Hitzfeld walked closer to take a look and discovered that not far ahead there were some faint, plum-shaped footprints that were moving away.
Is this a dog?
No, Arctic dogs are all domesticated.
That should be a wolf.
Arctic wolf.
"A pack of wolves gathered nearby." Xintala stood up and looked around.
"Everyone, take out your weapons and be alert."
"From the traces, they would not stay for more than half an hour."
"Including the camp behind us, we have been targeted for a long time."
Chapter 28 Fatal Confusion (Two in One)
This team was just out there as a vanguard, and they had no intention of going far from the beginning.
Therefore, only the best of the best were selected. Even if the three Hitzfelds, who were considered "burdens" in Sintara's eyes, were included, the team was streamlined to only 18 people. Each man was sturdy and strong, and none of them was less than meters tall.
They were definitely not just for show. After hearing Sintara's warning, they didn't need any instructions. Everyone quickly got off the packhorses and moose. Those who had shotguns took their shotguns, and those who had knives took their knives...
But more of it is a very special semi-spear.
The temperature in the Arctic is too cold, and guns sometimes fail. Predators that can survive in such a cold environment must have thick fur, and ordinary blades and knives are not a big threat to them.
So it is time to return to primitive times and pick up the spears used by ancient people to hunt "mammoths" - this is the hunting experience summed up by the Ice Lake People over centuries.
Seeing that the three of them were surrounded in the middle and were directly treated as the objects of protection, Xia Yibing was quite amused and helpless.
She didn't know whether to say that these strong men were honest or what, but after all, the unpleasant feeling of being looked down upon at the beginning had now completely disappeared.
The crowd spontaneously formed a defensive circle, with packhorses and moose on the outermost circle, and the Ice Lake people in the inner circle who were armed and highly alert. Xintara held a shotgun in one hand and a spear in the other, his entire upper body covered only with a smelly white bear skin, and he shouted loudly for light support.
Several lights were lifted up by wooden sticks and temporarily erected on the ice field, acting as a lamp stand. Everyone was nervously staring at the darkness around them. They could now see clearly that at the moment when the lights were lifted up high - the moment when the halo spread due to the height increase, some pale green light spots were flickering and retreating in the darkness.
That's a wolf...
The vicious and cunning Arctic wolf is mentioned in all the natural atlases that can be bought in bookstores as the "hunter who fights best in groups." It is said that they never attack prey that they cannot chew, and once they show up, it means that they have already calculated everything about the prey.
This kind of thing is definitely exaggerated, but the people of Binghu know very well how difficult it is to deal with Arctic wolves. They are indeed very smart predators, smarter than snow foxes, more ferocious than polar bears, and extremely united and vengeful. They will release any Arctic wolves they catch in traps.
After all, the fact that the Arctic wolf has been able to maintain its independence and distinctive characteristics even when some of its own kind have been domesticated into Arctic dogs is enough to show how tough an opponent it is.
Xintara looked solemn. As a "bear man" who had spent his childhood on the glacier ice field, no one knew better than him how terrifying the Arctic wolves were.
There are many people, such as outsiders, who, after hearing about the deeds of the Arctic wolf, are dismissive of it, thinking it is an exaggeration and that "no matter how ferocious a beast is, it is just a beast and cannot be a match for humans."
But Sintara wants to say that Arctic wolves are really different.
A smaller Arctic wolf pack has about 20 wolves, and a medium pack has about 30 to 50. This level of wolf pack is enough to cause difficulties for hunting teams, and the most terrifying thing about Arctic wolves is that they know how to "combine groups."
Once the leader of an Arctic wolf pack determines that it is difficult for him and his companions to survive, he will take the initiative to find another wolf pack roaming nearby and negotiate to merge the two packs.
If the merged wolf pack still cannot catch enough prey, they will continue to look for other packs to merge with.
In extreme conditions, he once witnessed more than 300 wolves besieging four or five giant hairy elephants under the protection of the mother bear. From that day on, he deeply realized that Arctic wolves are not easy to mess with.
Under normal circumstances, a human hunting team will go away if they cannot defeat a polar bear or other large predator. But if it is an Arctic wolf, if they happen to be very hungry and cannot find other targets nearby, they will look for help.
They will gather an "army" large enough to eat the hunting team in the judgment of the wolf king.
This is what Xintala is most worried about.
The snow was getting heavier, covering part of the wolf's footprints, making it impossible for him to accurately judge the size of this Arctic wolf pack, but even the number that could be confirmed was more than 50.
There are 18 people, minus 3 women, 15 versus 50, which means that each person has to deal with more than 3 wolves.
This is not easy. If the wolf pack is larger than this, they might be wiped out here.
The ice is unforgiving.
No matter how much Xintara thought and worried, those pale green spots were still shrinking and approaching little by little in the darkness.
"Everyone check your weapons!" He extended his loud voice, which could not even be covered by the splashing ice and snow, and could be heard dozens of meters away.
"Zab, Agoma, you lead the first round!"
"Bubul, Qili, you lead the second round!"
"We can only fight two rounds at this distance... and then we'll prepare to poke!"
"Let these beasts know how powerful we are! We must scare them! Threaten them!!!"
"Ohhh!!"
"Oh oh oh!!!"
A group of men followed him madly and howled, their faces flushed red, their eyes filled with fear of danger and hunger for blood and hunting.
Is this the Ice Lake Man?
Xia Yibing was standing in the middle, stunned.
The history books are correct, even if they no longer possess the might of the Ice Lake Warriors, they are worthy of being called natural born warriors!
She was also a little excited - who wouldn't be excited? Such a passionate and exciting situation, not to mention that she loved this kind of real sword and gun battle the most, she couldn't wait to surprise Xintara!
However, Xia Yibing did not notice that next to her, Heidi had her brows half-frowned, her lips sometimes opened and sometimes closed, and she looked flustered and hesitant.
"Listen to my orders! Prepare--"
Sintara held the spear high.
"Wait a moment!"
Just when everyone thought that the spear was about to be lowered and their fingers on the trigger were about to be pressed down, a clear female voice suddenly broke into the wind and snow.
Along came a delicate figure that emerged from the crowd. She strode to the outermost edge of the battle circle, raised her hands to block a few people, and shouted, "No need! We don't need to fight them...!"
"What do you want to do?"
Sintara was so angry that he put away his spear and rushed towards the gray-haired girl who was blocking the front. He roared fiercely as he ran: "Do you know that you are--"
"That's not a wolf."
The slender man turned around calmly, and his exposed blue eye met the bear man's extremely angry gaze.
"My intuition tells me they are not."
"I think you are crazy!!!"
Sintara rushed to her and yelled at her.
It's really unreasonable!
What is an Arctic wolf? Is it an Arctic wolf? Does he need a little girl from the south to teach him about this?
He is not one of those old, dim-eyed losers in town. He is the "bear man" Xintala! He grew up on this ice field! He is experienced and has enough evidence - what else could those plum blossom paw prints at the beginning be if not Arctic wolves?
"shot!"
He turned and yelled, "They're approaching - shoot!!!"
After all, he underestimated the "little girl". Just as he turned around, Xintara suddenly felt a force hitting the inside of his knee from the side and back.
When he knelt down, there was a hint of confusion in his wide eyes.
After all, he really couldn't understand it. Such a small girl, whose whole body was not even as thick as his arm, how could she knock him down even if he stood still and let her hit him?
Hitzfeld didn't care about him.
A strong man cannot lift himself. It has been mentioned in various stories and works more than once that people cannot use force in mid-air. All living things in the world that live on the ground in physical form rely on the earth for their strength.
They have to rely on the earth to generate power. The base of power originates from the ankle, with the calf as the support and the waist axis for transformation. Only then can this power be finally transmitted to the upper body and to the weapons they hold.
Therefore, when dealing with "giants", cutting their legs is always the most effective method.
It is true that if Sintara was knocked down and she kicked him even if he was standing, she would not be able to move. But as long as Sintara was still a human being, his bones and joints would still look like humans, right?
There must be a "bearing" at his kneecap. I couldn't kick his ankle, but I could kick there instead - it would move by itself.
Of course, there are also factors such as her extraordinary knowledge, decisiveness, and the other party's carelessness.
But not important.
She didn't want to suppress Sintara or kill him, she just wanted to stop an unnecessary bloody battle.
With a "clang" sound, while the giant bear-like man fell in the snow, Hitzfell bent down and pulled out a sharp scimitar from his waist, then quickly stepped back half a step, just in time to avoid the bear man's furious swing.
"I am going to kill you!!!"
"I'm afraid not."
Xia Yibing flashed into the picture from the side, holding a long sword that was even brighter and heavier, and the coldness on her face was even colder than ice and snow.
"I stand on her side too." Heidi also came over and together with Xia Yibing protected the girl behind them. "Those are not wolves... Actually, I should be the one to say this."
Sintara was no longer angry.
When anger exceeded a certain limit, he just found it funny and ridiculous.
"Back off——"
He raised his hand to stop others from coming forward.
"They said they weren't wolves... then let them try for themselves!"
While speaking, Xintara distracted himself and looked at his surroundings.
The first Arctic wolf had walked into the range of light at some point, and under its leadership, there were now about twenty wolves closing in and surrounding it, while there were even more pale green spots of light in the dark shadows behind.
Isn't this a wolf?
The face is a wolf, the paws are a wolf, the body is a wolf, and the tail is a wolf!
If these are not wolves, then what are these creatures that look like humans?
They are simply crazy!
Xintara was both amused and shocked. On the one hand, he was angry at the three people for being unreasonable, but on the other hand, he felt that their "rebellion" was unreasonable. He suspected that they were possessed by evil spirits and that there was some unknown curse on the ice field.
Then the next moment, his eyes widened again.
What did he see?
The first wolf... the Arctic wolf that came in first, walked slowly behind the gray-haired girl. It neither pounced on her nor bit her. Instead, it just raised its head and nudged her butt?
The facts are subverting his cognition.
First the first one, then the second one, and gradually, the whole pack of wolves entered the range of light. There were nearly 100 of them! If they fought, they would not be able to resist at all!
but why……
Why are wolves so non-aggressive?
"Goddess, what do I see?"
"They must be messengers sent by the Ice and Snow Goddess!"
"The Arctic wolves in the polar night are the most ferocious. With such a large number of them... they saved our lives!"
Hearing the discussions coming from all around, Xintara's mouth twitched.
indeed.
Although they didn't understand the reason, if the shots they fired just now had aroused the ferocity of these beasts, they would definitely be in great danger.
From this perspective, it is not wrong to say that these three people saved them.
After thinking about it, he shamelessly tried to get closer.
Hitzfeld and the other two were now surrounded by wolves. Each of these Arctic wolves was only slightly smaller than Lily, with more ferocious faces and dirtier fur. But even such a group of bloodthirsty beasts were actually surrounding them obediently, and were very "indifferent" in fighting for the dry food they had scattered, as if they were not really wolves, but a group of hairy horned deer that could not move when they saw the human hunting team and had to follow them all the way to beg for food.
Xintala was completely puzzled. He was now deep in the wolf pack, but the wolves did not attack him. They just could vaguely sense the blood in his body and did not dare to approach him like they did to the three men.
Oh my God, is this still a wolf?
Could this be a herd of horned deer or sheep? Did they steal the skins of Arctic wolves and hang them on their bodies?
Just as he was thinking this, the next moment, Xintara witnessed with his own eyes - a male wolf tried to approach another female wolf, but was knocked to the ground by a stronger wolf.
This is?
