"Seeing you hold a shield with such grandeur, you must be the leader, Nan Qiang, right? Don't worry, I'm coming to save you!"
The player saw his chance to shine and immediately charged forward with a large battle-axe, striking the block of ice and sending ice shards flying all over Nan Qiang's face.
"Hey, hey, buddy, take it easy. This is two hundred pounds of human flesh, not good to see blood!"
The sharpness of the battle-axe was far superior to that of a hoe. Nan Qiang kept his eyes tightly shut, not daring to watch the axe being swung at him. Every blow made his heart skip a beat. Although his defense was high, he couldn't withstand the mental torment. It was pure torture!
"No worries, boss Nan Qiang. Frozen pork usually doesn't bleed. Just hang in there, it'll be over soon!"
