My 1995 Small Farm.

"What?! An 800-pound wild boar?!"

"Are you kidding me?"

Zhao Dahai and the others were immediately taken aback.

"It's true, a wild boar king has emerged from the wild boar herd, and it's taking revenge on Xiongjia Village."

The young man from the Miao village, his face still bearing traces of childishness, said anxiously to the old man, "Grandpa Jiu, the wild boar that ran into our village at noon today must have come for revenge. With the wild boar king here, trouble is brewing in the mountains!"

The old man's expression suddenly turned serious.

"Wow, there really are wild boars that big..."

Seeing the old man's serious expression, Zhao Dahai and the others exchanged glances.

"some."

The lynx nodded and pulled them aside to talk.

At this moment, the two Taihang dogs following the lynx also started barking angrily, jumping around while pulling on their chains, their eyes fixed on the wild boar herd running wildly in the distance as the hunting party chased them, wishing they could pounce on them immediately and join the pursuit.

"Huh? Lynx, have you ever seen such a big wild boar king?"

Chen Ling also looked over with some surprise. He had heard the related rumors in magazines and from some old hunters.

"I've never seen a wild boar king this big in person, but I have seen the tusks and skeleton of a wild boar king..."

When Lynx talked about this, his eyes shone with an alarming light. "These big boars are generally called 'local tyrants' by old hunters. Even tigers and leopards wouldn't dare to mess with them."

A few years ago, I was tracking golden monkeys with Uncle Han and his friends in Shennongjia. We found a huge pig skeleton at a family's house in the mountains. When we asked them, the hunters there told us that twenty years ago, a wild boar king weighing over a thousand pounds appeared in their area.

At that time, the wild boar king led hundreds of pigs of all sizes, filling the hillside. It was just after sunset, and the sky was not completely dark yet. From a distance, it looked like a dark mass, like a boar demon, which was very frightening.

Later, three or four hundred people from several villages, along with packs of dogs, essentially the core of the local militia, went, but they dared not fight the wild boar king.

The dogs were frightened and dared not bark. Many dogs tucked their tails between their legs and backed away with their rear ends sticking out.

The experienced hunters also advised against hunting, fearing retaliation.

Finally, a young captain, worried that the pigs would roam freely, damage the crops, and ruin the year's harvest, ignored objections, went to the county, and sent troops to wipe out the pigs and the wild boar king in one fell swoop.

Afterwards, the county officials butchered and weighed the wild boar king's meat, which came to over 840 jin (approximately 420 kg).

Just think about it, that's over 800 pounds of meat.

Everyone gasped in shock after hearing this.

"Goodness, this is practically a spirit."

"Moreover, the wild boar king is leading hundreds of boars, which is terrifying just to hear about."

"Yes, it's fortunate that we have guns and cannons now. If it were in the old days, we would definitely be mistaken for a pig demon and would probably have to make offerings and worship it."

"..."

They were speaking quite loudly, and the old man from Ranjia Village overheard everything. He then chimed in, "Yes, if a wild boar king appears in the mountains, it's no small matter. Once a boar king appears in the mountains, a large group of wild boars will often come and gather."

The large pigs and piglets, all gathered together, could number anywhere from a hundred to two or three hundred.

We need to prepare some explosives quickly.

Otherwise, if we don't do anything about it, both people and crops will suffer.

Even if the appearance of a wild boar king doesn't directly threaten people's villages, we can't just hope that wild boars and people will live in harmony.

We cannot rely entirely on wishful thinking or luck, thinking that we don't need to worry about it just because the wild boars haven't come.

Moreover, some villages have already been affected.

A herd of wild boars is also heading this way.

Naturally, we cannot let our guard down.

After saying that, the old man frowned and looked at the hunting team shouting loudly to drive away the wild boars in the distant fields, and then asked, "The boar king didn't come to our Sanxiping, is it still in Xiongjiazhai?"

"No, that pig king first led a group of pigs to wander around the ancestral graveyard on the mountain. Many coffins in the caves were overturned, and it ate many recently buried corpses. The people of Xiongjia Village were so angry that they took guns and fought it to the death."

However... I heard that our guns can't hurt it.

Many people in Xiongjia Village were injured by that beast, and their hunting dogs were also killed or wounded. Many dogs had their necks bitten off or their skulls smashed in a single encounter; they couldn't stop it at all..."

The young man from Ranjia Village recounted the tragic scene.

"Later, when the Xiong Family Village started beating drums and we opened fire, the Pig King slowly came down the mountain and left, leaving a group of sows with their piglets running around everywhere."

"...What? Digging up graves is one thing, but eating human remains is another?"

Zhao Dahai and the others couldn't help but step forward from behind Chen Ling and ask questions with wide eyes.

"Eat, wild boars eat everything."

"When there's nothing left to eat, they eat insects, mountain rats, snakes... they even eat dogs that died in the mountains."

"My goodness, they're so aggressive! If we just let them keep eating like this, won't they all turn into wild boar kings?"

"No, among wild boars, females don't grow very big; only males can reach a thousand pounds, which is why they're called the King of Boars."

In wild boar populations, sows don't grow very big; the largest they can reach is around 300 pounds, and they are quite rare.

Boars are different; they can grow to 800 or even 1,000 pounds.

Especially during wartime, when many people die, wild boars, which eat almost anything, are more likely to produce large males.

"Damn it, this is too fierce. No wonder the leopards you encountered only dared to catch monkeys in the trees. This one is almost like a pig demon. Even a tiger probably wouldn't dare to mess with it."

"What? There are leopards too?"

This time, it was the Miao people's turn to be taken aback.

"Oh dear, I forgot to tell you when I came back at noon that the monkey was killed by the leopard, and Fugui and the others were lucky to find it."

"This... the wild boar incident isn't over yet, and now a leopard has appeared?"

"Yeah, I guess they came down from the 'mountain' too."

"There's been a lot going on in the mountains this year."

The old man and some other elderly people who rushed over after hearing the commotion sighed repeatedly.

"Well then, Uncle Ran, you go ahead and get busy. We'll go help the hunting team herd the pigs."

Under the cover of night, torches blazed like dragons, and the sounds of drums, dogs barking, gunshots, and shouts filled the air. Chen Ling and Lynx, seeing this, were itching to get out of their seats, gripping their pitchforks and hunting rifles tightly, their breathing becoming rapid.

I thought to myself that I hadn't had enough fun during the day, so I'd like to use these wild boars to satisfy my craving.

He waved his arms, shouted to the hunting party, and strode forward.

Two Taihang dogs, one white and one yellow, were unchained and rushed out with the two men.

Zhao Dahai, Wang Qingwen, and the others also realized what was happening and quickly followed.

This time, however, they were noticeably more cautious, quite different from their excitement and eagerness when they entered the mountains that morning. They followed carefully, not daring to disturb Chen Ling and the other person.

At this time.

The wild boars scattered in all directions, threatened by the sounds of drums and gunfire.

That's just how that beast is.

They are less brave and fearless when they are alone than when they are in a group.

If startled, or if the boar leads the way and runs away.

The sows in the herd will abandon their piglets and rush around in a panic.

Hunting teams from three villages in Sanxiping, consisting of about fifty or sixty able-bodied men, were divided into four or five groups and chased after the animals with torches in hand.

After driving away the wild boars, they would specifically target and attack any lone wild boars.

In this way, it would be safer and more efficient to have about ten people with dogs surround a wild boar.

Quickly defeat one pig and immediately chase after the next one.

The hunting teams from Sanxiping Miao Village are quite skilled.

Moreover, with more people, guns, and dogs, their advantages were obvious, and they had already successfully killed three old sows and one half-grown pig.

With their catch, they were in high spirits, shouting excitedly as they chased after the other fleeing pigs around the hillside and through the dense forest.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

A series of sounds, like those of herding large livestock such as horses and cattle, rang out along with the barking of the pack of dogs. The more these mountain dogs heard this sound, the more excited and ferocious they became.

It was the hunters giving commands to the dogs.

Chen Ling glanced at them and said, "They're in the east and north. Let's head south first and see if any have slipped through the net."

"it is good."

The lynx nodded, called the dog back to its side, and began to explore southwards.

Sure enough, we soon spotted pigs.

The two dogs immediately barked and charged straight ahead along the two ridges of the field.

……

"Moo~"

The yellow cattle in the village were also bellowing anxiously.

Chen Ling and the lynx found the village outside the wall of the village south of Ranjia Village.

Lynx said, "It's a bunch of piglets. Dahai, you guys block them here, Fugui and I will continue chasing them."

Remember not to startle the cow.

Don't throw torches around carelessly either.

Nighttime is dark, and weapons are indiscriminate, making it unsuitable for novice hunters to follow others in emergencies.

Even seasoned gunmen, when on night watch, would fire their guns into the air first if something happened.

and so……

Letting a few of them catch these piglets is just right.

"Wow~"

As soon as the lynx finished speaking, two Taihang dogs sniffed at the pig tracks ahead and barked loudly.

He ran straight along the stockade wall, circling wildly.

Seeing this, Chen Ling said with certainty, "The trail hasn't been broken, there must be a big pig there."

Lynx responded immediately: "Let's go. If the dog is found, we'll split up and stand on either side, waiting for it to rush out."

The two men discussed it and then followed the two dogs.

Some women, children, and the elderly who were beating drums and watching their clansmen hunt in front of the village gate were puzzled when they saw them coming this way. They all said they hadn't seen any wild boars running this way.

By this time, Chen Ling and his companion had already followed the dog around to the back of the village.

Just then, the two dogs barked and lunged towards a dark patch of grass at the bottom of the western hillside.

The bushes suddenly moved.

A dark figure stood up, calling out "Finger, Finger," and turned to run away.

"Sure enough, there are some, but they're too timid to charge at us."

Chen Ling held up a torch and shone it on the wild boar, which rumbled across the small ditch outside the village and was about to run up the hillside.

The two Taihang dogs belonging to the lynx were trained with wild boar blood from a young age, and they become excited and agitated whenever they see a wild boar.

At this point, without anyone saying a word, they relentlessly pursued them.

Upon seeing this, Chen Ling and the other person hurriedly followed.

They hadn't gone more than a few steps.

A loud "bang" came from the village.

Then came shouts from people and the cries of Zhao Dahai and his group.

"This ocean, did it really startle someone's cow while trying to catch piglets?"

Upon hearing the sound, the lynx immediately stopped and frowned deeply.

Chen Ling stopped and listened attentively without saying a word.

His powerful heart was pounding in his chest, and the clamor of the village reached his ears.

Suddenly, his expression changed: "It wasn't just the cows that were startled; there are pigs in the village too."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he heard a series of ghostly wails approaching, and then the heads of two teenagers appeared one after the other on the stockade wall.

Two young men were frantically climbing up the village wall. Behind them, accompanied by the angry roar of wild boars, several houses and roof tiles collapsed one after another with a thunderous crash.

Through the village wall, Chen Ling and his companion could see that some houses had large holes in their roofs because they had been hit by wild boars.

The tiles were falling with a crackling sound.

The wild boar was bellowing and rapidly approaching.

"Oh dear, they're here."

The two boys turned around, and in their panic, one of them lost his grip and slipped down before he could climb up.

The wild boar, its eyes bloodshot, didn't care about anything else. Upon seeing people there, it charged forward recklessly.

They pushed the boy who had slipped down back up.

It even shook the top of the stockade wall.

The stockade wall isn't high, only about 1.6 or 1.7 meters.

Furthermore, the bottom half is made of bluestone, while the other half is made of adobe bricks. The bluestone is not made of cement but of yellow mud, so over time, it becomes less sturdy overall.

The wild boar charged headlong into the wall, causing it to shake and tremble. The boy on the wall was so frightened that he burst into tears.

With his companion below, he even forgot to jump down from the outside of the stockade wall, and just cried loudly.

Without a doubt, Chen Ling and Lynx rushed over immediately.

Lynxes are agile and nimble.

Chen Ling is by no means weak either.

They scrambled up the wall and each grabbed a half-grown boy.

Chen Ling reached out and, as the wild boar lifted the boy up for the second time, pulled him against the wall.

Then quickly jump to this side of the stockade wall.

The two boys were so scared they almost jumped out of their skin.

She just cried loudly.

The kid who got gored twice by the wild boar was covered in mud, clutching his waist and crying like a little beggar.

While saying this, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Waaah, which village's young master is he? He looks unfamiliar."

Chen Ling and his companion had no time to pay attention to them at this moment.

Knowing it was a sow, his injury wasn't serious; if it had been a boar, this kid would have torn his crotch to shreds.

then……

As the stockade wall shook violently from the impact of the wild boar, Chen Ling and Lynx handed the two torches they had just stuck to the side to the uninjured boy, so that he could hold them. The two of them attached their ghost-head knives to a piece of oak wood, and then, as the wild boar rammed into the stockade wall again, they simultaneously kicked it in the face.

"Boom" sound.

Under the combined force of the two sides, a large hole was broken in the lower bluestone brick wall of the stockade, and the upper section of adobe bricks collapsed with a crash, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Don't shoot, there are people here."

Hearing the chaotic footsteps, Chen Ling knew that it was either the villagers or Zhao Dahai and his group arriving, so he quickly shouted.

After he shouted, Zhao Dahai and the others followed suit.

"Don't use your guns, my brother is over there."

Hearing a response, Chen Ling didn't dare to be careless. He focused his mind and, facing the wild boar charging angrily covered in dust, quickly took two steps back and dodged to the side.

Then, with lightning speed, he drew his modified long knife and plunged it into the side of the wild boar's neck.

"Pfft-"

Scalding hot pig's blood splattered as the knife pierced straight into the pig's heart.