The old lady was worried, so she came over and picked up her granddaughter: "Xiaoxiao! We are not going. If we go, we have to take grandma with us."
The old Duke looked at the troublesome grandparents and grandchildren and waved his hand with a heroic gesture: "Okay, take you with you and follow me to kill the wild boars."
The military households in the nearby villages sent out one person from each family, and together with the old duke's personal soldiers, they organized a team of about 200 people and set out into the mountains in a mighty force.
Milk Ball sat on the old Duke's shoulder, directing him where to go to find the group of wild boars.
This team is spectacular.
Leading the way were the old duke and the old lady, with the dark-haired man following beside them, and behind them were a group of white-haired old men, and behind the old men were the young and strong men.
Milk ball, who sits the highest and has the widest view, is like a commander on the battlefield, directing these soldiers where to look for the "enemy".
After the wild boars had done their harm to the people, they did not go far. They ate and dug along the road, and when they were full, they slowly walked back into the mountains.
After finding their footprints, the old Duke reminded everyone: "Pay attention, everyone should form groups of five, with the older ones leading the younger ones.
When you see a herd of wild boars, go for your main target and don’t hit them randomly, or you will waste manpower.”
[Ahaha! Grandfather is worthy of being a military commander. He treats wild boars as northerners. So cool! I like it!]
The old duke was very happy to be praised by his granddaughter. He was a soldier who led troops to fight. It was bad luck for the wild boars to meet them.
Although these personal soldiers behind him are old and walk unsteadily, they were once fierce generals on the battlefield and are no pushovers.
I brought them out for a walk today. I didn't expect them to take action, but I expected them to lead the young people under them to eliminate the foreign invaders.
Regardless of whether these invaders are humans or other animals, they must all be eliminated. Nothing that threatens human life and safety is allowed to exist within the scope of Rongxiuzhuang.
Those wild boars are too much. They not only harm crops but also people. They must not be let go.
The old lady took a look at the radiant old man and felt that he was several decades younger. She seemed to see him again riding a horse, holding a gun, and fighting bravely with the northerners.
She may not have participated in any activities for many years, but being able to come along today has aroused the unyielding spirit in her.
Each of the personal soldiers behind the old Duke found five young men to form a team, and suddenly there were twenty teams in total.
If there is someone leading, they will not attack randomly. Instead, they will aim at the target and fight together, which will greatly improve their efficiency.
Following the route the wild boar had taken, we soon caught up with it in the mountains.
In a valley, we saw a large group of wild boars of all sizes lying on the ground.
Milk ball counted them, including the newborn piglets, and there were a total of twenty-two.
There were five boars, all of them were fat and strong, with shiny fur and fangs that curved downward from the corners of their mouths and were as long as fifty or sixty centimeters.
Used to dig for food and defend against predators, wild boars also use them when competing for territory and mates.
The fangs gleamed coldly in the sun, making people afraid to approach easily.
They are huge in size, with strong and sturdy limbs, which support their heavy bodies and enable them to run quickly on rugged terrain.
The hooves are hard and wear-resistant, suitable for walking in complex terrain.
There is a distinct black line on the back, extending from the head to the tail, adding a bit of mystery to them.
Chu Xiaoxiao looked at these wild boars carefully and felt something was wrong. Among the five boars, at least one had become a spirit.
These are no ordinary wild boars.
[Be careful, these wild boars are more powerful than ordinary wild boars. Blackhead! Watch those boars from the side and kill them when necessary.]
"Yes! Master!"
Black Charcoal Head actually also figured it out. No wonder these wild boars dared to swagger around and destroy crops and attack people. It turned out that they had considerable magical powers.
Logically speaking, this kind of monster should live in the deep mountains and old forests. Why would it run to where humans live to cause trouble? Is there something wrong again?
"Everyone be careful! These wild boars are fat and big, and they are probably very strong. You need to use your brains to deal with them. You can't attack them by force, you can only use your wits." The old Duke shouted to his guards, "Be prepared, and know which one you are targeting. Don't fight over one boar with several groups."
"Don't worry! We have already made all the arrangements and are just waiting for the prince's order."
"Yes! We have set our target and our men have been dispersed, so we will not make any mistakes in the attack."
"Your Majesty! Give the order! We are waiting eagerly."
All those who were talking were white-haired veterans, and they were really ready to fight, as if they had returned to the days when they were young and attacked the invading dogs from the north.
This long-lost sense of excitement and anticipation gave their long-dry hearts the greatest encouragement and nourishment.
They no longer feel useless and just waiting to die. They still have experience and can lead the young people to encircle and suppress the culprits who invaded their homes.
This group of wild boars often appear and disappear to harass them, causing harm to their crops and people. They really cannot be allowed to stay here.
If we stay any longer, it might lead to disaster.
It's time to clean them up.
"Pay attention to those five boars. Pick someone who is young, strong and experienced to deal with them." The old Duke had just heard his granddaughter's thoughts. He wanted to remind these boars specifically, "They are stronger and more difficult to deal with. Make adjustments quickly so that we can start the fight."
"yes!"
The guards responded almost in unison and made adjustments immediately.
The old Duke stared closely at the wild boars and saw that each of them looked lazy and seemed unwilling to pay attention to them.
Even though a large number of people came, the wild boars didn't take them seriously. They just lay there and didn't even move from their nests.
Especially the five boars, all gathered together, lying head to head, squinting their eyes, and sunbathing their bellies comfortably.
The old Duke also noticed that these wild boars were unusual. If they were ordinary wild boars, they would have been frightened and stood up in panic, staring at them with murderous eyes if they had suddenly seen so many people.
What about these wild boars?
He ignored them and seemed to never take them seriously.
Are these wild boars stupid and have never seen humans, or do they simply not feel they are threatened.
Even if they really became spirits, it didn't matter. His little granddaughter was very powerful. She didn't even need to do anything. A little black dragon could take care of these wild boars.
The old lady also found it very strange that these wild boars were so calm that they were not even afraid of people.
They all had weapons in their hands, so why were the wild boars still lying on the ground? Were they waiting to be dealt with?
Black Charcoal Head did not release his pressure. He wanted to see how strong the wild boars were.
The old Duke held his granddaughter steadily on his shoulders and shouted to the group of restless soldiers, "Lock on the target and attack."
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