaha! The other side has taken the bait!"

"Brothers in the grass, shut your engines off, damn it, and hide well!"

"Don't be in a rush to fire! Wait until they get a bit closer before acting!"

Just then.

In the main guild channel, Lin Zihao's frivolous voice, carrying a hint of a smile, came through.

"Listen up, everyone. Since this is takeout delivered from afar by the other side, be polite to them for me."

"Tank main guns and high-explosive incendiary shells, lock them all down!"

"You guys ruined the meat yesterday!"

"If anyone dares to take the easy way out today by firing the cannons, blowing the wolf meat to pieces, or scorching the wolf skin..."

"Then they won't even get a sip of soup tonight!"

"Use heavy machine gun potshots to herd them into the middle of the clearing for me!"

Lin Zihao paused and asked, "Brother Old Ma, how are things prepared on your end?"

The logistics channel communication light instantly lit up.

Old Ma's excited voice was trembling, "Don't worry, Vice President!"

"Our iron pots are already boiling!"

"The hot pot base is all ready! Just waiting for the fresh ingredients to go into the pot!"

Hearing this, the Red Wolf Army collectively got hyped!

"Received!"

"Western encirclement zone is in position, waiting for the takeout to arrive!"

"Received!"

"Eastern side is in position!"

...

Mia, hiding in the armored RV, stared blankly through the window at everything happening outside.

No panic, no scurrying about.

Those red steel behemoths, radiating terrifying pressure, had all shut down their engines.

Like a group of experienced deep-sea hunters, they lay silently in ambush, perfectly blending into the three-to-four-meter-tall scarlet Grass Sea.

Completely invisible!

Mia swallowed hard, her little head completely blank.

This group of humans she viewed as demons...

Actually treated those vicious grassland overlords as hot pot ingredients to be hunted?!

...

Shifting perspective back to the Wolf Cavalry army.

Husleng led the ten thousand cavalry, speeding through the three-to-four-meter-tall red grass.

However.

Just as the army was halfway through their charge.

The Mutant Mount Wolves in the very front suddenly seemed to sense something terrifying.

Their legs went weak one after another, and ignoring the whipping from their masters on their backs, they braked frantically in the mud.

All the Mutant Mount Wolves went on alert in place, issuing restless, beastly low growls from their throats.

"What's going on?!"

Husleng pulled the reins tight, furrowing his brow as he shouted, "Why have you stopped?"

Adjutant Wuen's face was pale as he looked around in terror.

The surrounding three-to-four-meter-tall scarlet Grass Sea was now swaying eerily and sporadically.

Vaguely, he felt a threat of death coming from the depths of the grass in all directions.

"Gr... Grand Commander..."

Wuen swallowed, his voice shaking like a sieve.

"The enemy seems to have an ambush..."

"W-we... seem to have been surrounded!"

"What?"

Husleng widened his eyes sharply, as if he had heard the greatest joke in the world.

"This is impossible!"

"How many people can they possibly have?!"

"A mere few thousand combat vehicles want to surround our ten thousand elites in this vast grassland?!"

"What kind of joke are you making?!"

Wuen's face was pale as paper, and he shook his head repeatedly.

"No... Grand Commander..."

"The other side... should have more than a few thousand..."

After saying this, Wuen abruptly closed his eyes and quickly formed hand seals.

Special skill activated.

He synchronized the visual feed from a hawk circling in the sky to Husleng's holographic screen.

Husleng's vision instantly elevated, overlooking the entire scarlet Grass Sea from a god's-eye view.

In the image.

Apart from the few thousand combat vehicles in the clearing.

Indeed, not a single shadow of any other combat vehicle could be seen.

Because the Red Wolf Army's all-blood-red paint job had long since perfectly hidden them in this red ocean.

But! Not seeing them didn't mean they weren't there!

At this moment, the Red Wolf Army moved!

From all directions, east, south, west, north!

As far as the eye could see, the towering red grass within a radius of over ten kilometers all began to shake frantically!

That was not a gentle breeze at all.

It was a massive vortex of slaughter formed by countless steel behemoths sneaking secretly beneath the grass!

Looking at that overwhelming, chilling fluctuation of the Grass Sea.

Husleng's legs went weak, and he almost fell off his wolf's back.

His eyes were hollow, and he let out a roar filled with despair.

"Oh, Eternal Heaven..."

"How many people... do they actually have?!"