On the endless Menggu prairie, it has never been as quiet and beautiful as the clouds and the vast wilderness, and the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep as in the book.

If any herdsmen understand this verse, it is estimated that they will scold you for being stupid on the spot, and you can not only see cattle and sheep in the windswept grassland, but also jackals there!

The ecological chain of the Menggu grassland is very complete, and the herdsmen naturally stand at the top of the biological chain, and the cattle, sheep and horses are driven by natural selection because they do not have fangs as weapons, and they do not have the skills of grassland rats and rabbits.

Animals that chose humans generally lived more comfortably, and although cattle, sheep, and horses were driven by herders to make them practical, their populations became larger.

There is only one untamed animal in the grassland, and this animal is the nightmare of all animals on the grassland, including herders.

That's the steppenwolf!

Steppe wolves live in packs and hunt in groups, and each group is commanded by a wolf.

On a snowy night, after the herdsmen blew out the oil lamps and fell into a deep sleep, the night carnival belonging to the steppe wolves had just begun.

The head wolf is responsible for commanding, and there are at least a dozen strong male wolves under the head wolf who are responsible for attacking, and the rest of the wolves are responsible for surrounding and guarding on all sides.

Under these conditions, the fence of the herdsmen's enclosure for cattle and sheep is not very high, and the strong steppe wolf only needs to jump high to break into the flock, and the nightmare of the sheep begins at the command of the head wolf.

A pack of forty wolves would have to eat at least ten sheep a day to survive, but this is not the case.

In the event that a wolf attacks a flock, at least 100 sheep are killed and more are injured.

For no other reason, in a panic, the wolves bit indiscriminately, and even if the sheep struggled to run away, they often died due to excessive blood loss, and the herdsmen could only see frozen corpses in the morning.

In addition, it is also a difficult task to climb over the fence of the sheep, and it is better to say that it is difficult to carry a sheep in your mouth.

Sheep that are killed by steppenwolves tend to look for new prey if they are too heavy to take out......

Almost every herder encounters several wolf raids on sheep several times a year, and the white plague is not only a disaster for herders, but even worse for wolves.

On the endless Menggu grassland, year after year, all the animals are trying to live, and for this, they do everything they can.

The Menggu mastiff is a product of the emergence of the steppe wolf, the Menggu mastiff is a quiet animal, they are observant, calm, brave and fearless, and indomitable.

Grassland herders choose dog breeds almost as the only criterion for fierceness and fear of wild beasts, and the Menggu mastiff is the only mastiff on the grassland that dares to challenge the wolves alone.

What is especially dangerous is that the Menggu mastiff will not give any warning when it launches an attack, the biting dog does not bark, and the fierce Menggu does not need to rely on barking to strengthen its momentum.

As long as the herdsman gives the order, the Menggu mastiff will not hesitate to pounce on any animal, including the enemy!

"Patriarch, Senge gave birth to seven puppies! You see! Seeing Baba coming in a hurry, a man who looked like a house slave carefully picked up a puppy and showed off to his master.

"Hahaha, Senge is really good, I will give you a meal today, mutton, beef or horse meat are up to you!" Babara took the puppy and was overjoyed.

He crouched down and put the puppy next to Senge, stroking Senge's head without saying anything to boast.

The mastiff named Senge shook his tail slightly in response, and then licked the rows of puppies under his belly vigorously, and at the same time his ears moved alertly, and he raised his head to look behind Babala.

"Lao Ba, this is your Gangri Senge?" Liu Hong gradually walked behind Babala and was about to pat Babala on the shoulder.

Lying on the ground, Gangri Senge immediately crouched up, as if thinking about something.

"Senge, squat, your own people!" Baba didn't want to reply to Liu Hongji, but took the lead in appeasing and giving orders to Gangri Senge.

The dog was obedient, and immediately wagged its tail and lay down again, not to attack, but to be loyal to its master when a stranger came, whether friend or foe.

"Yes, my lord, this is my dog, it saved my life!" Baba then told Liu Hongjian about an encounter more than three years ago.

It was also a snowy night, and the Ujumuqin tribe was attacked by the Naiman tribe in an attempt to steal their cattle and sheep, and Baba urgently summoned hundreds of brothers to fight back.

However, the herdsmen were far apart, and the Naiman tribe was a collective assault, and several domestic slaves around Babala were all killed, and he was surrounded by several enemies.

At the last moment, Gangri Senge and the two mastiffs of that day attacked in the dark night, and that day helped Baba carry a fatal knife, and only killed a Tartar before dying.

Having lost his partner and his master and being seriously injured, Gangri Senge screamed wildly into the sky, biting two people to death and one person with the strength of a dog, and saving Babala, who was lying in a pool of blood.

Since then, Gangri Senge has become Babala's family and has been following Babala's eastward migration.

"It's a good dog to protect the Lord!" Liu Hong gradually listened to the whisper, he wanted to step forward and touch it, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea.

The main responsibility of the mastiff is to take care of the sheep to prevent them from getting lost, they are medium in size, flexible in movement, and can be used as a broom when they see their owner's tail.

The Menggu mastiff is tall and mighty, and his temperament is quiet and cold, and when he sees his master, he is not as excited as a shepherd dog and sweeps the floor, at most he shakes it in greeting.

They also do not need to learn any commands, and even after training, they are lazy in carrying out orders, preferring verbal praise from their owners to food.

They do not eat food from outside their families, and when a wolf attacks their flock, they burst out of their lazy state, and are as fierce as a lion and as sharp as a falcon.

Grassland herders can leave the sheepdog, but they can't do without the Menggu mastiff, which is treated as a herder's family and is the only domestic animal in the vast grassland that can be named.

To this day, people on horseback who want to approach the herdsmen's tents have to shout at a great distance from the tents, and they do not dare to dismount until the owner has drunk the Mongolian mastiff.

"My lord, my dog gave birth to seven, I'll give one to the adult, they are good at taking care of the home." Baba stood up and said, his face indescribably sincere.

Liu Hong gradually has a great favor in Uzhumuqin, and Baba has always felt that he should find an opportunity to repay him, and these puppies are the best gift for him.

That is the trust of the steppe people, and the ancient people of the alliance only give their own dogs and cubs to those closest to them.

PS: I'm sorry, I wanted to speed up the plot, but on a whim, I remembered a book I read many years ago, and I described it a little too much carelessly, and the big dog who was loyal and never doubted the owner was really a good companion for humans.