book of old days

Chapter 88 The Wolves Attack
Sean ran, his suede leather boots creaking the snow, and he tried to avoid places where the snow accumulated, as it would easily wet his socks if he got stuck.

Milok followed behind him panting, and the two walked around a spruce forest. In front of them were two more gunshots and howling wolves.

When Sean arrived, the battle was over. The fat Telvo and the red-bearded Eric were shooting at the corpse of a wolf.

It was a Nord gray wolf, a common breed of wolf in the area. Sean had eaten the meat of this animal at the party table. Speaking of which, the briquettes still had some Nord gray wolf blood.

There were three wolves in total, two were already dead, and one was still panting. It was shot in the neck and stomach respectively, but it still survived, kicking its legs in vain. Wild animals usually have very tenacious vitality. , Sean has seen it.

The fat man shot the wolf in the head, and he died at last.

"Damn it, you dare to sneak attack us, who gave you the guts!" The fat man yelled at the wolf, as if the corpse could answer him, and there was a hole in his bearskin coat, which seemed to be a sneak attack.

Sean touched the bearskin coat on his body, but he didn't expect this thing to have such a function.

Milok finally rushed over. He glanced at the wolf's body and immediately understood what was going on. "Be careful everyone, the size of the wolf pack is usually not so small, and there may be others of their kind nearby."

The red-bearded Eric smiled nonchalantly, "Even if there was a chance, he would have been scared away by the gunshots. The wolf is very smart and knows what the gunshots represent."

"Maybe, at least tonight's dinner is settled."

The three gray wolves weighed two hundred pounds, which was enough for the hunting party to eat.

Several people returned to the camp carrying the wolf carcass, and the other groups also came back one after another, but unfortunately there was nothing to gain.

The fat man told Ragnar about the discovery of the wolves, and Ragnar didn't care too much about it, and was even a little happy.

"It doesn't matter. The wolves don't have the ability to attack us head-on. We can handle it. If they really come, we can get a batch of furs for free. Although wolf furs are not as expensive as winter furs, they are still worth some money."

Seeing everyone's relaxed attitude, Xiao En was a little puzzled. He had read some stories and legends about wolves before, and one of them stuck in his memory. He even dared to attack the army. He forgot which book he read it from, but it left a deep impression on him at the time.

After hearing his question, Milok laughed out loud.

"This kind of statement is mostly the nonsense of Bretons who have no knowledge of wild beasts. The size of a hunter often depends on the number of prey. Therefore, generally speaking, the size of a wolf pack will not be too large. If there are not enough For food, a pack of wolves will slowly starve to death when they gather together, hundreds of thousands of wolves... Haha, thanks to that person who dared to make it up."

Sean breathed a sigh of relief, well, it seems that he may have become a victim of street stall literature unintentionally.

However, he still found a flaw in Milok's mouth.

"You mean the normal situation?"

"Yes, usually—but there are occasional exceptions. If a wolf pack has a direwolf in it, the pack will tend to be larger. The direwolf is huge and can hunt large moose, wild boar, and even black bears. Prey, so a wolf pack led by a direwolf can support a larger group, but I haven't seen a direwolf for many years, so I don't worry about it.

In addition, when large-scale disasters occur, such as when the Bretons invaded hundreds of years ago, wild beasts disturbed by wars and wildfires formed a beast tide, which would lead to large-scale gatherings of wolves. unlikely to happen. "

Xiao En nodded, somewhat relieved in his heart, but the trace of uneasiness was still lingering. Whenever he closed his eyes, it seemed that he could always see the black eyes of the dead deer floating in front of his eyes.

"Hey John, can you help?" Scar Wilson interrupted his thoughts, pointing to the skinned wolf meat and beckoning to him.

"No problem," Sean said, taking out his can of barbecue ingredients, which has now become a favorite of this trip. Whenever there is meat to eat, these hunters always want to have some.

Sean directed the two hunters to skewer the wolves and put them on the fire for barbecue. They made a few slits with hunting knives to increase the heating area, and then sprinkled them with barbecue ingredients. But there is not so much to do when you are out of the house, as long as it is cooked.

Half an hour later, the wolf meat was almost roasted, so everyone took their knives and cut it off piece by piece, and ate the toast.

There is also a wolf that has been made into broth and drank it in one gulp. Although the taste is not very good, it is undoubtedly a great enjoyment in this harsh cold zone.

In fact, wolf meat is not very delicious. Sean thought it would be like dog meat, but it turned out not to be the case. Wolf meat was rougher and had a stronger earthy smell, probably because of the different recipes.

Fortunately, the barbecue ingredients are strong enough, coupled with the exhaustion of running around during the day, everyone eats happily.

Sean had a full meal and felt a little tired. When he went out for a walk, he secretly took out an apple and ate it.

Soon it was getting dark, and after feeding the dogs, Ragnar arranged for two people to watch the night, and the rest of them huddled in the wooden hut to rest.

Everyone chatted with interest at first, but the exhaustion of the journey soon made everyone drowsy.

Before seven o'clock, they all fell asleep.

Sean didn't sleep soundly, the hard and rough wooden floor made him uncomfortable, the grunting of the fat man, the coughing of old Yi Guo, and the whispering voices of the two Brighton businessmen all made it difficult for him to fall asleep.

The whistling sound of the wind came in through the cracks in the window, occasionally mixed with a few flakes of snow. When I thought that the world outside was icy and snowy, a world ruled by wild beasts, and there were beasts lurking in the dark and cold wilderness and forests, He is full of hostility to human beings, and there is only a wooden wall blocking it all. He feels a trace of vigilance and fear inexplicably in his heart.

It was hard to fall asleep in a daze, and before he fell asleep, a howling wolf suddenly woke him up from his sleep.

Bang bang bang, the wooden door slammed violently, and then came the voice of Bjorn the Far Traveler: "Get up, everyone, we have guests."

A group of people hurriedly got up and went out. Everyone was sleeping in their clothes, so there was no need to prepare, and they could join the battle with their shotguns.

As soon as Xiao En went out, he was shivered by the cold wind blowing in front of him. He looked at the darkness ahead, the dark forest, which formed a sharp contrast with the white snow on the ground, and a black hole appeared in the white snow. Some shadows moved slowly in the darkness, unable to see what they were.

He raised his gun and took aim, but he didn't shoot. The distance between them was at least [-] yards. It is difficult for firearms of this era to hit that far.

Sean glanced at Ragnar, whose eyes gleamed in the darkness, looking excited.

"It's a pack of wolves." He said firmly. "And it's huge!"

His words set the hunters into a commotion.

"Cheer up guys, there are so many wolves, we're going to get rich!"

This cry quickly relaxed the atmosphere.

People raised their shotguns one after another and stood together outside the wooden house, facing off against the wolves in the distance across the pack of dogs, waiting for their attack.

However, the wolves did not attack, they gathered more and more, black spots spread all over the surrounding snow field, as if they were waiting for something.

Sean felt more and more that something was wrong. The number of wolves was too many, right?There must be at least seventy or eighty, maybe even more than a hundred. It is agreed that it will not be too large?
Suddenly, a huge wolf appeared in the pack of wolves. It seemed to appear out of nowhere. It was squatting on a raised rock and looking towards this side. Under the moonlight, the wolf could be clearly seen White, silvery fur.

(End of this chapter)