Ren Ning got on his horse and looked westward.
Under Golden Finger, there were about fifty red blood spots in the bushes about two hundred paces to the west.
The values range from large to small, with the smallest being only a single digit of 9, and the largest being astonishingly 67.
Wolves!
Ren Ning smacked his lips.
It seems that these wolves have been living a good life recently.
Generally speaking, herdsmen on the grasslands worship wolves and are also afraid of them.
But wolves are actually more afraid of herders.
In the past, the Kailun tribe had a large number of people. Even though they raised a lot of delicacies, the wolves still avoided them, making them rare to see.
Young men of the same age like Allen have to stay away from the tribe in order to find a wolf tooth to present to the girl they love.
Now times have changed, hundreds of miles around are either corpses or ruins, and wolves have begun to become arrogant and active, frequently appearing around.
What kind of livestock can there be in the middle of the night?
Everyone in Kailun was at a loss.
Ginger is still spicy, and Lao Santai soon realized.
He screamed at the top of his lungs: "Wolves! The wolves are coming."
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they all trembled.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" they urged each other.
One by one, they quickly drank some broth and quickly grabbed the crude weapons around them.
There are cleavers, spears, bows and arrows... and even thorns.
The young men like Canglang stepped forward to support the enemy, while the old men like Lao Santai followed behind to finish off the attack at any time. A formation of sharp knives was faintly formed.
Everyone's eyes flashed with panic, but no one turned around and ran.
In the vast grassland, bad horses can't outrun wolves, let alone ordinary humans like them.
As long as you are separated from the group and alone, there is almost no way to survive.
Yo.
Lei Er smiled nonchalantly while chewing broad beans: "Uncle Santai, it seems you are very good at dealing with wolves."
The situation was tense, but a group of people couldn't help but laugh bitterly.
"There's nothing I can do, it's all forced out of me."
They used to be ordinary herdsmen, herding at sunrise and resting at sunset.
There are hawks flying in the sky and hounds wandering in the grass. These are very alert animals, and they don't need to be too defensive.
Now there is war everywhere, their tribe has been wiped out, and the eagles and hounds have become the prey of others. If he hadn't been more vigilant, he would have turned into a tattered corpse on the grassland.
Rustling.
The small sounds are getting closer.
Ren Ning lowered his voice: "There are fifty-four wolves in total. One wolf king, twenty-eight adult wolves, and the others are young wolves."
The faces of the third child, Tai and others turned pale, and their expressions became more and more panicked.
If the number of wolves is small, they can still fight hard and maybe get a meal of fresh wolf meat.
Now that there are far more wolves than them, and there are no geographical advantages around them, they have no other thought in their minds except that God is going to kill them.
"Quick, turn on the heat!" Someone suddenly shouted.
Wolves, or rather animals, are afraid of fire. As long as the fire is burned brighter, it might scare away the wolves.
"No more!" Tai, the third child, roared, his beard trembling with anger.
The grassland is flat and unobstructed. At night, as long as you light an open fire, you can see clearly from dozens of miles away.
The only remaining clan members of Kailun were hiding nearby.
Let's not talk about whether burning the fire will scare away the wolves. The running deer is worried about not being able to find them.
"Don't be afraid. It's just a pack of wolves." Ren Ning's cold voice rang out, which suddenly calmed the panic of many people.
“Don’t you have no livestock?
"A bunch of wolf cubs are coming to your door. Think about how to raise them."
"Uncle..." Lao Santai and the others looked at each other.
They looked at each other and almost wanted to touch Ren Ning's forehead to see if he had a fever.
Both of them are riding the best horses, and they can't outrun the wolves when they come.
Now you actually want to catch the wolf cub?
cough!
Ren Ning coughed: "Panpan said that the hounds of Kailun's ancestors were all trained and raised by wolf cubs. Isn't that right?"
"Yeah." Lao Santai nodded.
The original hunting dogs in Kailun or Xiliang were all wolf cubs, but most of them were taken from the wolf dens by first sending a large team of people to scare away the wolves, and then taking advantage of the wolf crisis.
Now that survival is a problem, you still want to catch the little wolf?
It's a bit far-fetched.
"Uncle Ning!" Canglang, who was standing in front of him, stared straight ahead and didn't dare to look back. "I have some experience in raising wolf cubs. But... what about those wolf kings and adult wolves?"
His name is Canglang, which means wolf in Xiliang dialect.
But he didn't have the courage to challenge the Wolf King.
hey-hey.
"It's just a pack of wolves." Lei Er mentioned his indistinguishable machete: "You guys keep an eye on the surroundings, don't let the wolves rush in and hurt people, and be ready to catch the wolf cubs at any time."
"Just leave the rest to us."
Kailun and the others opened their eyes in disbelief.
But at this moment, they no longer cared about questioning anymore. Through the sparks, they could see pairs of green eyes not far away approaching step by step.
The wolves disappeared silently, but gradually dispersed as if commanded by someone, surrounding more than ten people in the bushes.
Ren Ning had already taken off the black bow on his back and coldly aimed at the Wolf King with the largest red value in front of him.
He made several quick gestures.
Lei Er nodded and turned the horse's head to face the south.
There are several wolves with a red value over 55.
Phew. Phew.
The two horses, Zhui Feng and Ben Lei, sensed the presence of their natural enemies and subconsciously scratched their hooves.
But the master didn't say anything, so they had no choice but to stand still.
Ren Ning calculated the distance and estimated that those little wolf cubs would not be able to escape, so he whispered: "Do it."
call out!
At the same time, the arrow in his hand shot out like lightning.
Maybe they were full, or maybe they didn't bother to take action against these few two-legged beasts. The Wolf King has been squatting in the bushes not far away, paying attention here coldly.
As soon as Ren Ning loosened his hand, the black arrow was already in front of it.
The sitting Wolf King didn't even react. A sharp arrow had already been drilled into his hard forehead, crushing the brain inside.
Ouch!
The other wolves didn't even know that the Wolf King was dead. They all roared and rushed towards the crowd ferociously.
Even the half-grown wolf cubs are no exception.
Ren Ning turned a blind eye.
He stood motionless on Zhui Feng, and the ordinary arrows in the quiver shot out one by one from a high position.
It is important for the arrows not to miss, but to hit them every time.
Cang Lang behind was stunned.
Yingpan's uncle didn't seem to have to aim, it was more like he shot the arrow at will, and those ferocious giant wolves pounced on him, allowing the arrow to hit.
Not long after, the wolves had already pounced in front of us, but most of them were already dead.
Zhui Feng jumped slightly to avoid the rushing wolf.
It jumped several feet away, then turned back to let its master continue the attack.
Ben Lei seems to have a beloved toy over there. Where there are many wolves, it will rush there, kick and bite, and then kill its owner with a knife.
After a while, Ren Ning shouted: "Why are you still dazed? If you don't catch the little wolf, he will run away."
Kailun and his party were mesmerized by the sight, and only then did they wake up from a dream.
They wiped their sweat and looked around, only to realize that more than twenty adult wolves had been killed unknowingly.
After feeling this, he quickly rushed towards the wolf cub in front of him with shining eyes.
Even the senile old Santai is no exception.
He turned his head and glanced at Ren Ning on the horse.
With such a large wolf pack, they couldn't escape in time, but it was easy for the two of them to kill them.
Yun Chui's strength is evident.
For a time, everyone in Kailun felt more hope for revenge.
