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Between the foggy forest, waves of horse hoof sounds rang out, startling a dead person who was wandering in the forest. He slowly turned his head following the sound, and saw a hammer covering his vision.

With a bang, the body with its head smashed flew a distance in the huge impact. The knight reined in his horse and blew a whistle. Then, amid waves of wolf howls, several huge beasts came out of the bushes and ran over with their prey.

"Don't catch pheasants, Ersha, can you understand me? I asked you to find deer, stags! Go and smell it for urine smell!" George hung the third pheasant of the day on the side of the horse in silence.

Of the three, only the first one had an arrow stuck in it. The others were caught by the wolf himself.

In addition, there were a few squirrels on the horse, and I don't know how the guy got them.

At this time, several more wolves ran over. They circled around the knight's horse a few times, rubbed their master's boots, and then dragged Ersha's tail and went into the mist again.

‘It’s almost noon, but the results this morning are not as good as the previous few days.’ George shook his head and decided not to wander in the forest anymore. He blew a whistle, summoned the wolves, and went to the vineyard together.

It has been the sixth day since the school was opened. Every afternoon when he went back, George would catch a wolf. Now, he is not only very skilled in this kind of work, but since he has the help of the wolf, he does not need to recite the judgment words, he can knock those beasts to the ground and listen to his "speech".

If there is no problem, there will be another wolf by his side on the way back today.

Since the wolf pack, the hunting work has become more and more smooth. The harvest in the past few days was not small, most of which were the results of hunting in the vineyard. But I haven’t gone there today.

Those deer seem to be particularly fond of those sweet grapes. In order to be greedy, they are not afraid of scratching their horns.

As we move forward, the vineyard gradually emerges from the mist. The skinny horse seemed to know where the owner was going. It came to a place where the owner often went and helped the owner to place the hay cart in the place where George often placed it.

After doing this, George patted the skinny horse's buttocks and looked at its smart eyes. He found that he liked it more and more - if it weren't for its dirty hair that was too eye-catching

Sometimes he felt that this little mare was a bit like Rona.

The horse's legs were originally a little lame, but this defect was not born. After Aji applied herbs to it for a period of time, George continued to treat it with sacred hymns for a few days. Now, it has been completely cured.

And after that, this skinny horse did bring George a lot of surprises.

It can be said that its credit accounts for a large part of the harvest - especially the wild boar hunted a few days ago. When it rushed out of the grape trellis, it was extremely thrilling. And the wolves didn't have much to do with it.

However, in the end, the wild boar was chased by George and was driven around by the horse and hit against a tree! This gave George the opportunity to shoot several poison arrows and finally subdue it.

From then on, George concluded one thing - this mare's intelligence is definitely higher than Alexander's!

Perhaps the thief Aji's boasting about it at the beginning was also based on some facts

"I'll wash you in two days. I can also cure your scabies." George scratched its nose and said.

The horse snorted, which was considered a response.

Riding on the horse again, George led the wolf pack to wander here. However, he didn't even meet a pheasant along the way. Obviously, George had cleaned up this vineyard very thoroughly in the past few days.

But today seems to be a day destined to have a harvest.

A wolf found something at the end of the vineyard.

'This sound is not an enemy. ' George opened the scroll and confirmed it again, and then rode over.

There were several collapsed grape racks, but from the traces on them, they were not knocked down by wild boars, but some taller creatures that forcibly propped up these grape racks.

George dismounted and observed, and found that the ripe grapes had been eaten, and many leaves had been chewed and bitten.

A wolf came over, sniffed a wet mark on the ground, and seemed a little excited.

‘It’s a stag! ’ George slapped his thigh and climbed on the horse.

The female deer in the valley also have horns, and they are not small. But they can’t be compared with the stag’s. And the horns of the female deer can definitely not support so many grape racks. Only the stag with big horns and powerful strength can do this easily!

‘In these four days, a total of one stag was caught, and the rest were females. Today, I finally won the jackpot again! ’

In fact, the castle now has 8 artillery crossbows, but some of them are made of specimens in the castle, and the things made of the female deer horns are of poor quality. They are far from being comparable to the horns of the stag.

But if he could capture the stag and replace its tendons and horns, the power of the eight crossbows would be about the same.

More crossbows would be useless, after all, they needed at least two people to operate, and he only had sixteen soldiers. Including himself, there were only 17 people in the territory who could operate that thing.

"Go find it! I'll give you a snack tonight!"

The wolves seemed to understand what he said and began to follow the smell. It seemed that they were already familiar with this kind of work.

The wolves moved quickly in the fog, but silently. George rode his horse behind, relying on the scroll to follow the footprints of these hunters.

Half an hour later, George suddenly found that the wolves on the scroll were hiding in the woods and not moving. Based on the cooperation in the past few days, he knew that these smart hunters were already lurking around the prey.

So he picked up a deer antler bow on his horse and slowed down his horse.

As he moved forward, the fog in the distance gradually dissipated in front of his eyes, and a hundred steps away, a male deer with shoulders taller than the horse's head and horns almost higher than the small trees appeared vaguely in the fog.

It was facing George sideways at this time, eating wild fruits in the bushes. Occasionally, it would raise its head from time to time, chewing vigilantly while looking around with vigilant eyes.

However, the fog was thick, and in this forest, it could only rely on its hearing.

‘No wonder these guys didn’t dare to move, it turned out to be a big guy! ’ Looking at its horns that were several times thicker than those of the doe, George couldn’t help but his eyes lit up: ‘It’s best to shoot it in the neck. ’

This thing can’t be killed with one shot, let alone a bow, even a crossbow can’t.

Unless the arrow is poisoned.

Thinking of this, he slowly pulled out an arrow from the quiver, and the arrowhead was light green. Then he concentrated on pulling the bow.

His bow is far better than those ordinary hunting bows. But it also has a much larger pulling force of 140 pounds! Shooting those ordinary mail armors can penetrate them!

If equipped with those new arrows, even the rivet mail armor without leather lining can be shot through!

But it’s also laborious to pull it.

Although he has a good physique, it’s hard to play with heavy bows without a certain number of years of professional training.

So when George pulled it open, his body was shaking like noodles.

—— Still expecting to hit the target?

With a whoosh, the arrow left a trail in the mist, so fast that it was hard to catch with the eyes——but it was indeed shot off the mark.

However, just when the arrow was destined to pass by the stag, the arrow was deflected by a few inches and hit the deer's shoulder!