Duke of Grief

His eyes extended east from under the city walls, watching the trees gradually becoming sparse, and the knee-high grass flooded the soldier's field of vision.

The vitality of the weeds remains green and green this winter, and even the late autumn has not changed.

Goose feathers and heavy snow drifted down from the sky, and the soldiers tightened the rope on the fluffy hat, bringing the fluff around the hat closer to the face.

The soldier finally felt a long sigh of relief. The thick gloved right hand picked up the binoculars placed on the side table, and looked further away with the help of this tool.

By adjusting the lens barrel, he saw the herd of deer running on the grassland, which should be the little horned deer flowing from the Black Forest to the prairie. Now this group of guys have multiplied into a large race on the prairie, but they are still in The lowest end of the food chain.

"Hey!" The soldier threw his fist in excitement. He just felt like he saw something, but he didn't expect it to be!

The wolves lie far behind the deer herds. Sometimes they suddenly speed up, frightening the deer herds, and sometimes they slow down, so that the deer herds can relax their vigilance. They look like a group of skilled hunters.

This is the instinct imprinted in the blood veins of animals like wolves, which they are born with.

From the soldier's point of view, these little horned deer may be killed today, because they will not fight with the wolves. If the wolves throw a deer to the ground, they will immediately stop, quiet not far away Enjoy food without paying attention to the wolves that are not far from them.

This is also their instinct. In order to multiply, they must try their best to escape, and then try their best to fill their stomachs, especially in this food-poor winter... Well, it should have been a food-poor winter.

The soldier is not surprised by these phenomena that violate natural knowledge. This is the second year he has seen this kind of scene. Since last year, the green grass on the grassland will wither and break, but it will not turn yellow.

According to the masters, the magic element gradually affected the grassland, so even the plants changed.

"Ok?"

His eyes narrowed behind the telescope, and the soldier felt as if he had discovered something terrible.

He adjusted the distance between the objective lens and the eyepiece again, magnified the things in the distance, and looked across the deer's abdomen.

At this time, a small horned deer that fell at the end of the team was thrown to the ground and uttered a mournful wailing. Although he could not hear it here, the soldiers could still feel the hopelessness of the small horned deer.

But his attention was not there, and his eyes quickly shifted to the deer herd. They slowed down their running speed, gasped and made the body tremble, but quickly lowered their heads and ate the green grass near their feet, together with The white snow on the blades of grass also eat together in the belly.

After watching carefully for a while, the soldier suddenly widened his eyes, "So, what is that?!"

He can finally be sure that it was not his dazzling just now, but he really saw it!

He was the son of a farmer and had been exposed to livestock since he was a child. In the past few years as a soldier, he also hunted with the team several times.

When hunting, all hunters have a consensus that they will never hunt pregnant females. Although it is not impossible to hunt, only very few people will deliberately kill this type of female. Other hunters found that When the prey is pregnant, even if it takes a lot of effort, it will only release the prey with a curse of "obscene".

This is the consensus of all hunters. Of course, the soldiers who hunt with the team also have the ability to distinguish whether the female beast is pregnant.

But what is he seeing now?

Most female deer in the herd are pregnant, at the end of this winter!

And they must have been pregnant for a long time, otherwise the soldiers would not be able to tell.

Just kidding, the baby horn deer's estrus period is in early spring, and the pregnancy time is about three to four months, born in late summer.

Even though the soldier had already seen a lot of phenomena that violated common sense, he was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him.

He swallowed a sip of water and shook his right hand to open the ‘emergency manual’ on the desk of a table in the sentry post.

Because the army has compulsory learning, they can already read, so he should know what to do, he should know what to do now...

"Call the mage, yes, call the mage!"

Turning the well-understood "Emergency Manual" to page 32, the soldier found the answer he wanted, and pulled up the corner of his stiff mouth, and he kept saying this in his mouth.

Opening the drawer, the soldier found the hammer marked "Call", picked it up, and struck **** the side clock.

when--

The bell struck the soldier's ears, and he gripped the hammer tightly in his hand, panting.

"Calm down, calm down!" The soldier warned himself like this, "That's nothing terrible, it's just, it's just that the deer are pregnant..."

Carefully placing the hammer on the table, the soldier did not intend to put it away. He slowly raised his hand and looked again at the distant deer herd.

But the scene he saw through the telescope made him feel as if his blood had been frozen-a cold rushed from his spine and hit the heavenly cover!

"Hi!!!!"

With a sharp breath, the soldier's hands squeezed the lens barrel in his hands involuntarily.

What did he see?

He saw... the corpses of the wolves hung on the horns of a group of baby horned deer!

"One, two, three, four..." The soldier counted the number of little horned deer he saw with a trembling voice.

too much! Much more!

There are more than the little horned deer he just saw!

Not just a herd of deer, have these guys learned how to cooperate?

But where did they come from? How did he not find the existence of other deer herds just now?

Not only did he not find it, the soldiers thought that even the wolves were not found, otherwise they would definitely choose another method to hunt these baby horned deer.

Soldiers have seen on the prairie, those cunning and cruel wild wolves will drive out a large number of prey, because they are no match for a large number of prey, although those prey dare not resist, but as long as the prey is urgent, the prey may be Will turn around and bite them back.

But the wolf pack he saw just now had no other reaction, that is to say, the wolf group may not have found any traces of other little horned deer before this, before he was killed, then, where did they come from? Come out?

Could it be said that these animals have learned to ambush and siege?

It’s already strange enough for the deer to become pregnant in winter, plus this scene he sees now-what is happening to these animals? !

Click!

A subtle voice sounded at the sentry post with no other voices except the wind. The soldier was frightened, turned his head suddenly, and shouted, "Who?"

The soldier who walked through the door was startled and froze in place.

He looked at his dizzying colleague and froze for a while~www.NovelMTL.com~ asked quietly, "What's wrong?"

The soldiers at the outpost panted heavily, and after a long time, they slowly calmed down.

"No, nothing..." He exhaled, pressing his left hand on his beating heart, "Frightened me..."

"What did you call just now?" the visiting soldier asked doubtfully.

Hearing this question, the soldier left behind jumped up from the chair immediately, stuttering and screaming in a hurry: "Come on, something big! Something big!"

The visiting soldier's eyes widened and he hurriedly asked, "What's the big deal?"

"Deer herd, little horned deer! Kill... kill the wolf!"

The visiting soldier blinked, "Are you sure?"

The soldier left nodded firmly, "OK!" (https:)

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