The source of strength is his horse.

The female beast seemed to feel the call from the male, and the long-suppressed hormones urged her brain to release an astonishing furious force, ignoring the fact that the reins were still in her master's hands, and turned around with a roar. If it weren't for the two guards standing nearby, who were quick to grasp its mane and saddle, Lu Fengguo, who was caught off guard, would definitely be dragged upside down dozens of meters away from the snow.

"Bastard!" The enraged deer king cursed repeatedly, and he let go of the reins and untied the whip hanging from his waist, intending to give the beast a good look.

An indescribable atmosphere of fear spread in an instant, as if the madness of the Deer King's mount had instantly infected all the horses, and they began to roar, let out inexplicable roars, kick the horses' hooves, and spin in place restlessly, struggling to free themselves from their respective masters.

"What's wrong with them?"

"What the hell is going on with these horses?"

"Hold it, hold them......"

There were sounds of astonishment everywhere, and the soldiers subconsciously clenched their weapons. Although he doesn't know what to do, Lu Fengguo is not confused, he knows very well that animals have a mysterious instinct that surpasses that of humans in predicting danger. Before he had time to think about it, he shouted repeatedly: "Get on the horse, get on the horse, get out of here." ”

Almost at the same time as he gave the order, a large black tide suddenly gushed out from the depths of the dense forest in front of him.

That's hundreds of black howling wolves.

God knows where they came from, like a tidal wave with terrible power, silently approaching the beachhead from under the water, pushing the water up when no one is noticing, drowning everything with furious force.

These ferocious beasts are agile, their thick, hairy four-legged paws supporting their bodies as they run high speed across the snowy surface, and do not sink into the imbalance between weight and plantar foothold like humans do. They stirred up a cloud of snow over the woodland, erupting in a scalp-tinging roar.

Including Lu Fengguo, everyone was stunned.

The wolves came so suddenly, they rushed out of the mountains from the heights, perhaps hiding there for a long time, or perhaps attracted by the unbridled laughter of the royal hunting party. During this cold season, the brutal environment can force them to do anything, and treat any living creature as a snack.

Lu Fengguo felt that his brain instantly became stiff, and his hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably. He instinctively wanted to bend his bow and shoot at one of the wolves, but his trembling legs and feet couldn't help but feel the urge to step on the stirrups and turn the horse's head to run away.

Several of the quicker soldiers had already shot arrows, and they were also panicked, there was no accuracy in the panic, and the feathered arrows they shot were obviously not strong enough, just like they were in normal training.

The snow was deep in the forest, and most of the men had dismounted before, and they were now screaming and cursing and pulling the reins, urging the horses to turn around from the snow. Horses feel danger more deeply than humans, jumping around in the snow, struggling to pull their hooves out of the depths of the snow, only to step on them again in panic and fear, while enduring the whip wielding in the hands of their owners...... Roars, invectives, screams, and the metallic sound of weapons clashing against each other made the atmosphere over the dense forest even more dull, suffocating almost all oxygen.

“…… Run, run, run......" This is the only sentence that Lu Fengguo can find at this moment.

The wolf pack strikers had already rushed closer, and these ferocious beasts were in no hurry to attack. They keep running at high speed, dividing into left and right teams to get around the crowded crowds.

It was only then that people suddenly discovered that the size of the wolf pack was far larger than expected, not hundreds at all, but more than thousands.

Where did so many wolves come from?

Everyone has a common question in their minds, but they can't find the answer by asking.

The wolves went on the offensive.

Three black howling wolves pounced at the head of the crowd at the same time. Under normal circumstances, he would not stay in this position, but going out hunting is different, not to mention that the North Mountain Hunting Ground is very close to Bucks City, so there should be no problem in terms of safety. Inertial thinking caused a terrible disaster, the distance was too close to use a bow and arrow, the elderly deer king threw away the hunting bow in his hand, pulled out his saber, and was about to raise it at the moment, when the black wolf that led the attack suddenly jumped up from the snow, jumped through the air at a dizzying speed, opened his bloody mouth, and bit Lu Fengguo's knife-holding right wrist fiercely.

The Deer King's eyes widened suddenly, and he flung his arms like madness, trying to break free from the mouth of the damned beast. Its teeth were so sharp, as hard as steel tongs, it stared at itself with cruel and irrational eyes, red blood oozing from the hairy, foul-smelling corners of its lips, and an inexplicable "whining" sound from the depths of its throat. This real giant wolf is about the same height and size as Lu Fengguo's beloved horse. It raised its paws, and the other two black howling wolves swarmed up, biting the legs of the deer king respectively, and they cooperated with each other.

Lu Fengguo felt that his wrist was bitten off, followed by a sharp pain from under his body. He screamed and looked down, and saw that his clothes and pants were torn on the top of his left leg near his abdomen, and the muscle layer that was half a meter long was torn apart. The wolf's teeth were not knives, there was no horizontal cutting effect, and the hungry beast opened its mouth to bite, dragging the blood of the belt backwards and tearing it back, the tender yellow fat trembling in the cold air, and the thick white bones were exposed under the bright red muscles.

“…… Save...... Help...... "Lu Fengguo fell to the ground on his back, letting out a terrified scream.

The sound lasted only two seconds, and a black howling wolf that had caught up from behind joined the feast of blood, and with its powerful claws pressed against the deer king's chest, it swept over his blood-spattered face, completely twisted by fear and despair, aimed at his fragile and defenseless neck, and opened its mouth to bite down.

The eldest prince was bitten on the left hand by a giant wolf, and he howled hoarsely, but the guards around him were too busy to parry the attacking wolves. Seeing the other two black howling wolves coming towards him, the eldest prince turned his heart sideways, pulled out his saber in severe pain, aimed it at his wrist, and slashed it down.

Blood splattered, he gritted his teeth, with the fierceness that suddenly erupted in his body, he swung his knife and stabbed at the wave that held his severed hand, the tip of the knife poked into the wolf's eyes, and the powerful force pushed the metal blade to shred the bones and stab deeply into the wolf's head.

When he pulled the knife from the beast's body, the eldest prince felt his whole body drenched in a cold sweat, and he turned and ran in the direction of the dense crowd, letting out a thunderous roar.

"Second, third, let's go!"

He saw that Lu Fengguo was eaten by several black howling wolves, and he was no longer saved. The eldest prince wanted to warn the others with a roar, but only loud enough could force him to support, he dragged his tired legs, endured the pain of bleeding and broken arms, and just shouted twice, he was pounced on by a giant wolf that flew from behind, and bit off his neck, and his head lost its spine support on the spot, and fell from his shoulders.

The second prince and the third prince were at the back, and they were surrounded by a group of guards, but despite this, the second prince's back was still torn by wolf claws, and a scar more than sixty centimeters long was shocking. He desperately protected his wounded brother, and helped the third prince to climb onto the horse, but he lost his balance and fell from the other end of the saddle, falling heavily.

"Second brother...... I...... I can't...... You, let's go! The third prince sat slumped on the ground, his face pale, his swollen lips open, and his hands clutching his stomach. In the chaos, he was bitten on the flank by a giant wolf, tearing a hole in the belt meat, and his intestines flowed out more than ten centimeters long, and he quickly lost his temperature in the cold environment and became bruised. The third prince tried to stuff it back several times, but it flowed out again, and when he got on the horse, he had to hold the saddle with both hands, and the intestinal tubes that were unblocked flowed out of his body even more...... He now gave up completely, covering his wounds with his hands, just for psychological comfort. The intestines dragged on the outside of the body swayed, as if a second male symbol of a man had grown out of a part that should not have grown.

The second prince held the saber in one hand, staggered and struggled to stand up from the ground, hoping to look urgently past the mixed crowd and wolves, and look at the location of the deer king's hunting flag dozens of meters away. He saw the flagpole slanted and overwhelmed by as many as fifty black howling wolves, with many more in the distance galloping in this direction.

"Father......" The second prince stared at his bloodshot eyes, and slashed at the nearest giant wolf with a knife in both hands. The knife was placed in such a precise position that it slashed off the entire head on the spot, and the hideous and ferocious face of the beast rolled in the air and fell on the snow in the distance.

“…… Second brother...... Help me ......" The dying third prince's voice was weak, he clutched his wounds, because of the loss of too much blood, he was chills all over his body, shivering from the cold, and his lips had turned purple: "Kill me...... Don't want to...... Be their ...... Food ......"

The second prince roared angrily and swung his knife at the black howling wolf who rushed over on the other side, he actually wanted to help his younger brother fulfill his wish, procrastination is not the habit of the northern barbarians, and men who are used to life and death do things very simply, not to mention that the third child is seriously injured and has no cure. Rather than stay here and become a burden, it is better to go down with a knife and let him die in his own hands.

The giant wolf leaped high with a powerful impact, it had the wisdom of a beast, and opened its bloody mouth to meet the blade that was waving backwards in the second prince's hand, without the slightest evasion. It knew that it had to do this in order to suppress the strength of the long knife's attack, forcing the wielder to change his movements, and the sharp wolf claws attacked the second prince's shoulder at the same time, and he had no choice but to cross the blade from top to bottom, while shuffling his steps to avoid the wolf claws, and slash at the ferocious beast from the sideways.

The black howling wolf was so large that its size was proportional to its weight, which meant that its strength increased exponentially, and they roamed the mountains and forests all year round, making them extremely skilled hunters.

Winter is the season when the beasts go wild, and because of the lack of food, they are crazier, wilder, and more cruel than usual.

Two questions kept lingering in the second prince's mind.

Where did so many black howling wolves come from?

Why are they so large that they far surpass similar beasts seen before?

The North Mountain Hunting Ground is the royal territory of the Deer Clan, and there are no people here, but every year before the start of the winter hunting activities, some soldiers and hunters will be sent to search along the ridges on the east and west sides to find out whether there is enough prey to infest, and at the same time mark the location of threatening beasts, so as to provide a certain degree of safety warning for the next royal hunting activities.

Over the years, the second prince has been responsible for this matter, and this year is no exception. Last week, two days ago, he had read the latest hunting report sent from below, which clearly stated: no beasts of prey were found in the hunting grounds of Beishan or the surrounding areas, except for the total number of giant horned deer, which was about 300, and the number of fanged pigs was about the same.

With such a large pack, there are at least fifteen hundred black howling wolves in the visible part alone.

They were so big that they were at least one-third larger than the black howling wolf that the second prince had ever seen.

He felt that he was no match for this fierce wolf.

A black shadow jumped next to him, the speed was fast, and the second prince, who was extremely injured, hurriedly avoided it, and when he held the long knife with both hands and finally stabilized his body on the snow, he found that the third prince had been pressed to the ground by a giant wolf, and his head was gnawed by sharp wolf teeth, and it was completely deformed under the bite force of a powerful carnivorous beast. The chew is crystal clear, as if it were a deliciously oversized, crispy fried bean.

A giant wolf with a coat between black and brown was running not far away. A master hunter far superior to that of his peers, with a man in his mouth and no reduction in his speed, the black howling wolf was clearly unwilling to share its prey with other companions, and gnawed the throat of its target, swallowing blood while patiently searching for suitable places to eat.

The second prince's eyes straightened when he saw it, he couldn't hold back it any longer, the fear that had increased dramatically in his mind completely overwhelmed his courage, threw away the long knife in his hand, turned around and galloped towards a horse that was still struggling in the snow more than ten meters away.

That's the fourth, he's dead.

Six wolves attacked the second prince from different directions. Their liness and flexibility were unrestrained in the snow, and a wolf circled to the front, jumped up, opened its mouth and bit the horse's neck, blood splattered everywhere. One attacked from the side of the horse, bit a hole in the horse's belly, and directly stuck the wolf's paw into it, pulling out the steaming intestines. The poor horse let out a near-death cry and fell to the ground, the second prince who lost his balance fell, and several other black howling wolves swarmed up, and the last thing that remained in his eyes was an incomparably large and hideous wolf head, and a terrifying sharp fang.

The White Deer Patriarch was bitten by two black howling wolves on both legs, pulled desperately in different directions, and was torn in half.

The three patriarchs of Xuanlu, Yanlu and Qinglu followed the hunting team to the back of the position, and when Lu Fengguo encountered the wolves in front, the three patriarchs reacted in time, and they formed a defensive circle with their guards.