The coldest month of December is quietly approaching, and the snowflakes continue to fall from the night sky, burying some hay and lichen deep under the river, and the herd of North American bison that has taken refuge in the valley to avoid the wind also has a thick layer of white on the thick hair.

However, just as the cattle were quietly flicking their ears and turning out some supper chewing with their hooves from time to time, a strange footstep suddenly aroused the vigilance of the peripheral bulls, who raised their heads suddenly, pricked up their ears, and glared at the bright bulls.

In the next second, a bright light flashed that frightened all wild animals.

Fire!

Holding torches high, the bearded man with a terrier neck and the two drunkards of Jin Lao Liu came from the northeast with torches, while swaying, while shouting and shouting, in the southeast and south, there were also the same torches dangling, flickering, the shaking of more than a dozen torches and the shouting of the crowd, so that the bison herd became more and more restless, the cow and the calf began to stride to the west, the sturdy bull was vigilant and slightly bowed his head, and the horns were panting outward and slashing to the ground.

But the ox is a cow after all, and some larger things joined the round-up with torches, and looking at the approaching torches, the westernmost ox finally ran violently to the west, and the bulls on the periphery were no longer defensive, and ran with their heads in a sullen manner.

"Watch around! Dongfang Meng, you rush from the south, I rush from the north, drive!"

In the night, there was a fierce roar, and then Song Yongzhong slapped the horse's buttocks, and the black pearl sailors in the south agreed, and they also beat their horses to follow, and the two twenty cavalry cavalry held torches, shouting like monsters, and struck the buttocks of the herd of cattle left and right, not relaxing for a moment.

Hundreds of bison galloped, the sound was like a landslide, the shock was clearly audible even if it was more than ten miles away, halfway up, there were constantly cattle turning their heads and escaping from the edge of the team, but Song Yongzhong didn't care, just stared at the most batch of bison and kept chasing, this chase and chase, unconsciously more than ten miles ran out, and also chased from the original plain to a relatively narrow canyon, just look at the shadowy mountain forest, a cluster of flames shook three times, Song Yongzhong and Dongfang Meng, who were watching, suddenly pulled up the reins of the horse.

The horses neighed and roared, and a horse braked the ground, and twenty horsemen came to an abrupt halt.

However, the endless herd of cattle is not said to be able to brake in a moment, there are still hundreds of cattle suddenly broke into the canyon, and then heard the sound of crackling, the ground sinked suddenly, and the bison who was caught off guard hissed and fell in, under the huge inertia, so that the bison behind could not stand on their feet, and also fell in, in the sound of sparse noise, I don't know how much I fell into for a while.

Still, most of the bison turned the corner, escaped from both sides of the trap, and continued on to the other side of the valley.

In the panting voice, Geng Geng Neck and Jin Lao Liu, the townspeople of Jewel Sea Town, also came up from behind, and the torches were hula-la-la around the pit, and Mao Xingjian's brain was stretched to the front.

This is the oldest hunting method of human beings, the Neanderthals in Europe used this method to hunt mammoths, although ancient, but effective, under the pit, densely packed I don't know how many cattle were planted in, a pair of cow eyes with fear and anger, eyes bright like vampires staring at the crowd.

Looking at Song Yongzhong, Dongfang Meng and the terrier neck shouted excitedly, although Mao Xingjian's face still maintained a cold and rigid appearance, but a look of excitement could not be suppressed from his pupils.

It's done!

…………

This night, the people of Baohai Town did not stop, lit more than 20 fires near the trap pit, and set up a pulley set with a few sticks hanging on the pit, and then the people went down with a rope to catch the cow, and the cow put a rope on each of its four legs, and more than 20 men shouted he, and the cow was put on in a creaking sound.

Then it is the most critical step of preliminary taming, four people grabbed the cow's four hooves and gagged the cow backwards, Geng Geng's neck hugged the cow's neck, so that the bison's head was facing the sky, in the obscene laughter, Song Yongzhong used a vice to hold a thick iron rod with a red head and strode up, in the cow's sad mooing, squeaked the tip of the iron rod to the cow's nasal diaphragm cartilage, and pierced a hole.

Immediately afterwards, the polished shiny U-shaped thick copper wire segment was inserted into the nose hole by two assistants, and the pliers worked hard to pinch the thick copper segment into a ring, and a cow put on the nose ring.

The next step was the most tense step, the terrier neck withdrew first, and the four who were dragging the cow's hooves were also slowly released, leaving a cow's nose rope tied to the stake, and Dongfang Meng held a fire gun and nervously aimed at the cow's head.

The first reaction of the bison who stood up must be to flutter, but most of the cattle immediately hurt and honestly as soon as they pulled the cow's nose rope slightly, and only dared to circle around the tethered ox stake, so that the cattle were initially tamed, let it be honest and calm down for a while, and then they could be led to the edge of the No. 22 post above.

But if the struggle and fluttering is too strong, even the nose ring of the cow has broken free, and the nose flutters and wears it, then there is no way, the four big men shouted and dragged the hooves to put the cow down again, and then a strong man took the iron hammer to the head of the hammer, in the cow's hair, the butcher took a knife to the neck of the cow, and completed the slaughter.

Fortunately, the wisdom of the ancestors is really not bad, a small nose ring, it has become the death hole of this hundreds of catties or even half a ton of behemoths, one night, most of the cattle that were fished up were placed by the small nose ring, and only six were slaughtered.

At dawn, this night, more than 60 North American bison were caught, including 39 strong cattle, 24 one- or two-year-old calves, the only pity is that eight bison were killed and crippled under the pit, plus those who were slaughtered, a total of 16 dead cattle.

Early in the morning, more than a dozen wooden shelves were erected, and the slaughtered North American bison was directly hung on it to decompose, and large pieces of fresh beef were just cut off and thrown in the snow, in less than a few minutes, the severe cold weather had frozen it into fresh quick-frozen meat, and the big iron pot of the No. 22 post was also brought out, with firewood at the bottom, and a pot of mountain spring water was poured directly on the top, and the freshly slaughtered beef was cut into pieces by Han Xiaomo and thrown into it cracklingly, closing the potatoes brought together, covering the pot and simmering, after a while, The rich aroma wafts out.

"Oh Mom! Girl's good craft! I Lao Zhao tasted it first! ”

Holding a big shell picked up by the sea, the terrier neck was impatient to make do with the side of the beef soup, but just as it was about to be served, he was slapped firmly on the head.

"Go! No humility! Don't you know what to give to the prince first? ”

The pottery bowl brought was served with a bowl of beauty, and in the eyes of a few guys on the terrier's neck, Han Xiaomo also looked happy, and walked over tremblingly with the soup bowl!

"Big nephew! It's time to eat!! ”

It's a pity that Mao Xingjian ignored her as cold as ever, and until now, he is still staring intently at the American bison who are still shaking their noses and making the last struggle, he is a dignified prince, and he really didn't expect that one day he would be happy like this for these cows.

But it is indeed worth rejoicing, having a cow as a pack beast and not having a cow are completely different concepts! The guys were tamed, and the radius of his activities in his Rocky Mountain Governorate was greatly increased, and there were oxen-drawn plows, which was also very beneficial for the upcoming spring ploughing.

Just when Mao Xingjian was looking at it there, another commotion came out suddenly, and Song Yongzhong came back.

I don't know why, tired all night, Song Yongzhong still didn't even rest in the morning, and took his subordinates to ride a horse and ran out directly to patrol, listening to the sailors surrounding him, Mao Xingjian didn't care at first, but listening to the miscellaneous talk, he was shocked.

"How do you bring someone back?"

"Look at !! alone"

Full of curiosity and excitement, leaving aside the cow, he turned around and walked in that direction, Han Xiaomo, who happened to be holding the broth, walked to him slightly: "Big nephew, eat...., eat ....., hey, where are you going!! ”

Seeing Mao Xingjian get into the crowd, the wild girl of the grassland stomped her feet angrily.

"Humph!"

.........

The cavalry did carry a person back, and it was almost the same as the big guy, and it was also yellow skin, but in appearance, it was obviously not a Ming person or a Japanese person, a Li Dynasty person, this person had high cheekbones, a large nose, and two paints under his eye sockets with unknown paint. And this person is really frost-resistant, one of them still feels cold in a big cotton jacket, and this person is only wearing a tattered animal skin.

However, this guy is obviously an unlucky ghost, the hideous wound on his back is open and fleshy, and at this time he has been frozen with ice slag, if it weren't for the fact that he still has a little breath in his chest, he would be completely dead.

"Lord Song, who is this?"

"It should be a Sioux person, anyway, this uncivilized barbarian."

Staring at him, Song Yongzhong's expression was quite strange, a little distressed, and a little vigilant, after hesitating for a moment, he suddenly pulled out the revolver and put it on this guy's head, this action obviously frightened Mao Xingjian, and suddenly stopped his hand, and the prince asked in amazement.

"Lord Song, what are you going to do?"

"Kill him! I originally brought it back to find out about the situation, but I can't wake up when I see this kid! It's a scourge to keep it, it's better to send him to the underworld quickly! ”

Full of surprise, Song Yongzhong once again wanted to put the left wheel on this guy's head, but was slapped away by Mao Xingjian again.

"Presumptuous! Lord Song! We are the Great Ming Dynasty, we are civilized people, and we are not those barbarians on the grassland, how can we say that killing people kills people? Full of anger, Mao Xingjian reprimanded loudly, and before Song Yongzhong could speak, he shouted behind him again: "Dongdong is fierce!" Bring people back to Lonely! ”

Several Black Pearl sailors put up this big nose, turned around and went to the other end, behind his back, stretched out his arm Song Yongzhong obviously wanted to shout, but after hesitating for a moment, he still put down his hand helplessly, and then turned around with a somewhat gloomy face and commanded his subordinates.

"Tighten your vigilance, and return after breakfast in a while!"

"Subordinates obey!"

(End of chapter)