Yang Huairen really doesn't know how to hunt.

The hunters on the grassland know that it is impossible to survive in the vast prairie by relying on the strength of one person, and only by uniting and cooperating can we hunt more adequate food, which is the law of survival on the grassland for thousands of years.

At first, Yang Huairen only thought that Yelu Hongji came out to hunt during the bowl festival, which was ritualistic, and he moved his muscles and bones a little, and shot a wild sheep and deer at will, so as to achieve his purpose of commemorating the ancient lifestyle of the Khitan people.

But he was wrong, and suddenly there was a whistle from the east, and a herd of bison came out of nowhere with hundreds of soldiers dressed as guards, riding on horseback.

In fact, the number of cattle is not very large, about thirty or forty, and there are some calves that do not look very big in the middle.

The bison all looked out of breath, they must have come from a long way off, and after a long run, their strength seemed to be exhausted.

When the herd of bison was driven to a hill not far in front of Yeluhonki, the guards stopped their pursuit, and then turned their horses and retreated.

Yeluhonki nodded in satisfaction, drew an arrow from behind him, and struck the bow with a metal arrow, and the crowd cheered.

Yang Huairen now understood that this was to hunt these bison.

Sure enough, no matter what kind of lifestyle a nation has, it has a set of ways of survival that have been explored for a long time and gradually emerged.

Hunting is the most primitive life wisdom of the Khitan people.

If you encounter a herd of bison on the grassland, it is enough to shoot a bison if you just want to meet the food needs of a herdsman.

But if it's a tribe, then they're going to hunt whole herds of bison.

At first, they would not shoot one of them, but hundreds of people would chase and intercept these bison, the bison are actually very explosive, but their endurance is not as good as that of horses, so they chase them for a while, and drive them to a slightly higher mountain, once the bison herd stops to replenish food, they are finished.

Or they were captured alive with a lasso, domesticated into captive cattle, or they were directly surrounded and killed, and not a single one was spared.

Yelu Hongji went out of the palace to celebrate the bowl festival, naturally he didn't need to do the things in front of him personally, what he had to do was to wait for the guards to chase the bison herd and couldn't run, drive the bison herd to the designated place, and he came to shoot them, so as to show that his nomadic skills were not abandoned because he sat in the temple.

When the bison herd saw that the menacing humans behind them were no longer chasing them, they stopped to rest, and the grass was fertile on the mountain packs, and they could replenish their overdrawn strength.

But the real danger came to them at this moment. Yelu Hongji skillfully commanded the people, and rode his horse slowly close to the mountain bag, until everyone had slowly walked to the bottom of the small mountain bag, less than a hundred steps away from the bison herd, and the bison herd still fled without alertness.

Or maybe they're too tired to run.

Because the terrain is a little higher and the bison are very large, they are a good target.

Yelu Hongji is the Khitan emperor, and this first arrow is naturally sent by him.

I saw Yeluhongki raise his head and stick his tongue upward. It was funny, but Jeluhonki did it naturally.

Yang Huairen hadn't seen it before, and he knew that Yelu Hongji really used the sensitive tip of his tongue to test the wind speed and direction, a skill that only skilled hunters could master.

When he found his senses, he drew his bow and arrow, took a slight aim, and shot an arrow at the herd of bison.

Yang Huairen didn't see exactly which bison the arrow was aimed at, but a moment later, a bison that appeared to be the strongest in the herd let out a miserable cry.

Yelu Hongji looked overjoyed, shouted, raised the bow in his hand above his head, and the people behind him also cheered, probably using this cheer to pat the emperor's ass.

Everyone else cheered, and Yang Huairen didn't seem to be able to keep silent, but he deliberately hid at the back of a group of people and just followed, so his shouting was a bit fake.

It's just that Yang Huairen's shouting like coping with business is in the eyes of Yelu Bawotai.

Instead of blaming him, Yelubawotai moved closer to him and asked with a smile, "Not used to it, right?" ”

Yang Huairen was a little embarrassed, and found a side reason to shirk it, "I don't usually ride a horse, let alone ride a horse for so far, and the saddle seems to be a bit big, I sit on it......"

Without waiting for Yang Huairen to finish speaking, Yelu Bawotai seemed to answer very intimately, "It's okay, those in the upper positions are all the same, you are still young, and the road ahead is still very long, you are so smart, you definitely don't need me to talk nonsense." ”

Yelu Bawotai spoke to Yang Huairen in a tone that seemed to be a narrative between his father-in-law and son-in-law, very kind and full of tolerance.

At that moment, Yang Huairen's heart was actually very warm, and he had the illusion that Yelu Bawotai was also his elder.

It's just that when he came back to his senses, he felt that something was not quite right with Jeruvarwotai. If it was just because he loved Yang Huairen as his son-in-law, it seemed that these words about the superior should not come out of the mouth of a person of his status.

There was no time for Yang Huairen to think, Yelu Hongji finished releasing the first arrow, and everyone also began to shoot arrows at the bison herd, and in an instant, hundreds of feathered arrows shot at the bison herd, covering almost the entire area where they were resting just now, leaving them with nowhere to hide.

Then there was another wailing of bison, and more than thirty bison, large and small, screamed like this at the same time, listening to Yang Huairen's ears, he felt a little heartbroken.

Although bison are not as large as captive cattle, their muscles are actually stronger than those of cattle, and even after a few arrows, they are not completely incapacitated.

The leading bison let out a long cry, and the herd began to flee.

When they find a direction, they run in the same direction, and when they do, they do not run around, but they surround the calves and the frail old cows and cows in the middle, and the stronger bulls fall behind and on the periphery, also to protect the old and weak bison.

"Chase!"

Yeluhonki shouted, and the people followed him on horseback and chased the fleeing buffalo.

Yang Huairen didn't know why, looking at the skillful hunting skills of these Khitans, but he couldn't bear it in his heart, and suddenly thought of a terrible picture, the Khitans were not hunting bison, but the people of other tribes who were oppressed by them.

But he couldn't do anything, he could only ride his horse to catch up, no matter how uncomfortable he felt in his heart, and he had to experience the scene of the Khitans' barbaric hunting and slaughtering of this herd of bison......