The rushed mercenaries numbered over two hundred.
Such a scale was obviously the result of several squads combined, or squadrons laying in ambush in the surrounding mountains, full of combat strength.
Seeing this group of mercenaries arrive, Ye Xuan stomped out his cigarette butt, standing in the darkness, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
Why was he said to be the best at jungle warfare?
Because he could perfectly utilize everything available in the forest.
The mountains had tigers, had hungry wolves.
Especially the hungry wolves.
These were extremely keen beasts, individually powerful and fierce, but more terrifyingly, they possessed great intelligence.
A lone wolf is not scary, but a pack of wolves is extremely frightening.
They have the keenest sense of smell.
