In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

Chapter 676 The Howling Moon Hunting Group Begins the Hunt

After obtaining the exact coordinates of the Redemption Road branch from the prisoners, Baltu took out the map he had obtained from Xuan Yuan.

After careful comparison and confirmation, the prisoner's account was found to be completely consistent with the coordinates provided by the Empire.

He gave Uen a look, signaling her to deal with the prisoners, and then Baltu spread out the map, and the wolf riders immediately surrounded him.

"The rat's testimony proves that the Imperials' intelligence was correct; those bastards from Redemption Path are indeed hiding in their stronghold beneath that subway hub."

Balertu's finger jabbed at the circled coordinates, his eyes sweeping over the surrounding wolf riders like a blade.

The Redemption Path does indeed know how to find a place to hide; even the "savage" Baltu could tell they had chosen a good spot.

The abandoned subway hub is well-connected and easy to defend, making it less than ideal hunting grounds for the Howling Moon Hunters who live in the wilderness.

Just as Baltu was pondering what to do, he suddenly looked up and gazed at the distant sky.

A vast sea of ​​swords, composed of countless golden sword shadows, suddenly appeared in the sky, and with overwhelming force, it neutralized the impending bombardment.

"That...that is..."

One of the wolf riders instinctively gripped the scimitar at his waist, his voice trembling slightly.

He had witnessed a similar scene on the battlefield with the empire, from the valiant and unparalleled crown prince of the empire, Huo Wuji, the "Champion Marquis" who was almost invincible in the eyes of the wilderness wolf people.

One man, one gun, fought his way in and out of the raging allied forces of twelve hunting groups seven times, and incidentally took the heads of six of the great hunters.

Without a doubt, the Imperials who were able to create such a scene were no nobodys, but top-tier experts comparable to the Champion Marquis.

"It seems those imperialists are even more anxious than we are."

Baltu withdrew his gaze, a sinister smile appearing on his tense face: "They've even sent out this level of combat power, which means they're also afraid of things going wrong if they wait too long."

He turned to look at the wolf riders: "But, there are still obstacles ahead, and it is not yet time for our Howling Moon Hunting Group to set off."

Calmly brushing the dust off his clothes, Baltu sat back down in his original spot.

"Just wait, the arbitrator from the empire will probably come looking for us soon."

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As Baletu had expected, not long afterward, specks of ink suddenly appeared in the air.

The next second, the ink paintings coalesced, outlining the figure of a woman dressed in Hanfu.

As the figure gradually solidified, the ink wash dissipated, and Xuan Yuan, with a serious expression, reappeared before Baletu and the group of wolf riders.

The moment Xuan Yuan appeared, the air seemed to freeze for a moment again. The lingering fragrance of ink paintings mingled with the smoke from the campfire, creating a slightly strange atmosphere.

Baletu raised his twin blades without even lifting his eyelids, glancing indifferently at Xuan Yuan.

"You arrived even faster than I expected. What, is Her Highness afraid we'll desert us? Or is she afraid the Howling Moon Hunting Flock will steal her thunder?"

Xuan Yuan's expression was cold and stern, and the hem of her Hanfu fluttered even without wind.

She walked straight up to Baltu, ignoring the wary gazes of the wolf riders around her and the low, menacing threats emanating from the white wolves.

"Zhan Kui is joking."

Xuan Yuan's voice was cold, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority: "His Highness sent me here to confirm one thing."

Her gaze was piercing as she looked directly into Baltu's eyes: "The obstacles ahead have been cleared by the Empire, but Your Highness would like to know whether the members of the Howling Moon Hunt are ready with their fangs and claws to tear apart those scum who dare to covet the Hunt's jewel?"

"As sons of the Howling Moon Hunt, we will never hide our fangs and claws."

Baltu reached out and placed his hand on the head of his mount, his gaze piercing Xuan Yuan like a sharp blade: "But Your Excellency, we are not the empire's lackeys, and we do not need anyone to tell us when to bite the enemy's throat."

Xuan Yuan's expression remained unchanged, and she did not even take a step back despite the hostility in Baletu's words.

She simply gazed quietly at the warrior before her, her eyes as still as a deep well.

"Zhan Kui has misunderstood."

Xuan Yuan chuckled lightly: "Your Highness never doubts the sharpness of the Howling Moon Hunting Pack's fangs and claws, just as a hunter never doubts whether his arrows can pierce the throat of his prey."

She suddenly changed the subject, her tone still calm, but carrying an invisible sense of pressure: "But even the sharpest arrow, if it trembles and hesitates on the bowstring, will not only miss its target, but may even injure the hunter holding the bow."

Baltu tightened his grip on the double-edged sword slightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

He could feel the wolf riders' breathing becoming heavier, and the white wolves' ears were pulled back, revealing their gleaming white fangs.

The atmosphere was tense, as if a single spark could ignite it.

"Okay, I understand."

Baltu let out a sneer, straightened his body, and the shadow cast by his burly figure almost enveloped Xuan Yuan.

"Now that the path ahead has been cleared, I would like to ask the judge to go back and tell that prince not to interfere with the Howling Moon Hunting Group's hunt."

Xuan Yuan nodded slightly, seemingly having anticipated Baletu's reaction.

"Please make yourself at home, Zhan Kui, but please remember that it was His Highness who gave you the opportunity to rescue Princess Xiaoyue."

Before Baletu, whose expression had changed, could say anything, Xuan Yuan vanished from their sight, leaving behind only a faint scent of ink and a group of wolf riders looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Tsk, damn foreigners."

Baltu snorted and casually slung his twin blades over his shoulder: "You all heard that, didn't you? Those Imperials cleared away the obstacles of that Federation rebel army, but that was their battle, and it had nothing to do with the Howling Moon Hunters."

He suddenly raised a battle blade and roared, "And we are fighting for the little princess, for the Great Hunter's precious daughter! For the dignity and glory of the Howling Moon Hunting Group!"

Led by Baltu, the wolf riders roared their battle cries.

One by one, the white wolves raised their heads, their throats rumbling with a murderous howl.

"Sukh! Soren! Un! Batel!"

The four wolf riders whose names were called immediately stood tall and awaited orders from the War Chief.

"Come with me, bring your best men, and get ready to begin our hunt!"

He turned around, facing the distant battlefield ablaze with flames, and deeper still, the subway hub that lay dormant like a colossal beast.

"Remember, we have only one goal: to rescue our little princess at all costs, and then turn that place into the graveyard of the path to redemption!"

"I obey Zhan Kui's command! For Xiao Yue!"

The wolf riders responded in unison, their shouts echoing, and the white wolves raised their heads, letting out long and mournful howls.

They immediately mounted the wolves and, led by Baltu, headed straight for the distant battlefield.

A bloody hunt targeting the Path of Redemption and the Armed Forces of Freedom is slowly unfolding at this moment.