Chapter 510 - 162: Snowfield Pursuit
At this moment, the distance to the other side should be less than five hundred meters.
Chen Yan hid in the woods, approaching from the side, neither too hurried nor too slow, while carefully adjusting his breathing rate.
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The firelight was right next to a rock below the ridge.
The bonfire was made very large, perhaps by cutting down a strange tree temporarily, and the woodpile of the bonfire was stacked nearly to the height of a person.
The huge flames shot skyward, bringing ample heat.
By the bonfire, sat several short and stout monsters of the Fierce Beast Race wearing leather armor. Some of them leaned against each other, sleeping and resting, while others lay by the bonfire, warming themselves.
Chen Yan lay prone in the woods, now about a hundred meters away from the other side.
He had already climbed a strange tree, with a long-handled axe tucked at his waist, holding a recurve bow in his right hand and pinching an arrow with his left.
Chen Yan counted, there were six Fierce Beast Race monsters resting and camping by the fire.
There were no prisoners or spoils to be seen—at least Chen Yan did not see Big White or Big White’s corpse.
The best spot by the bonfire was under that rock.
That location was sheltered from the wind, and the heat blocked by the rock would not disperse quickly, forming a warm corner.
Chen Yan saw that in this prime spot sat a monster of the Fierce Beast Race.
This fellow had a bald head, a stout build, and was broader than the other Fierce Beast Race monsters by a full circle.
However, its situation wasn’t great... It wasn’t wearing leather armor because it had taken it off; there was a wound on its chest, and another Fierce Beast Race monster was kneeling beside it, holding a piece of wood, carefully applying something that looked like black sludge to its wound.
Chen Yan saw traces of blood at its feet—this fellow should be injured, and quite badly.
The injured guy seemed to be the leader of this group, and in its injured state, it appeared to be in a deep sleep.
The substance applied to its chest by the nearby monster should be some kind of medicine, and after application, a piece of hide was lightly slapped over its chest, sticking to it.
These monsters were not entirely without defense.
Though resting and sleeping, they left one monster on guard, sitting at the edge of the camp, periodically scanning the surroundings.
Chen Yan felt a bit disappointed—these monsters appeared more elite than the Fierce Beast Race in the village. Their leather armor and weapons were better than those of the village Fierce Beast Race.
Their vigilance was stronger too, and judging by the watch post, these guys had more combat prowess.
Chen Yan made a calculation.
Six enemies, with one injured leader, leaving five in fighting condition.
For an ambush, the first arrow would definitely target the watchful guard.
He was about a hundred meters away from the enemy. At a hundred meters, Chen Yan had a seventy percent chance of killing with one shot!
Even if he couldn’t kill directly, he could incapacitate the enemy significantly.
But expecting the enemy to make no sound was impossible.
Five minus one, leaving four.
A hundred meters away, it would take the enemy several seconds to find him in the dark and charge over.
In those few seconds, with his bow’s firing speed, Chen Yan was confident he could take out two to three more.
Hmm, wait, he mustn’t be too optimistic.
Though his archery skills were decent, he hadn’t yet reached the level of a master archer.
The archery skills honed in the club’s shooting range hadn’t been tested outdoors.
Factors like wind speed and direction differ greatly between indoors and outdoors.
And with enemies running and moving, his aim may not be as precise as in an indoor range.
But, he wasn’t relying solely on archery, as he had other attack techniques!
Overall, Chen Yan felt more than sixty to seventy percent confident he could wipe out these guys—if their skill level was comparable to those Fierce Beast Race warriors in the village.
Chen Yan had slowly drawn the bow, nocking the arrow on the string, quietly aiming at the monster on watch in the camp.
But two seconds later, Chen Yan suddenly frowned, releasing the tension from the bowstring, letting the arrow tip drop, squinting at the distant monster camp.
No, that’s not right!
He’d miscalculated!
He had sixty to seventy percent confidence to wipe them out?
That estimation was wrong!!
The two batches of bodies he encountered earlier were obviously handled by someone extraordinarily skilled!
Such expert swordsmanship, killing an enemy with one blow—though Chen Yan hadn’t seen it firsthand, he easily judged: the one who acted was definitely more formidable than him!!
A guy stronger than him in terms of skill, chasing this group, yet going through several attempts... and still not wiping them out?
Yet he was blindly confident, thinking he could single-handedly wipe them out?
That wasn’t right!
Therefore... this group of monsters definitely exceeded his assessment! They must be more formidable than those monsters in the village!
Chen Yan exhaled, feeling a pang of relief that he hadn’t acted rashly.
At that moment, his eyes suddenly lit up!
In the upper left corner of the monster camp, in the outer area near the ridge, a rock originally covered in ice and snow suddenly shifted slightly!
The ice and snow moved gently, slowly approaching the camp...
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