The night was getting darker, and the boy crawling on the ground was dozing, then took out a piece of ginger, wiped it on his nose, sobering his head a little. Looking at the lamb tied in front of him, he shook his energy and continued to lurk.

It was cold and I didn’t even have a warm fur coat. I lay on the cold ground and leaned on the rag on my chest to slow down. Once I fell asleep, I could easily freeze to death in my sleep, but I couldn’t make a fire to keep warm, so I could only bear it.

Therefore, it is dangerous and difficult to lurk on snowy nights, and it is not something that ordinary people can tolerate.

But for a teenager, this is nothing compared to the pain of losing his parents.

He lurked quietly. After a while, the lamb's screams became rapid, and he was even a little frightened. He struggled constantly, as if he wanted to break free from the hemp rope and escape.

In an instant, the tiger roared, and a strong wind blew, and a colorful tiger flashed in the forest. The lamb was so scared that it shivered by the roar. After the second tiger roar, the lamb was so scared that it collapsed to the ground.

Just as the tiger pounced on the lamb, the young man who had been lurking for a long time pulled the crossbow machine, and a "bang" sounded, and the arrow flew towards the tiger like lightning.

But the tiger general pressed his front paws to the ground, jumped and avoided the fatal blow.

Another tiger roar, shaking the snow from the tree. The King of Beasts stared at the boy who ambushed him, his fangs were exposed, and he was very angry.

The boy who failed to hit the attack ended his fear, stood up and bent his bow and arrow, aimed at the tiger that was rushing towards him, and then put on the bowstrings after counting breaths.

The tiger flashed to the side, but failed to avoid the oncoming arrow, because the arrow did not exist - the young man used a trick and released an empty string, but did not shoot the arrow.

In the flash of lightning, the boy bent his bow and arrow again, facing the big tree, and aimed at the tiger that was approaching quickly.

The huge "king" character on the tiger's forehead seemed extremely clear to the boy, and the distance between the two sides was quickly shortened. It was basically a delusion to try to kill with an arrow.

Therefore, it is unreliable to rely on arrows.

The boy stomped his feet suddenly, and in front of him a wooden fence that looked like the word "30". The end was stepped on by him and stepped on to the bottom of the pit.

At the front end of the wooden fence are three sharpened wooden stakes, raised high, just facing the rushing tiger.

With the "puff" sound, the tiger was penetrated by three sharpened wooden stakes and rushed towards the boy with a huge impulse. The sound of breaking came out. One person and a tiger squeezed under the tree and squeezed into a ball.

After a while, the boy struggled to get up, holding a dagger in his hand, looking at the bloody and dead tiger in front of him, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

"Beast, beast! I'm going to give my life back!"

The boy cried and stabbed the tiger's corpse with a dagger, but after a few pricks, he found something wrong: Why didn't the lamb say anything?

Amid the heavy gasp, a black shadow appeared in the forest, and another tiger appeared in his sight, and his body was even more majestic than the first one.

Although it was cold and frozen, the boy was sweating like slurry at this time, beads of sweat as big as beans slid down his cheeks, and his hand holding the dagger was trembling.

There are no two tigers in a mountain, and tigers have always been alone, how could they be... a bastard, they are actually a male and a female!

All the traps were used up, and it was impossible to run away. The desperate young man held a dagger in his hand and looked at the approaching tiger. His eyes were stubborn and determined. After a moment of hesitation, he howled and rushed forward.

Beast! I'm not afraid of you!

The young man who was about to reunite with Ye Niang forgot his fear and burst out full of anger, giving him the power of courage.

The sound of breaking through the air came, and a feather arrow came from behind, flew across the boy's cheek, and shot straight into the tiger's eyes.

The sudden fatal blow made the tiger rushing towards the prey lose balance, and knocked the thin boy away, ran a few more steps, and fell to the ground dejectedly.

The boy lying on the ground struggled to get up, touched the rag in front of his chest, and then touched the back of his chest, making sure that he had not been knocked apart. Then he looked at the lying tiger and the arrow inserted into his eyes.

Before he could come back to his senses, he saw several men walking outside the forest.

The men were wearing armor and holding weapons such as knives, cards, short spears, bows and arrows, and surrounded him in loose formations. There seemed to be someone following him, leading a few horses.

Before, no one was wearing a braid and was thin. First, he looked at the two tiger corpses on the ground, then looked at the boy, showed an expression of approval, and said, "Little brother, you dare to hunt tigers alone. You are very awesome!"

The accent was a bit strange, mixed with familiar dialects. It seemed that outsiders were trying hard to speak in local accents. The boy could barely understand. Before he could answer, he heard the other party ask: "Little brother, are you okay?"

"No...it's okay..."

"It's fine."

The man took off his cloak, covered the boy, and asked his companions to clean up the scene.

The boy wrapped in a cloak and felt a little warmth. He couldn't help but sniffle. He took the cake handed over by the other party, and ate it so hard that he ate it. He started crying.

The men ignored him and packed up the tiger's corpse. Soon, the sound of horse hooves sounded outside the forest, and the sound of horse hooves became increasingly dense, as if many cavalrymen gathered here.

The young man who was crying suddenly felt that the wind had stopped. When he looked up, he saw a young general riding a horse and stopping in front of him.

The general was wearing armor and riding a tall horse, looking majestic. He first looked at the scene in the forest, heard someone say a few words, and then looked at the boy: "Little brother, you... are you... alone here to fight for your life, and your family is killed?"

The accent from other places was barely understood, and the boy sobbed: "Aye, my mother, have been harmed by the tiger!"

The general was silent when he heard this, looked at the ragged boy and said, "Little brother."

The boy looked up and looked at the other person.

"Be stronger." The general looked at him, "If this happens, nothing will be taken away!"

The young man looked at the general blankly, and there seemed to be something bumping out in his heart. He saw the other party untied his sword and threw it into his arms.

"Will you go with me?"

Faced with this question, the young man didn't know how to answer it. He didn't know what "widow" means. If he was called a "widow", the general was obviously a man, and he could not be a widow.

Could it be that the man whose wife died is the ‘widow’?

When the general saw the boy, he was a little stunned and said, "I am very strong."

When the boy heard this, he looked at the general, but saw the other direction and smiled, then drove his mount forward. For some reason, he held his sword and ran forward in a daze. His feet wearing rag shoes were stepped on the ground, and he didn't feel cold anymore.

As he ran, his feet stumbled down to the ground. The boy got up and continued to run forward, following the "witness" and running out of the woods.

Then he was stunned.

Under the night, in the north wind, in the wilderness, a large number of cavalry were advancing south. The flags fluttering in the wind were all blurred patterns, but the tiger-headed flags were particularly conspicuous.

The boy looked at the army that marched at night and was so shocked that he had nothing to say.

Several cavalry approached and reported to the "wife": "King, come forward to report, the campsite is ready, the campsite is three miles south of the south, and you can arrive in a while!"

"Okay, keep moving forward!"

‘I’m so imposingly giving orders, then looked at the boy: “Are you going to go together?”
Chapter completed!