I built a manor in the Middle Ages

Chapter 26 Preparation before hunting
Wild boars have always been one of the most difficult prey species to hunt.

It's not just because of its huge size. Although an adult wild boar weighs only 300 pounds, lighter than a male elk, its lethality is astonishing. The wild boar's savage charge with its tusks is enough to break a person's ribs. Its powerful bite force can bite open a thigh, and it is easy to bite off a finger.

In addition, there is its gregarious nature and irritable personality.

The wild boar cave that Luc discovered was relatively good. He did a quick reconnaissance when passing by and found that there was probably only one sow and a few piglets. It had not yet formed a large group. A normal wild boar group of more than ten was considered small. If there were no natural enemies and there was plenty of food, the number could even reach fifty.

Not only do they threaten human safety, but they also come in groups to eat crops.

So Luke planned to strike first and eliminate this hidden danger before the other party became powerful enough!
Ryan's face was solemn, and he obviously knew how terrifying the wild boar was. "Master, are you relying on just the two of us? Isn't that a bit risky?"

"Well, it's a bit risky."

Luc leaned against the newly built reclining chair in Ryan. As the son of a carpenter, this level of carpentry was a piece of cake for him, much better than just chopping out a wooden block to use as a stool.

"But the benefits will be huge, I think we can give it a try."

"Of course, it's impossible for you and me to fight head-on. That's what stupid people would do. We use our brains."

"To be on the safe side, let's prepare some things first and then set off!"

……

"Master, what are you doing?"

Ryan came back from behind the mountain. Although there was a light snow, it stopped after a few days. As he said, he could still find some food during this period. Ryan found some apples that were not completely dead and planned to cook a pot of apple stewed with venison.

To be honest, this dish may sound a bit weird, but it is actually a very luxurious dish.

The dark cuisine of the Middle Ages was so weird. Luc had no suitable cooking utensils and could only adapt to the local customs. Although he still needed to adapt, in Ryan's eyes, this was definitely a delicious dish that he would never get tired of. Well, if there was honey, it would be even better to make a honey-roasted rabbit.

"Weave a tripwire."

Luc gritted his teeth and wrapped the two vines together. After a series of processes such as steaming, air-drying, the vines became more resilient and hard. This would be an indispensable tool for Luc to hunt wild boars next time.

"By the way, Ryan, how's the sharp wood I asked you to polish?"

"Don't worry, sir, it's all done."

"That's good"

Luc put away the trip rope and took out his hunting bow to start practicing archery while Ryan was cooking.

Since the hunting bow was made, Luc has never stopped training it except for the few days when he was traveling to Cooper Castle. He did not stop even when he was expanding the house, and he took at least an hour to practice.

A good archer is honed over time, and Luc knows this very well. If you want to gain a foothold in the wild, knowing how to build and collect resources is one thing, but how to protect these things is another.

Luke doesn't think that the world is peaceful nowadays. In fact, from his and Ryan's experiences, it can be seen that the outside world is in chaos.

It is necessary to have good skills.

After practicing for a while, until his body felt slightly warm, and nearly three arrows had hit the target twenty minutes away, Luc stretched his muscles and took a break, then drew out his cross sword.

Looking at the broken cross sword, which was Luc's trophy, it was hard to say which noble knight its former owner was, but the light reflected on the surface told of its former sharpness.

Although Luke was not a professional warrior, he did know some life-threatening swordsmanship, otherwise he would not have survived the fierce battles relying solely on chain mail.

Luc refused to let himself forget these muscle memories. Recalling the images in his mind, he practiced methodically on the snow. "Oh, sir! You also know swordsmanship?"

Ryan came out of the cabin and called Luc to eat. He was a little surprised to see Luc's actions. He always thought that Luc was a soldier with some brute strength and courage like John, but he didn't expect that he also had some fighting skills.

Don't underestimate combat skills. When two sides have equal physical strength, equipment, and experience, whoever has better skills will have a greater chance of survival. Just like some crafts cannot be passed on, the combat skills of the knight class are the foundation for them to consolidate their social status and become professional warriors. Whether it is swordsmanship, horsemanship, spearmanship, or even how to fight in heavy armor, they are all secrets that cannot be passed on.

To the extent that each knight family claims to have its own set of seemingly unique combat techniques, although at a macro level they are no different.

"It can only be considered half a sword technique."

Luc, sweating profusely, put away his cross sword, smiled self-deprecatingly, and chopped and prodded at his fastest speed. This was his swordsmanship.
Rather than calling it swordsmanship, it is more like the experience gained from fighting for a long time.

Luc also knew that his level could not catch up with those knights, so he practiced archery hard, hoping to use it to make up for the gap between himself and them.

"We're almost ready, Ryan. Tomorrow morning, we'll go into the mountains!"

……

The sky was still dark, and a series of clear footprints appeared in the snow amidst the white-clad world.

Luke walked in front carrying a bow and a cross sword, and Ryan followed closely behind him carrying an armed axe and a shovel.

"This is it!"

After walking for most of the day, Luc raised his hand to stop, stopped in a valley, quickly squatted down and hid behind a tree. Ryan followed Luc closely, and they looked at the dark cave in the distance that was blocked by tree branches.

The entrance to the cave was very wide, at least ten feet wide from a distance.

The pitch-black entrance of the cave looked like an abyss, and a foul smell kept coming out of it.

"I'll go tie the trip rope in a moment. Take your shovel and go to the back of the forest to set the trap!"

Wild boars do not hibernate, but they will still reduce their foraging times in winter. Luke glanced at the wild boar hole for a while, making sure that he did not alarm the wild boar, and then untied the vines from his back.

"Okay sir!"

Ryan stepped back quickly. Luc's plan was not complicated. He still used traps to hunt wild boars.

But unlike the elk in estrus, Luc couldn't lure the wild boar out of the cave, so he had to try another method - forcing the other party to attack.

The risk is huge, so Luc needs a tripwire.

Luc carefully tied a vine on the path that the wild boar must take to exit the cave. Wild boars also have a sense of territory, and their sense of smell and hearing are very sharp. Luc deliberately smeared grass juice on his body to hide the smell, and took every step lightly.

After everything was done, Luc went back to the forest and buried the sharp wooden stakes that Ryan had prepared in advance.

Having learned from previous experiences, Luc did not plan to just dig a deep pit as a trap this time. Although the wild boar's jumping ability was much lower than that of the elk, once it broke free, the consequences would be disastrous. Therefore, he inserted sharp wood into the pit. Even if it could not kill the wild boar, it would at least injure it.

This time it was a truly dangerous hunt. Luke and Ryan did not dare to be negligent at all. They dug a huge pit ten feet deep before they gave up.

"Okay, now it's up to me!"

(End of this chapter)