Regardless of whether the Han civil servants were happy or not, Xia Lie started to develop under the leadership of Cao Cao. Moreover, the gongs and drums were loud and gongs and drums were spreading seriously. More than 30,000 soldiers of the Bafu Mansion stood up from their wings with long spears and flags.

Autumn hunting is about surrounding, while summer hunting is about rushing. In Wang Houxinqi's eyes, a row of soldiers in front led a group of soldiers who specialize in hunting rabbits and field mice in this era, and a breed of Erlang Shen Xiaotian dog. He held a lit stick in the other hand and walked forward carefully along the fields. The stick kept knocking on the ridge of the field. When there were holes, he stuck the fireworks into the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a very magical scene appeared in front of Wang Hou. Countless big rats, occasionally mixed with some rabbits driven out of the fields under the human wall, were driven to the other side of no one. I saw the sound of field mice running everywhere in the field. The number was probably not less than a few thousand. The dense gray rats made Wang Hou get goosebumps.

I never thought that there were so many rats without poisonous rats and chemical fertilizers and pesticides!

After driving out these uninvited guests, the soldiers were still not busy hunting. After all, in the ancient laws, trampling on farmland was a serious crime, and Cao Cao himself had to cut his hair and punish him. The two rows of soldiers continued to drive him away calmly. All kinds of dogs came in handy.

There are no dogs who meddled with rats in other people's business these days. After all, domestic cats are still strolling in the desert of India! Before the cat owners entered the hearts of China on a large scale, they saw all kinds of slender hunting dogs following the army of rats very flexibly, suddenly nibbled behind them, holding a mouse's neck and biting it twice, and then threw it aside. In terms of rat killing efficiency, animals are more agile than humans. When they are chasing both ends, they are not driven out of the field. The rat army has been killed or injured by half, and the corpses are buried!

But it would be a bit of a big deal to kill a mouse and dispatch a large army! The soldiers ate more food these days than the mice ate? Following Mr. Cao's chariot, he was strolling southwest of Xudu, while Wang Hou also watched the summer hunt as a cartoon, but during this kung fu, an emergency situation taught him another lesson.

Suddenly, halfway through, the marching soldiers thrust and fell to the ground. Then several nearby soldiers actually shouted and fled in the panic. Then, bursts of screams from dogs under the wheat field also rose one after another. In this scene, even President Cao couldn't help but turn his head and shook his head a little severely.

"I met a pig!"

No!

He was still used to the era when the forests on the edge of the city were beaten empty and there was not even a hare. In Wang Hou's incredible eyes, a piece of wheat stalk swayed. After the soldiers kept hitting the ground with sticks and making loud shouts of dogs, one was more than one meter long, with mane on the back, and the two fangs were terrifying wild boars, with fierce and frightening fangs, they were driven out from the field fiercely and in a panic.

One pig, two bears, three tigers, wild boars are sometimes scarier than tigers and wolves. The soldier just now was a wild boar that was run into the field and chewed it, and a piece of meat fell off his calves. I remember that after the wild boar became a protective animal in later generations, the village near the Dabie Mountains in the south also encountered a pig disaster. Wang Hou had seen what the pig disaster looked like now. Such a beast could bribe acre of wheat fields, and usually farmers with hoes could not beat him.

More than one head was still there, leaning against the fields near Funiu Mountain, people, dogs, and wild boars roars one after another. For these big guys, Cao Cao's army was not busy hunting, but just drove them out of the forest. Then, the entertainment time for the gentry and bureaucrats such as Wang Hou was here.

Seeing the pigs entering the field, the young generals and lieutenants who were not responsible for the alert task were cheering and boarding the horse. Even Cao Hongjie screamed happily and rushed out with a bow. Seeing that Wang Hou was so sad that he stretched out his palm and shouted loudly: "Hey! Danger! This silly girl!!!"

But before he finished speaking, he obviously felt a cold and cold feeling on him. Seeing that his father-in-law Cao had a dark face and stared at him with his mouth twitching. Under the strange gazes of the scholars, rats and high officials, Wang Hou shrugged his head back sadly again.

Hunting is really an activity of the nobles. A large area of ​​wilderness is surrounded by soldiers carrying flags. The field mice, rabbits and wild boars that were driven out can only move in a square area. Among the dense prey, scholars and officials in robes or armor pulled their bows and arrows casually. The bowstrings buzzed, even the fierce wild boar had more than a dozen arrows hanging on their bodies, and finally they had to sneer and collapse on the ground with a roar.

This is the wildest and most primitive scholar-official in the Han Dynasty, our ancestors! If it were the scholars who were powerless in Song and Ming dynasties, I would be nice not to mention riding horses and galloping, seeing this monster with fangs, it would be great if the legs were weak and their legs were weak.

No wonder the political meaning of hunting is so strong. The car drove to the edge of the hunting ground outside the field. Cao Cao also got off the chariot, set up a case, and put on a wine. After half an hour, Cao Hong, the sect general of the Cao family, happily carried the first one with arrows on his back and rushed to the porcupine. A wild boar was dead and died in front of Cao Cao. The wild boar was swaying in front of the literati circle like a show of flaunting, and then threw it into the circle painted with white lime on the ground, and then bowed heavily.

"Prime Minister, I will offer you a gift at the end!"

"Okay, I am worthy of being one of the four pavilions and eight pillars of my Cao family. Watch the wine!"

As his family brought glory, Mr. Cao's originally gloomy old face turned red now. With a wave of his big sleeves, he called happily. A fine wine brewed by the Great Jue Palace was brought to Cao Hong. The powerful Cao family general was not humble, and he picked it up and poured it down.

The scholars and officials couldn't help but brag about the neighborhood, a good hero! This guy was even more arrogant and he was even more bearded with wine.

However, his foundation did not last long. He was actually Wang Hou's fellow clan, and Wang Xiong, a bearded man from the Wang family in Jinyang, broke it. This time, two people carried a wild boar of more than one meter long, at least 200 kilograms in and threw it directly into the prey circle. Then he threw it into the rice bag on the ground, lying heavily in front of Cao Cao.

"The last general Wang Xiong will be presented to the Prime Minister!"

"A good hero, give me wine! Give me a piece of silk!"

Amid Cao Cao's laughter, another jue wine was served, and Wang Xiong was also drinking heroically. On the other side, he felt embarrassed. Cao Hong came on the stage with his bow and gasping for breath.

Immediately afterwards, prey one after another was dragged up blood and filled the prey circle. Some even carried large rabbits to fill in the numbers. However, Cao Cao did not get angry, but smiled and gave wine one by one. Several noble families or officers who were humble but acted particularly skilled were also promoted on the spot. No matter how bad they were, they also gave a piece of cloth. For a while, the host and the host were happy, but Dong Cheng and his face became increasingly ugly.

No wonder Dong Cheng and Wu Shuo, the relatives of the Han Dynasty, were unwilling to do so. It was not only because the Zhou rituals were hunting in the fields, but also because the hunting was second only to the formal war on the battlefield. The children of aristocratic families came back happily with their prey to offer sacrifices to Cao Cao, and accepted Cao Cao's rewards and promotions. According to the principles and rules of this era, it was equivalent to these outstanding aristocratic families who worshiped Cao Cao and became Cao ministers rather than Han ministers. Cao Cao was competing with the Han Dynasty for talents and fame.

Dong Cheng's eyes fell on Xun Yu inadvertently. However, this top brother of the aristocratic family under Cao Cao, except for the cold glance at Wang Hou at the beginning, then he seemed as if he had not slept well last night, with half-jaw and eyes covering his big sleeves without making a sound.

Although one after another carrying prey, it does not mean that wild boars are easy to kill. This thing is rough and thick, and it is almost as powerful as armor. The power of bows and arrows is far weaker than that of guns. Some wild boars are still jumping around with dozens of arrows. Cao Hongjie didn't hit him, and she was sweating all over and came back in disappointment.

She was lucky that she had not hunted. The wild boars were riding a lot of the literati riders riding horses. Not only did the horse's legs be scrapped, but she fell several times on the ground, and she was covered in dust. There was even a bad boy from the Hongnong Yang family who made the wild boar's fangs open in his stomach, and his intestines were flowing out and he was carried out. I don't know if he could be rescued.

But just like the polo in the Tang Dynasty, although bloody and barbaric, the era when literati could move their bows and hit swords represented the most vigorous martial spirit of ancient Chinese!

As time became late and late, I drank happily for noon, and the sun had already begun to rise westward. But Zhao Zi, who was still swaying around him, was not thirsty, and even grinded a piece of sesame oil cake that had been stolen from the kitchen at some point. He was so happy that he was anxious that he could not help but slipped back from Cao Cao, stabbed Zhao Yun with his elbows and lowered his voice and urged him in a hurry.

"Hey! You're not here yet! It's gone in a while!"

"Didn't the order official let Zhao take the lead? What kind of ability can you show when competing with a group of little guys for this thing? Besides, Xia Hunting must last at least one rest wheel, for six days, what should I be anxious about!"

What a good guy, the emperor is not in a hurry to the eunuch. This guy looked like he was sure to win, but he rolled his eyes.

"I hope you can really play well! Otherwise, when I go back, I will tell your Ruan'er that Brother Zhao is a coward and even dare not kill a pig!"

"You dare!"

But just as the two of them were quarreling, suddenly a few loud screams rang out, and then the sound of a small off-road vehicle running over was heard. Without having time to breathe with Zhao Yun, Wang Hou turned over and raised the telescope suddenly, but his chin almost fell off.

"There is such a big guy!"

A giant wild boar suddenly plundered the lens tube of his telescope. What a guy, this thing is almost two meters long and more than one meter high, probably about one ton. Behind him, several Cao soldiers fell to the ground like bowling balls, several spears broke, and one was stomped by the pig's trotters and foaming at the same time.

"It's mine!"

Just as Wang Hou was surprised, a silver light suddenly flashed in front of him, and a loud shouting sound came from Cao Cao, who was also carrying a terrain telescope.

"Cao Hong asks for a fight!"

"Xiahou Dun asks for battle!"

"Li Dian asks for a fight!"

"Yu Jin asks for a fight!".

As the shouts of self-reported house, horse hooves crackled, and more than twenty famous and well-known generals of Cao's army rushed to the pig king, which was rare in ten years, to kill them.

This is a competition of who is more capable!
Chapter completed!