A colorful tiger ran in front, looking at a group of people holding rope nets behind them, and iron chains chasing after them, and this chase was five kilometers.

It's not that the tiger doesn't want to run, it's that it's already surrounded by people watching.

During the pursuit, Zhang Wang naturally let several squads disperse, and the tiger ran for a while and stopped for a while, and after five kilometers, he finally fell into the encirclement designed by Zhang Wang.

Under the command of Zhang Wang, a team of five people slowly approached the tiger.

Thirty zhang, twenty zhang, ten zhang.

Looking around, you can already see the clear stripes on the tiger's body.

"A team of ten, rope net preparation."

"Roar!"

The sound is so close that it hurts in the eardrums.

Amid the domineering roar of the tiger, many people couldn't help but take a few steps back, even though the team had been trained for a long time.

Tiger!

The king of the mountains! Even in a desperate situation, it is absolutely impossible to stand still.

Just as a few people retreated, the tiger leaped forward and leaped into the air.

This is five zhang away, and one jump is one zhang high.

"Captain!"

The Yellow Turban Army, who was watching the tiger pounce on them, shouted loudly.

No matter how good you are in your usual training, it is difficult to guarantee how much strength you can exert in actual combat.

Watching the tiger swoop in the air, there was only one thought in Zhang Wang's heart, I couldn't run.

It was the second time he had seen a tiger, but the first time he had actually faced a tiger culling.

Countless times have you wondered what it will be like when you face the tiger again?

At this moment, Zhang Wang's heart was not a little nervous, his heart was surprisingly calm.

On that day, was the master the same as I am now?

Jumping five feet, he looked around and saw the sharp claws of the tiger sticking out of his flesh in mid-air.

The war knife fell to the ground, looking at the body and not retreating, but advancing, the left hand was protected in front of the chest, the left foot stepped forward, and the right hand was clenched into a fist, and it was raised towards the sky, like a cannon to the sky.

This punch hit the tiger in the jaw!

Click!

The tiger, which weighed more than 500 pounds, even if Zhang Wang's fist hit its jaw, it would only be that he would not die, but his arm was already broken.

The left hand that was protecting his chest lifted upwards and pressed against his right hand, and it was pressed against the tiger's jaw.

The tiger landed on the ground, and the whole person was pressed underneath.

Although the lower jaw is held against Zhang Wang, and it cannot be attacked with its mouth, but when the tiger's front paws flick, it will use its sharp claws to disembowel Zhang Wang.

But Zhang Wang's reaction was not slow, his body shrank, his feet were one, and he hung on the tiger, using the strength of his waist and abdomen, and his chest was only attached to the tiger.

But in this way, you just protect your chest, not your back.

The tiger's claws did not grasp his chest, but they left eight blood marks on his back, almost tearing his back apart, and the blood marks were deep enough to show the bone.

"Captain!"

Zhang Wang is not alone.

When the tiger landed, several team members on the side had already rushed over.

Looking under the tiger, he caught a glimpse of a knife light, and said hurriedly: "Don't hurt it." ”

But the Yellow Turban Army, who was in a hurry to take out the knife, this knife was out, how could they say that they would accept it, and in the end they could only reluctantly collect a little strength and cut a knife on the tiger's back.

"Grab its feet."

"I grabbed my tail."

"The rope goes through and pulls up."

A group of Yellow Turban soldiers who threw away their swords finally suppressed the tiger and pulled out Zhang Wang, who was pressed below.

"Anklet, cloth bag, rope net, ......"

With the concerted efforts of a group of people, the tiger's hands and feet were trapped in chains, a cloth bag was wrapped over its head, and its entire body was encased in arm-thick hemp rope.

A wooden stick with a severed branch passed through the tiger's hands and feet, and two Yellow Turban soldiers carried the tiger one after the other.

"Captain, are you alright?"

Zhang Wang had already taken off his shirt, inhaled and said, "It's okay, hurry up and help me bandage it." ”

"Captain, why did you throw away your sword?"

"The coach's task is to catch the tiger alive, not dead." Zhang Wangdao.

If he didn't throw away the sword, Zhang Wang was sure to end the tiger's life with one sword.

But he remembered the task issued by Zhao Hui, which was to live, not die.

At the most critical moment, he dropped his sword and chose to deal with the tiger in front of him with his bare hands.

Although this is very dangerous, he is not afraid, after more than two months of training, he is not what he used to be.

"Captain!"

"Captain!"

Captain Voice, there is no more real voice than this.

Zhang Wang was finally recognized by this group of Yellow Turban Army.

Zhang Wang, who came from the airborne, has never been on the battlefield, has not killed anyone, and is younger than them.

The previous obedience was only because Zhang Wang was designated by Zhao Hui. How many want to replace it?

But today, looking at the calmness of facing the tigers, I was completely impressed by them.

Even if there are a hundred of them, everyone has been on the battlefield, everyone has a life in their hands, and everyone is bigger than Zhang Wang.

But when they faced the tiger slaughter, who dared to throw away their weapons and use their bare hands.

Looking at this body of courage, it is worth calling them the captain.

No one wants to follow a scumbag general.

Mount Tai collapsed in front, and the face did not change color, it is the easiest to convince people.

"Let's go, go back."

Looking at the affirmative eyes around him, he felt that the wound on his back was not so painful.

"Captain, I'll carry you." Wu Youcai half-squatted in front of him.

Zhang Wang was not polite: "Don't shout heavy." ”

Wu Youcai said: "Nothing else is as good as the captain, but who dares to say that this strength is greater than me?" Yes, do you say yes, haha......"

"Haha, Lao Wu, you have the most strength."

"Roar!"

"Stop, why is there a tiger roaring again?"

"Do you need two more tigers in this mountain?"

They all know the truth that one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers.

"Just check it out."

A tiger has been caught, and although Zhang Wang is injured, the others are unscathed. Even if there is another one, they can still be captured alive.

Following the sound, the group soon came to find a cave.

"Captain, the voice is coming from this cave."

It's just that the tiger that was being carried upside down began to writhe continuously, and the head covered by the cloth bag let out a dull roar.

"Take the bag off." Zhang Wangdao.

"Roar!"

The cloth bag on the tiger's head was removed, and there was immediately a earth-shattering howl, but in this whistle, there was a faint sadness.

The whistling fell, but there was also a roar from inside the cave, only much weaker.

"There's another one in the cave." Wu Youcai said happily: "It's probably a cub." ”

The tiger roared again, as if in response to the children in the cave.

"Captain, will you go in?"

"You don't have to go in, you see."

Sharp-eyed, I have seen a small tiger the size of a kitten crawling out of the cave.

"Grab it, don't let him run."

A few Yellow Turban soldiers stepped forward, and the little tiger didn't seem to think about running, and was easily caught.

"Roar!"

The tiger's roar was low and sad.

"Woo!" The little tiger roared at his mother, but this roar was more like crying.