Blackstone Code Chapter 303: Hunting
The camps in the wild are different from the camps in Lynch's imagination. He has also been to some camps in the wild, and even some camps on the prairie, but those places do not give the impression that they are protecting human beings. , but to prevent humans from harming nature.
A kind of reverse protection, people are locked in camps that can only control human behavior. In fact, the low wall can't stop a big cat from jumping.
But don't worry about some animals attacking human camps. In nature, animals know better than humans to obey the rules and the value of not rushing into the territory of other animals.
And here, on this prairie, it takes almost one person to hug or even thicker wood to form the outermost horse-rejecting stake.
It may not be called this here, but the craftsmanship is the same, the sharpened wood faces the outside, and many of the horse-rejecting stakes are covered with a black layer of blood scab, and there is a faint smell when they come.
The inner circle is also a sturdy wooden wall, which is very strict. The entire camp is like a small fortress standing on this prairie.
Seeing that Lynch seemed to be curious about everything here, Hasanna was interested, and he introduced in a somewhat proud tone, "Our position here is not very good. When migrating, they will pass by this neighborhood, and sometimes these animals will be curious, and some of them also want to see what is behind this grassland."
"The blood on the wood outside the camp is all left when the beasts stormed the camp..." He said as if thinking of something, "If you're not in a hurry, you can see that it's usually hard to see I bet you haven't seen it before!"
He did his best to exaggerately praise, "Awesome picture!"
Lynch nodded noncommittally, and when the car stopped, he got out of the car.
In the camp, there are already some cars under maintenance. These cars are taller and bigger, and the tires are too. If they are cars, it is better to say that they are modified agricultural machinery. They are safe and reliable. The only drawback may be It's just not fast enough.
When people sit in the carriage, the height of their line of sight is about two meters, which is obviously higher than the lush grass on the grassland, and the line of sight will not be affected.
At this time, a young man who was somewhat similar to Hasana came over, called out uncle, and then glanced at Lynch.
Hasanna introduced Lynch to him. The expression of this young man, who was a little older than Lynch, suddenly became respectful. It was just overnight fermentation. He had heard this name more than once.
He appeared here today, in fact, because of Lynch, he called "Mr. Lynch" respectfully, and then talked about what he wanted to say just now, "Uncle, our sentinels have found their forwards, We are about 80 kilometers away from here, do you want to dispatch?"
Hasanna thought for a moment, nodded, and turned to Lynch to introduce him to the exchange between their uncle and nephew.
"Mr. Lynch, do you think this place is full of life?" Hassanna asked, Lynch gave a positive answer of course, but Hassanna smiled and said, "It is indeed full of life, but It is also full of dangers that people cannot imagine.”
"There is actually a lack of water here. I mean rivers and lakes that provide water directly to animals."
"Animals can only fill up their stomachs and add some water by eating these weeds, but there are too many animals, and they can easily eat up the weeds in an area, so for food, in order to replenish water, they must Constant migration.”
"Until the rainy season comes, they will go around the grassland and return to some places with a fixed water source. When the water source dries up, they will start migrating again."
"These herbivores are migrating, and some other animals are migrating because of their migration, some carnivores."
"These predators are our target!"
After saying this, Hasanna patted his nephew's arm, "Let the boys prepare, I will take the most majestic leopard lion and give it to my friend Mr. Lynch!"
As they set about preparing some of the things they need for the hunt, the sergeant found Lynch and handed him a pistol, "Do you know how to use it?"
Lynch weighed the pistol in his hand. The cold metal texture gave people a great sense of security. He nodded, "Open the safety, pull the trigger, and leave the rest to God!"
The sergeant was slightly startled, then laughed, "God doesn't care about these things, I hope we won't get too close, if it's really species migration, we..." He looked back at those Various carts undergoing final overhaul, "can't resist the hooves of animals at all!"
The Commonwealth has no such spectacular scene as animal migration to watch. If they had so many animals, they would not have created some protected areas to protect those animals that were about to become extinct.
Some powerful people don't even need to spend money to go hunting in neighboring countries every year. It is said that some rich people go abroad for hunting every year that is worth the annual profit of a small and micro enterprise.
Although there is no animal migration in the Commonwealth, the Commonwealth has TV. They have seen some similar pictures on TV. The entire animal population is like an irresistible, violent torrent, tearing up everything on the way.
Lynch hesitated for a moment, then he took the sergeant and took two steps to the side, "You will tell the young man to leave two cars for you later. If the situation is not right, we will leave immediately. "
After a short break at noon, a group of people set off from the camp after eating.
Lynch thought everyone would drive those big cars, but it turns out that he thought too much. Only he and Hasanna, and a few people with rifles could ride in the big cars. Someone is riding a horse!
The people on horseback walked very fast. These people wanted to investigate the situation in front of them. The car was full of people. The behavior of these people made Lynch feel a little strange.
They were indifferent, neither excited nor nervous, and calmly checked their equipment—mostly some thick cowhide and metal plates to protect their bodies, as well as some ropes and nets.
As for the cart, it was Lynch and Hasanna.
The scenery of the grassland is extraordinary. The grass more than one meter high blocks too many dangerous things, leaving only the deceitful beauty.
Just as he was chatting with Hassana about some anecdotes about the Federation, a knight who was some distance away from the team suddenly slumped, and a tawny thing flashed in Lynch's eyes. After passing away, the knight disappeared into the grass with his horse and man.
About half a minute later, a horse without a master stood up again and ran towards the team in a panic, and the atmosphere in the team suddenly became tense.
Hasanna's nephew frowned. He and the people around him whispered a few words. A local hunter in the second cart raised his shotgun. With a gunshot, he was galloping towards the convoy. Jianma fell to the ground.
Around the dead horse, some half-human-high weeds began to sway, like boiling water, but quickly calmed down.
Hasanna glanced at Lynch with a half-smile, "The migrating herd is coming, because these predators have already arrived!" He, including the others, didn't seem to care about the missing name. What happened to the knight, no one cares about that knight, everyone has become accustomed to it.
More than forty minutes earlier than the original plan, the knights who ran farthest sent a message that they had come into contact with the frontmost part of the migrating herd.
The number of these animals is not very large. They are only part of the way to explore. The situation on the grassland seems to be the same every year to humans and laymen. In fact, there are still some differences.
Most of the herds in this part of the path-exploring herd are "young and strong" animals, and they have the strongest perception of changes in the grasslands. Their task is to lead the group to find a "home route" with sufficient food.
About ten minutes later, Lynch saw this animal. It was very robust, about two to three meters long, and at least one meter seven or eight in height. It had gray skin, brown hair, and a short neck. It looked like a cow, but it had no horns. Instead, it was a bone structure that looked like a round bowl that was upside down on the head of the cow.
That's their headbutt. It's very hard. When this kind of thing with a weight of at least several tons runs up and hits something with its headbutt, I'm afraid it's not much easier than a car accident.
"Foreigners call them Yagutasiya cows, and they say it's not a cow, but to us, it's a cow!" Hassana said with a hint of disdain in his tone. , seems to be offended by foreigners who come to his country to name animals that have nothing to do with those people, and to ask them to do so too.
"These forwards need to probe the distribution of water vapor and weeds ~IndoMTL.com~ They are slow, which also gives predators an opportunity."
"If it is a herd of hammerhead cattle, predators will not dare to do it. They will always hunt around the front and rear of the migrating herd."
"Among them, the youngest and strongest predators will choose to be at the forefront, and only those old and frail predators will be cheap at the back of the group."
Hasanna looked at Lynch and said sincerely, "You are my friend, I want to give the best things to my friend, so we have to hunt the strongest leopard lion!"
With a wave of his hand, some knights whipped their whips and began to approach the slow-moving hammerhead bulls. Instead of capturing these beasts, they kept passing them.
In the process of passing by, they will use sharp knives to cut slits in the bodies of these hammerhead cows.
The injured Hammerhead will run, and blood will spill from the wound, falling on the grass stalks of the weeds, and falling to the ground.
More and more hammerhead bulls start running around because of their injuries. After running for a while, they find that they have not suffered further damage, then stop, and the knights will push them up again.
In less than 20 minutes, even Lynch in the distance could smell a faint smell of blood!
The tragic smell of blood!
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