The wild boar king slowly approached the perimeter of the encirclement, and behaved very calmly after hearing the rhythmic barking of the hounds behind him in the distance.

It was not panicked at all, but just slightly adjusted its pace, came down from the ridge, and went down along the shady slope to another ditch.

The area of ​​this ditch is not as long as that of Ruanzaozigou, but the terrain is also very messy.

Various low shrubs, soft dates and wild grape vines are intertwined and connected into large areas, covered with a layer of frozen snow.

It’s okay for animals with small weight, as they can pass through quickly by stepping on the snow crust. However, once their weight exceeds the critical point, a hole will be created with every step they take.

Animals the size of a hound would not be able to hold up the snow shell that was suspended in mid-air.

Of course, the snow shell cannot support the heavy body of the Wild Boar King.

But it is tall, has strong limbs and thick skin, so it can rush through the bushes with almost no obvious obstacles.

This was the battlefield it had chosen temporarily, and it had deliberately approached it in order to lure the hunting dogs over.

The wild boar king's experience is indeed far beyond that of ordinary wild boars. It knows the power of the hunting rifle in the hands of hunters, and also knows how difficult it is to deal with armed hunters working together with dogs.

In order to crack this tactic of pulling and containing, you have to lure the enemy deep into your territory.

Just then, in less than fifteen minutes, Hua Niu and her three dogs came chasing after them, barking all the way.

The wild boar king suddenly raised his head at the bottom of the ditch, then turned around and ran away in panic.

The four dogs caught up with their prey and saw the wild boar king running away, so they rushed into the ditch without hesitation.

The bravest among them was a tiger-brindle gang dog named Dahu.

This is the tough guy in the dog gang, weighing nearly 100 kilograms and with a very solid frame. He is just two and a half years old this year, but has already made many achievements in battle. His head, face and upper forelimbs are covered with mottled scars from beating pigs.

When the tiger saw that the wild boar king was about to run away, he accelerated and rushed to the bottom of the ditch.

The wild boar king walked in front, making a temporary path. The tiger followed this path and caught up with him in no time, aiming for the wild boar king's ears.

This is a helper dog that uses pliers. On normal days, it can fight against a 300-pound cannon ball and has rich practical experience in using pliers.

But today, it is going to suffer a great loss.

The wild boar king is much taller than an ordinary boar egg. If Da Hu bites the wild boar king's ear with his mouth, his front limbs cannot touch the ground at all and he needs to jump up to reach it.

After a feint attack, Da Hu realized the problem, barked, and retreated, intending to wait for his companions to come up with another plan.

At this time, the wild boar king suddenly cooperated by slightly lowering its front legs and its head by thirty to forty centimeters.

This time, Da Hu was able to reach it and stepped forward again.

The other three dogs, including the lead dog Huaniu, also rushed up at once.

Two dogs held the pliers, while the other two bit the tender flesh on the elbows of the front limbs, trying to lower the center of gravity and bring the wild boar down.

At first contact, the wild boar king was very cooperative and everything seemed to be going very smoothly. The hunting dogs worked in perfect harmony and performed their respective duties, which was entirely the valuable hunting experience accumulated from daily practical operations.

However, the target they encountered was the cunning and clever Wild Boar King. Things seemed to be going smoothly, but it was just that the Wild Boar King deliberately cooperated to lure the enemy deeper and exposed their flaws.

The next second, the surrounded wild boar king suddenly swung his thick pig snout.

With a dull sound of "Pu", the pig's snout with curved fangs hit Da Hu's lower back directly.

Hounds all have iron heads and thin waists. The waist is the most vulnerable part of a dog. The tiger that was hit had its lumbar spine fractured into an obviously twisted shape instantly, and its two strong hind legs lost sensation and became loose.

With a broken spine and paralyzed back, the extremely strong Da Hu was eliminated in one round.

Poor thing, that hard-boiled beast was so prey-loving that even after being seriously injured, it still held on to the wild boar king's ear tightly and refused to let go.

After the wild boar king succeeded in his attack, he no longer cared about the bits and pieces hanging on his body. He rushed forward more than ten meters and then stopped suddenly. While the other dog that was chasing him was unable to dodge, he lowered his head and attacked again.

With this blow, Da Hu couldn't hold on any longer and was thrown aside without a sound.

The second dog was lifted up more than two meters high without any preparation, and fell to the ground in a circle.

Before the dazed dog could get up again, the wild boar king rushed to it, lay down, and bit and pulled the soft intestines in its abdomen.

The fragile abdominal skin was torn directly, and a large amount of red and white things were pulled out by the wild boar's fangs.

Before the disemboweled dog could even die, the wild boar king stomped on it vigorously with its front hooves.

There was a sound of bones being trampled and broken in the snow, and the second dog was directly killed by a small combo.

Seeing her companions being seriously injured one after another in a short period of time, the leader dog Hua Niu was obviously afraid and retreated while barking in an attempt to keep some distance.

But since we had already gone down the ditch and entered the battlefield chosen by the wild boar, how could we possibly escape so easily?

The wild boar king, who had shown extreme fear not long ago, now showed his ferocious side. He turned around and attacked Hua Niu.

Hua Niu turned around and ran, but after she took a few steps, her left front paw sank into the hole under the snow shell and she stumbled.

He lost his balance and couldn't avoid it, so he was slapped in the side by the wild boar king.

The sharp curved fangs tore a horrific 15-centimeter-long triangular wound directly on Hua Niu's side, revealing a large area of ​​bright red flesh under the dog skin.

One strike caused serious injury, but the wild boar king was not done yet. He lowered his head and bit Hua Niu's hind legs, shaking his head like crazy.

The head dog Hua Niu, who weighed dozens of kilograms, was like a rag doll in the wild boar king's mouth. How could she possibly withstand the fierce blows from the thousand-kilogram wild boar king? After a few rounds, the joints of her hind legs were dislocated and she fell to the ground, unable to get up.

After the dog had completely lost its resistance, the wild boar king lowered his head and took a few more bites at its soft abdomen, and the head dog Hua Niu died.

Three of the four dogs died in less than two minutes.

The last dog in the gang had its tail tucked between its legs and was backing away unconsciously, barking in a bluffing manner.

The wild boar king repeated the same trick and accelerated forward. While the dog was retreating and falling, he slapped it again with his mouth, lowered his head and took a few bites of food, and took another dog's life.

At this time, it took less than two minutes from the time the four dogs fell to the bottom of the ditch to the time they were all wiped out. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was just the blink of an eye.

After wiping out all the hunting dogs, the wild boar king did not flee immediately. Instead, it climbed up the mountain ridge again, listened for a while with its ears tilted, and then boldly returned to the ditch. It randomly selected a dead hunting dog and started to eat its abdominal organs.

Many people may have an inherent idea that wild boars are vegetarian creatures. In fact, this is a wrong idea. To be precise, wild boars are omnivorous. If they have the opportunity to eat meat, they will be more active than anyone else.

Omnivorous, even eats carrion.

The wild boar king had a hearty meal, dug out the entrails of the four hunting dogs and ate most of them. Then, contentedly, he climbed up the ridge from the opposite hillside and disappeared into the dense forest.

About seven or eight minutes later, Lao Xu and his partner Xiao Li arrived at the scene, panting heavily.

"It's right in front! Judging from the footprints, they should have gone over the ridge in front and went down to the bottom of the ditch!!" Xiao Li said, pointing to the footprints under the ridge.

Old Xu also saw the footprints on the ground, but a bad feeling came to his mind: "Something is wrong. Why can't I hear the dogs barking?"

"Something is wrong! Turn on the safety of your gun, or you will be ambushed by that wild boar!" Xiao Li shouted.

The two men, who were a little more vigilant, climbed up the ridge and looked around but found nothing unusual. Then they followed the dog's footprints and went down to the bottom of the ditch.

After walking less than 300 meters along the ditch, the two partners saw an unacceptable scene.

The four hunting dogs that were full of life not long ago have now turned into cold corpses, their stomachs have been roughly ripped open, and all kinds of internal organs, blood, etc. are scattered all over the ground.

No wonder the dogs were quiet. All four dogs died in battle at the bottom of the ditch. How could they make any noise?
"Hua Niu! Da Hu!!"

When Old Xu saw that it was his most cherished hunting dog, a feeling of sadness suddenly surged up in his heart.

Little Li, who is two years younger than him, also had red eyes. He knew what these dogs represented to Lao Xu. They were his comrades-in-arms whom he wished he could hold in his bed even when sleeping.

"Fuck it!!!"

The angry Old Xu raised his gun and fired a shot into the sky.

throat!
After a gunshot, the large troop that was still working in an orderly manner to narrow the encirclement in the distance all stopped and turned to look in this direction.

We had agreed on a rule before we started in the morning that we couldn't shoot without seeing the prey.

Firing a shot is a warning that a target has been discovered. Teammates closest to the target who hear the gunshot can go over to check, or continue to chase in the predetermined direction.

Lighting a firecracker, or firing three shots in succession, is a call for all other personnel to gather towards the sound of the gunfire.

Especially the firecrackers, unless you see the target Wild Boar King, you are not allowed to light them to shake people.

When Xiao Li saw Lao Xu firing, he immediately took out a specially prepared large firecracker from his hunting bag and lit it.

The double-kick firecracker was the signal for assembly, and the large force immediately gave up their original plan and gathered here.

While waiting for the second gathering of people, Lao Xu and Xiao Lihong carefully checked all the footprints left by the wild boar king around them.

The more they looked, the more frightened they became.

The wild boar king fought with four battle-hardened hunting dogs and killed all four dogs without moving far.

In ordinary dog ​​hunting, when a dog gang encounters a large wild boar, they usually use mobile warfare.

The hounds chased the prey, stopping and starting, and the wild boar would exhaust its energy before they rushed forward and won. However, according to the current battle evidence, the four dogs caught up, but were killed by the wild boar in just a few rounds.

Less than half an hour later, hunters from other locations arrived one after another.

Qiao Muzhou was also among the people who came, and he was the one who distributed the large-sized firecrackers in the morning.

"Old Xu, what's going on?" Qiao Muzhou asked with concern.

Old Xu shook his head with a sullen look on his face: "All four dogs in my dog ​​gang were bitten to death by that beast!

Look at the footprints, they are running along the bottom of the ditch towards Shihezigou!"

"All four dogs are gone?" Qiao Muzhou asked.

Qiao Saner knew Lao Xu quite well. His little bitch Hua Niu and tough dog Da Hu were quite famous in the local hunter circle and had fought many tough battles.

“Well, it’s all gone!

This wild boar king exudes an evil aura. While Xiao Li and I were waiting for you to come over, we followed the footprints it left behind and took a look around.

"The four dogs were tricked by this pig! I must avenge this!"

Qiao Saner said with concern: "What do you mean by plotting?
While everyone is here, tell us what you have figured out! Your hatred is my hatred, and I will definitely help you to the end! ! "

Old Xu, feeling extremely sad, did not bother to keep the secret any longer. He pointed to the footprints that ran down the shady slope and said, "The wild boar king came down from the ridge and went down the shady slope to the bottom of the ditch.

The situation at the bottom of the ditch here is similar to that at the Soft Date Ditch, both are very noisy, with shrubs, mountain grapes and soft date vines covering the place!
I think this is the battlefield terrain that the Wild Boar King deliberately chose.

Here, it is very strong and has no obvious impact on its movement underneath, but it is not the same for the dogs. They can hardly run because they step on empty snow!

It took only about 200 meters for the four dogs to chase up from the time they fell into the ditch until they were all bitten to death, with basically no entanglement or restraint!
All the hunters who are familiar with me know Hua Niu.

This leader dog is very smart, but also a little cunning. He is more aggressive than anyone else in a fight that is easy, but will run away in a tough battle if things go wrong. He cooperates with Dahu and nothing has ever gone wrong.

But today I encountered the big wild boar king. I couldn't even run away. My ribs were hit and a large piece of skin was peeled off. My hind legs were bitten and broken!
This must be something the Wild Boar King did intentionally, and ordinary ovum spores definitely don’t have this ability!”

Hearing what Old Xu said, another hunter from the hunting team nearby chimed in: "We just found the bodies of the four dogs of Ma Yuguo's horse cannon yesterday in Ruanzaozigou!

They died in a similar way, their internal organs were eaten up by the pigs, and none of the four dogs were left! The distance between them was not far, and it seemed that the fight was over in a short time!

We can't go on like this, Third Master. The dogs in our hands are our livelihood, as precious as our eyes. If we continue to chase them like this, they will all be gone in less than a day!"

Two mature dog gangs were defeated by the Wild Boar King in a row, and Qiao Muzhou felt a little scared.

The crushing of strength and speed alone is not scary; what is scary is the crushing of combat IQ.

These dead dogs were not stupid dogs that had never experienced a battle, but under the Wild Boar King's calculations, they were quickly dealt with like inexperienced soldiers.

What if its target is a human? That would be very dangerous.

He felt a little scared, but he couldn't show it on his face. After listening to the report, Qiao Saner nodded and said, "I understand the situation.

So, don't panic, brothers! Let's adjust our next strategy!
The Wild Boar King ran towards Shihezigou, so we will continue to set up the encirclement! We have trucks to drive us from Chaiji Road and we will definitely catch up!

As for the dogs, don't let them fight freely! Don't separate people from dogs, just use the tools in your hands to greet them!
We have all learned the intelligence of this wild boar king. We must remember that safety comes first. Even if you let it run away and chase it again, don't hurt anyone! !

"Old Xu, are you still capable? If you are, follow me. Together, I will definitely help you get your revenge! !"

"Capable! As long as it can get revenge, I'll do whatever you say!" Old Xu said with red eyes.

"Are you going to bury those dogs now, or what other arrangements are you going to make?"

"All the good dogs died on the mountain. I won't bring these dogs down the mountain. I'll find a place to bury them!"

"Okay, we'll wait for you!"

After a brief greeting, Old Xu didn't care about the dog's bloody corpse anymore. He just carried the dog's body to a few big mountain pines, dug up the snow with his leg digs, and buried the dog's body.

After the hunting dogs were buried, the follow-up arrangements for other personnel had been basically completed.

The Jiefang truck drove to the nearest Chaiji Road location, picked up the people and continued to deploy manpower in the front to re-circle the possible pocket formation.

After the last wave of people got on the bus, they quickly disappeared into the mountains and forests.

A few minutes later, Zhou Yuanchao, wrapped tightly and carrying two guns, arrived at the temporary gathering place not long ago.

He patiently checked all the information on the battlefield from beginning to end. After finding out the direction the wild boar king left, he began to silently calculate in his heart.

A moment later, he followed the footprints and found the place where Lao Xu buried the dog.

Under four pine trees that were more than a hug thick, there were four bulging snow mounds, which must have been the burial sites of the fallen hunting dogs.

Zhou Yuanchao casually used his knife to dig open a snow pile and took a look. After learning the details of the hound's injury, he buried the dog again.

He has a similar personality to Zhu Erhai. He would not miss out on the best dog meat. He would wait until dark and take the time to go up the mountain and carry the dog meat back. However, there are too many people on the mountain now, so he doesn't have the conditions to do so.

Having made up his mind, Zhou Yuanchao, carrying his gun, chased after him relying on his own legs.

You guys fight the wild boars, and I'll fight Qiao Saner. If you have the ability, don't give me any chance, otherwise I'll bury you on the mountain!

Zhou Yuanchao, who had been holding back his anger, spat viciously and thought to himself.

……

The battle on the mountain is still going on. With the objective conditions of large trucks and firewood piled up on the road, the hunters participating in the hunt can move to other areas much faster than the wild boar king.

The wild boar king hadn't escaped far yet, and the first and second waves of hunting teams were almost in place.

The sound of people talking to hunting dogs came from a distance, and it was time for the Wild Boar King to make a new round of decisions.

Master Yue Feng, Zhao Dashan, was right. Now that the Wild Boar King has super hearing and super sense of smell, it is extremely difficult to catch it.

The sound of car engines roaring in the mountains and forests, the sound of people talking, and the barking of hunting dogs are all under the control of the Wild Boar King.

As long as the personnel are not deployed too densely, and as long as the Wild Boar King does not want to sit and wait for death, the seemingly regular hunting arrangement will be full of loopholes in front of it.

For most of the next day, the hunters surrounded the wild boar king twice according to the established plan, but they did not get a chance to shoot him head-on.

More than 20 people and the remaining hunting dogs were messed around by a wild boar king, which was even more embarrassing than the last massive tiger-hunting operation.

After a busy day, the operation to hunt the wild boar king was unsuccessful except for some unexpected prey.

That evening, Xiaowen learned from his friends about the results of Qiao Saner's organization of people to surround the area with sticks, and then reported the situation to Yue Feng in a timely manner.

It's quite sad to talk about it.

In the morning, all four dogs of Lao Xu were killed. In the afternoon, a hunter named Meng and his two dogs were ambushed by the Wild Boar King.

The man climbed the tree and saved his life, and the two dogs fought to the death to protect their master, but were easily killed by the wild boar king.

In just one day, six hunting dogs were killed. The loss of hunting dogs in the pig hunting operation was extremely severe.

If this happens one or two more times, all the decent dogs in everyone's hands will be completely used up.

After hearing the news, Yue Feng, Jin Shao, Ye Shao and others finally relaxed after a day of worrying about their health.

Even though Uncle Zhao said that the Wild Boar King was not so easy to defeat, Yue Feng and his companions still subconsciously felt that no matter how smart the wild beast was, it could not defeat a human. They were still afraid that Qiao Saner would lead people to carry the pig down the mountain.

Now the actual situation has verified Uncle Zhao's judgment, and everyone is no longer anxious.

Choice is more important than effort. If Feng Tian were not here, it would be extremely difficult to take the initiative and defeat the Wild Boar King. Six dogs were destroyed in one day. The Wild Boar King's record was refreshed again.

In the next two days, Qiao Muzhou and his men completely confronted the Wild Boar King.

They gathered at dawn in the morning, then drove into the mountains to set up an encirclement. It took half a day to close the encirclement, and then the wild boar king escaped through an inconspicuous small loophole in the encirclement.

After a few times, Qiao Saner felt something was wrong.

This wild boar king might be playing with them. If he wanted to run away, he would have disappeared without a trace long ago.

The hunting in the mountains has not made any progress. After the hunting dogs were not let loose, there have been no more injuries to people or losses of hunting dogs. This is one of the few good things.

Another thing is that Zhou Yuanchao quietly wandered around the mountain for a few days, and he had a preliminary idea of ​​how to scout and ambush.

Because the range of the Wild Boar King's activities is always changing, the positions of Qiao Saner and others on the mountain are naturally not fixed. It would definitely not be appropriate to shoot secretly and escape on the mountain without being noticed.

But Zhou Yuanchao did not want to give up such a good opportunity. After some consideration, he decided to set up an ambush near a pass on the way down the mountain.

On the fourth day, everyone wandered around the mountain during the day, following the scent of the Wild Boar King for a whole day, but they couldn't find the real owner.

That evening, when the truck was driving the last group of people down the mountain and passing the pass, a sturdy truck tire suddenly burst.

Fortunately, the car was driving slowly down the mountain. After the tire was saved, the driver Wang Yufei jumped out of the cab cursing and went to check the condition of the tire.

Zhou Yuanchao, lying on the shooting position, stared at Wang Yufei's sturdy body with his eyes, wishing he could pull the trigger and kill this idiot who had hit him in the next second.

However, there were six or seven other hunters in Chedou'er who were riding down the mountain, and there was no sign of Qiao San'er. Zhou Yuanchao gritted his teeth and lay still in the snow. (End of this chapter)

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