Chapter 321 Encounter with Wolves (2)
At this moment, the night watchman sucked the bone marrow out of the lamb leg in his hand and threw it out.
The greasy and black bone stick fell heavily in front of the wolf with a "thump". The old wolf was concentrating on hunting. When he saw something hitting him, he dodged to the side in panic, making the dirt under his feet crunch.
The old wolf lurking on the other side pounced on the man without hesitation...
The night watchman Di had lived on the grassland for decades and was very experienced. When he heard the unusual noise behind him, he didn't turn around, but rolled to the ground, drew out his scimitar and swung it backwards.
The wolf was hit by the back of the knife and only bit the handle.
The Di people also saw the wolves at this time, and were so scared that they hacked and hacked around randomly, shouting and yelling while resisting the siege of two wolves.
In the room, Balin immediately noticed something was wrong outside. When he heard the cry for help, he stood up, opened the door and rushed out.
Lin Qingyuan and the others also understood the Di language. When they heard someone outside shouting for help because there was a wolf, their faces suddenly changed. They threw away the skewers, found their weapons and went out.
Balin rushed to Zhemao in two steps, swung the scimitar in his hand and slashed at the wolf that was attacking.
An old wolf was hit in the middle and rolled to the side without even a cry, while another one ran away screaming.
Lin Qingyuan's guards ran over and dragged Zhemao up from the ground. They saw that his leather coat on both arms had been torn and covered in blood. He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.
"Head of Balin, your men are injured. Stop the bleeding quickly. It will be too late if you delay."
When Lin Qingyuan saw the night watchman being torn apart by wolves, his brows furrowed and his heart sank.
If such an injury could be treated and treated in the city, it could be cured. But now... it's difficult!
Balin did not come to take care of Zhemao's injury. He had seen how ferocious a wolf pack was. Being attacked by two wolves, surviving was just a matter of time.
There was something more important now. Balin's eyes were red, and he suppressed his anxiety and shouted to his tribesmen, "Send Zhemao into the house! Everyone else, release the horses!"
The wolves are cunning. They attack people and horses.
Generally speaking, horses are not afraid of wolves, but now they are tied up and cannot escape, so they will definitely be injured.
If you don’t have a horse to travel on the vast grassland, you will be dead soon!
Before Balin finished speaking, the neighing of horses could be heard in the stable.
This is a wolf attacking a horse.
Everyone's expressions changed, but before anyone could turn around to untie the reins, they saw more than a dozen horses galloping out from the stable a few meters away.
Lao Yan fell behind the herd of horses, stamping his feet and jumping around with a nimble body. He nimbly kicked over a wolf that was about to attack from behind, and then ran away with the herd.
In the wooden house, Song Liyun and Song Dekui placed the injured Zhemao on the carpet and began to check his wound.
Zhemao's sleeves had been torn open, and two tooth marks like knife scratches were deep enough to see the bone. Blood was oozing out and soon soaked the wool felt under his body.
He was bitten on the arm by a wolf while trying to protect his head and face. Fortunately, he had a knife with him, so he protected his throat and did not die immediately.
Song Dekui covered Zhemao's bleeding wound, sweating anxiously: "What should we do with Xiaoyun? Bleeding like this is fatal!"
Song Liyun said calmly with a straight face: "Don't worry, it can be saved. I need to prepare things first."
Although Zhemao's injuries looked serious, they were actually just two wounds. The rest of his body was protected by his thick fur coat and was not injured.
Song Liyun reached into the small leather bag at her waist, wanting to take some disinfectant and needle and thread for suturing from the space.
Such a big wound, and it was bitten by a carnivorous wolf. I don’t know how many germs it carries. It needs to be thoroughly disinfected.
Zhemao didn't understand Wu Chao's words and was in great pain. He knew that he was seriously injured and needed to stop the bleeding first.
So he endured the pain, forced himself to grab the burning charcoal.
In the tribe, charcoal ash is used to stop bleeding from injuries. For the most serious cases, directly burning the wound with charcoal fire is also a solution.
Seeing that he was still able to grab charcoal despite being so badly injured, Song Liyun couldn't help but be amazed: What a brave grassland warrior.
With me here, there's no need to use charcoal to stop the bleeding. I just whispered, "Uncle Kui, quickly hold him back. You can't use charcoal to stop the bleeding!"
Song Dekui grabbed Zhemao and said, "Don't worry, Xiaoyun will save you!"
After he finished speaking, he realized that Zhemao didn't understand him, so he quickly said in the Di language he had just learned: "No! Don't move!"
Zhemao paused, turned around and was about to speak when he felt a cool air rushing towards him. His eyes went dark and he fell asleep instantly.
"Uncle Kui, please help me hold the lamp!"
Before the dumbfounded Song Dekui could come to his senses, a strange-shaped object was stuffed into his hand, with a bright beam of light at one end.
"What...is this?" Song Dekui stuttered.
"Solar light!" Song Liyun adjusted the position so that the beam of light covered Zhemao's arm.
First, rinse with clean water to remove the blood, then disinfect with disinfectant, and finally suture.
Song Dekui felt like he was as stiff as a wooden man, watching Xiaoyun pinching the wound and sewing the skin and flesh with big needle like the village women sewing shoe soles.
It's amazing that as the wound shrank, the blood that was flowing like a spring slowly stopped flowing.
Song Liyun finally tied the thread into a bow, took out the gauze and began to bandage it.
At this time, the outside was in chaos, and the wolves were surrounding them, howling.
Balin and others shouted loudly and waved their scimitars to scare away the wolves.
But these wolves seemed to be possessed. As the distant howls spread in all directions, more wolves gathered.
With short howls, several wolves pounced on the crowd.
Suddenly, there were shouts, scolding, and the screams of injured wolves.
Faced with the siege of wolves, Balin and other Di people did not dare to disperse and could only guard a few feet away from the door of the wooden house.
Lin Qingyuan was also closely protected by his guards. He leaned against the wooden house and used a knife to deal with the gray wolf that pounced on him.
With numbers, knives in hand and protection behind their backs, Balin and his men, despite being panicked, responded to the wolf attack in an orderly manner.
When five wolves were lying on the ground, the pack finally retreated and disappeared into the darkness.
But the pairs of green lights floating in the air became more and more numerous.
Balin yelled at Lin Qingyuan, "You lazy and cowardly fellow, why did you try to steal the wolf pack's prey?"
He was filled with anger. Zhemao was a rare warrior in the tribe, and he didn't expect that he would die here today.
It was these people of the Wu Dynasty who brought about this disaster.
The wild wolves turned back either to repay a favor or to seek revenge. Moreover, there were more and more wolves here, which must have gathered all the wolves in the uninhabited area.
Lin Qingyuan also guessed that the wild sheep he had shot caused the trouble.
Now surrounded by wolves, he was already in a state of panic. When Balin rebuked him, he couldn't help but retort, "Don't you Di people call yourselves the eagles of the grassland? Now you are the one who is so brave..."
Balin could not speak the Wuchao language fluently, and all he spoke was a bunch of gibberish in the Dilu language.
(End of this chapter)
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