sjar Chapter 119 Falcon and Hound Fight for Prey
Chapter 119 Falcon and Hound Fight for Prey
Lu Zhiqiang has no sense of propriety; he can't keep this to himself. He's already thinking about how to gossip about Li Ju'an to Lu Jinyang when he gets back to the Lu family home. Lu Wenqian will definitely hear about it, and then Lu's second aunt will find out too. Once Lu's second aunt finds out, probably half the entire family village will know.
Song Desheng spoke without thinking, blurting out: "Brother Li, if you really like Jiang Man, then it's simple, just wait. Truck drivers aren't car drivers; they haul goods all over the country, and they're bound to make mistakes when driving a Yellow River cargo truck."
Lu Zhiqiang chuckled and pressed him to explain what mistake he had made.
Song Desheng shouted that he was wronged: "What are you thinking? The mistake I made was stepping on the brake pads." The two of them quickly explained how dangerous it was for the truck driver.
"There are quite a few widows in the village. Isn't Old Tao's lover the widow from the Chen family?"
Li Ju'an cursed the two of them for being shameless, saying they could make up stories about a widow. He chased after them and started hitting them, but the two of them ran away laughing.
He thought of Jiang Man, the girl who always smiled at him, warm and proactive. He shook his head; his heart belonged only to Lin Mei, and coincidentally, Lin Mei's blind date in her previous life was the driver Zhang Xiangqian, which was why his expression had turned somber just now. These two guys had a huge misunderstanding.
The fifth ridge is just ahead.
A long, powerful cry rang out from the sky, echoing through the air. The magpies, crows, and owls in the woods fell silent.
The three of them didn't find the red paper from the firecrackers they'd heard about the night before, but they did see many hunters walking back and forth in the woods.
Suddenly, the tiger began to bark.
Big Tiger is not one to roar, so it must be something extraordinary to get Big Tiger to roar.
Sure enough, a barking response came from not far away; it sounded like three hunting dogs.
Li Ju'an was overjoyed and shouted, "Iron Hammer is wandering around here. I'll break its legs before it's done for!"
Iron Hammer has really made something of himself this time. Not only did he slip away as a dog all the way to the Fifth Ridge, but he also brought along Black Panther and Red Wolf, who also love to roam the mountains. Flower Ears looked up in response, but Black Panther and Red Wolf weren't afraid at all and even dared to retort.
The tiger's deep, powerful howl, along with the low howls of the three wolfhound pups, made the black panther and the red wolf nervously shut their mouths.
Song Desheng brought up the old story again: "Of all things, only being a driver is good."
Li Ju'an slapped him on the back of the head and scolded, "Go check it out quickly, your thousand yuan is going to be settled."
Only then did Song Desheng regain his spirits and excitedly rush towards the direction where the dogs were barking, carrying his hunting rifle.
The hunter followed behind, while Big Tiger led his seven pack dogs and charged forward quickly.
This area is a sea of red pine forest, as well as very tall Scots pines and various boxwood shrubs.
As soon as Da Hu charged toward the big red pine, he saw Iron Hammer hiding under the bushes with his mouth shut, and Black Panther and Red Wolf with their tails tucked in the bushes nearby.
The three slippery dogs were so scared they were almost dead. They tucked their tails between their legs and didn't dare to utter a sound. If the lead dog hadn't come over, who knows how much longer the three slippery dogs would have remained lying under the tree.
A high-pitched, stirring cry of an eagle echoed through the air. The eagle, with a wingspan of 1.3 meters, cast a massive black shadow that appeared much larger than itself. The piercing cry and the overwhelming shadow created a powerful sense of oppression. Iron Hammer buried its head in its forepaws, whimpering, clearly terrified.
Big Tiger looked up at the large tree branch guarded by Iron Hammer and saw a tiger cub trapped in it. It was unclear how long it had been trapped, but its body was already stiff.
In the tree branches of the forest, a great tit, drawn by the scent of blood, came over and excitedly began to devour the tiger cub's carcass, while simultaneously calling out to its companions.
The great tit is what the mountain people call it; it's also known as the magpie. It has a loud call, and it makes an even louder noise when it eats. Even eating can't stop its constant chattering. Once a great tit arrives, a whole flock will quickly follow. Then, whether it's the skin or the meat of a tiger cub, these carnivorous birds will devour it completely, leaving not a scrap of flesh.
As soon as the eagle approached, Hammer let out a fierce cry to scare it away from the tiger cubs. The cry could frighten away the great tits and also make the eagle wary. But soon the eagle turned its attention to Hammer and the bushes where the three hunting dogs were hiding, and swooped down, intending to attack the dogs with its sharp talons.
Iron Hammer clearly demonstrated what it means to be a dog relying on its master's power. With a leader around and the sound of hunters' footsteps not far away, Iron Hammer was not afraid. He rushed out of the bushes and barked fiercely at the eagle.
The eagle circled, swooping down several times to attack Iron Hammer, but was thwarted each time by the tiger. Eleven dogs began to gang up on the eagle, but they gained no advantage. Each dog, meeting the piercing eagle's eyes, was drenched in sweat, as if being suppressed.
The hunting dogs in the village were not trained to deal with eagles because the eagles in the local mountains were not within the hunters' hunting range; the prey were usually medium to large-sized wild animals and various pheasants.
The eagle, unable to outmaneuver the hunting dogs, could only fix its sights on the tiger cub's carcass in the tree branch, but the tiger wouldn't let its prey escape. The tiger cubs the hunting dogs found were, of course, their prey.
Hua'er had experience climbing trees. Hua'er began to climb the tree, while Bai Danzi and Hei Hu kept watch at the bottom. In front of them, in a large tree branch, lay the tiger cub's corpse, trapped between the branches, almost within reach.
Suddenly, the eagle swooped down and swerved, its sharp talons striking Hua Er's back.
The high-pitched cry of the eagle pierced the air like a thunderclap from a clear sky. The spotted dog trembled as its entire body was grabbed in mid-air and almost lifted off the tree branch, its back covered in bloody claw marks.
Just then, Li Ju'an and his two companions arrived with guns.
Song Desheng held up his rifle, his face turned, and aimed the single-shot shotgun at the eagle's eyes before pulling the trigger.
At the critical moment, Li Ju'an's eyes suddenly lit up as he stared at the eagle. He elbowed the eagle away from the muzzle of his gun, and then fired his Mosin-Nagant shotgun at the eagle's body.
boom!
The bullet pierced the eagle's wing, bringing it down. It also took Flower Ear, which had been lifted a short distance by the eagle.
The falcon and the hound fell at the same time, tumbling into the soft snow.
Li Ju'an cursed and ran in the direction where Hua Er had fallen.
The ground was covered in bloodstains. The skin on Flower Ear's back was torn open by eagle claws, the flesh gaping open. The old dog was in pain but didn't utter a sound, only its body convulsing in agony. Hunting dogs are the hunter's right-hand men, and Flower Ear was a well-trained, experienced leader dog, very obedient and quick to recognize its master. Seeing Flower Ear's pain was heartbreaking.
He quickly tore open his coat and used the cloth to tie Hua Er's back. Luckily, he arrived in time, and the hunting dog wasn't injured in any vital areas; it should recover after some rest.
There were still many eagle feathers knocked off the snow. The eagle's right wing was pierced, and it was struggling to flap its wings but couldn't get up. This eagle wasn't afraid of people and didn't seem to be very hostile towards Li Ju'an, but it was very hostile towards dogs. If Li Ju'an hadn't stopped the hunting dogs from attacking, Da Hu and his gang of dogs would have torn the eagle to shreds in an instant.
Lu Zhiqiang stared at the eagle, finding it a bit strange: "Why does this eagle look so much like a hunting falcon? Has it been trained by humans?"
Song Desheng looked up at the tiger cub's carcass on the tree branch and shouted excitedly, "Tiger cub skin! We're rich now!"