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Chapter 677 Harvest the spoils

As an experienced old hunter, Bi Fang obviously has a lot of patience. He carried the three fools and slowly followed the musk ox, keeping a certain distance while ensuring that the other party would not notice it.

sucker Punch.

On the snowy field, there is a rather comical "toothpick" stuck in the huge body of the musk ox, which is exactly the short spear thrown by the Bifanxu dart.

Originally there were two, but when the musk ox came to a narrow dense forest and rubbed behind a tree, one of them broke and fell to the ground.

"I can feel that its condition is getting worse, its forward speed is changing, and its rest time is getting longer and longer."

Bi Fang picked up the broken short spear on the ground. There were very obvious blood stains on it. It was the blood that overflowed from the musk ox wound and left along the spear handle.

He had waited for three hours for this moment, but it was all worth it.

Spend a few more hours to minimize the risk, there is no better deal than this.

"Now we need a suitable terrain to do it, preferably a depression, so that we can weaken the musk ox's attack power to the greatest extent."

The biggest threat to the musk ox is its unrivaled collision. If it can force the opponent into a depression, it will be a large target and unable to carry out any attack.

It is difficult for large food animals to exert their advantages in small places except for trampling.

"There is a rock pit ahead. We can try it and see if we can force it into it."

Bi Fang, who was lying behind the rock, watched for a long time and finally decided to take action in advance.

In order to better hunt, Bifang had already surveyed the terrain near the musk oxen. There were not only woods but also many rocks in front of him, making it the best place.

But when Bi Fang led Sansha and jumped out of the rock, and just when he was about to move forward, there was great resistance from the dog rope on his hand. Looking back, he found that Fugui and Wangcai had already been lying on the ground, letting Bifang pull them.

I just don’t understand dog leashes.

"An unsatisfying thing!"

Bi Fang was a little annoyed. Then he looked at Goudan beside him. He was obviously braver and even a little eager to try. He was indeed the dog closest to the wolf.

Seeing this, Bifang kicked Fugui and Wangcai's butts, let go of Goudan's leash, and jumped out of the rock pile with him.

"Goudan, let's go!"

It was still a sneak attack from behind the musk ox, but the musk ox had become much more alert after the experience. As soon as Bifang jumped out, it reacted, quickly turned around, and let out a low roar.

Bi Fang did not approach rashly and quickly rushed to the other side. Goudan ran in front of him, looking very excited.

A gene called hunting awakens in its body...

"Ouch!"

Erha suddenly fell to the ground and flew out under the influence of inertia, rolling on the snow, his originally dark hair covered with white snow.

Bi Fang glanced at the rocks buried under the snow layer out of the corner of his eye and twitched his lips, but did not stop because of this. He came to the other side of the rock pit under the eyes of the musk ox.

The dog bit the stone angrily after being thrown into the mud. When he saw Bi Fang running away, he ran to him with the stone in his mouth.

Bi Fang easily took the stone out of its mouth and threw it at the musk ox.

He did not use a throwing spear. The musk ox was already weak to a certain extent. If he acted too much, he would most likely run away instead of charging after being provoked.

The fist-sized stone struck the musk ox right on the horns of the musk ox.

Bi Fang's strategy undoubtedly worked. Although the musk ox was so weak that it could hardly stand, the musk ox was still enraged when its proud strength was hit by a stone.

"It's much easier for animals to provoke emotions than for humans."

Bi Fang sighed with emotion, then pulled Goudan and quickly retreated, hitting the musk ox accurately with one stone after another.

Soon, the extremely weak musk ox stepped on the grass and prepared to charge again.

Bifang, who noticed this detail, took out the rope, and the sensitive audience immediately noticed the knot on the rope.

Yes, this is the most common Western cowboy collar in movies. Once it is in the collar, it will become tighter and tighter as long as force is applied.

The snow on the ground was dug up by the thick hooves of the ox, and the gravel on the stone team began to tremble. The musk ox launched a charge, but in the sight of Bifang, who was concentrating, the speed of the musk ox was more than a step slower.

It seems to be looking at the bicycles on the roadside, or the shared ones.

Seeing the right moment, Bifang threw out the rope in his hand, and accurately wrapped it around the horns of the musk ox, and then quickly wrapped it around the trees nearby.

Under the huge pulling force, even the musk ox was staggered.

From a third-person perspective, the audience clearly saw the astonishing bending of the musk ox's head, as if the musk ox's head would be pulled off its neck at the next moment.

The long rope collapsed straight and penetrated deeply into the bark of the tree. Under the huge pulling force, the entire musk ox fell to the ground.

This charge consumed all its strength, and it was very difficult for the beast, already exhausted from bleeding, to even stand.

Bi Fang simply tied a knot on the tree, took out his spear and charged towards the musk ox, stabbing it in the abdomen, and then quickly pushed it away. When the musk ox struggled to turn around, he launched a second charge.

This musk ox had reached its limit both in terms of physical strength and nerves. Facing Bifang's attack, it was unable to respond in time. It could only watch as holes after holes appeared in its body, causing it to bleed.

It's getting closer to death.

Even Goudan on the side bravely stepped forward to distract the musk ox and help Bifang create an opportunity to attack.

It's so exciting to stab and run away!

Bi Fang held the spear, his heart racing.

No matter how long the hair of a musk ox is, it is still vulnerable to sharp blades and can easily disembowel it and make a big hole.

After an unknown number of rounds, the riddled musk ox finally fell to the ground, losing so much blood that it could no longer lift its head.

Bi Fang did not approach easily, because the musk ox was not completely dead yet, its chest was still heaving, and the hot breath from its nostrils melted half of the snow.

A pair of huge eyes stared at Bi Fang, as if there was endless resentment, which made many viewers feel a little unbearable.

"That's what natural survival is like."

Bi Fang took out his dagger, went to the back of the musk ox's head, inserted it from the connection between the back of the head and the spine, and killed it with one blow.

The nearly half-ton beast was completely lifeless.

"call."

Bi Fang exhaled slowly, and he could feel himself sweating. The whole process seemed simple, but it was still very labor-intensive.

Fortunately, everything was worth it, now is the time to harvest the spoils.
Chapter completed!
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