In times of chaos and famine, I traded one pound of rice for two royal flushes.

"This is their bathhouse."

Qin Shaolang's voice was very low.

"Judging from the hoof prints, there are at least thirty pigs. Among them, five or six are adult boars."

Li Si's legs were trembling.

More than thirty wild boars!

What does that mean?

When a fully grown wild boar goes berserk, even a tiger will have to give it a wide berth.

Thirty-odd head of cattle are enough to raze a small village to the ground!

These twenty men, armed with a few broken bows and a few wood-chopping knives, charged forward to their deaths.

"Sir...we...we should go back..." a timid man said, his voice trembling.

"There's no way to fight this!"

"Yes, people will die!"

Panic spread rapidly among the population, like a plague.

Qin Shaolang ignored them.

He was just observing the terrain.

In front of the mud pit was a relatively open woodland.

To their side and behind, there is a naturally formed mountain ravine.

The ravine wasn't wide, only about five or six meters, with steep stone walls on both sides, like a natural corridor.

A plan quickly took shape in his mind.

He turned around to face the group of men who were on the verge of collapse.

"Those who are afraid of dying can get out now."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a bucket of ice water poured over everyone's head.

"No one will stop you."

"But getting out of here is the same as getting out of the valley."

"The water and food in the valley have nothing to do with you anymore."

The men's commotion subsided.

They remembered the despair outside the valley, and the expectant faces of their families.

On one side is unknown danger, and on the other is certain death.

There's no need to think about how to choose.

A burly man who had once served as a soldier gritted his teeth and stepped forward.

"Sir, we're not afraid to die! Just tell us what to do, and we'll do it!"

"Yes! We'll listen to you, sir!"

"Fuck him!"

The will to survive overcame the fear.

"very good."

Qin Shaolang's face showed no emotion whatsoever.

He pointed to the ravine in the mountainside.

"Ten men, go to the end of that ditch and build me a wall with stones and wood."

"The wall must be sturdy, and it must be covered with sharpened wooden stakes, with the stakes pointing outwards."

He then pointed to the remaining people.

"The other ten, come with me. We'll be responsible for escorting the guests over."

The plan was simple and straightforward.

Yet it is incredibly effective.

Use the terrain to create traps and then drive the prey away.

This is the most primitive, yet most efficient, hunting tactic.

A man named Zhao Wu, the same soldier from earlier, frowned.

"Sir, the plan is good. But wild boars aren't stupid. Once they're startled, they'll scatter in all directions. How can we guarantee they'll definitely go into that ditch?"

"Moreover, even if they get into the ditch, if they go berserk, a single wooden wall probably won't be enough to stop them."

This is a very practical problem.

Qin Shaolang glanced at him.

"You're responsible for building the wall. The rest is none of your concern."

His tone left no room for argument.

Zhao Wu wanted to say something, but when he met Qin Shaolang's gaze, he swallowed his words.

It was a feeling that defies description.

Even though the other person hadn't done anything, he felt as if his heart was being squeezed and he was having difficulty breathing.

"yes!"

Zhao Wu finally lowered his head.

The operation begins.

Led by Zhao Wu, ten men rushed to the end of the ravine and began frantically moving stones and cutting down trees.

They used all their strength because they knew that the wall was their lifeline.

Qin Shaolang then led Li Si and ten others, taking a long detour, and arrived at the upwind side of the mud pit.

He had the crowd disperse, with each person about ten meters apart, forming a loose encirclement.

"Wait for my signal."

"When I shout 'one,' you all yell loudly and bang on whatever you're holding."

"When I count to two, you move forward."

"When I count to three, you all run towards the ravine. Remember, run, run with all your might."

"Did you all understand?"

"Understood!"

The crowd responded in unison, their voices tense.

Qin Shaolang found a big tree, nimbly climbed up, and took the high ground.

He looked down at the mud pit below.

Several piglets are rolling and playing in the mud.

Most of the adult wild boars were resting in the shade of the surrounding trees.

Among them was a particularly large boar with protruding tusks that looked like two sharp scimitars.

That's the Pig King.

Catch the thief first to catch the king.

Qin Shaolang took a simple wooden bow from behind his back.

This is Li Si's bow, and their only ranged weapon.

He drew an arrow from his quiver.

The arrows were poorly made.

He waited quietly.

Waiting for the wind to rise.

Waiting for the best opportunity.

Finally, a mountain breeze blew by, rustling the leaves in the forest.

It's now!

Qin Shaolang drew back the bowstring.

The bow was drawn to a full moon.

His arm was as steady as a rock.

Instead of aiming at the king pig, it aimed at a sow next to it.

To shoot a man, first shoot his horse; to strike a snake, strike its vital spot.

The best way to anger the pig king is to mess with his mate.

hum!

The bowstring vibrates.

The arrow pierced the air and flew away.

next second.

"puff!"

The arrow struck the sow precisely in the hind leg.

"Awooo—!"

A piercing scream instantly shattered the tranquility of the mountain forest.

All the wild boars were startled and stood up, looking around warily.

The pig king let out a deafening roar; it had discovered the injured sow and was instantly enraged.

"one!"

Qin Shaolang's roar rang out at the same time.

"roar!"

"what!"

"Kill them!"

The ten men lying in ambush roared with all their might, while frantically pounding on the tree trunk.

The loud noise threw the pigs into complete chaos.

"two!"

Qin Shaolang's voice came again.

The men, emboldened, roared and began to press forward.

The pigs were startled by the sudden commotion and began to run away in a panic.

They were running in the direction of that one and only mountain ravine, which seemed to have no enemies.

Everything is proceeding according to plan.

But then, an accident happened.

The enraged pig king did not flee with the herd.

Its blood-red eyes were fixed on the big tree where Qin Shaolang was hiding!

It has spotted the enemy!

"roar!"

The pig king roared, pawing the ground with its four hooves, and charged towards the tree like a runaway chariot!

Li Si and the others under the tree were so frightened that they scrambled to their deaths and fled to both sides.

"Sir! Run!"

They screamed in despair.

Qin Shaolang remained motionless.

He simply stared coldly at the charging beast.

Just as the Pig King was about to crash into the tree.

He moved.

He jumped down from the tree.

Instead of running away, it jumped down towards the Pig King.

In mid-air, he curled up to avoid the pair of deadly fangs.

Then, with an incredible angle, he cleaved the wild boar's nape from top to bottom with a wood-chopping knife!

puff!

The blade sank in.

Blood spurted wildly.

The immense impact sent Qin Shaolang flying, rolling several times on the ground before he came to a stop.

The arrogant pig king charged forward a few steps and then collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Its body was still convulsing, but its life had already been cut off.

One blow kills.

The entire forest fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone was stunned.

They looked at the enormous corpse of the pig king on the ground, and then at the man who was slowly getting up from the ground, covered in mud and blood.

That's not a person.

It is God.

It's a demon.

"three!"

Qin Shaolang spat out the grass clippings in his mouth and issued the third command.

The crowd snapped out of their daze and, seeing the pigs already rushing into the ditch, turned and ran.

A bloody massacre began.