Chapter Eighty-Three: Spectating the Battle
This question is really unanswerable.
Fortunately, Wu Yanxiu is a talkative person, and the barbarian didn't reply immediately, so he reacted and forcibly resolved the embarrassment, "What do you eat at night?" I prepared some spices. ”
Man'er's guard said, "Spices will attract some strange insects, please give them to me for inspection first." ”
Wu Yanxiu really came alone, without an entourage. This made Zhang Yang couldn't help but say, "Isn't this son still able to barbecue?" "And prepared your own spices?
Wu Yanxiu was proud like a peacock with an open screen, "I have been in the grassland for so long, so I naturally have to learn some skills." ”
It's a pity that Zhang Yang was very proficient in these skills when he was ten years old, and he seems to be an interesting son, "What did you learn when you came to the grassland." ”
Wu Yanxiu seriously stretched out his fingers and counted, "Dancing, singing, hunting horses, and gazetteers." ”
Man'er: "What is a geological article?" ”
Wu Yanxiu: "It is an article that records the customs and customs, and I wrote a steppe chronicle to record my days in the Turks. ”
There seemed to be something, and the barbarian naturally noticed, "I want to see it, Brother Wu is so interesting in telling stories, and the geography he writes must also be interesting." ”
Wu Yanxiu: "Okay, I'll give it to you when I go back." “
It's just a temptation for Zhang Yang's request, and this Turkic princess is not simple.
This Turkic princess should know a lot, just because she can come to the hunting ground and bring a Wu Yanxiu.
What was the attitude of the Turks towards the Khitans? Why did the Turkic guards mention the unhappiness of the Khitans? Why did the Turkic princess stop talking?
Zhang Yang decided to show it well, and the warriors should be able to have more say.
The smell of blood attracts beasts, so it's important to judge the direction of the wind in the forest, and determine the range of beasts that can be attracted, so that you can set traps and predict the hardships and fruits of the hunt.
The Turks need to protect the princess from putting their situation too dangerous, and they need to behave in front of them, how to hunt scientifically?
The Turks carefully chose a place with little wind, dug traps, arranged bait, set up bows and crossbows, and then a group of people scattered in three places, of course, the leader did not forget to call people over to check the baits and traps. The flamboyant performance was beyond his expectations, this group of merchants actually knew how to hunt, and they really did any business, and they wanted money rather than their lives.
The beast's sense of smell is very sensitive, and in a short time, it attracts a giant python.
The stout body, red scales, and letters that spit out from time to time make the red python look vigorous and dangerous, and the brightly colored snakes are often highly venomous, and many people swallow a mouthful of saliva silently.
Rather face jackals, tigers and leopards, and few people are willing to face poisonous snakes, as long as they are not bitten by the vital point, they can still live with fewer arms and legs, but they are bitten by poisonous snakes, and this is their last hunt.
I don't know who will be the lucky one today, the first to be attacked by the poisonous snake.
Zhang Yang watched silently beside him, and even wanted to take out the melon seeds while knocking and watching, the battle between humans and snakes was about to break out, thirty against one, whether the bulky Turkic warriors could achieve the final victory, or this riotous red python could sweep thousands of armies, invincible in the world, and the battle would start, all in today's primeval forest.
It's a pity that Da Zhou didn't have melon seeds at this time. Zhang Yang secretly decided that he must give Chang'an's brothers a good talk about the necessity of melon seeds, without melon seeds, how boring it is to watch the battle! Could it be that Brother Shen usually watches dramas and listens to music, just drinking tea?
Of course, the main reason for watching the battle is that this group of Turks is the prey, not something that he, a pseudo-Turk, can touch.
The red python slowly approached the bloody piece of flesh at the trap, and with a swing it traveled a distance of one meter, and if it accelerated its movement, it would move at a speed that would be a human head in the blink of an eye.
After sniffing around the piece of meat for a long time, it finally locked its position, and perhaps finally determined that the meat was non-poisonous, and then the red python swallowed the whole piece of bloody flesh with lightning speed.
The Turkic warriors drew their bows and arrows one after another, and when the snake was eating, its reaction speed would be a little weaker, and if it could hit the vital point, the giant python would not be able to leave today.
The sound of arrows leaving the string sounded, and the red python swung rapidly, climbed a nearby green tree, and dodged the first round of attacks.
Maybe it's thinking to stand tall and see far?
This stupid snake! Now it's good, just shoot the tree, play yourself alive and become a live target, if a strong man shoots an arrow into the tree, the snake will have to die somewhere.
Zhang Yang sighed, to be reasonable, if the Khitans often hunt here, how could this snake be so stupid?
The Turks also cherished this rare opportunity, and the speed of archery was doubled, the sharp arrows fell quickly, and the red python writhed quickly, after all, it was slower, or was scratched by some sharp arrows.
After being injured, the red python let out a low roar, and the angry emotions made the snake's eyes begin to be congested, red and red-eyed, and the Turks were also stunned, and they set up arrows again, and the only thing that could save them at this time was the weapon in their hands.
The red python did not retreat but advanced, swimming towards the nearest team, Xinzi vomited more cheerfully, but the five Turks led by him did not retreat, and the probability of hitting the huge python was greatly improved, and the other five people in that group scattered in all directions and surrounded the giant python.
These ten people said silently, we have defended you, surrender quickly.
The red python also said silently, I surround you, lay down your weapons and don't kill.
However, no side has retreated, and true warriors dare to face the bleak life and dare to face the dripping blood.
The angry red python is even more indomitable, does not flinch in the face of danger, it would rather give its life to redeem its honor and dignity, defend the freedom of the forest, Zhang Yang lit a candle for the red python, and the person who bravely faced the invaders at the cost of his life is worthy of respect.
I just don't know if I can rub a bowl of snake soup later?
The Turkic rained down more intensively with arrows, and the python had more and more wounds on its body, although it failed to penetrate the scales, there were many abrasions, and he was getting closer and closer to the crowd of five.
Ten meters, eight meters, six meters.
Zhang Yang seemed to hear the screams of the red python when it bit a person and the sound of the snake's body clamping around a person's body and then tightening it hard.
No, he really heard it.
While the red python controlled one person, the surrounding warriors were finally able to shoot arrows into the body of the giant python at close range.
The Red Python finally lost the matchup with a disparity of numbers with a one-for-two record.
A warrior can't die, it should be the one who was bitten first and then strangled to death, another warrior was hit in the buttocks, the crimson blood was obviously extremely poisonous, and the warrior's screams were like a silent alarm bell, knocking on everyone's hearts.
Fortunately, the red python did not stage a scene of devouring corpses, otherwise many people would probably have nightmares tonight, and the more timid would immediately turn around and go home to find their mother.
For Wu Yanxiu, who lives in Anle Township, and those who come to this environment to hunt for the first time, this scene is indeed cruel and bloody.
However, most of the soldiers who have fought for many years can't raise other emotions except a silent mourning in their hearts.
Zhang Yang learned Wu Yanxiu's expression and began to retch. The remaining ten people also began to vomit and discuss it in a hypocritical manner, breaking the peace of the hunt.
"It's miserable."
"Poor."
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(End of chapter)