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Chapter 137 Hatred

In the vast wilderness, the horns of the little Ming skulls burst out with strong strings. The turkey, called the "ghost-faced pheasant" by the immigrants, turned his blue face quickly, as if he noticed the murderous intent and was about to fly, but it was not enough to move. The big feathers and long arrows penetrated the wild grass, accurately smashed the red, blue and white heads, and continued to leap for several steps to nail the tree trunk.

The huge power of the arrow shaft hit the arrow cluster and made a sound of cracking stones.

A whistle came from the weeds, and a yellow whirlwind rushed out from the tall cactus. The four claws flew up and drew the turkey legs in one mouthful and dragged them back with difficulty. Until he heard footsteps coming from behind, the yellow dog spread his mouth and raised his head, walked around the prey twice, looking at it, and finally rolled his tail upwards, and went to meet the movements and seek credit.

Ding Hai put the bow wrapped in cowhide into the back waist bag, and then pushed away the weeds and stopped in front of the turkey with big steps. He squinted his eyes and looked at the prey and paused. Then he squatted down and pulled the turkey's neck and raised the knife to chop it off and handed it to the yellow dog. He praised the 'good dog', then looked back and urged back and said, "Hurry up, A Yang."

Not long after, Ding Lu, who was carrying a fuse bird gun on his shoulder, and Wang Yang, who was carrying a horn bow, hugged his waist and walked out of the half-heat tall weeds. Ding Hai had already pulled out a feather from the ground, looked up at the two brothers, and said, "Hurry up, Xu Baihu is coming soon, we have to rush to meet."

The younger Wang Yang inserted the Tong on the ground and smiled while helping, "I hunted a deer the day before yesterday, three earth rats yesterday, and a fat ghost-faced pheasant today... There are many birds and animals, so I won't be afraid of being hungry in the future."

Ding Lu stood in the wilderness with a bird gun and was alert to the wild beasts around him that might be attracted by the bloody smell. When they were hunting deer the day before yesterday, they accidentally entered the territory of a mountain lion, and the big guy was called the Big Golden Cat by them.

Because of the loud noise of the bird gun and the smoke, despite the thrilling process, the three brothers and the other two still escaped without knowing whether the big golden cat was following them, which made people feel very crisis.

The Dun Army on the Nine Borders may not be good soldiers. It’s not their fault. They cannot bloom well in saline-alkali land. No matter how good the combat skills are, they cannot allow the five Dun Army to block the Northern Escaping Cavalry. The length of life will be the number of days.

But most of them are good hunters, which is related to whether they can get some meat to eat for a tooth sacrifice outside their meager salary.

Compared to honing combat skills, the two necessary professional skills for the Dun Army are actually sinking pits and weaving net scarves. A good trap means that a silly deer crashes into the pit. When there is no rotation, a good net scarves can be sold for two cents of silver in a month. It will be a little more.

After packing up the hair of the ghost-faced pheasant, Wang Yang wrapped more than a dozen pounds of turkeys in soil, wrapped them in a flower cloth, picked them on the tip of the boring handle, and carried them. The turkey feathers were packed in the waist bag. These long feathers could be attached to the arrow. Although they were heavier than the eagle feathers, they were not bad. After engaging with Xu Jin, the women who were sitting in the ox cart and donkey cart could scrape out the appropriate tail feathers.

"This is because there is not enough food on the road. When you arrive in the village, you must follow the rules when hunting, and don't hunt in spring and summer."

Compared with ordinary people who immigrated, Ding Hai, who had been in charge of a Dunbao for seven years in the northern border, was obviously more knowledgeable. Although the Dunbao only included him, he had planned the future village and was well in the role of the village deputy lieutenant.

"I asked Xu Baihu that there is no farming time in the land here, such as melons, beans, and corn, and they will be harvested as they grow. Although there are no four seasons or four seasons, there are birds and beasts, but there are times."

According to the ancient Chinese hunting methods, spring search, summer seedlings, autumn shrubs, and winter hunting means that in spring, you should carefully collect unpregnant beasts to hunt. In summer, the fields grow but the wild beasts are still small and only kill and destroy crops. In autumn, you can hunt appropriately. In winter, wild beasts grow fat and strong, you can carry out large-scale hunting.

But in Mexico, the four seasons of Wu Central Plains are clearly distinguished, and this set is not good, which makes the hunter very embarrassed.

"A pregnant female beast cannot be hunted even before she grows into a small beast. Hunting a mountain is not big if it is only a thousand acres. Every month, it is enough to subsidize the family income when entering the mountain every six or eight."

When Ding Hai said this, he walked in front with a wide and wide-blade arrow cluster, a little absent-minded, and he felt sorry for his arrow shaft.

The arrow maker brought to Jizhen by Qi's army made it with the "three uneven" technique. The so-called three uneven is to cut three or four bamboos into pieces and round the bamboo joints are not aligned. When in Sancha River, you asked a military craftsman from eastern Zhejiang to replace it with a hair towel. Put an arrow shaft outside and at least thirty treasures. You can buy it if you want to.

The arrow shaft is broken not because it is inferior, but because the arrow is as good as it is. The wide-blade of an inch wide has a ridge in the middle, and the wings are as thin as cicada wings. It is sharper than any knife, and it is specialized in shooting without armor.

Good arrow clusters are forged and are more expensive than arrow shafts. One tael of silver can make ten good arrows. However, if good arrow clusters are used for hunting, usually the arrow clusters are not broken if people die, and the arrow shafts are different.

These things can't be bought here. Xu Jin, a hundred households, told him that one or two silvers can be bought in Changsheng County's bow and arrow shop, but the arrow shaft is made of wooden strips and rounded, and the arrow cluster is cast and grinding, which is not durable at all... But it's true that if he is based on the prices in the Central Plains, he should have cast arrows when hunting.

Because his arrow shaft is more expensive than casting arrows, he only has a few pieces together, and it feels very distressing if it breaks.

The group of three people didn't take long to find the large army led by Xu Jin along the hillside. The carriages, donkeys, carriages, livestock and goods were winding on the official road very slowly.

Several immigration teams that were also under the command of Qianhu Lin Huer have already gone forward. Their group of people are weak because of three horses and two cows, and they are much slower than others.

The horses and cows were brought on the boat when they came. The horses were all bad horses. They were put in the food in the horse meat restaurant in Jingji. In recent years, they were not popular to eat horse meat, so they were able to bring a large number of horse meat all the way from Tianjin, and many died along the way.

It’s okay if the horse is sick, maybe it’s because it’s afraid it turns into horse sausages, but it can still walk with the lead; it’s really hard to do when the cow is tired. These big guys are really stuck in their stomachs when they are tired and say nothing.

It was precisely because of the slow pace that Xu Jin, a hundred households, was worried that there was not enough food, but as he walked, he found that he was worried too much... This was a piece of land given by heaven. There were too many foods to eat in the field, such as turkeys, groundhogs, and deer. There was nothing that could not be beaten as long as you wanted to.

It's just that the hot weather is too easy to break down.

"Your hunting skills are not enough for our Beiyang Army to catch up with it, and it seems that the skills of falling into a trap will not be bad."

Xu Jin, who was walking on the official road, saw the three of them coming back with their prey, ordered the team to stop, stood on the side of the road and took out a pipe and stuffed a little tobacco, took a few puffs, and said, "I went over and put more pits to the east. Before you came, you fought two major battles here. Many brothers died in Beiyang. They were really short of troops. They said peace talks, so they agreed to peace talks."

"If the second phase can arrive on time, the general can take us to drive the Western barbarians into the sea and drown them all!"

The lower-level officer doesn't care about other reasons, and it's all over if he kills him.
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