The whole mountain is my hunting ground

At the foot of the hillside, a wild boar weighing more than 300 kilograms was pinned down in the snow by three hunting dogs. It was kneeling on its front legs and could not get up, but there were only three dogs behind it, so it was standing on its hind legs. .

The wild boar struggled violently. It kept trying and working hard to stand up on its two front legs.

Any experienced hunter knows that when a wild boar gets up again after being pinned to the ground, it will inevitably pick a hunting dog.

Just when the wild boar had just raised one front leg and was struggling to lift the other front leg, Huang Gui arrived.

Huang Gui's hand was seen lifting the knife, stabbing it downwards, and then it sank into the wild boar's body.

When Huang Gui took out the knife, he stabbed it down with both arms. With the owner's action, the six hunting dogs became even crazier, biting the wild boar frantically.

Especially the three black dogs holding the wild boar's head, with the help of Huang Gui's knife, pressed the wild boar's head into the snow again.

The wild boar roared in the snow, and the snow around its mouth slipped into its mouth.

At this time, blood spilled from the wild boar's mouth, but it still struggled to die.

Huang Gui drew the knife, and there was a "pop" sound, and a stream of blood came out with the knife. In an instant, the wild boar felt that more than half of his strength had left his body with the stream of blood.

Huang Gui's face didn't change, his hands didn't shake, and he stabbed him with the knife again.

The second knife was stabbed next to the edge of the first knife. Once the knife penetrated, Huang Gui leaned forward and pressed all his weight and strength on it.

The wild boar stopped struggling instantly, only its body was twitching continuously, and its four hooves were lightly scratching on the snow.

Huang Gui stood up, without pulling out the knife, and stood the long ash stick on the wild boar's back.

In less than half a minute, the wild boar fell sideways, its four legs kicking feebly, both eyes rolling upwards, and a weak "roaring" sound coming from its mouth.

Seeing this scene on the hillside, Zhou Jianjun almost dropped his jaw in shock. He usually likes fishing, but how can fishing be such an intense and exciting scene?

In Zhou Jianjun's opinion, Huang Gui was too fierce. A cannon egg weighing more than 300 kilograms was killed by him in just two blows.

Zhou Jianjun is an outsider, so it is not surprising that he has such an idea.

But Zhao Jun and Wei Lai are both experts, and they can see clearly that this is a perfect cooperation between the hunter and the hunting dog.

From the moment the hunting dogs saw Huang Gui approaching, they launched the first round of attacks on the wild boar, and this was also a fatal blow.

As the master, Huang Gui could not let the wild boar get up and hurt his hunting dog.

There is a saying: If a soldier is frightened, he will be frightened by a whole group of soldiers.

Hunting dogs follow their masters to hunt, and the kind of dogs they have are the same kind of masters they have.

Huang Gui was brave and the dogs he brought out were not bad either. No wonder Huang Gui is so arrogant and has such capital.

Seeing Huang Gui pull out the knife from the wild boar, take off the knife head and disembowel the wild boar, Zhao Jun and Wei Lai hurriedly ran down the slope.

Although the two of them met Huang Gui on the first day, there are rules in hunting. As long as they are a partnership, the hunter cannot disembowel the prey.

There’s nothing else to say here, it’s just that they’ve put in so much effort, it wouldn’t be honest if you let them do the dirty work of disemboweling someone again.

Wei Lai quickly ran to Huang Gui and said, "Brother Huang, let me do the disembowelment."

"Brother, no need." Huang Gui slashed the wild boar's belly with a knife in one hand, waved it at Wei Lai with the other hand, and said: "I am different from you in the siege. I am used to disemboweling myself and feeding the dogs myself."

While talking, Huang Gui opened the pig's chest and saw the pig's intestines and pig's belly flowing out. Huang Gui first took off the pig's heart, cut it in half, and gestured to the little black dog together.

The little black dog came up to Huang Gui, carefully took both halves of the pig's heart in his mouth, then ran to the side and enjoyed it slowly.

Zhao Jun glanced at the little black dog, then looked at Huang Gui and said, "Brother, you are a good dog."

People who fight dogs like to hear others praise their dogs, and the leading dog is indeed what Huang Gui is most proud of.

After listening to Zhao Jun's praise, Huang Gui stopped dividing the pig liver with his hands, turned to look at Zhao Jun, pointed the knife in the direction of the little black dog, and said: "I'm not bragging to you, brother. If you have time, go to Lingnan and ask around. What mountaineer doesn't know about my little bear?"

Zhao Jun took a look and saw that the little black dog had a touch of white hair on its chest, just like the crescent-shaped white hair on the chest of a black bear. It probably got its name from this.

Zhao Jun looked at the other four black dogs and then asked Huang Gui: "Brother, are these black dogs of yours the same litter?"

"Yo!" Huang Gui, who had just given the wild boar liver to two black dogs with pliers, couldn't help but raise his head after hearing Zhao Jun's words, looked at Zhao Jun in surprise, and said, "Little brother, how did you see that?"

Zhao Jun smiled and said: "Looking at the waist and figure, they look like a nest."

Huang Gui, who had finished dividing the pig liver, held a knife in one hand and raised his thumb with the other, saying: "Good eyesight." After that, he pointed to the head dog named Little Bear and said: "My Little Bear is a female dog. This It gave birth to all four of them, and I kept them all in a litter of four.”

"No wonder."

It is really inferior to drag a dog with a human. After all, the habits of humans and dogs are still very different.

The best way to drag a dog is to use a head dog lead, just like Hua Xiaoer leads Da Qing.

And if the female dog is a hunting dog and the puppies she gives birth to follow her up the mountain around half a year old and learn from her mother to hunt, then these puppies will be the same when they grow up.

If this bitch is still the alpha dog, then the puppies she brings out will be even more incredible.

At this time, Wei Lai stood aside and listened to the conversation between Zhao Jun and Huang Gui. His eyes were full of envy when he looked at the black dogs.

Such a gang of dogs is really rare.

Huang Gui simply fed the six dogs. The portions he gave seemed a little insufficient. When several dogs finished the meat he fed and licked their tongues and came around him, Huang Gui was already grabbing the snow and rubbing his hands.

Huang Gui refused to feed, so the dogs could only watch the wild boar meat in front of them. Although they were drooling, they did not dare to bite.

After Huang Gui rubbed the lard and pig blood off his hands, he said to Zhao Jun and others: "It's only about ten o'clock. Let's leave this pig behind and go find that pig."

"Okay!" Zhou Jianjun said with excitement: "This is my first time watching Dog Wai, and I realized it's quite interesting."

Huang Gui smiled and said, "Let's go then." Then he waved at the hunting dogs, carried his gun and walked straight up the slope.

The hunting dogs were half full and seemed reluctant to let them leave the wild boar meat. However, they did not dare to disobey the master's order. They all lowered their heads and chased after Huang Gui.

At this time, Zhou Jianjun caught up with Huang Gui and asked, "Brother Huang, are your dogs not full?"

Huang Gui laughed again and said: "Brother, you look like an amateur at first glance. If you don't beat the second pig today, I will let them eat it. But now we are going to beat that big lone man, so we can't let it go." These dogs are so full that they can no longer run away.”

"Ah!" Zhou Jianjun nodded repeatedly, seeming to have some understanding.

While talking, several people climbed up to the post and followed the tracks of the big hoof of the injuring wild boar.

Most of these hoof prints were left over three days ago. The group followed them for more than three miles before they saw new wild boar footprints.

At this time, the lead dog of Huang Gui's family, named Little Bear, came to the footprints, sniffed them, and ran up to the post.

It ran and barked.

As soon as it barked, all its children followed it.

When the remaining spotted dog saw that his companions had all run away, he hurriedly followed them.

"Let's go!" Huang Gui shouted and followed quickly, hearing only the barking of dogs along the way.

But three minutes later, all the barking of the dogs was gone.

"Let's go!" Huang Gui's expression changed, he shouted sharply, and ran away.