Fierce Battle

Jake saw Eli leading a group of people coming over to join the fight. He felt relieved. Compared to the other captains, Eli clearly had better judgment and foresight.

"Die!" Jake rushed towards the wolf, his obsidian longsword in hand, fiercely thrusting towards the opponent. With an agility score of fifteen, Jake's sword thrust was lightning fast. The obsidian longsword in his hand was like a stream of light, aimed at the red-eyed alpha wolf.

However, as fast as Jake's movement was, the red-eyed alpha wolf was even faster! Just as Jake's sword was about to strike, the wolf gracefully leaped backwards. It followed up with two more leaps, swiftly blending into the pack of wolves.

"Howl!" Once the red-eyed alpha wolf entered the pack, it let out another long howl. Then, the other wolves beside it charged towards Jake, Eli, and the others. Their eyes gleamed with even more bloodlust, emanating a crimson radiance.

"Splatter!" Jake's sword swung fiercely, cleaving through a charging red-eyed wolf. The sharp blade effortlessly tore the wolf's body apart, staining the sword red while the wolf's flesh split open.

"Howl!" The injured red-eyed wolf let out a painful howl. However, it didn't flinch. It extended its claws and tore towards Jake.

Jake held his sword in front of his chest, colliding with the wolf's claws, producing a metallic clash. Jake then extended his leg, kicking the wolf's abdomen and sending it flying.

Although he had repelled the red-eyed wolf, Jake had lost the opportunity to pursue the red-eyed alpha wolf. It had hidden among the wolf pack. To eliminate it, Jake would need to wipe out the entire pack. Realizing he couldn't rush, Jake could only patiently battle the ordinary red-eyed wolves.

Meanwhile, Brenton and the other members of the third squadron were also engaged in combat with the wolf pack. The battle had escalated into a heated frenzy.

Following Jake's command, Brenton and the others formed a circle, not venturing apart. They wielded the crimson leaf swords Jake had crafted for them, which kept them on par with the wolves in battle.

However, the rest of the third squadron wasn't as fortunate. Considering that Eli only possessed a bronze-level weapon, the others were equipped with even poorer gear – mostly white-grade equipment. Moreover, they were a group of makeshift soldiers who had received only a week of training, so their combat prowess was limited.

Consequently, as the battle with the red-eyed wolves commenced, casualties among the third squadron quickly mounted. Fortunately, no fatalities had occurred yet. Jake took note of Eli's performance and saw that he was indeed formidable. Eli skillfully wielded his large sword, displaying a dominant style. His strikes often wounded the red-eyed wolves in a single blow.

The other squadron leaders accompanying Eli were also seasoned veterans, well-versed in battle. Although not as fierce as Eli, they too held the upper hand against the red-eyed wolves due to their extensive combat experience and agility.

The presence of Jake, Eli, and these seasoned leaders prevented the third squadron from being overwhelmed by the red-eyed wolves. They constituted the agile force of the battlefield, promptly appearing wherever the situation was dire. This allowed the third squadron to maintain a standstill in the battle against the red-eyed wolves.

Yet, Jake was growing anxious. The red-eyed alpha wolf remained within the protection of the wolf pack, continuously howling. This howling boosted the morale and fighting prowess of the red-eyed wolves on-site. Additionally, it summoned more red-eyed wolves for reinforcement. If their numbers grew too much, Jake's group would face increasing danger.

"What are you waiting for? Get in there!" Jake urgently shouted to the members of the other squadrons.

Only with assistance from the other squadrons could they quickly eliminate or repel the red-eyed alpha wolf. They needed to break free from this crisis. If they delayed for too long, and the red-eyed alpha wolf managed to gather enough wolves, even with the aid of the other squadrons, they might not be able to defeat the onslaught of the red-eyed wolf pack.

After all, not everyone here had weapons, and they were just a group of ordinary people who hadn't received much training. However, Jake's words didn't persuade the members of the other squads to step forward. In fact, some of them subconsciously took a few steps back.

The battle between the third squadron and the red-eyed wolf pack was happening right in front of them. They witnessed the ferocity of the red-eyed wolves firsthand and saw many members of the third squadron getting injured. The sharp claws and teeth of the red-eyed wolves were terrifying; any swipe or bite from them resulted in gruesome injuries. This instilled fear in the members of the other squads.

Seeing this, Jake grew frustrated and understood the weight behind the phrase "a lone voice in the wilderness." He was merely a small team leader within the third squadron, and his words would only hold sway with members of his own team, especially since even the other members of the third squadron wouldn't listen to him without Eli's command. If it weren't for Eli's orders, the other members of the third squadron wouldn't have attacked the red-eyed wolf pack either.

As for the members of the other squads, they were even less likely to follow his orders. Perhaps, his words held as much weight to them as the wind passing by their ears.

Eli was equally anxious. He could sense the worsening situation. However, he was also unable to mobilize the members of the other squads. With his not-so-great temper, he had already yelled at the other squads, to no effect.

Alexander, the commander of Skylark Camp, sat on his horse and watched the scene coldly. He remained silent and didn't issue an attack command. Alexander had a negative impression of Eli, or one could even say, a very negative impression.

Alexander knew that Eli had been sent from the Falcon Corps. Those who made it into the Falcon Corps were the cream of the crop, the elite among the elite. Eli's strength was naturally impressive.

Back in Pergamon County, Alexander had once jokingly told Eli that there was no need to subject the conscripted farmers to such rigorous training; they were just temporary recruits, not regular soldiers.

However, Eli hadn't taken his words to heart and continued to do things his own way. This didn't sit well with Alexander. It wasn't that Alexander cared about the farmers; he simply believed that since he was Eli's commanding officer, Eli should have followed his instructions. Yet, Eli treated his words as if they were nothing, claiming he was a veteran who knew how to train recruits. The implication was that Eli didn't understand training.