Lord Highlander

Dozens of giant swamp crocodiles were lying on the edge of the swamp, basking in the sun with their bellies turned over. They were crowded together in such a dense way that it made one's scalp tingle.

Ordinary crocodiles are not difficult for these natives to deal with, but this swamp giant crocodile belongs to the category of monsters. It not only has rough skin and thick flesh, but also has a strong bite force, and can also release water arrows. It can easily pierce a tree trunk tens of meters away, and this kind of swamp is a famous sprinter in the swamp.

The swamp in front of me, where half of the thighs will sink in if you step on it, is a paradise for giant crocodiles. Cut off.

This kind of swamp giant crocodile belongs to the first level of monsters, and it is a monster that the natives would never dare to provoke.

The leather of the swamp giant crocodile is also very precious. If you can meet an imperial merchant, you can sell it for a good price.

Several indigenous hunters crouched behind the barley and gently pushed aside the wild grass in front of them. They saw the giant swamp crocodiles huddled in the swamp to bask in the sun. The wrinkles on hunter Agari's forehead were extremely deep. He spoke to everyone in the indigenous language. explain:

"There are too many crocodiles. We can't usually gather such swamp giant crocodiles here, but today it's a bit abnormal. I also know another place where the magic antelope is haunted. How about we go there to try our luck?"

Agari is the leader of these hunters. Not only is he familiar with this dense forest, he has rich jungle survival experience, but he can also judge unknown dangers in advance.

The other hunters are very convinced of him, and generally as long as it is Agari's proposal, these hunters will strictly implement it.

Agari's lips are very thick, his eyes are black and bright, and his body is as strong as a bull. He strides forward and walks ahead. The indigenous hunters feel that there is a huge risk in hunting the swamp giant crocodile here, so they start slowly. Back up and follow Agari back.

He Boqiang and Mo Li followed behind the hunters.

Molly was very happy during this hunting trip. She was always envious of these hunters in the village. As long as she was allowed to follow her, she was already satisfied. She never thought about hunting monsters or anything like that.

When the team walked into the edge of the woodland, they happened to see a section of a big tree lying sideways on the ground.

He Boqiang passed by the big tree, and saw that the inside of the trunk was hollow, and this tree was actually a rare ironwood. The most valuable core of this ironwood had rotted away and fell to the edge of the forest. After pondering carefully for a while, he felt that his method was feasible, so he stopped.

When Molly saw He Boqiang stop, she also stopped.

He Boqiang's native language is terrible, but he can still speak the basic meaning clearly. He said to Molly, "Maybe I have a way to catch those giant swamp crocodiles..."

"Agari, wait a minute!"

Molly ran to the front of the team like a deer, stopped the indigenous hunter Agari, and said: "Little Duck said he has a way to catch the swamp giant crocodile, I think we should listen to his opinion!"

Agari turned his thick purple lips, turned around and strode back, came to He Boqiang, stared at him and asked seriously: "Are you sure?"

He Boqiang nodded, took out a handful of fine steel arrow clusters from his pocket, and said, "We can try, even if we don't succeed, there is no loss!"

"Well, let's see what ideas you can come up with!" Agari said, and then asked He Boqiang: "Is there anything we can do for you?"

"Help me insert these steel arrow clusters into the tree hole of this big tree!" He Boqiang threw the steel arrow clusters to Agari and said.

Agari reached out and tapped the iron wood hard, frowned and said: "How is this possible, this tree is harder than iron, if we had a way to deal with it, it would have already become a hardwood bow in our hands."

"Maybe it can be done with a dagger."

After finishing speaking, He Boqiang pulled out the dagger that Suldak gave him from his leather boots, and then he went into the tree hole that could only accommodate one person crawling, and used the dagger to drill round holes in the center of the tree. Use an ax to plant those fine steel arrow clusters obliquely.

Seeing He Boqiang's demonstration, these indigenous hunters followed He Boqiang to bury iron thorns in the heart of the tree.

According to He Boqiang's method, our iron thorns are only exposed in the heart of the tree, and all the iron thorns are inclined in the same direction.

Molly squatted at the entrance of the tree hole, looking at He Boqiang curiously, with a trace of blind worship in her eyes.

Agari, who was peeking at Molly, lowered his head with gloomy eyes, and his stubborn eyes were full of unwillingness. He buried steel arrow clusters in the heart of the tree with other indigenous hunters. The aboriginals are pure in heart, and often like Written on their faces, this is not only their advantage, but also their fatal flaw.

Soon everyone filled the hollow iron tree with the 'teeth' of fine steel arrow clusters, and then He Boqiang and the indigenous hunters pushed the iron tree to the edge of the swamp. He Boqiang then asked Agari to hunt some hares and pheasants in the jungle.

Agari didn't refuse, and soon ran back with a bunch of pheasants, some of which had arrows stuck in them, dripping blood dripping down.

Molly looked at He Boqiang curiously, and saw that He Boqiang tied a pheasant still dripping with blood to a thin rope, and then let the indigenous hunter take Molly into the woods to hide, but he walked slowly towards the edge of the swamp .

Aboriginal hunters have a natural sense of fear of the giant crocodile in the swamp. When they saw He Boqiang walking towards the giant crocodile in the swamp with a pheasant in his hands, his face showed a frightened expression.

In fact, Molly didn't dare, but she was a little worried about He Boqiang. In the end, she gritted her teeth, ran out of the woods with a pale face, and chased He Boqiang.

Seeing Molly chasing after him, He Boqiang quickly backed away, pulled her into the woods, and helped her wait here quietly, not to run around, and then moved towards the edge of the swamp again.

...

A bloody pheasant slowly slipped past the swamp. Those swamp giant crocodiles seemed to know that these pheasants were light and fast and were usually hard to catch, so they ignored them at all, but the pheasant suddenly stopped at a Next to the mouth of the giant swamp crocodile, that giant swamp crocodile seemed to be able to swallow a pheasant with one mouth.

So the giant crocodile lazily opened its big mouth, and bit down on the pheasant while it was not paying attention.

The pheasant suddenly moved two meters sideways, just avoiding the big mouth of the giant swamp crocodile.

The giant swamp crocodile didn't chase after it immediately, he huddled among the crocodiles and refused to crawl out, but the pheasant seemed to be refusing to move, and just stopped on the grass.

The giant swamp crocodile squinted its eyes and suddenly opened its mouth and shot a water arrow. The water arrow pierced through the pheasant. The pheasant didn't even make any screams, and just swayed into the grass, as if it might die at any time.

Seeing that the water arrow hit the pheasant, the swamp giant crocodile was willing to give up, and chased after it with a big tail.

Almost every time, when the pheasant with strange behavior is about to be chased, the pheasant will dodge just right, until the pheasant stops at the opening of a tree, and the swamp giant crocodile slowly crawls over, intending to take a bite. He swallowed it, but most of its head was stuck into the tree hole, and the chicken was right in front of it, and it was only a little bit away from eating it.

The giant swamp crocodile flicked its big tail, and its four legs slammed into it. Its huge body filled the tree hole, but the more it went in, the narrower the tree hole became, and some hard things came out of it. It passed under the belly, and the swamp giant crocodile didn't pay much attention. After it finally ate the cold pheasant, it found that it was already in the tree hole, and it couldn't get out of the tree hole no matter what. I can squeeze forward little by little, hoping to get out of the hole in front.

The swamp giant crocodile had exhausted its strength, but it couldn't break through the ironwood tree trunk. It was stuck in the tree hole and could only squeeze forward a little bit.

It spewed out several water arrows crazily, but unfortunately those water arrows could not penetrate the trunk of the iron tree. It wanted to retreat, but every time it retreated, it always hurt like a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

It squeezed desperately forward in the tree hole, and finally it saw the end of the tree hole, and it stuck its head out of the tree hole...

In front of it is a piece of wild grass and dense forest, and above its head is a piece of blue sky...and an ax hanging in midair.

At this time, it wanted to go back into the tree hole, but it felt like there were countless fingers poking it, and it couldn't go back no matter what. It wanted to get out of the tree hole, but its body was stuck in the tree hole. I can't get out no matter what.