Now that I have discovered the mane of the sweaty horse, all I have to do now is to wait patiently for it to appear.

Seeing Song Hao take out a hemp rope as thick as his wrist from his backpack, Aaron next to him couldn't help but laugh a little: "Are you trying to trap King Kong?"

Let alone King Kong, you can try it even with the Tyrannosaurus Rex from prehistoric times.

Someone was confused: "What's the problem?"

Because when I first bought it in the store, the boss always claimed that the stronger the hemp rope, the less likely it would be to miss a wild horse with a violent temper.

That’s why I paid the bill with some hesitation.

Unexpectedly, the next second after listening to Song Hao's speech, Aaron shook his head helplessly: "Don't even think about it, you are simply fooled."

"It is true that wild horses have violent temperaments. After all, they have lived in such an environment for a long time and have no definition of human identity in their eyes."

"So even if you see a wild horse whistling from a distance, it may still make a warning kick at you. This is obviously treating you as a dangerous enemy."

After saying that, Aaron, who was like a horse training expert, took the hemp rope from Song Hao's hand: "But look at this type."

"Let's not talk about whether you can control the direction and strength of the noose. Even if you lasso someone's neck, I'm afraid you will only strangle it alive."

"It's true that the gain outweighs the loss."

After his detailed explanation, Song Hao, who was still a little confused at first, finally had a preliminary impression of the taming of wild horses.

I have no choice but to go to stables to buy stallions that have been tamed and docile by their owners since childhood, so I don’t need to consider these situations at all.

Because you only need to put some crushed oats in your hand, and even a new horse that has been riding for less than a day will follow you obediently.

"Forget it, but I only have this piece of hemp rope now, what should I do?"

Aaron frowned slightly and said hesitantly: "If you don't mind the horse's neck being hurt, actually this hemp rope can barely be used."

"But on the other hand, if you want to conquer a healthy and beautiful looking BMW, then you have to take some risks."

For some reason, when he saw a hint of fear on the other person's face at this second, Song Hao always felt that nothing good would happen.

"Fuck, are you going to risk your life?"

Sure enough, after Dang carefully listened to Aaron's plan, even he, the god of death who dealt with bullets all day, felt a little trembling in his heart.

This is not taming a horse, this is sending someone to death...

It wasn't until Song Hao finished smoking several cigarettes in one breath that he finally calmed down: "You mean to let me hug the horse tightly, right?"

"And it's a wild horse that's jumping around like crazy and wants to trample me to death."

Aaron naturally knew that this matter was very dangerous, so he could only sigh: "This is the best way I can think of at the moment."

"When that bloody horse appears, you have to approach it cautiously, and you must not walk too fast, otherwise you will scare it."

"Besides, when you are no more than two meters away from it, you must stop first and don't rush."

Considering that he could not smoke, in such a tense atmosphere, he could only take out a piece of pastrami from the dry food and put it in his mouth to chew.

Very exciting!

Song Hao, who was sitting next to him, put out his cigarette in the snow, leaving a dark black mark.

"Then I remember to gently slide my hand over its butt, is that right?"

Aaron nodded without thinking: "When it no longer resists your intimacy, then you can directly turn over and sit on its back while it is eating grass."

The rest is to ask for blessings...

After all, judging from the survey reports in various states, countless hunters are thrown off their horses and trampled to death by wild horses every year. There is no guarantee that Song Hao will be next.

Time waits for no one, and they don’t want to stay up until late at night in the snow and wind erosion of dozens of degrees below zero. It is definitely inhuman torture.

"Fuck it, just rush it, we only have one chance, don't make a mistake."

Song Hao came to an area with a wider view, while Aaron ran behind a cedar tree and cleared his throat.

What is this going to do?

The next second, as his palms formed a strange depression, he put his mouth in and blew, and a neighing sound similar to that of a wild horse came out.

In his own words: "I can imitate the sound of a wild horse in estrus and make it look real."

After the sound lasted for about five minutes, another sound could be heard in the distance that seemed to be echoing, although it was a little weak.

Success!

Aaron, who was looking happy, hurriedly sent a message to Song Hao who was hiding over there, telling him to get ready and not to be distracted.

Then, in the expectant eyes of the two people, they saw an Arabian horse with flawless white hair galloping from the other end of the hill.

Even if I didn't appreciate it up close, I could still see that her nearly perfect muscle lines were definitely not weaker than Shanti's.

Even Aaron, who has ridden countless horses, couldn't help but whisper: "Did we really find a treasure?"

I saw that the little angel was very excited. He first drank a few water in Lake Isabel, and then kept walking in the same place.

He must be trying to use such a sound to attract the previous estrus species.

However, Shanti, who had already passed the estrus period, was not interested in the girl in front of her at all, and was still eating leaves that were not very tall.

Song Hao, who had been waiting for a long time, finally recovered from the beauty of the other party. He had never been so nervous before, so he slowly and quietly approached.

Because they had picked a lot of leaves and placed them by the lake as bait in advance, the little angel did not notice that the man behind him was approaching step by step.

"Did you succeed?"

As a result, just when Song Hao, who didn't dare to take a breath, was secretly rejoicing, the little angel eating in front of him suddenly turned around.

One person and one horse, eyes facing each other, the atmosphere is not to mention awkward.

As expected, on the lake surface, the other party began to make tapping sounds, which was obviously a warning to Song Hao, who was facing a threat.

He didn't dare to act rashly, and hurriedly followed the method Aaron said before, slowly squatting down and trying to calm his restless emotions.

"Don't get excited, relax, I won't do anything to you."

Despite what he said, his legs were quite dishonest and he was moving quietly in the snow.

When they were about two meters apart, he suddenly remembered what Aaron said and had no choice but to wait and see.

Considering the possibility of horses rushing over and trampling on him, Song Hao stood up slowly: "I have delicious food here."

"If you follow me, you can eat it every day."
Chapter completed!