My 1995 Small Farm.

Chapter 517 Dog King vs. Pig King

As everyone's hearts tightened, the Miao people next to them pointed to the cliffs in the southwest and shouted "Ya dong, ya dong," which in their language meant wild sheep.

Chen Ling and the others turned to look and saw a group of grayish-brown beasts with short horns, whose appearance and size were very similar to goats.

It hops and skips gracefully along one side of the cliff, gradually descending before leaping high into the air, reaching the top of a large tree at the edge of the forest before jumping into the woods.

One after another, they leaped down the cliff, creating a truly breathtaking scene.

With the help of the golden-red sunlight from the east, it can be seen very clearly.

"Is this...is this a wild goat? It just jumped off such a high cliff like that?"

Yu Qi'an was dumbfounded, feeling that these sheep looked like they had committed suicide.

The staff at the provincial radio station quickly took notes.

The lynx withdrew its gaze and whispered, "It's a serow. These wild sheep aren't very bold. They usually hide in high mountains, with isolated peaks, cliffs, and deep valleys as barriers. Except in winter when they have less food, they don't show themselves much."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the people of the Miao village started saying the same thing.

"See? These wild sheep used to rarely leave the mountains, much rarer than wild boars, but now they're coming out."

The old man, accompanied by elders from three villages, looked worried. "The mountains have been unsettled this year. So many strange phenomena have occurred. Something terrible is about to happen."

These words immediately caused chaos at the scene. The Miao people started talking all at once, no longer speaking Mandarin. They were either praying or brandishing knives and guns and shouting.

Seeing this, Chen Ling awkwardly scratched his cheek, thinking, "What could be wrong? It's just that too many wild animals have migrated away, leaving these guys with fewer natural predators, that's why they're acting like this."

He himself was the culprit who caused all of this; how could he not know what was going on?
Although it wasn't intentional, he knew this better than anyone else, and there was nothing superstitious about it.

Ultimately, it's just that the farm's influence extends to the surrounding area, attracting most of the wild animals from the surrounding mountains.

These remaining guys are like monkeys ruling the mountain when the tiger is away.

With the threat diminished, they ran wild, playing everywhere and daring to go anywhere.

Seeing the crowd in an uproar, Shanmao and Zhao Dahai, among others, also showed signs of being gradually swayed.

Chen Ling patted the two dogs beside him and interrupted, "It's daytime now, no demons or monsters would dare to come out. In my opinion, we should deal with things that can be resolved during the day first."

"Let's head into the mountains as soon as possible and take care of the wild boar king, so we don't have to patrol in fear all night."

He wanted to finish this quickly and go home as soon as possible.

Once I send my wife to the county town, everything will be much easier.

“I agree with Brother Fugui’s suggestion.”

"I agree."

A group of police officers unanimously agreed; they also wanted to complete the mission as soon as possible.

If it drags on for even one more day, the Pig King will lose another life, and that won't look good on them either.

The psychological pressure is still quite high.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

At this moment, Heiwa stared at the mountain in the southwest and began to roar.

It's probably wild sheep approaching rapidly.

Little Jin lay at Chen Ling's feet, not reacting much, lazily squinting in the sun.

"Don't worry about the wild sheep. Now is not the time to deal with them. Take the supplies and head into the mountains to ambush the pig king. I don't believe we can't kill it."

“Who says otherwise? If we don’t kill it, the caravans won’t dare to come, and we won’t dare to go down the mountain. We’ll be stuck in the village every day, how stifling.”

"Yes, we must kill them as soon as possible."

After news of a wild boar weighing a thousand pounds injuring people spread, outsiders dared not enter the mountains, and the Miao people living in the mountains dared not go out.

Some even went down the mountain to seek refuge in the county town.

The county also imposed a simple lockdown on the area and erected warning signs to warn unsuspecting people of the dangers in the mountains.

But we can't keep going like this forever.

This has already interfered with everyone's normal life, and even their survival.

We definitely have to kill this pig king.

……

At this point, everyone became more and more excited, their blood boiling, and many of the young members of the hunting team even forgot to eat breakfast.

They packed dry rations and water, grabbed knives, guns, and explosives, and charged into the mountains with a roar.

Soon, before they even left Sanxiping, they were surprised to find that the mountain dogs that had followed them out of the village had all automatically followed behind the two large dogs that Chen Ling had brought, and had even automatically fallen several meters behind.

They followed obediently and silently, without even barking or wagging their tails.

This scene astonished the entire hunting team.

"This is an automatic willingness to act as a helper for those two dogs..."

"Uh, it's not that I look down on people, I just don't understand why dogs are ranked by size and why they suddenly back down when they come over."

"Yeah, yeah, it's really strange. We haven't seen them fighting or anything, yet they've already recognized someone else as their king?"

“Our head dog in Ranjia Village is almost six years old, so it shouldn’t be like this.”

Dogs don't live for eight years, and chickens don't live for six.

Hunting dogs that frequently chase animals in the mountains, especially good ones, generally don't live past eight years old.

Although they have short lifespans, these dogs possess an inherent pride that surpasses that of ordinary dogs, and they would not easily submit to unfamiliar dogs.

Even if they don't fight, you should still bring the local dog gang to give them a warning.

This situation will not occur.

"What's going on, Brother Chen?"

An old hunter frowned and asked Chen Ling.

Chen Ling smiled and was about to reply.

Zhao Dahai interrupted, "Brother Jiu, didn't I tell you at the bonfire party the other day? Fugui's dog is a true king of dogs. This big black dog of his is practically a wolf king. Last year, he got all the female wolves in the pack pregnant..."

Then it went on to talk about fighting wolves and leopards.

This fat man often boasts about these things to others, recounting them as if they were his own family affairs, and he doesn't stumble over a single word.

Everyone was stunned.

A young man from the provincial TV station even exclaimed, "Everyone says Central Asian wolfhounds are formidable, but this one can take on ten of them at once?"

"Stop talking, Heiwa and the other two have spoken up."

Chen Ling waved his hand, noticing that Heiwa and Xiaojin seemed to have known where the Pig King was all along.

Or perhaps the reconnaissance was already completed yesterday.

They did not take any action until they received Chen Ling's order.

"So fast?"

"Then let's get ready quickly."

"..."

Once inside the mountains, they followed the pack of dogs over mountains and valleys, chasing after them all the way.

The air in the mountain forest is very fresh in the morning.

Mountain birds chirped and the spring water gurgled.

Chen Ling and the others, however, had no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

Even Zhao Dahai and the provincial TV station staff, who don't usually go to the mountains, didn't dare to fall behind at all.

We followed them closely, proceeding cautiously and carefully.

After crossing a mountain ridge.

We hadn't gone far when we saw the pack of dogs stop in a bamboo grove, sniffing around everywhere.

The bamboo grove had been utterly destroyed, almost completely bare. The withered bamboo leaves and damp soil had all been churned up, and there were deep hoof prints in the soil, huge as if left by some terrifying beast.

Needless to say, it must have been that wild boar king who did it.

"What's going on? This pig king destroyed a bamboo grove yesterday, on that hillside we came across halfway there. How come another bamboo grove has been destroyed today?"

"Indeed, this is freshly left; the soil hasn't dried yet. It was dried last night."

"That's strange, is the wild boar king going to eat bamboo now?"

"..."

Everyone was puzzled.

Chen Ling shook his head: "They don't eat bamboo, they eat bamboo rats."

He squatted down next to Heiwa Xiaojin, who had already dug a bamboo rat out of the ground with its paws. The bamboo rat looked like it had been smashed flat by bricks and stones, covered in blood, dirty and pitiful.

"Huh? What the heck? Pigs eating rats?"

Yu Qi'an's eyes immediately bulged out, looking utterly shocked.

Chen Ling said without looking up, "They've already started eating human bones, so what's wrong with eating bamboo rats? Bamboo rat meat is much sweeter than rat meat."

Many people don't know that wild boars are excellent diggers, especially males. When they're starving, they'll dig right through mouse holes, snake holes, and rabbit holes. Some solitary boars, used to roaming the mountains and forests alone, can easily burrow even deep and sturdy holes.

Especially large solitary boars that are five or six years old or older have terrifying strength. They can even dig open burrows mixed with rocks. After digging the burrow, they will thrust their thick, long snouts and tusks into it. In just a few moments, the prey will be killed in the burrow and become their meal.

"Now you understand why this pig king hurts people, right? It's because after eating too much meat, this thing doesn't like to eat vegetables anymore."

Moreover, the more meat they eat, the more ferocious they become.

In addition, these days people in the mountains are mostly buried in the ground, so if it eats human bones...

They will soon become interested in people.

Therefore, to a certain extent, the digging up of the coffin in Xiongjia Village that day was less about revenge and more about the pig king going after food.

The pig king's prey used to be kept in the cave, and the coffins of the Miao people's ancestors were also buried in the cave.

Perhaps in its eyes, there is not much difference.

After all, it is not bound by the moral ethics of human society.

It's just a wicked beast from the mountains.

"The pig king has been attacking people in the past two days. This means it has started to treat people as prey. If we don't do anything about it, it will continue to attack people in the future."

Chen Ling clapped his hands, stood up, and pointed at the pack of dogs running ahead: "Get ready, this beast hasn't gone far. Xiao Jin is keeping an eye on it, afraid it will run away."

Wild boars can run all day long in the mountains without stopping or getting hungry.

This wild boar king can run around in the mountains for a whole day and night without getting tired.

Once discovered, we should pursue it as soon as possible.

Otherwise, given its cunning, it would be very difficult to catch it.

"Alright, Brother Chen, let's divide the work...wait, is that a deer?"

"Are the deer spying on us?"

Just as they were discussing dividing the work, a series of 'thump, thump' sounds, seemingly from stomping feet, suddenly came from the woods to their left and southeast.

Turning their heads, they saw a deer poking its head out, its big, dark eyes wide open, looking at them across the river with a bewildered expression.

They looked over when they saw them.

The heads of the deer behind them, with their bright black eyes wide open, had just emerged from the forest.

The one in front had already turned and run away.

Then the whole forest was filled with 'swish' sounds and 'thump' sounds of things hitting the ground.

It's a herd of deer leaping through the forest.

That is, the gap when the deer herd interrupted the process.

Everyone was momentarily stunned.

Suddenly, a pack of dogs burst into a fierce and urgent barking in the distance.

At the same time, faint cracking sounds of trees breaking could be heard.

Everyone's expression changed instantly.

I didn't expect the dog pack to have found the wild boar king so quickly.

There was no time to discuss how to divide the work and cooperate.

Chen Ling said urgently, "Old Yu, Brother Dahai, you and the people from the provincial TV station should stop following us. Stay two miles behind us, otherwise we'll be facing the Wild Boar King and won't be able to help you."

After saying that, he took the lead and rushed out.

He was closely followed by lynxes, and the hunting team and police responded quickly.

The group charged toward the direction from which the barking dogs were coming.

Yu Qi'an, Zhao Dahai, and the others were left staring blankly.

But there was no other way.

The bamboo forest before us, now bare and almost completely flattened, is undoubtedly the best illustration of the Pig King's offensive power.

So they didn't say anything more at this point, and given the urgency of the situation, they obediently followed the instructions.

……

Chen Ling was fast, navigating the steep and difficult mountains as if it were flat ground, and quickly left the others far behind.

However, when he arrived at the destination quickly, he was a little dumbfounded.

"Holy crap, I haven't taken them into the mountains for half a year, when did they become so abnormal?"

This place is a canyon.

Not far ahead, a small waterfall flows down, washing over the rocks and splashing water in all directions, just like rain.

In the cool mountain gorge, a giant wild boar, with coarse, black, stiff bristles, jet-black bristles standing on end, tusks over a foot long, and bloodshot eyes, roared wildly and impatiently, like a miniature mammoth, wading through the water with a thunderous roar as it strode outwards on its four pillar-like legs.

It was surrounded by a pack of barking hunting dogs.

The hunting dogs were fierce, barked loudly, and had a menacing demeanor.

Compared to this pig king, they are like little children jumping around an adult; it seems that they could all be swept away by a single kick.

In fact, the Wild Boar King does indeed have that strength.

Even hunting dogs can't be said to be able to defeat ordinary wild boars, let alone a boar king of this caliber.

Didn't you see that when this wild boar queen wandered near the Miao village in the middle of the night, not a single dog in the village dared to bark?

This is precisely what stunned Chen Ling: his little Jin was actually commanding the pack of dogs to launch a fearless charge against the wild boar king.

And they even managed to entangle the pig king.

This is incredible.

Little Jin stood on a rock, its head slightly tilted back, making low, drawn-out "woof-woof" sounds, seemingly trying to convey some command to the pack of dogs.

Those hunting dogs, who should have been terrified and killed by the wild boar king in a single encounter, were now trembling with fear.

Under Xiao Jin's command, they became incredibly brave and also suddenly became intelligent.

They didn't confront the wild boar king head-on at all. Instead, they kept circling around it, adjusting their positions, and barking loudly as they attacked the wild boar king's belly and rump.

This wild boar king is so big that when it stands up, there's enough room under its belly for a dog to run through.

This very fact gave the dogs an opportunity.

They were all ruthless and quick to attack, taking a bite whenever they had the chance and then retreating, never greedy for more.

Otherwise, if it gets close to the Pig King's body, it could crush the dog's belly like it's stomping on a watermelon.

There is a saying to describe a grandmaster of Chinese martial arts: "Not even a feather can be added, not even a mosquito can land." This means that when one has mastered Chinese martial arts to a certain level, every part of the body can generate power.

This wild boar king is somewhat like that; with a slight twist of its rear and a single sit, it can kill a dog. Even a slight shake of its body can be too much for the dogs, potentially sending them flying.

They're simply not in the same league.

So even if you can run under its belly, you can't linger under its belly.

The pack of dogs formed a large circle, wading through the shallow stream flowing through the mountain gorge, taking turns to harass the dogs.

And Heiwa is an even greater weapon.

Its teeth and strength far surpassed those of ordinary dogs. It mingled among the pack of dogs and would occasionally take a bite, tearing large gashes all over the boar king's belly. With the boar king constantly running back and forth, blood quickly flowed out.

This made the wild boar king increasingly agitated and impatient, and he was gradually truly enraged. His eyes turned a deeper blood color, a frightening scarlet.

Just then, Heiwa seized the opportunity and, as the Pig King turned to the side, bit down on its large, conspicuous phallus behind its navel...

This spot was lower than the pig's testicles, making it easier to reach from under the belly, and Heiwa bit it off in one go.

"Ow!!!"

"Ow! Ow!"

A sharp, indescribable scream rang out, more chilling than the sound of a pig being slaughtered.

The wild boar king instantly went berserk. The intense pain stimulated it, and suddenly a tremendous force surged forth. With a sudden charge, the pack of dogs, who had seemed to be handling the situation with ease just moments before, were caught off guard and unable to dodge.

Four or five dogs were flung into the air, spinning and flying away. Some of them had their flesh torn open by fangs, and blood splattered in the air.

Two more dogs were trampled to death by the wild boar king's savage charge, their intestines spilling out.

Meanwhile, the wild boar king was acting like a madman, pressing its snout against the two dogs that had been trampled to death in front of it and vigorously burrowing at them, tearing and swinging them as it went, until one of the dogs was completely mangled, clearly enraged beyond measure.

Seeing its kind injured, Heiwa became enraged, its mane bristling and muscles bulging as it roared and pounced on the wild boar king.

This ferocious, tiger-like momentum nearly caused the arriving Lynx and his companions to lose their footing and tumble down the gorge.

Before they could even catch their breath, Little Gold commanded the pack of dogs to retreat, then leaped high from the cliff, landing on the boar king's broad back, and opened its mouth to bite at the side of the boar king's neck.

Blackie and Little Gold bit down and up, their teeth landing squarely on the Pig King's neck.

The pig king was large and a big target, and this was the location of its carotid artery. The two dogs fiercely attacked and bit it, causing blood to spurt from its neck very quickly.

Overwhelmed by pain, it could no longer vent its anger on the injured dog on the ground. Howling, it charged recklessly, trying to shake off the two large dogs. One after another, the small trees growing on both sides of the gorge were snapped in two with a series of cracks.

The two dogs refused to let go. Xiao Jin kept changing positions and biting at the pig's neck, while Heiwa swung around like a swing under the pig king's neck, as if he would never give up until he had bitten off a piece of meat.

The lynx was thrilled, his face flushed: "Good, good, good! The dog king versus the pig king, it has to be these two dogs."

(End of this chapter)