Chapter 31: Ambushing the Wasteland Wolves

"Look! They're coming!" Suddenly, an exclamation broke the silence.

Everyone hurriedly followed the direction of the sound and stared, only to see a few blurry black shadows slowly appearing several hundred meters away in the distance.

The black shadows approached step by step, becoming clearer and clearer, until they finally joined up with the two Wasteland wolves from before.

"One, two, three..." Zhao Shan squinted his eyes and counted carefully, "Eleven, plus the two from before, that's thirteen in total."

Everyone's hearts sank instantly; even without Zhao Shan saying it, they could see clearly that this number was truly quite troublesome.

"Damn it, so many!" Someone spat on the ground and cursed with a face full of annoyance.

"Yeah, if it were seven or eight, we could still put up a fight, but thirteen all at once is too much trouble. If we had known, we should have finished off those two earlier; we wouldn't be so passive now."

"Lu Yu wanted to act just now, it's not like you didn't see it; those two beasts are very cunning."

"Then what should we do now?" Gazes turned eagerly toward Lu Guohao, and everyone hoped he could come up with a plan.

Lu Yu was secretly nervous, his palms covered in sweat, as he gripped the Long Bow in his hand tightly.

The dangers of the wild were far beyond imagination; if a lone person ran into this pack, they would likely be torn to shreds in an instant.

"Forget it." Lu Guohao let out a long sigh and said helplessly. In the crowd, some let out a sigh of relief, while others were full of unwillingness, their emotions stirring.

"Guohao, they're just a dozen or so Low-level Fierce Beasts, what are you afraid of?" The one speaking was Sun Gang, who held a short spear, his voice exceptionally loud. "If they dare to charge over, we can take out at least two or three in one round of throwing."

"That's right, Guohao, look, they are clearly wary of us too and don't dare to act rashly."

"Guohao, if we bring this little calf back, it'll be enough for the whole Zhai to eat for several days!"

"Old Sun, I understand what you mean." Lu Guohao looked at Sun Gang with a serious expression. "Even if we kill two or three in one round of throwing, there are still ten or so left. In a one-on-one situation, can you guarantee that no one will get hurt?"

Sun Gang was stunned for a moment and couldn't say a word.

"What if someone gets bitten and infected with the Beast Plague? Have you forgotten the people who were injured before..." Lu Guohao couldn't continue, his expression full of grief.

"Old Sun, listen to Guohao." Zhao Shan patted Sun Gang on the shoulder and said earnestly, "There aren't many people left in our Zhai; let's not take risks if we don't have to."

Although Sun Gang was full of reluctance, he still silently put away his short spear and accepted the decision.

Everyone's mood suddenly dropped; the prey that was within reach was now gone, and everyone felt frustrated.

Lu Yu looked at the wolf pack in the distance, and a bold idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

After reluctantly leaving behind the butchered beef, the Hunting Team retreated quickly. Of course, someone secretly took a piece of prime meat, and Lu Guohao didn't say anything.

Seeing the figures gradually disappear, the dozen or so Wasteland wolves cautiously approached slowly.

Two or three wolves rushed to the meat first, swallowing it in large gulps; flesh and blood were swallowed into their bellies. Seeing this, the other wolves joined in one after another. For a time, the sound of bones being chewed echoed one after another.

Some who were eating heartily even raised their necks and let out howls.

They didn't notice at all that the group that had left earlier was crouching down and approaching again silently. Five hundred meters, four hundred meters, three hundred meters...

"Lu Yu," Zhao Shan, who was walking at the front, couldn't help but speak up, "Even if we go back, it'll be too late. With the eating speed of those beasts, it'll be good if there's a hundred catties left out of the two hundred catties of meat and bones."

The others nodded one after another, their faces full of confusion, not knowing what Lu Yu was trying to do.

Lu Yu, however, smiled mysteriously and said, "Zhao Shu, who said I was going back for that meat?"

"!" Zhao Shan stopped abruptly, turned his head, and widened his eyes. "Could it be that you want to..."

"That's right." Lu Yu nodded heavily. "I want to see if there's a chance to ambush them. We can take the wolf meat back to eat, can't we?"

"Hiss..." Everyone, including Lu Guohao, gasped.

This idea was too risky—no, it was too clever! Not to mention that these beasts wouldn't expect it, even humans would find it hard to predict that they would return.

Moreover, Lu Yu was right; wolf meat tasted delicious, somewhat similar to dog meat, and was very fragrant to eat.

Sun Gang, who had been full of unwillingness just a moment ago, turned red with excitement after hearing Lu Yu's words.

That's more like it! As humans, having our prey snatched away by a pack of beasts was simply a great humiliation!

Of course, Lu Yu wasn't taking a blind risk. Seeing that they were less than two hundred meters away, he lowered his voice and said, "The wind is currently blowing from the wolf pack toward us, so the chance of them smelling our scent is very small."

"If we can get within one hundred meters, I am confident I can shoot and kill at least four Wasteland wolves in the shortest possible time. As for the remaining nine, uncles, are you confident you can finish them off without getting hurt?"

"Yes!" Sun Gang immediately responded loudly. "As long as these nine beasts dare to charge over, within twenty meters, we can hit at least two or three in one round of throwing. We've dealt with them plenty of times before; they are fast, but not so fast that we can't see them clearly."

"That's right, if the remaining wolves charge over, they'll taste the power of our long spears."

"Hmph, I guarantee they won't be able to return."

Lu Guohao was also tempted as he listened; holding a two or three-meter-long spear alone against a single Wasteland wolf gave them a high chance of winning.

For one, the long spear had a reach advantage, and for another, these beasts were quite stupid and would mistake the long spear for part of the human body, attacking the shaft.

Not to mention that there were seven or eight of them attacking together. But he remained calm and asked, "Lu Yu, are you really confident you can shoot four of them?" Everyone's gaze turned to Lu Yu; this was the key to the entire plan, and if there was a mistake, someone could very likely be injured or killed.

"Mm, leave it to me." Lu Yu nodded firmly. At this moment, the distance had closed to within one hundred and fifty meters. He quietly switched to the eighty-catties draw-weight bow on his back, pulled an arrow with his right hand, and continued forward, crouching low.

The distance grew closer and closer, and the chewing sounds of the wolf pack not far away could be heard clearly.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats; this was their first time ambushing a wolf pack, and they were so nervous that they could clearly hear their own heartbeats. The risk certainly existed, but without taking risks, where would the harvest come from?

One hundred and thirty meters, one hundred and ten meters, one hundred meters. One or two wolves seemed to notice something unusual and raised their heads, sniffing the surrounding air vigilantly.

Unfortunately, the smell of blood was too strong; they hesitated for a moment, then lowered their heads again and tore off a large piece of meat.

"Lu Yu, we're at one hundred meters, right?" Zhao Shan asked in a nervous, low voice.

"Zhao Shu, let's get a little closer." Lu Yu said through gritted teeth.

One hundred meters was not the optimal shooting range; it would be best to get closer to eighty meters.

Of course, if they were discovered beforehand, he would immediately stand up, draw his bow, and nock an arrow.

In these few short seconds, everyone was nervous to the extreme. The ten or twenty-meter distance felt incredibly long at this moment. Until Lu Yu's voice sounded again:

"Alright, Zhao Shu, let's do it here."