Chapter 1125 Replacement

"Nest... Well, if you can't understand what a 'human settlement' is, it's okay to use 'town' as a 'nest'."

The old wolf Augustus shook his head and sighed, as if he had despaired of "Dabai's" ignorance.

"The inside story of this matter is very complicated, so don't inquire about it—you won't understand what I said anyway!"

"Anyway, just follow me, capture Elk Town, and the fifty fat cows I promised you will never be less!"

"You'd better keep your word. If you don't have beef, eat wolf meat."

Joan dropped a word coldly and led the snow monster to continue on its way.

The old wolf Augustus heard the threat in his words, spit at his back, and cursed in a low voice.

"Bah! Stupid big man! When the day you lose your value, you will know the consequences of offending me!"

Suppressing his full of resentment, the old wolf Augustus ran a few steps, returned to the pack of wolves, and continued to lead the way.

The snow monsters ran with the pack of wolves. Qiao An intentionally or unintentionally fell at the end of the team. While the old wolf was not paying attention to him, he quickly cast the 3-ring "short message technique" to report the news he had just inquired to the company, pointing out the wolves and the snow monsters. Blame the current location, and the intended destination.

Qiao An successfully completed the spell and successfully sent the information, secretly relieved.

The snow monsters around couldn't understand his spell-casting gestures at all, and even if they had doubts, they didn't dare to ask more questions because of the power of "Dabai".

From early morning to afternoon, Qiao An led the snow monsters to follow closely behind the wolves, and drove for a whole morning, traveling no less than a hundred miles, from the middle of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

The closer to the foot of the mountain, the higher the temperature. The thick snow was half-melted by the sun, and the melted snow gathered into a babbling stream, flowing down the ridge.

On the wet and muddy hillside, the vegetation gradually became more abundant. Flowers and plants get rid of the blockade of snow, sprout and grow in the summer sun, and the fields are full of fresh green and thriving.

Joan was familiar with the scene in front of him.

A week ago, the company walked this road when going up the mountain.

If I remember correctly, there is a pasture built near the mountains. When the company passed by here, it was getting late, so they stayed overnight in the pasture.

The owner of the ranch is a rich man who lives in the city of Midgard. The herds of cattle, sheep and horses are entrusted to the Asa herdsmen hired by him to manage, and they only come to inspect occasionally.

The uncle of the Asa nationality who was in charge of the ranch was very friendly to Joan and his company, which aimed to go into the mountains to suppress the bandits. He not only agreed to allow them to board in the ranch, but also treated them to a hot and spicy pepper mutton soup.

Thinking of the delicious taste of mutton soup, Qiao An couldn't help swallowing, and his stomach, which hadn't eaten all morning, started to growl.

Not only Qiao An was hungry, but the little snow monsters who had been with him for a long time were also hungry now, because they were afraid that he would lose their temper and dared not complain.

Joan didn't want to condone these hungry monsters attacking the ranch, but the ranch was on the way down the mountain, so he had to come up with an excuse as soon as possible, and persuade the old wolf Augustus to go to Elk Town by another road, so as to bypass the ranch.

Just as he was thinking about it, a gust of wind blew in his face, and there was a bloody smell in the wind.

Both the dire wolf and the snow monster had extremely keen senses of smell. When they smelled the bloody smell, they immediately became agitated, howling in the direction of the foul wind, and they all seemed extremely excited.

These ferocious and hungry beasts, once they smell blood, lose their minds and cannot be stopped.

Joan could only bite the bullet and lead the snow monster towards the direction of the bloody smell, feeling faintly uneasy.

Within half an hour, the wolves and the yeti arrived at the pasture.

The miserable scene in front of him confirmed Joan's concerns.

The pasture fence has been violently demolished, and the corpses of cattle and sheep are scattered on the grass.

About thirty snow monsters are happily catching cattle and sheep in the corral.

Joan quickly observed the surrounding environment. First of all, he was sure that the ranch was attacked by a large group of snow monsters not long ago, and the fence was breached.

However, judging from the livestock corpses left at the scene, most of the livestock, including all the horses, had been removed before the attack, leaving only four yaks and ten goats.

Although the scene was very bloody, there were only a few bullet-riddled corpses of snow monsters, but no human corpses. It can be seen that the herdsmen saw that the situation was not good, and fired two rounds of guns to delay the offensive of the monsters a little, and then drove the cattle and horses to retreat. A safe place down the mountain.

As for the few cattle and sheep abandoned here, they are more like bait deliberately left for monsters. It made them busy chasing cattle and sheep, scrambling to share food, so they couldn't care about chasing the retreating large herd of livestock.

This strategy of "throwing pawns to save the car" is an open secret among human herdsmen. It is not a clever strategy, but for the simple-minded snow monsters who are greedy for immediate benefits, this trick is always very effective.

Although the yaks were brave and strong, but the snow monsters surrounded them in groups of three and four, and it was not difficult to subdue them.

What really troubled the snow monsters was the group of lively goats.

The frightened goats blew up the camp, and all of them bleated and screamed and escaped from the fence. Instead of running down the mountain, they climbed up the steep cliff.

Not reconciled to giving up the mutton, the snow monsters cursed and climbed rocks with their bare hands and chased the goats.

The snow monster is actually an expert at climbing mountains, but compared with goats, its rock climbing skills are at least two ranks behind.

After finally climbing to the middle of the cliff, he suddenly slipped on the soles of his feet and fell down with a groaning sound. Even though he was covered with thick fur to cushion his body, he was bruised and swollen, dizzy and unable to get up for a long time.

It so happened that two goats flew past Joan, danced lightly, and sprinted up the cliff.

Joan stopped and turned to look at the back of the goat.

The little snow monsters behind him also started buzzing and commotion, watching the back of the goat eagerly, gulping their saliva, eager to try.

If you only count the cost and economic benefits, raising goats is actually not as cost-effective as raising cattle, horses or sheep.

There is always a flock of goats raised in the pastures in the mountains. They don't expect to make money from the goats, but to release the flock when monsters attack them, attracting monsters to chase them, and buying time to retreat.

The goats are tricky and dexterous, and each one is an expert in rock climbing. When the snow monsters work hard and finally climb the cliff and hunt the escaped goats, they will find that going down the mountain is more difficult than going up the mountain.

In the end, I could only curl up into a ball with the goat in my arms, and roll down from the top of the steep cliff. The head was broken and the blood flowed lightly, not to mention the time wasted.

The snow monsters always fall into this kind of evil tricks, but they don't have a long memory, and they will still commit the old habit of "losing the watermelon and picking up the sesame seeds" afterwards.

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