Long defense will inevitably lead to loss, especially when mobility is already limited.
Soon, Snow Mane's head was once again pierced by hundreds of iron arrows.
Fortunately, Xia Hong had provided the hunters with fifty iron arrows each; otherwise, given how they were using them, the arrows might have run out before Snow Mane died.
Whew... whew... whew...
As Snow Mane's movements slowed down, the hit rate of the iron arrows increased.
Under Xia Hong's leadership, each member of the hunting team became exceedingly cautious. No matter how slowly Snow Mane moved, they were not the least bit negligent and continued to shoot arrows mercilessly.
Bang...
After the team fired consecutively, almost a dozen rounds, Snow Mane's breath weakened to the extreme, finally unable to hold on. Its huge body collapsed into the pit.
After struggling for such a long time, it never escaped that natural trench.
By all accounts, everyone should have stopped by then.
