Those things with the female president in the primeval jungle

Chapter 211 The decisive battle without hesitation

The friction between hyenas and wolves has been going on for a long time. The two sides have fought countless times, each with casualties, and the two sides have been in a state of attrition.

But this time, the hairless hyena tipped the balance, moving with deadly precision.

Without warning, a decisive battle was launched and a sneak attack on the wolf's lair was launched.

The hyena attack not only caused heavy losses to the wolves, but also ignited the anger of the wild wolves.

Perhaps the hyenas were lying in ambush now, waiting for the wolves to charge the hyenas in the past and catch them all.

Such a decisive battle will undoubtedly be defeated!
The wolves couldn't understand me, but they seemed to understand that I was trying to discourage them.

The angry wolves looked up at me, growling and hissing, dripping saliva from their everted gums.

My behavior made the wolves furious.

I feel like these wolves are going to charge up at any moment and tear me to pieces.

It was only when the head wolf called softly that the pack of wolves didn't really pounce on them. Their anger had nowhere to vent, and manic saliva dripped down their fangs.

"Wow..." The golden-haired wolf growled at all the wolves, as if giving the final order for a decisive battle.

Immediately afterwards, the eyes of the wolves moved away from me, they turned their heads, and scattered towards the forest like a tide.

I can't dissuade them.

I can also understand the grief and indignation in their desperate desire for revenge.

The little wolf cub gritted his teeth and wanted to go with the pack, but the golden-haired wolf pushed its head back.

Finally, the alpha wolf looked at me with his one cold, resolute eye.

The little wolf cub was not reconciled, he twisted his butt, like a young soldier, rushing to the battlefield no matter what.

But the first wolf just gently held its body in its mouth, and threw the little wolf cub back to my feet.

It knows that this bloody battle is more dangerous than good.

The alpha wolf can lead the pack of wolves and rush forward without hesitation, fighting the hyenas to the death.

But it does not want its own children to suffer such cruelty and tragedy.

Too many children were sacrificed, and the she-wolf was all killed.

It suddenly occurred to me that this ethnic group actually has no continuation of the flame.

There is no female wolf to give birth to pups, and the pups are all killed and eaten.

At this moment, all the wolves can do is fight.

Just as we exterminated the crocodiles, now, these old friends of mine are also falling into a slow extinction under the cruel law of competition of nature.

Now that the ending is doomed, it is better to fight to the end!
I picked up the little wolf cub, and the little guy was still struggling in my hands.

But the wolf head gave it a hard look.

Startled by his father's sharp gaze, the little guy trembled and whimpered like a child who had done something wrong.

The alpha wolf opened his mouth, and his one-eyed expression was complicated.

I seem to see a trace of tenderness and love in his cold eyes, which I have never seen from him.

It stretched out its tongue, lightly licked the little wolf cub's furry head, and then turned around resolutely.

The upper limbs of the little wolf cub hung on my arm, it struggled weakly, and finally could only watch the figure of father leaving.

The wolf entrusted this little thing to me.

"Hey! Little guy, don't move around."

Probably understanding what his father meant, the little wolf cub struggled for a while, and finally stayed in my arms obediently.

Watching the back of the wolves leaving, I am filled with emotion.

In the evening, I took out the remaining raw meat from the wolf den and roasted it.

This time, the little wolf cub had no appetite and basically didn't eat much.

It has been staring at the entrance of the wolf den, looking forward to the triumphant return of its father and the wolves.

But until late at night, there was no sign of the wolves.

The little guy was tired of waiting, and finally fell asleep in my arms. Cold saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth. The little wolf cub was sleeping very well.

But I was still worried about the safety of the wolves, so I couldn't sleep.

Finally, after midnight, I saw a tired shadow, dragging its scarred body, stumbling to the wolf's den.

Only one wolf came back.

And the wolf who came back was also covered in bruises.

His ears were bitten off, his nose was torn all the way to his chin, and his flesh and blood were turned out. There was no intact fur on his body, and there were all bites and scratches.

But it still persisted at the last moment and returned to the wolf's den.

Perhaps sensing the breath of his companion, the little wolf cub twitched his pink nose, and instantly woke up from his dream.

The half-asleep and half-awake little guy looked a little dazed, but it got out of my hand at the first time and ran to the companion.

"Aww..." The bruised wolf looked at the little wolf cub and let out a weak howl.

It seems to be saying a final farewell...

(End of this chapter)