Since they tracked me by the scent carried by the wind, why don't I just break the rules?
If I can get around them to the other side of that promontory, sneak up against the wind, and close the distance to about ten meters, I am confident that I can accurately shoot through the lung of a wildebeest.
I am confident in the power of crossbows; the lethality of this type of cold weapon is no less than that of a rifle.
If an arrow pierces through the lung, not only would a wildebeest in front of us be unable to withstand it, but even an Asian elephant would be unable to withstand it.
However, I don't know if these wildebeest will protect their wounded companions. If they stay by the side of their wounded companions for a long time, things could get a bit complicated.
I want to finish this quickly; the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for me. So, I need to have some backup plans to ensure I can safely capture my prey.
I found some dry branches, chopped them up, and then used a stick to split them into six pieces to make a harpoon-shaped fork.
I'm not doing this to stab fish. I put all the chopped dry branches into the fork I broke open, and then I found some pine resin nearby and poured it into the dry branches.
In the very center, I found a dry bird's nest and stuffed it inside, along with some nitrocellulose I used for emergency fire-making.
This isn't the first time I've made this kind of torch. It's simple to make and easy to light. You just need to find a stone and tap it on the back of a knife to create a spark to ignite the torch.
In addition, the rosin's combustion-enhancing effect means a torch can burn for an hour or two without any problem.
I made three of them, and I'll bring them with me so I can use them to scare away animals and defend myself in case of an emergency.
Top and I slid down the tree and began to flank the herd of wildebeest.
Along the way, I tried to keep a relatively safe distance from the wildebeest, which made them feel at ease and also put my mind at ease.
We walked along the mountain path for about half an hour, and now I've reached the other side of the promontory.
Just to be on the safe side, I think it would be better to test the wind direction first.
I held a small handful of sand in my hand and gently released it. The dust that rose up as the sand fell was blown in my direction.
The wind is blowing against me now, which will help mask my scent. I should be able to slowly approach these giant beasts.
Top and I have had many hunting experiences together, and this clever monkey understands the importance of cooperation better than the hunting dogs.
It knew that once I entered this state and stared intently at my prey, I was definitely about to do something.
Hunting is an important means for us to survive. Top also became serious at this moment, and he followed me, crouching down and slowly approaching the herd of wildebeest.
As it turned out, my judgment was correct; those wildebeests did indeed find me using their keen sense of smell.
The wind was blowing against us, so their sense of smell was almost useless at this moment. In addition, I had been hunched over the whole way, wearing a python skin outfit that had blended into the environment.
Hidden by the dense bushes and grass, I made my way to a spot about twenty meters away.
They continued to graze leisurely, completely unaware that an uninvited guest had already entered their territory.
I was also very nervous at that moment. It would be a lie to say I wasn't afraid when facing such a large herd of wildebeest.
If I made even the slightest mistake and angered them, all those wildebeest would take turns kicking me, and I'd be trampled into mincemeat.
The further you go, the more you need to stay calm, otherwise you'll easily end up with nothing.
I tried to calm my wildly beating heart. We moved even slower, and those short twenty meters felt like kilometers.
Each time, I only dared to move a small step, then observe the reactions of the wildebeest. Top, following closely behind me, did the same, remaining completely silent.
I'd gone fifteen meters, and those wildebeest still hadn't found me. I could already see the breath they exhaled as they panted making the grass on the ground sway slightly.
My eyes were glued to the wildebeest, never daring to look away. If this were a documentary film, I'd look like a cheetah eyeing its prey, poised to pounce.
I continued to move forward a little by little, and about two meters ahead there was a tree that was the closest to the safe distance from the herd of wildebeest.
That place was probably only twelve or thirteen meters away from the herd of wildebeest. This tree was my last ambush point against them!
Those two meters felt like an insurmountable chasm; every step was incredibly difficult. It felt as if I wasn't standing on solid ground, but rather on a thin layer of melting ice, with the constant threat of falling into the abyss.
Just then, perhaps because I was really too close.
One of the wildebeests clearly became alert, raising its head from its feeding and staring intently in my direction.
When I saw the gaze directed my way, my heart nearly leaped into my throat. I quickly lowered my head to avoid being spotted by the wildebeest.
I was praying in my heart, at this point. You're kidding me, right? If we get spotted by the wildebeest herd now, even a thousand lives wouldn't be enough.
The wildebeest looked around for a long time but couldn't see me disguised in python skin. However, it still seemed uneasy and started walking towards me.
Holy crap! Were we spotted?
That was my first thought, but then I thought again, it shouldn't be like that. If I were discovered, they would either run away or charge at me en masse and kill me.
But it seems only one wildebeest has come over; perhaps it's just checking things out.
Thinking of this, I calmed down a bit. I had to lure it away, otherwise it would definitely find me.
I dare not make any big movements now. If the wildebeest notices anything unusual and howls to call all its companions over, I will be completely finished.
I slowly bent down and picked up a small pebble. I placed my hand in the grass and tossed the pebble upwards into the grass a few meters away.
The sudden sound startled the wildebeest, but it realized the commotion wasn't that loud.
It let out two heavy breaths, then, after checking its surroundings and finding nothing unusual, it turned and left the area.
In its view, this was probably just the noise made by some small animals passing by, and not worth investigating at all.
I hid in the shadows and breathed a deep sigh of relief. That was close! I almost got discovered.
Seeing the giant beast leave, I quietly crept up to the big tree about two meters away and stealthily climbed up.
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