Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 353

2021-10-21

Chapter 353 Hunting (8)

[Outside the hunting circle]
fire beacon, fire light , hoofs, clattering arrows, the hunting ground is like a boiling volcanic crater.

The mad wild beast rampaged, even breaking through several felt walls, and the Heard hunter, who had no time to escape, was caught under the hoof and screamed and disappeared.

In the sand and dust rolled up by the horse's hoofs, there are also Hurds and Hurds fighting.

However, everyone in Tiefeng County could only hear the screams and the sound of crossed swords, and couldn't see anything clearly.

Without any warning, Vashka's warhorse let out a rapid roar, raised its front hooves high, and fiercely moved towards the old Sergey.

If it wasn't for Lieutenant Colonel Moritz's quick reaction, he pushed down the old Dussack, and Sergey's head would have been kicked to pieces.

Washika on horseback was not feeling well either. He held the reins tightly and clamped the horse's rib tightly, trying his best to subdue the war horse that was inexplicably out of control.

The people around were ducking to make room for Vashka. But the horse jumped and pedaled violently, and in a few strokes, Vashka was thrown off the saddle and fled.

Washka fell heavily and fainted instantly. The old Sergey shouted and rushed towards his son.

The Tiefeng County Mission and the Bad Earth Ministry each assembled their troops, and the two sides subconsciously distanced themselves.

Koshihaqi rushed with two hunters, stayed twenty paces away and warned everyone in Tiefeng County: "Horse! Horse!" He immediately returned to the team of the Bad Earth Department.

I don't need Koshhachi's reminder, Pierre also noticed the strangeness of the warhorse.

Even the normally docile ride-on-horse becomes manic at the moment.

Pierre's mount was drooling even more, continuously hitting the ground with its hooves, trying to attack any kind that came close to it.

"Get off the horse!" Pierre made an immediate decision: "Tear down the felt wall!"

The members of the mission selected by Winters quickly got off the horse and fastened the hitching post again. outside the crowd.

The members of the mission, strapped to their war horses, immediately began to dismantle the felt walls and build temporary fortifications with stakes, ropes and leather.

"Please rest here first." Lieutenant Colonel Moritz calmly placed Anna in the middle of the queue, and apologized gracefully: "Excuse me to leave for a while."

Anna tries her best to appear calm, nodded with a smile.

The sword was unsheathed, the gun was lanyard, and the Tiefeng County Mission erected two layers of tripping ropes, relying on the temporary felt wall to be on guard.

Pierre took the initiative to ask Lieutenant Colonel Moritz for instructions: "Please give your order, Lieutenant Colonel."

"The water was deliberately muddy, wait until it clears before acting." Moritz took out an arrow, looked for the center of gravity of the arrow, and shot the arrow at will: "Keep here, and kill anyone who dares to approach."

 …

[in the hunting pen]
Winters carefully put the lion cub on horseback.

The little lion was two arrows away from him just now. He didn't see what hurt the little lion. Only a sound of thunder was heard, and the little lion disappeared into the smoke.

When I arrived at the scene, the smell of gunpowder smoke that had not yet dissipated allowed Winters to verify his guess—the assassin used a gunpowder weapon.

It may be heavy artillery, it may be grenades, no matter what it is, it is far beyond the bottom of what the little lion gave him.

"How can the Chihe Department let outsiders put heavy artillery under the nose?"

"Who can hide the grenade on the little lion?"

Various Questions popped into Winters' mind, and were immediately overwhelmed by more pressing matters. There is no time for questioning and accountability now. The most important thing is to save the life of the little lion.

The location of the enemy and the enemy is unknown, the number is unknown, and the identity is unknown, so there is only one safe place left in the hunting ground - Qingqiu.

The little lion gradually fell into a semi-conscious state, unable to even utter a complete sentence. He groaned repeatedly: "[Herde] wolf... wolf..."

The sound of hoofs approached, and three white-armored cavalry rushed into the smokescreen. Seeing that the little lion was covered in blood, and he didn't know if he was alive or dead, three white-armored cavalrymen dismounted from the saddle and surrounded him in fear.

"Back off!" Winters held a long spear, pointing straight at the comer.

The young white-armored cavalry on the right hand was furious and pulled out his waist knife.

"[Hede] stop! Don't want courting death!" The white-armored cavalry headed by him slammed the sword drawer and shouted: "[Hede] let Batu protect the little lion! The little lion believes in Batu!"

After saying this, the white-armored cavalry led by him patted his chest with force, and then pointed in the direction of Qingqiu.

Although both parties do not understand what each other is saying, body language conveys enough information.

Winters nods, signaling the three to go first.

Just a few steps away, a strange sound cut through the noise and entered Winters' ears.

This strange sound is like a whistle, like a whimper, like a cicada, but it is carefully distinguished, but it is different from any one.

The strange sound lasted only a short while, but Winters was sure it wasn't an auditory hallucination. Because the one who drew the sword among the three white armored cavalry - and the youngest one - was also looking for the source of the sound.

The other two older white cavalrymen did not respond.

The surrounding environment became more and more strange. The smoke not only did not dissipate, but it became thicker and wider, covering several people in it.

Winters stopped - something else coming!
The frightened herds fled blindly, and the hunters of various tribes fought each other. There was chaos inside and outside the hunting ground, and the sound of hoofs, roars, and killings were all mixed together.

While it was supposed to be noisy, Winters could hear an eerie quietness.

All the sounds were coming from a distance, and he couldn't hear any nearby noises. The galloping herd had no purpose or direction, but in unison bypassed where Winters was. As if some kind of terrifying monster was hiding nearby, scaring away all wild beasts.

Winters looked all around, the smoke filled the air, and he couldn't tell whether it was a human or a beast ten meters away; the smoke also seemed to be poisonous, and his eyes started to sting not long after the contact.

Breakthrough? The badly injured lion cub couldn't stand the bumps. And blind action is likely to hit the trap.

Winters didn't know the enemy's weapons, nor the enemy's tactics, but he speculated that the enemy's troops were not many, otherwise they would have swarmed them, why should they be so timid?

He made a decision.

He pulled out the steel cone, closed his eyes, held his breath, and listened intently.

I noticed that Batu suddenly stood still, and the three white-armored cavalry also stopped.

Out of respect, the three white armored cavalry remained silent. However, after several rounds of breathing, there was still no movement.

The situation is critical, every breath seems to be extremely long, and the youngest white armored cavalry finally can't hold back.

The moment the young white-armored cavalry opened his mouth, Winters caught the enemy's weak spot: a low roar of a beast and a sound like a serpent spitting.

Winters, without hesitation, fired five steel cones at the source of the sound without reservation.

The smoke was followed by a miserable whimper, followed by a series of footsteps.

There are others!
Enduring the phantom pain, Winters entered the spellcasting state again, throwing a long spear at the fleeing man with all his strength.

Two times in a row at full strength, Winters nearly fainted with phantom pain. The lance carrying huge kinetic energy pierces the smoke screen and is disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Winters didn't hear the sound of the long spear piercing the body, but the three white-armored cavalry, who were also Peak's adepts, rushed in the direction he pointed.

Glancing at the comatose little lion, Winters stayed where he was and did not follow.

“bang!”

“bang!”

Without any sign, two deafening roars erupted not far from Winters.

The air wave is wrapped in hundreds of sharp weapons, instantly dispelling the smoke screen and sweeping the earth. The broken limbs and soil were lifted up into the sky, and then fell down.

Dust and gunpowder shrouded again, and no sound could be heard from the positions of the red-armored and white-armored riders.

...

[in the hunting ring, outside the smokescreen]
"[Hedde] is dead?" The white sturgeon lurking in the dry grass carefully observed Prey: "[Hedde] is dead?"

As the best falconer of the tribes, camouflage and concealment are the best things of the white sturgeon. If you don't stand close and distinguish carefully, no one can see that there is still a person hidden in the yellow-brown grass.

The white sturgeon hid silently, but there was another person in his mind chattering: "[Herde] is dead? Dead?"

To himself It is also one of the occupational diseases of hawkers.

Traps are often required to capture adult falcons. Falconers set up sets for as little as four or five days, or as long as a month. Being alone for too long, the eagle catchers are unconsciously used to talking to themselves.

"Do you want to do it again [Herde]?" Bai Sturgeon carefully calculated the gains and losses. There was only the slight sound of withered grass burning inside the smokescreen, and there was no movement in apart from this, it seemed that it was dead.

The white sturgeon made up his mind and picked up the bone flute hanging around his neck.

The white sturgeon is not surprised that the white lion is protected by the chosen one. Since he can be invited to kill the white lion, it is not uncommon for the Chihe Department to invite another chosen person to protect the white lion.

In the prairie, the Chosen One is extremely rare. One Chosen One will not try to kill another Chosen One unless as a last resort.

But if the blood has flowed to the earth, it must be irreconcilable, otherwise it will cause no end of trouble.

"innate talent" is about life and death, and every candidate will try to hide his "innate talent" as much as possible, but the white sturgeon already knows the opponent's trump card.

"[Hede] is the best choice for throwing darts?" The javelin that just swept past him like a shooting star made Bai sturgeon still terrified: "Why haven't [Hede] heard of it? "

But it doesn't matter, since they already know the other party's "innate talent", the white sturgeon has a way to deal with it.

The white sturgeon is just a pity - another chosen one is going to return to all souls.

The strange sound of bone flute sounded again. The sound of bone flute was not loud, but it had strong penetrating power and was easy to distinguish from the noise.

The invisible ripples from the bone flute spread to the edge of the hunting ring. After several neatly dressed hunters heard the sound of bone flute, they immediately walked to the carriage behind them and removed the covering.

Under the veil are two cages made by iron essence, each of which has a wolf dog that resembles a wolf but is not a wolf.

The hunter brought a total of two carriages, each with four iron cages, the carriage that had just opened the cover and four wolf dogs, and the iron cages on the other carriage were all empty.

The wolfhound has long been impatient because of the sound of bone flute. As soon as the hunter opened the cage door, the wolfhound sprang out of the cage, jumped over the felt wall, and went straight to the master's hiding place.

The white sturgeon lurked silently among the dead grass until the two wolf dogs arrived.

The ferocious wolf dogs make hunters dare not approach easily, but beside the white sturgeon, they are very docile and well-behaved.

The wolf dog is trained not to bark easily. So they just continuously whined lightly, wagged their tails desperately, and licked the sturgeon's cheeks with their wet tongues.

The white sturgeon gently stroked the two wolf dogs and chanted silently. After his touch, the two wolf dogs became more excited, happy and satisfied.

Almost there, the white sturgeon took out a sealed iron box from its bosom, and inside the box were several dark yellow grease-like objects. The white sturgeon put the iron box in front of the wolf dog's nose and let them sniff.

In the hunting ground, there are only two people with the smell of Langzhi. One is the white sturgeon himself, and the other is the white lion in red armor.

Gunpowder smoke and sulfur may confuse people's sense of smell, but they can't hide the white sturgeon's wolf dog.

Finally, the white sturgeon took out a wooden tube.

He pulled the lid off, revealing smoldering sawdust, and, expressionlessly, lit the gunpowder twist of the "little keg" hanging below the wolfhound's neck.

"[Hedde] go." The white sturgeon gave the order silently, blowing the bone flute again.

The two wolfhounds dutifully carried out their orders as in previous training, dashing into the smoke without the slightest hesitation, and pounced on the wolf-scented target.

The white sturgeon waited patiently.

Soon, dull explosions came from behind the smoke screen. Another wave of air swept across the surface, and pieces of iron, blood plasma and soil fell on the white sturgeon one after another.

Then everything is dead silent.

The white sturgeon continued to wait for a while, and couldn't even hear the moaning sound. It was probably really dead.

He cautiously threw a few stones into the smokescreen, but nothing happened.

"[Hedde] token." Bai Sturgeon stood up silently and walked carefully to the explosion site.

According to the agreement, he needs to get some evidence to prove the death of the white lion...preferably the head of the white lion.

The smoke shrouded the earth like a gauze tent, and it has not yet dissipated.

"[Herde] has fewer cigarette boxes." Bai Sturgeon thought regretfully.

A cigarette case is something for two-legged people, use one less than one. For the chiefs, the cigarette case may not be of much use. But in the eyes of the white sturgeon, the cigarette box is more valuable than the wolf dog.

The wind picked up, and the smoke screen was slowly flowing.

The white sturgeon keenly senses that the wind direction is a little strange, but can't tell where the strangeness is.

lifts the head, the white sturgeon realizes that the smoke screen is not "flowing", but "spinning".

I saw that the smoke screen was spinning faster and faster, and before the white sturgeon could react, the smoke screen suddenly spread out to all around, as if the power that had restrained the smoke screen disappeared all at once.

In an instant, the surface was cleared, and the smoke wall that enveloped the explosion site completely collapsed.

The battle between the chosen ones is only a matter of millimeters.

"[Herde] is over!" For the first time, a voice came from the throat of the white sturgeon, and his figure was exposed. He wanted to hide, but he had nowhere to hide.

A man covered in bloody mud jumped out from under the corpse of the warhorse. The man just raised his hand, and the consciousness of the white sturgeon was completely annihilated.

Winters spat bloody saliva and walked over to Assassin's body, confirming that Assassin was indeed dead.

Assassin's clothes were covered with dead leaves and tawny rags, and looked like a clump of wormwood from a distance, no wonder he was so hidden.

A peculiarly shaped bone flute hangs on Assassin's chest, which is very conspicuous. He tore off the bone flute and pockets it.

It was only then that Winters felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder.

He fumbled and pulled a piece of armor from his shoulder.

"This thing." Winters threw the bloody nail plate on Assassin's body with a complicated expression: "The first person to use it was me."

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