I said, "General, if it doesn't work, I'll hold on here for a while, and you can climb up from the cliff to report the news." Although it is steep there, you can still climb up slowly, if there is someone to cover it.
"Boy, don't humiliate your brother. I went and left you here. How can I explain it to the king? Besides, if your two wives haven't torn me apart, by then, they will definitely be more powerful than dogs." I have no time to care.
His metaphor was not appropriate. He pouted forward and signaled to the pursuing soldiers
"What should we do?"
He ignored me and looked at the opposite aisle warily, "If you want to leave, you have to leave. I have lived for more than 40 years and you are still young."
Why is it like a final farewell? "Well, I will fight the wild dogs with the general!"
He chuckled and said, "Damn, even if you win, you won't be able to get away with it." I understood what he meant. A man started a fierce battle with a group of wild dogs and won a complete victory. How could he claim credit from the king?
But these beasts cannot be underestimated. We have all seen their cruelty and cunning.
This group of dogs has a leader, probably the one who teases the bison and takes out the bison's intestines with one claw. Before he digs out the bison's eyes and puts them in his mouth, the other spotted-bearded dogs can only watch.
Here we heard another spotted moustache dog growling in a different tone.
It seems that they are about to attack. General Ji and I both got excited at the same time.
After the roar, two or three mustachioed dogs came over tentatively. They clamped their tails and were a little scared, but the fierce light in their eyes revealed that they were a group of cruel guys.
General Ji took out an arrow, and I suddenly said to him, "General, don't use arrows yet." After saying that, I picked up a pebble-sized stone from the ground and handed it to his hand. We have to save some.
He understood what I meant, inserted the arrow into the pot, weighed the stone in his hand, and threw it out, hitting a bearded dog in the forehead. It was hurt and screamed "Yo yo" as if it had been wronged.
As he withdrew, he was threatened by the leader behind him, so he had no choice but to crawl back.
I went back to look for stones on the ground, and General Ji was responsible for throwing them. There were several spotted mustache dogs with blood on their foreheads, and they were still being driven forward. It seemed that they were also the lowest status among this group.
Unknowingly, we faced off until noon. I had to fight off countless mad dog attacks. I took out dried turtle meat to satisfy my hunger. However, the group of mustachioed dogs did not give us time to breathe and eat, and actually launched a more ferocious attack.
attack
Maybe they saw that all we had was stones, and so they became emboldened
The dogs were probably hungry too. Driven by the leader, a dozen or so dogs rushed over in a swarm. General Ji and I were in a hurry and threw rocks, but we finally fought them back.
There are no more stones, everything that can be picked has been picked. When we come down, there are only arrows, and then there is the guy in our hands.
I imagined what it would feel like to see two pale human skeletons leaning against the grass on an unknown mountain plain. By then, God knows what else it would feel like.
General Ji took action. While staring at the opposite side, he tugged on my clothes and signaled to me with his eyes.
I looked up in his direction and saw two huge rocks, one tall and one short, standing between us and the dogs. The short one was about a foot high. In the middle was the entrance to the passage. He was gesturing for me to get up to the stone.
on top
The situation was urgent, so I didn’t think much. I jumped onto the higher ground and waved my hand to him, asking him to come up too, but he didn’t move.
There was a crumbling boulder here. I hid behind the stone and looked down, and saw a group of restless figures, all of them drooling. It was almost noon, and they were also very hungry.
Another attack, this time with more force mobilized by the bearded dog leader, so that they were huddled together as they rushed through the narrow passage.
General Ji exerted great force and smashed the head of a bearded dog rushing in front with one stone. Before it could make a sound, it fell down and was dragged back by the company behind.
Next time, I'm afraid General Ji will have to use arrows.
But what makes me strange is that there is no crazy gnawing outside as I expected. I remember last time, these beasts were not like this, but they were obviously salivating in their mouths, right?
I suddenly woke up, and what they were chasing after was the dried turtle meat in my bag!
They eat like cattle, and I'm afraid they have never eaten dried turtle meat that has lasted for thousands of years. I saw General Ji had put an arrow on the bowstring and immediately called him in a low voice. He looked up from below, looking helpless.
I firmly motioned for him to come up, because I had already taken a look, this is definitely a place where all spotted mustaches can be annihilated.
This should be the kind of Martian trough landform, a type of wind-eroded landform as the saying goes. It consists of linear low ridges and gentle grooves. The bottom of the huge boulder I used to hide has been exposed to strong winds all year round.
Under the action of erosion, it gradually separated from the mountain and was only connected a little bit.
Animals' desire is the only chance to defeat them. Even when they are extremely hungry, they can still resist eating the corpses of their companions. There is only one explanation: they want to use the space in their stomachs to fill up the space in their stomachs with more fascinating delicacies!
General Ji came up from Shi Hou and asked me, "What should I do?"
I shook the dried turtle meat in my hand at him a few times, took off the bag from my body, and put it directly into the inner position on the field below, signaling him to hide it.
Although the sense of smell of spotted dogs is not as good as that of elephants, it is not perfect either. Fortunately, their owners only take advantage of their cunning and cruelty. In addition, we are at a high place, and the wind on the top of the stone has already blown away the smell on us.
Without a trace
What's more important is that their noses now only have the scent of turtle meat, which is a smell that is unimaginable in their dreams! Think about it, there are thousands of years of turtles!
We hold our breath, remain motionless, and quietly wait for the enemy to take the bait.
The bulging linen bag could not block the alluring fragrance at all. It lay in the grass, like a pile of luggage left behind by two people who had no choice but to choose their way out.
There has been no movement for a long time. Grandma, if you have the guts not to come in, I will admit that you are not beasts.
There was a commotion outside, and after a roar and a very reluctant protest, a spotted mustachioed dog with blood on its forehead came in with its tail between its legs.
Its tawny back was very difficult to identify in the grass. As I looked left and right, I approached the package. In fact, all my vigilance was no match for the temptation of hunger. Maybe the two people being chased had already run away without even taking their belongings.
Got it
What's more important is that it didn't expect to look at a place ten feet high. It was a blind spot and couldn't see anything.
Finally, it hurriedly came to the place where the bag was being packed. The wind could hear it panting impatiently, and it opened its mouth to bite.
A roar came from outside the cave. It paused and immediately ran to the side. It sat there and stared at the package, salivating at the corner of its mouth, and looked back at the way it came.
There was another rustling sound, and a hundred dogs came in! They stood around the pack, and there was an order from outside the cave, and one of them, the stronger one, walked out of the dog queue and came.
When he got close to the bag, he lowered his head and tore open the linen cloth, took out a piece of turtle meat from it, and chewed it in his mouth, making a sizzling sound.
Before it could swallow the piece of meat, the last group of spotted moustache dogs from outside rushed in!
The leader is that mother-in-law, she is so smart and stupid, why don't you ask them to drag the bag out!
What a beast
General Ji and I had already laid down against the rock, with four feet on the boulder. We gave him a gesture, and at the same time we exerted great force, all the energy we would have spent on breastfeeding for the rest of our lives was gone, and we just felt
The bones from the knees to the waist felt hot, and the boulder resisted silently, then rolled down with a "bang"