Chapter 149: Driving the Tiger to Swallow the Wolf

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“Mr. Hao, will this tiger urine really work?” Xianyu Bao said, both excited and a little doubtful.

“Hehe, General Xianyu, there are things you do not know.” Mr. Hao said calmly and confidently: “Due to the climate and terrain, the northwest wind blows all year round on this Chaotic Stone Ridge, and the wind direction just happens to be aimed at the den of that Gold-rank One-Horned Tiger. Tigers, being fierce beasts, like to mark their territory and live there, using their own urine to mark the territory and warn others of their kind not to enter. If humans or other animals enter his territory, he will treat them as prey or food, and if he is not hungry, he will be too lazy to pay attention. But if another tiger dares to ignore his warning and intrude into his territory, it will be seen as a provocation and an infringement on his throne. In order to defend his territory and the dignity of his kingship, he will definitely go out to fight. Although the Gold-rank One-Horned Tiger is a Demonic Beast with considerable wisdom, it cannot escape the nature of a tiger after all. That is the reason why one mountain cannot contain two tigers. Just like a human king, facing a challenge to his throne, he will certainly strike back.”

“Mr. Hao, you are truly full of wisdom.” Xianyu Bao said with a face full of admiration: “You even know this kind of knowledge.”

“This plan is not really my credit; I am just making use of the situation.” Mr. Hao said, stroking his beard like an immortal : Before the Lord left, he instructed General Zhou Han to wipe out the Gold-rank Tiger, and the items were specifically prepared by General Zhou Han’s scout unit for the cleanup operation. As for using tiger urine to anger and lure tiger-type Demonic Beasts, it is recorded in many ancient texts. Some teams that specialize in clearing out Demonic Beasts also use this kind of strategy. I just didn’t expect that the Blood Wolf Army would come, and Yuwen Hu would come too, hehe.”

“I understand this; Mr. Hao’s move is called the strategy of driving the wolf to swallow the tiger.” Xianyu Bao’s eyes shone with light as he laughed heartily: “Since that is the case, I will not fight with the Gold-rank One-Horned Tiger for the position of vanguard general.”

Just as the Blood Wolf Soldiers were in a commotion, the Butcher Yuwen Hu sniffed hard twice. Immediately, his expression, which was already somewhat ferocious, became even more fierce. He instinctively let out a tiger roar towards the sky. The sound was deep, domineering, and long-lasting, spreading into the distance.

That tiger roar carried a trace of provocation amidst its high pitch. It was as if a beast king who ruled a mountain had his dignity and living territory violated.

“Eh? I didn’t expect Yuwen Hu’s beast nature to be so deep; smelling some tiger urine stimulated the tiger nature in him.” Mr. Hao said with slight surprise: “He has been back in the human world for so long, yet he still hasn’t shaken off the influence of the White Demonic Tiger that raised him. It seems that a person’s childhood experiences can indeed affect his entire life. This Yuwen Hu, I’m afraid until now, still regards himself as a tiger, a tiger living in the human world. Since he took the lead in provoking, the success rate of our plan has greatly increased. General Xianyu, let’s avoid the limelight for now, so we don’t block the Gold-rank One-Horned Tiger for him.”

Strategies can never be one hundred percent successful. What Mr. Hao could do was to consider various factors and possibilities as much as possible to make up for and correct his plan. As the saying goes, man proposes, God disposes; even the most outstanding strategists and advisors have to rely on the will of heaven for thirty percent.

Sure enough, not long after Yuwen Hu’s tiger roar fell, a tiger’s roar came from the distant hill, deep and domineering, responding from afar.

Even across a long distance, one could feel the anger, majesty, and warning of that Gold-rank One-Horned Tiger.

In that instant, Yuwen Hu seemed to feel as if he had returned to his childhood, the childhood that made him nostalgic but was full of slaughter and thrill. He remembered his mother, the White Tiger, teaching him how to hunt and how to fight. What impressed him most was that because the snow was too heavy that year, the food in the territory decreased drastically. He was very hungry.

His mother had to take him and invade other tigers’ territories to find food, and had to expand her own territory. He remembered clearly that his mother used that tiger roar of hers at that time to provoke the other party.

And the other party also gave a response just like that Gold-rank Tiger. That voice was full of contempt and expulsion. The tiger roar was deep and domineering, making people feel its power and majesty.

The mother felt the other party’s strength and felt fear in her heart, hesitating to leave. But when her eyes saw him, and saw that he was already starving to death, she let out an even more high-pitched tiger roar to respond at that time. It was an asymmetrical battle; the mother was too hungry to have strength, while the other party was a strong male tiger. But the mother, with her tenacity and desperation, when she was finally bitten all over with wounds, seized the opportunity to bite right on the throat of that male tiger. She bit down hard, never letting go. No matter how that tiger tore her body with its sharp claws, she refused to let go.

He remembered clearly that during that time, the mother and son ate tiger meat deliciously. But the price the mother paid was scars all over her body and a crippled leg.

In Yuwen Hu’s ferocious and fierce expression, two tears flowed down, and his fighting spirit was high. He spread his hands and used all his strength to let out an angry tiger roar towards the sky, shaking some weathered loose rocks until they fell clattering down the hill.

On the distant hill, after the Gold-rank One-Horned Tiger roared again, there was no more movement.

“Howl, howl, howl.” Although the Blood Wolf Soldiers were also extremely exhausted now, hearing Yuwen Hu’s high-spirited tiger roar, they were also stimulated with emotions and beast nature, howling wildly along with him.

Mr. Hao, who was retreating and avoiding, frowned with some doubts. At such a critical moment, Yuwen Hu clearly felt the strength of the Gold-rank One-Horned Tiger, so why did he provoke again? Even if he hasn’t shed his beast nature, even a Demonic Beast would retreat if it knew it was no match, right?

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it for the moment. In any case, the situation moved another step in the direction he hoped for. His purpose was very simple: before the Lord returned, he would not let down the Lord’s trust and entrustment, and protect the foundation of Yehe Town.

Helian Bo was full of depression. Seeing all this, he cursed secretly; a madman is a madman, simply unreasonable. He no longer had any expectation for this grand plan of revenge. He quietly went to win over some Horse Bandit leaders. Those Horse Bandits were actually feeling quite aggrieved too. Fearing Yuwen Hu and fearing the Blood Wolf Soldiers, they had to go along with them involuntarily. These few days were the most painful days for these Horse Bandits. They were Horse Bandits, not madmen.

And those people of the Blood Wolf Soldiers, following the madman Yuwen Hu, also turned into madmen.

The Horse Bandit leaders, who had long thought of retreating, hit it off with Helian Bo immediately. Although Helian Bo’s personal strength was not as good as Yuwen Hu’s, he was a rational human being after all.

Under Helian Bo’s lead, taking advantage of the current chaotic situation, the Horse Bandits began to move back constantly, slowly occupying the rear. They were ready to retreat at any time if the situation looked bad.

In a short while, amidst another roar from Yuwen Hu. One could only smell a strong bloody wind, and a giant tiger with a single horn, white with black stripes, measuring over two zhang from head to tail and bigger than an ox, pounced into the army from the darkness on high. The cold sharp claws extending from its tiger paws were fully half a foot long; with a casual sweep, it tore a Blood Wolf Soldier in half at the waist.

That unlucky Blood Wolf Soldier had his upper and lower body almost completely severed, yet he couldn’t die for a while. He lay on the ground constantly twisting his body, screaming in extreme terror. The sound echoed in the night sky and the mountain hollow, making one’s cold hair stand up in fright.

When the fierce Blood Wolf Soldiers met the even more ferocious Gold-rank One-Horned Tiger, the result was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. That Gold-rank One-Horned Tiger was majestic in posture, as sturdy as an elephant, but countless times more agile than an elephant. Whenever it moved, it stirred up a bloody wind. Wherever it passed, under its tiger claws, the scene was indescribably tragic.

In just a few moments, seven or eight Blood Wolf Soldiers were either heavily wounded or directly torn apart. For a time, the Blood Wolf Soldiers holding torches felt fear in their hearts.

“Howl~” With a roar like a ferocious beast, Yuwen Hu rushed over with his long-handled giant axe, taking advantage of the moment when the One-Horned Tiger was biting a elite Blood Wolf Soldier. The giant axe tore through the air in the dark night, drawing a mournful and fierce arc, as if it wanted to slash through the night.

The One-Horned Tiger keenly sensed the danger. Its figure flashed, and the giant axe brushed past its side, slashing through the Gang Qi formed by its power and cutting a blood mark a foot long on its tiger body.

Injured, the Gold-rank One-Horned Tiger roared even more fiercely, with thick killing intent in its eyes. It gave an angry roar and pounced fiercely towards Yuwen Hu. Yuwen Hu was considered a very burly man, but under the massive size of the One-Horned Tiger, he looked like a small child.

Yet Yuwen Hu was not afraid at all. His eyes were even fiercer and more brutal than the One-Horned Tiger. Relying on his powerful personal strength, he fought into a ball with the One-Horned Tiger. He roared continuously, shouting for the Blood Wolf Soldiers to attack.

Many Blood Wolf Soldiers also worshipped Yuwen Hu very much. Seeing their main general so brave, they were immediately stimulated with bloodiness, waving their scimitars and long spears to charge and kill.

Even more Blood Wolf Soldiers who were skilled in archery, under Yuwen Hu’s bloody bravery, overcame the fear in their hearts. They drew their bows and shot arrows, and the arrows rained down on the One-Horned Tiger.

The One-Horned Tiger’s figure was very agile, dodging many arrows, but some still hit it. Because of its Protective Gang Qi and tiger skin defense, most could only penetrate half an inch or an inch, unable to hurt its foundation.

In a fierce battle, in an instant, twenty or thirty Blood Wolf Soldiers were already lying on the ground. But Yuwen Hu didn’t care. In his emotions like a mad tiger, there was only one thought: to kill this One-Horned Tiger. This One-Horned Tiger reminded him of the one his mother bit to death. Equally majestic, equally powerful.

He wanted to kill it, eat its heart and Crystal Core. He wanted to become stronger; only with greater power could he and his mother never go hungry again. Only in that way could he and his mother, who had a lame leg and could not hunt, survive together.

Kill, kill, kill~

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