Othua's War Banner

Chapter 22 0022: Victims

Dawn patrols the tundra through the clouds.

Spots of light drift across the snow slopes, like eyes overlooking the ground.

【Argali Flock X6】

The head sheep is the most vigilant, and it raises its head from the stream where the melting ice converges.

They have short and straight hooves, thick pectoral muscles and necks, and they look a bit "top-heavy", and the inner-rotating thread angles are sharp and hard.

"Be careful, that thing can pick open the belly of the attacker, or break through the bushes to escape."

"How do I feel, it can hear us?"

From the hidden place in the woodland, there were small conversations.

Ken threw a leaf ball at the source of the sound, and the hunt fell silent again.

【The head sheep gave up eating and began to concentrate on vigilance. 】

He continued to keep a close eye on the other party, and chased along the way for a long time, and finally found this migrating flock of sheep.

[Limited Time Mission: Hunting]

[Wildland Level: F]

[When the prey is no longer alone, the competition will be the experience, speed, strength, and judgment of the leader. 】

Ken was patient as always.

There are also experienced hunters in the team. They have jointly planned the route and just wait for the signal quietly.

The clan members of King Fay Wolf are marching in concealment.

There is a bare mountain between the two sides, which blocks the argali in the form of a corner.

The head sheep became irritable. It sensed some kind of threat, so it jumped up and down, and moved lightly to the stone with the widest view.

"Can't wait, now."

The game of hunting and fleeing has officially begun.

Wolf riders and edgers flashed out of the trees, like ripples on the tundra, rushing past without a word.

Ken tugged Feilang's neck hair, turned over on his back, rode on it and led the team to sprint, becoming an arrow in the wall of people.

The sheep also fled.

Their vertical, powerful hooves straddle slopes like flat ground.

At first glance, it looks like a school of fish coming out of the water, or like a thousand arrows shooting out, brown figures are moving away from their team.

"Woo-!"

With howling, a dozen or so wolves suddenly sprang out from behind the slope ahead.

The flock fell into a panic of attacking back and forth, and a small-scale collision occurred under the deceleration with all their strength.

Ken narrowed his eyes, and found that the disturbance of the prey had eased, and the flock turned around and fled in the opposite direction towards him.

In comparison, they still feel that humans are better at breaking through.

The head sheep lowered its head, its huge horns were like a chariot, and it was magnified straight in Ken's sight.

Feilang let out a roar, its speed increased instead of dropping, and it received the collision of the leading sheep with astonishing strength.

Ken flew up, feeling dazed by the shock, and looked down to see that the wolf king had rolled over, pounced on his prey with sharp claws and fangs.

"Raise the spear, dodge!"

After landing, Ken got up and gave instructions to the team behind him.

When they heard the order, they immediately jumped into the piercing stream. At the same time, they thrust their spears and tomahawks into the ground vertically. Several argali who were unable to dodge in time were immediately opened.

The following flock leaped like gray clouds across the stream.

Bone whistles are blown in the stream.

The rider and the freeblade climbed out wetly, and the wolves greeted their masters, their straddling movements were a bit jerky, but they were still neat.

The chase continued, and the hunting parties dispersed.

Ken withdrew his gaze, turned around, and saw that the leader was already under the wolf king, and he used the steel sword to accurately enter and exit the vital points, and the battle was over.

[Limited Time Mission: Hunting]

【Status: Completed】

Before sunset, the wolf riders hauled back enough food to carry them through the day.

Team morale was high again.

This is the second day of their hunting, and the gray rabbit and the mouse that were captured earlier have been sent back to [Sangton Kaya].

Ken stoked the fire.

Zhan Jing shouldn't be allowed to do such chores, but the riders saw that he was very interested, so they didn't say anything more.

The broken molten stone easily ignited the dry wood, and Ken seemed to have fulfilled his obsession.

Quema led the team to cut through the vines.

Someone tied up prey, someone planted fish in the stream, and branches hung up wet winter clothes to dry them at the temperature of the campfire.

After playing around for lunch, the team returned to the main road.

They held their heads high and returned with a full load. Since the start of the winter, few people from the tribe have been here.

The landscape of Palotusbi hardly changes.

At this time, the wind is no longer harsh, and fresh excrement and ruts can be found along the way.

[The northern border is getting bustling, caravans are coming and going, tribal conflicts are increasing, and armies and looters frequently enter and leave the mountain roads. 】

Kuima patted his mount to catch up, and the wolf cub consciously walked half a step behind.

"Battle banner..."

"Wait, the old name still sounds nice."

Ken interrupted with a smile, seeing that he still wanted to refute, he added:

"At least you must develop a good habit of concealing your identity outside. There are many ambitious people with strange thoughts in the south of the high wall, and you will inevitably have to deal with them in the future."

Kuima looked stunned, and couldn't imagine how far Zhan Jing's plan had come.

"Well, so what's the matter?"

"Oh yes, Zhan...Mr. Ken, you should put on this coat first."

His old coat was torn, and he was basically bare-chested today, which looked a bit dazzling, but it was common for northern tribes.

As a native of Palotus, Kuima is far less able to resist freezing than himself in terms of physical fitness alone.

Look at the layer of unlined clothing on his body, forget it.

Ken shook his head and refused directly, just in time to hear the shouts of killing at the end of the road.

He commanded the team to hide in the woodland. The wolves were strong and agile, carrying goods and people and disappearing into the bushes after a few jumps.

The sound of hooves?
This kind of mount is not common in the north, and snow lizards and long-haired giant beasts are people's first choice.

A few broken-up carriages broke into view, the door panels were full of arrowheads, there were about a dozen men, women and children.

Among them were scholars in tunics, and porters lined with burlap.

"Kill them, women can stay."

Rough laughter and obscene language, it goes without saying—the hapless party met the marauders.

The barking of the Hayden dog came from afar, and it seemed a little apprehensive when passing in front of the dense forest.

The leader threw out a stone trip, the rope net and stones got stuck in the wheels, the horse neighed and was led off course, several carriages turned over, collided with each other and lay horizontally in the middle of the road, completely cutting off the retreat.

[The looters are doing business, you can leave without doing anything, or follow your inner choice. 】

Quema awaits orders.

He's a guy with a sense of justice.

Ken chuckled, thinking that it was a test of the team's growth, so he simply waved his hand.

The wolves rushed out from the woodland, and several Hayden dogs immediately retracted their tails, and the predators were thrown to the ground, bleeding.

The leader of the raiders was a giant bald man with a burly figure, broad shoulders, and ridiculously strong arms. He quickly organized his team and looked up at the slope.

There stood a huge Fay wolf.

Above that, was a young man with bare arms and an indifferent expression.

(End of this chapter)