Chapter 840 - 411 Hunting the Bone-Winged Horse (4000 words)_2
Most of the other bone-winged horses had the strength of the Qi-Controlling stage, and the young bone-winged horses were protected in the middle, chewing on a piece of black panther meat. This black panther looked quite pitiful, with several bloody holes pierced through its body by bones, and its head completely smashed.
"Troublesome, there are too many of these bone-winged horses."
Jiang Shan’s face was extremely grave. Even for him, dealing with the leader of these bone-winged horses alone was difficult, not to mention the other hunters. The combat power of this group of bone-winged horses was terrifying.
"Be careful, the attack power of the bone-winged horses is very strong, they rely on the bones in their rear to attack. Our target isn’t the colts or stallions, but the old horses that are injured and have impaired mobility. When Lao Qi uses the fire fox blood to drive them, that’s when we strike." Jiang Shan said in a deep voice.
The other hunters also understood their tasks, each one getting ready. Even the battle-hardened hunters felt nervous when facing such late-stage Qi-Controlling desolate beasts, as one careless move could cost them their lives.
Everyone picked up their weapons. Jiang Shan opened a bamboo tube he carried with him, containing fire fox blood, and let everyone dab some of it onto their spears. Fire fox blood was lethal to bone-winged horses; this knowledge came from years of hunting experience shared by the Human Race in Changpan Valley.
"Xiao Houzi, go over there and watch how we deal with these bone-winged horses, learn how to hunt." Jiang Shan told Xiang Beifei to move to a relatively safe hillside nearby.
Xiang Beifei didn’t say much and went over.
Jiang Shan found a position, examining the terrain. It was sunken, a perfect setup for an ambush if the bone-winged horses passed by.
"The target is that old horse, don’t bother with the foals." Jiang Shan instructed again to his subordinates.
In the group, there was an old horse whose bone wings seemed ready to fall off, one bone wing was drooping, and the other was broken, as if it had been cut off in a struggle with some desolate beast. The bone wings were their strongest weapon, losing them was like a tiger losing its claws and teeth. To be safe, Jiang Shan chose to target this old horse.