Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Carrying two people on its back was not easy for Kohaku, a toothhound, but it was not impossible to run completely.

After spending some time catching up with the caravan, it sent the unconscious Fengying and the third princess to the maid.

In the car, when the crying maid saw the third princess coming back, she slapped and slapped the third princess in a hurry. After confirming that the latter was not injured, she was relieved.

"My concubine is fine! Let's see how the idiot Fengying is doing!" The third princess pushed the maid away impatiently, pointing at Fengying who was lying flat.

Miss Maid flat-mouthed, she is not a doctor either.

After thinking about it for a while, she could only take out two bottles of recovery medicine from Fengying's item bag, and slowly feed her into it.

It may not be correct to do so, but at least it can hang your life.

Fortunately, Fengying's injuries were not that serious, and she woke up after a while.

She sat up "bass!"

"Fool Fengying! This time it was my concubine who saved you!" The third princess was very proud.

"Wow!" Amber, who was following the car, also yelled happily twice.

Fengying was confused for a while.

How is this guy going to save himself? Forget it, I will ask in detail later, there are more urgent matters now.

"Where is Senior Anshir?!"

The third princess blinked, "I don't know ja!"

Feng Ying rolled his eyes at this guy and listened attentively. The sound of ballista firing continuously and the roar of monsters came from the rear of the convoy.

No need to ask now.

The whole convoy became tense, they desperately accelerated their pace, and at the same time tried to appease the herbivorous dragon pulling the cart.

The convoy members were all veterans of the chamber of commerce, and no one left the convoy to escape alone. They all knew that in the dangerous wilderness, the only way to survive was to stick together.

At least the hunters are still fighting, and running into the jungle alone is really dead.

Anshir and Prima fought and retreated, and they had already retreated to a place not far from the convoy.

The mysterious monster was chasing closely, obviously not going to let them go easily.

Feng Ying grabbed the binoculars on the chest of the third princess, climbed onto the roof of the car and watched for a while, "We have to find a way to hinder the monster's movement, otherwise it will be difficult to get rid of the pursuit."

"Isn't it okay to kill it?" The third princess said dissatisfied with her hands on her hips.

Fengying twitched the corner of her mouth.

Seeing Anshir and Prima covering each other and dealing with the monster calmly, Feng Ying suddenly felt that it would not be too difficult for these two to directly kite the mysterious monster to death.

But the problem is that Senior Anshir's ammunition is basically exhausted, and the number of magazines carried by the princess's guard cannot be too large.

Looking at the monster's still lively appearance, it may not be enough.

"Not enough ammunition!" Feng Ying explained briefly, and jumped off the roof.

The injury that hadn't fully recovered made her almost lose her footing, she supported herself on the ground with her hands, and Fengying limped towards the rear of the convoy.

The director of the Chamber of Commerce kept urging everyone to continue to speed up their pace, and he was still holding the rein of a herbivorous dragon tightly in his hand, showing no sign of his usual old and meek appearance.

"Grandpa Supervisor, Senior Anshir and the others are running out of ammunition, so they have to think of other ways to slow down the monster!"

The director of the Chamber of Commerce handed over the reins to another driver, "If you have any ideas, just say it, anything is fine."

Fengying spoke very quickly: "Is there anything flammable? Like turpentine, cotton, spirits, etc. That monster seems to be more afraid of fire!"

The director of the Chamber of Commerce immediately understood Fengying's thoughts.

He knows every item in the caravan like the back of his hand, and now is not the time to save on this.

"There is a carload of light yarn produced by Locklark, and some wetland specialty drooping oil!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Fengying to answer, he dropped his crutches and ran, "I'm going to get the skin oil, the truck carrying the light gauze is right behind, you can ask them!"

Fengying didn't procrastinate, and quickly found the truck.

After briefly explaining to the coachman, "The supervisor asked me to do this", he swung his sword and cut off the shaft of the car, and then chopped off the tarpaulin and the rope covering the goods in two or three times.

Rolls of thin, delicate and expensive Loklark gauze are revealed.

The supervisor also came with two people, holding several large earthen pots of skin oil, and helped Fengying dump all these medicinal oils, which were also expensive, onto the truck full of gauze.

There is distress in everyone's eyes, but there is nothing to give up.

If paying these prices can keep everyone in the caravan and the rest of the goods safe, then this "business" is undoubtedly a good deal.

"I'll stay here, let's go." Fengying picked up the shield and pulled out the sword, and nodded to the caravan members who were helping.

The head of the Chamber of Commerce and the others were not polite, they ran away quickly, and followed the footsteps of the far-going convoy.

Another two minutes passed.

Anshir, Prima, and the mysterious monster with lightning appeared in Fengying's line of sight.

"This way! This way!" Feng Ying waved vigorously at the two of them.

After the two shooters retreated to the cart, they didn't understand why a car was parked here.

"Flammables!" Fengying explained briefly.

Anshir and Prima immediately understood her plan. The two shooters looked at each other, delayed the shooting, and the three of them retreated a certain distance together.

Taking advantage of the gap in the shooting pause, the monster chased after him.

When it approached the cart that was parked across the road, Anshir pulled the trigger continuously and fired several armor-piercing grenades at the cart.

"Boom!"

With the sound of explosion, the cart and the gauze covered with grease exploded everywhere.

Prima fired a series of flame bombs at the large pile of veils that fell on the ground. The flames ignited the grease, and the flames blazed up, scaring the chasing monsters by leaps and bounds.

The flames spread rapidly, and the lush grass and trees also began to burn.

Even the hunters who initiated the crime were startled by the spreading fire.

"Won't it cause a forest fire?" Feng Ying stammered.

Prima glanced at her, "Why don't you stay and help put out the fire?"

Anshir looked at the monster frightened by the fire, and then glanced around.

He put away the heavy crossbow, "No, this woodland is full of streams, it's very humid, that's why the fire spread so fast because of the oil to support the combustion.

The fire at the edge of the fire has been somewhat contained, this fire won't last long, let's go. "

The three hunters put away their weapons, caught up with the convoy, and left in a hurry.

The angry monster was left behind, looking up to the sky and howling.

As Anshir predicted, the fire didn't last long.

Fengying was in a complicated mood. She regretted that she didn't spill two more cans of oil.

Everyone in the caravan ran wildly, and the monster didn't seem to catch up, but they still didn't dare to relax their vigilance.

No one complained of being tired, and no fool would propose to rest at this time.

The whole convoy drove along the stream all the way, running non-stop for a whole night.

When the sun rises, the fiery red morning glow is reflected in the sky.

The same fiery large maple forest gradually occupied the vision of everyone in the caravan.

The dense water vapor with a faint sulfur smell shrouded the surrounding low mountains.

Surrounded by mountains, a prosperous village with "red" as the main color is looming.

(There is another chapter tonight