Qiu Niang, who had lived in the mountain village for a long time, knew exactly what it was, so her expression immediately changed.
Wolf pack!
This wagon train, how unlucky to have encountered such a massive wolf pack on the snow plains, with numbers reaching into the hundreds or thousands!
After winter sets in, there's nothing for the wolves to eat on the snow plains. By early spring, they're famished, their bodies shrunken by two sizes, their fur brittle. But at this time, the wolves are at their most ferocious and cunning, truly daring to attack anything that moves. This wagon train appears to have dozens of large carts, which no wolf pack would dare provoke under normal circumstances. Yet in these early spring days, the wolves, in their desperation for a meal to sustain life, are indeed willing to die for a bite of fatty meat off their prey!
