CHAPTER 34: CHAPTER 34 I HAVE A LADDER TO GO OVER THE WALL IF YOU HAVE A PLAN OF ZHANG LIANG_1

The Great Werewolf, endowed with a layer of stone armor, rose from the ground. Marbles bounced off his body, merely sparking and chipping away some stone fragments. The traps also hadn’t caused him much harm.

Watching his comrades struggling badly outside the protective wall, the Great Werewolf leaped over the trench outside the wall and grasped the barbed wire with both hands. As he desperately shook the barbed wire, he howled at the werewolves behind the protective wall, "Traitors! You traitors who betray the tribe! Once I get in, I will tear the flesh off your bodies piece by piece... ah..."

Before the Great Werewolf could finish his vicious words, he saw a treacherous werewolf, well-encased in armor, pull a small jar-like object from his pocket. The jar then sprayed a mist of droplets at him. Stone Skin Protection, which guarded the Great Werewolf with a stone shell, could not protect his eyes. The moment the mist hit his eyes, the intense burning pain made him forget all other sensations. He let out a pitiful scream, as if undergoing the cruelest punishment in the world. The pain forced him to release the wire and cover his face, and he then tumbled into the trench below.

The Great Werewolf’s screams unsettled the morale of the attacking werewolves. They didn’t know what kind of attack the Great Werewolf had suffered. However, if even a Great Werewolf blessed with Stone Skin Protection couldn’t approach the wall entangled with iron thorns, then they, clad only in linen clothes, would surely be unable to get down if they climbed up. Moreover, throwing stones as a counterattack proved ineffective. Farmers on the arrow towers hid within sheet iron cages. The werewolves behind the protective wall had their lower bodies protected by a piled-up earthen wall. Their upper bodies were covered in armor, and they wore helmets. Stones thrown at them elicited no response, but the marbles shot from their slingshots truly hurt when they struck.

And then there were the ubiquitous traps. In just a short period, more than ten Werewolves fell. If they could not break through the protective wall soon, the elite of the Duan’er Tribe would indeed be completely annihilated here.

At this moment, a buzzing sound came from the sky. Duan’er, who had been frantically chased by Yan Xing’s laser beams, finally deployed his strongest military force. Although it wasn’t the best time to use the Poison Flies, he could wait no longer.

Five Poison Flies descended from the sky, diving towards the Werewolf Warriors behind the protective wall. Their rapidly vibrating wings emitted a sound similar to helicopter rotor blades, growing louder as they dived. The targets of the Poison Flies were naturally the traitor werewolves in this human settlement. They were the only military force in this territory, and it was their defense that had caused heavy losses to the Duan’er Tribe. As long as these werewolves were killed, the war would be won.

The Poison Flies dived, their dragonfly-like tails bending forward to reveal sharp spikes at the ends. Those spikes contained a paralytic toxin. Just a little bit was enough to weaken a werewolf. Then, their pincer-like mouths would tear and bite, easily killing the werewolf.

Yan Xing, realizing the appearance of the Poison Flies, couldn’t help but become tense. These are the Swamp Tribe’s Fifth Order combat units, while the werewolves are merely First Order, and Olaf is just a Second Order elite Howler. In a direct confrontation, these nine werewolves stand no chance against the five Poison Flies. If the weapon he has specially prepared for the Poison Flies is ineffective, then all his preparations for this war will have been in vain.

At this moment, Olaf stood with his warriors in a line behind the territory’s protective wall. They were spaced about two meters apart, quickly firing slingshots to prevent the attacking werewolves from approaching. The werewolves’ keen hearing caught the sound coming from above. Without looking up, Olaf knew that the Duan’er Clan Leader had finally sent out the five Poison Flies. These were the Duan’er Tribe’s greatest reliance in defending the Red Mud Wetland; it was because of these five Poison Flies that the neighboring Werewolf Tribes dared not invade the Red Mud Wetland excessively.

"Poison Flies incoming, prepare to engage!" Olaf issued orders to the fighting Werewolf Warriors through the walkie-talkie.

Yan Xing likewise gave an order, "All farmers, take cover immediately! All arrow towers, prepare for anti-air defense!"

The farmers quickly hid inside the village-level Council Hall and the nearby tents. Yan Xing also crouched down, squeezing into an archery tower. Eddie then picked up an iron can and aimed it towards the sky.

Out of the nine Werewolves, four abandoned their attack on the enemies outside the protective wall to pick up iron cans from the ground.

On the iron cans were boldly written the words: "Somebrand’s Potent Spray Insecticide" and "Effectively Kills Flies, Mosquitoes, and Cockroaches."

This is the weapon Yan Xing specifically prepared for the Poison Flies. With "fly" in their name, Poison Flies should share some relation to ordinary flies. Even if they don’t, they are still insects. This type of insecticide is a neurotoxin specially designed for insects. It can even kill cockroaches, insects known for their strong vitality. Spraying it at the Poison Flies, even if it can’t kill them, should disrupt their attack. In any case, it’s a desperate measure. As long as the Poison Flies’ mobility can be restricted, they will pose no threat.

Yan Xing held a fishing net that he had previously placed in the archery tower with both hands, carefully peering out to observe the situation.

The five Poison Flies, ignoring the farmers desperately seeking cover in the territory, directly swooped down on Olaf’s pack. Their wings flapped faster as they darted through the air with nimble movements in all directions, showcasing the full potential of an insect’s agility. As they approached directly above the werewolves’ heads, the Poison Flies suddenly made steep turns in the air, drawing zigzag patterns, their extended poisonous stingers stretching towards the werewolves’ exposed fur. The tricky angle makes them hard to defend against, difficult to dodge. No wonder they hold the status of Fifth Order creatures of the Swamp.

But this time, they are not facing their usual enemies, nor are they being met with the usual weapons.

Strong-effect insecticide sprayed out. The high pressure inside the cans quickly and evenly dispersed the liquid into the air. Werewolves and farmers from inside the archery towers wielded the insecticide, spraying in a frenzy, and soon formed a misting curtain.

Within the misting curtain is a neurotoxin aimed at insects. This is a special-effect insecticide, developed and updated based on the increasing drug resistance of Earth’s insects. Although less toxic to mammals, for the Poison Flies encountering this targeted poison for the first time, it’s like a crushing blow to their heads.

The neurotoxin took effect very quickly. As soon as the Poison Flies came into contact with the insecticide mist, their central nervous systems were poisoned, and they immediately lost their sense of direction. The five Poison Flies flew clumsily, as if drunk, the toxin spreading and paralyzing their movements. Yet, their size is so massive that the dose of insecticide seems insufficient to kill them directly. However, seeing the insecticide’s effectiveness, Yan Xing will not miss the opportunity to kick them while they’re down.

Seizing the moment, Yan Xing stood up from inside the archery tower, throwing out the fishing net with all his might over the Poison Flies, which had no clue how to dodge. The Werewolves and the farmers inside the archery towers also cast their fishing nets at the same time.

Without causing any casualties, all five Poison Flies were captured, not a single one missed.

Outside, Duan’er and the remaining werewolves... were stunned.