The camps in the wild are not the same as the camps Lynch imagined. He has also been to some camps in the wild, and even some camps on the prairie, but those places give people the feeling that they are not protecting humans, but Don't let human beings harm nature.

　　 A kind of reverse protection. People are locked in camps that can only control human behavior. In fact, the low wall can't stop a big cat from jumping.

　　 But there is no need to worry about any animals who want to attack human camps without meeting. In nature, animals are more aware of the rules than humans, and the value of not rushing into the territory of other animals.

　　 And here, on this prairie, almost one person is required to hug or even thicker wood to form the outermost juma pile.

　　 may not be called this here, but the craftsmanship is the same. The sharpened wood faces the outside, and many of the horse-rejecting posts are covered by a black layer of blood scabs, and there is still a faint smell when they come.

The circle inside 　　 is also a solid wooden wall, very solid, and the entire camp stands on this prairie like a small fortress.

Seeing that Lynch seemed to be very curious about everything here, Hasana became interested. He introduced in a proud tone, "Our position here is not very good. Every year when the animals are migrating They will still pass by here, and sometimes these animals are also curious, and some of them also want to see what is behind this grassland."

"The blood on the wood outside the camp was left behind when the beast hit the camp..." he said as if thinking of something, "If you are not in a hurry, you can see pictures that are hard to see normally. , I bet you have never seen it before!"

　　 He tried his best to exaggerate and praise, "A shocking picture!"

　　 Lynch nodded noncommitantly, and got out of the car when the car stopped.

In the camp, there are already parked cars under inspection. These cars are taller and bigger, and so are the tires. They are cars. It is better to say that they are modified agricultural machinery. They are safe and reliable. The only disadvantage is that they are not fast enough. quick.

　　 When a person sits in the carriage, the height of the line of sight is about two meters, which is already obviously higher than the lush grass on the grassland, and the line of sight will not be affected.

　　 At this time, a young man who was somewhat similar to Hasana took the initiative to walk over, he called uncle, and then glanced at Lynch.

　　 Hasana introduced him to Lynch. The expression of this young man who was older than Lynch suddenly became respectful, but it was only a night of fermentation. He had heard of the name more than once.

He appeared here today, actually because of Lynch. He called "Mr. Lynch" respectfully, and then talked about what he just wanted to say, "Uncle, our sentry has found their striker, and here we are probably It's about eighty kilometers, do you want to go out?"

　　 Hasana thought for a while, nodded, he turned to Lynch and introduced him to the exchanges between their uncles and nephews.

"Mr. Lynch, do you think this place is full of vitality?" Hasana asked, and Lynch naturally gave a positive answer, but Hasana said with a smile, "This place is indeed full of vitality, but it is also full of vitality. Unimaginable danger."

　　 "There is actually a shortage of water here. I mean rivers and lakes that can directly provide water for animals."

"Animals can only feed on these weeds while replenishing some water, but there are too many animals, they can easily eat up the weeds in a region, so they must constantly migrate for food and in order to replenish water. ."

　　 "Until the rainy season comes, they will go around the grassland and return to some places with fixed water sources. When the water source dries up, they will start migrating again."

　　 "These herbivores are migrating, and there are also some other animals migrating because of their migration, some carnivores."

　　 "These carnivores are our goal!"

　　 Hasana finished this and patted his nephew on the arm, "Let the boys prepare. I want to take the most majestic leopard and lion and give it to my friend Mr. Lynch!"

　　 They set out to prepare something needed for the hunt. The sergeant found Lynch on the side and handed him a pistol. "Do you know how to use it?"

　　 Lynch weighed the pistol in his hand. The cold metal texture gave it a great sense of security. He nodded, "Open the insurance, pull the trigger, and give the rest to God!"

The sergeant was startled slightly, and then laughed, "God doesn't care about these things, I hope we won't get too close, if it is really a species migration, we...", he looked back at those who were doing the last The various carts under inspection, "I can't withstand the hooves of the animals at all!"

　　 The Federation does not have such a spectacular scene of animal migration to watch. If they have so many animals, they will not create some protected areas to protect those animals that are about to become extinct.

　　 Some powerful people don't even have to spend money to hunt in neighboring countries every year. It is said that the annual cost of hunting abroad for some wealthy people is equivalent to the annual profit of a small and micro enterprise.

　　Although there is no animal migration in the Federation, the Federation has a TV. They have watched some similar pictures on TV. The entire animal group seems to be irresistible. The torrent of violent rushing tears everything on the way forward.

　　 Lynch hesitated a little, he took the sergeant and walked two steps to the side, "Later you go and tell the young man to leave you two small cars, if the situation is not right, we will leave immediately."

　　 took a short break at noon, and a group of people set off from the camp after eating.

Lynch thought that everyone would drive those big cars. It turns out that he thinks too much. Only he, Hasana, and a few people with rifles can ride the big cars. Others still ride the small cars, and some even ride them. Horse!

　　 Those riding horses walked quickly. These people wanted to investigate the situation ahead, and the cart was full of people. The performance of these people made Lynch feel a little strange.

　　 They are very indifferent, not excited, nor nervous, and calmly checked their equipment-mostly thick leather and metal plates made to protect the body, as well as some ropes and nets.

　　 As for the cart, it is Lynch and Hasana.

　　The scenery of the grassland is extraordinary. The weeds over one meter high cover too many dangerous things, leaving only deceptive beauty.

Just when he was chatting with Hasana about some interesting facts about the Federation, a knight who was some distance from the team suddenly tilted, and a tawny thing flashed in Lynch’s eyes. The knight disappeared in the grass, even the man and the horse.

　　 About half a minute later, a horse without its owner stood up again and ran towards the convoy in a panic. The atmosphere in the convoy suddenly became tense.

Hasana's nephew frowned. He and the people around him whispered a few words. A local hunter in the second cart raised his shotgun. With a shot, the horse racing towards the convoy responded. Fell to the ground.

　　 Around the deadly healthy horse, some grass that was half a human tall began to sway, like boiling water, but it quickly calmed down.

Hasana glanced at Lynch with a faint smile, "The migrating herd is coming, because these predators have already arrived!" He, including the others, didn't seem to care that the missing knight was there. No one has anything to do with the knight, everyone has become accustomed to it.

　　 More than forty minutes earlier than the original plan, the knights who ran the farthest sent a message that they had already come into contact with the front part of the migrating herd.

　　 There are not many animals in this part. They are only part of the path-finding. The situation on the grassland seems to be the same every year to humans and laymen. In fact, there are still some differences.

　　 This part of the pathfinder animal herd is mostly the "green and strong" of some animals, and they have the strongest perception of grassland changes. Their task is to lead the group to find a "route home" with sufficient food.

About ten minutes later, Lynch saw this animal. It was very strong. It was about two to three meters long and at least 1.78 meters high. It had gray skin, brown hair, and a short neck. It looked like It's a cow, but it has no horns. Instead, it is a bone structure that looks like a round bowl on the cow's head.

　　 That is their head mallet. It is very hard. When this kind of thing weighing at least several tons runs and hits something, I am afraid it is not much easier than a car accident.

"Foreigners call them Yagutasya cattle, saying that this thing is not a cow, but to us, it is a cow!" When Hasana talked about it, there was a hint of disdain in his tone, which seemed right. Those foreigners came to his country to name these animals that have nothing to do with those people, and asked them to call them the same way.

　　 "These forwards need to explore the distribution of water vapor and weeds~lightnovelpub.net~ They are very slow, which also gives predators a chance."

　　 "If it is a group of hammerhead cows, predators should not dare to do it. They will always hunt around the front and last stages of the migration group."

　　 "Among them, the youngest and strongest predators will choose to be at the forefront. Only those predators who are old and frail will pick up the bargain behind the group."

　　 Hasana looked at Lynch and said sincerely, "You are my friend, I want to give the best things to my friends, so we want to hunt the strongest leopard and lion!"

　　 As he waved his hand, some knights whipped their whip and began to approach the slow-walking hammerhead cows. They did not capture these beasts, but kept passing them.

　　In the process of passing by, they would use sharp knives to make cuts in the bodies of these hammered cows.

　　 The damaged hammerhead cow will run, and at the same time blood will spill from the wound, fall on the grass stems of the weeds, and fall on the ground.

　　 More and more hammerhead cows were frightened and started to run around. After running for a while, they found no further damage, they would stop, and the knights would go up again.

　　In less than twenty minutes, even Lynch in the distance smelled a **** smell!

　　 The tragic smell of blood!

　　

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