The slender-jawed dragons are attracted to the smell. The breath of the newly-born little protoceratops that had just broken out of their shells was undoubtedly a great temptation for these small carnivorous creatures.

Those newborn little dinosaurs, defenseless and powerless to even escape, are the favorite snacks of almost all carnivorous creatures. The difference is just whether or not you can see such a little bit of dim sum.

The cries of the clawed dragons echoed each other, some poked their heads out of the rocks and bushes, and some swaggered directly in the glades and even on the trees.

The unique skeletal structure of the skeletal structure of the thin-jawed dragons allows them to resemble birds, even if they occasionally fall from a height. Therefore, when they are chasing their prey, it is common for them to chase all the way to the trees.

Don't think that dinosaurs that walk on land can only run on the ground, microjaws can climb trees, just as spinosaurs were good swimmers. Dinosaurs with strange abilities were really not unusual in the Cretaceous period.

The female Protoceratosaurus was already panicking, and the newborn Protoceratosaurus was driven into the nest by them, and then tried to block the nest with their bodies, in an attempt to protect the Protoceratosaurus.

And the more panicked the female protoceratops, the better it will be for the slender-jawed dragons. They were not in a hurry to attack, but constantly used one after another shrill cries to intimidate the protoceratops, hoping to cause more panic among their opponents. In this way, they can take advantage of the chaos.

But this time, their invincible tactics have made a mistake.

"Wow!" "Wow!"

The cries of the two evolved protoceratops sounded, and the rest of the female protoceratops seemed to have something to rely on in an instant, and after a short period of hectic chaos, all the protoceratops gathered around the nest, forming a protective circle.

But it's not perfect.

Even if they all lie on their knees on the ground, lest the jawed dragons pass under their bodies and take their newborn cubs with them.

Most of the Cretaceous trees have a characteristic, that is, the bottom is a bare trunk, and the top is the branches and leaves that grow and spread, which looks like a large umbrella.

This created enough opportunities for the thin-jawed dragons that the protoceratops could defend themselves from the ground, but could not stop the threat from the sky.

Seeing that there was no chance of a sneak attack on the ground, the thin-jawed dragons immediately lined up and began to climb along the trees one by one, the original horned dragon didn't realize the real crisis for a while, but Yang Qian had already seen that something was wrong.

Not every tree can jump from one tree to another through the canopy above, but the jawed dragons are like ants, constantly climbing up and down. Soon, a thin-jawed dragon found the right path in the sky.

The small and shrewd creature jumped and ran swiftly along the branches, and without much effort, came to the branch above the lair, and then it jumped down to the lair without hesitation, like a warrior jumping off a cliff.

The floating soil and dead branches and fallen leaves accumulated by digging the nest in the nest became its best protection, and it just rolled on the ground, and it stood up again unharmed.

Suddenly discovering that the lair had been invaded by the enemy, all the protoceratops panicked.

Surrounded by enemies and invaded by foreign enemies in its lair, the lucky microjawed dragon managed to reach the side of a small protoceratops and open its mouth full of tiny teeth, and the formation of protoceratops was inevitably chaotic.

I can't take care of much.

Yang Qian got up suddenly, and with a rumbling step, rushed towards the trees around those nests.

His actions caused the team of protoctops to completely lose the order they had at the beginning, but at this time, most of the jaws were in the trees, and there were no slenders to attack their nests from the ground.

"Bang!" "Click!"

With a loud bang, followed by a crackling sound, a tree was knocked down by Yang Gan with brute force.

"Chirp ......", "Woo Wow Wow Wow......" "Bang Bang!" "Crackling ......"

In the small woods, it suddenly became a mess.

Yang Gan ignored the sounds around him, and just charged towards the trees one by one. At this moment, the advantage of being huge was undoubtedly revealed, and those slightly smaller trees could not resist his impact at all, and they fell down one after another.

As for the slender-jawed dragons above, some were knocked down on his first impact, while others fell along with the fallen trees. Either way, at least their plan to sneak up on the Protoceratop's lair from above the woods was ruined.

But instead of backing down, the jaws screamed and scurried around, and some tried to sneak up on the nest in the hope of stealing a small protoceratopus from inside.

When all the trees that could be knocked down by himself fell, looking at the little slender-jawed dragons scurrying around, Yang Qian suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Whew!" "Bang!" "Crackling ......"

Facing a pile of gravel and dirt on the ground, Yang Qian waved his tail violently. With the sound of the howling wind, the tail swept over the gravel. Then the gravel flew in response, heading towards the surrounding jawed dragons.

The female protoceratosaurs were very fortunate to have chosen their nest at the foot of the hill, on the edge of the river. It is only in such a place that there are enough pieces of rubble. If you are in the field, although there will be small stones, there will definitely not be so many scattered piles together.

Even if Yang Gan's quasi-head has undergone a short period of exercise, it can only be regarded as average. Fortunately, with one tail, there were enough pieces of rubble flying up, and naturally there were many pieces hitting the branches and leaves, but there were always a few pieces that hit those thin-jawed dragons.

If these gravels hit a large dinosaur with thick skin and thick flesh, it can naturally only be regarded as an itch, and at most it hurts for a while. But for the small slender-jawed dragon, it was a big threat.

Almost all of the small-jawed dragons that were accidentally hit by rocks were injured to varying degrees, and although not many died on the spot, they wanted to continue running around, and there was no hope for a while.

"Chirp......" "Chirp!"

Listening to the cries of those injured and uninjured thin-jawed dragons, Yang Gan immediately came to his senses, and he didn't expect that he would have such a sudden flash of inspiration, and the effect would be so good.

Immediately after that, the grove was filled with sand and rocks, and dust was flying.

A huge figure that looked a little blurry in the flying sand, shook its head and tail, and with just a turn of its body, its tail brought up countless flying stones and sand.

The slender-jawed dragons began to flee in panic, and the protoceratops were also at a loss.

When all the dust settled, Yang Qian stood among the collapsed trees, looking at the thin-jawed dragons around him who were moaning and struggling on the ground, and there was a taste of loneliness of a master.

(I wish all fathers in the world good health, happiness and long life!) ）

(Recommend a friend's new book "Shocking Skies") (Ask for a recommendation ticket tomorrow, Monday!) ――）

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