The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 99 The Art of Tiger Taming
Meanwhile, at Seven Tiger Ridge.

A black and white tiger, about the size of an adult jaguar, was crouching, hissing a warning to a large, fat rat to stay away.

In the past, it could send even the biggest rat flying with a single swipe of its paw.

But, just now...

It saw the fat white rat and rammed into a group of wild boars.

Stun it, then tear off the wild boar's head with its claws in one swift motion.

This was truly astonishing to Tiger.

That large family of wild boars is another overlord of Seven Tiger Ridge; they can usually hold their own against it!

The white tiger stared intently at its opponent, ready to strike at any moment.

It didn't know if it would become the next unlucky tiger, so it felt inexplicably timid.

King Atu tilted his head and examined the white tiger:

Its shape and fur color were unlike anything it had ever seen in China's largest wildlife park before the apocalypse.

Should we capture them alive?

Hmm, Master is quite fond of these endangered national treasures. I'll catch them later so she can have a look at them.

However, we need to subdue it first before we can catch it.

The white tiger wanted to fight to the death, but the other party wanted to use it to amuse a beautiful woman!
But after several rounds, Baihu had no choice but to succumb to the opponent's tyranny.

When the fat rat climbed onto its back and couldn't be shaken off, the white tiger roared to the sky in frustration.

"Hoo Hoo Hoo"

"Hoo Hoo Hoo"

"Hoo Hoo Hoo"

"Oh no, the White Tiger of Seven Tiger Ridge has met its match!" The villagers at the gold mine entrance heard the fear in the mountain king's long roar.

Wang Dongjia was also a little flustered: "At this critical moment, have we started fighting with that group of wild boars? We hope we don't lead them here."

What you fear will come to pass!
The white tiger, who had been repeatedly beaten by King Atu, was carrying a fat rat toward them.

"Squeak, squeak, your master is in those mountains. Take me to her!"

"Hoo Hoo Hoo"

The white tiger had no idea what rat language was saying. Dizzy and disoriented, it was grabbed by the scruff of its neck by the fat rat and could only run as instructed.
Just now.

The officials leading the way had already met the villagers near the mine.

The other party clearly had no intention of engaging in any verbal interaction with them.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Dongjia's guards began firing arrows wildly at the officials.

"No! There's an ambush!"

"They're archers!"

A dozen or so pathfinders, wounded by arrows, clutched their wounds and endured the intense pain to relay messages to those behind them.

"Get down, get down quickly!"

The exiles were caught off guard.

In their panicked escape, the two leaders recalled the secret the old Taoist priest had mentioned and roughly guessed the other party's identity.

Sure enough, the other side didn't take the officials clearing the way seriously at all.

Do you want them all to be left to rot in the wilderness?

The leader surnamed Mao was so anxious he was practically fuming.

"Boss, what do we do? They have dozens of archers! And we don't know how many more are waiting for us ahead!"

The leader surnamed Huang hardened his heart:

"Brother Mao, go and find the scholar's wife yourself. Tell her not to just kill pigs and wolves, but to kill the thieves who steal from the imperial gold mines. The imperial court will surely reward her handsomely."

After hearing someone shout that they had been hit by an arrow, Gan Minglan immediately pulled Zuo Wenkang and her son off their horses and kneaded Zuo Wenkang's injured ankle for more than ten breaths.

At a time when we need to escape at any moment, we certainly can't let a cheap man hold us back!
In the event of an enemy attack, everyone is an active-duty soldier. Zuo Wenkang: Honey, what were you doing just now?

The wound she had rubbed stung terribly, almost burning him to death.

It was a matter of life and death; one should have been extremely nervous.

His heart was racing, and his blood was boiling.

Gan Minglan rolled her eyes at him: "Hold onto your wooden gun, and protect Zizai and his mother later. Don't just blindly rush forward!"

The fat boy, holding a small wooden gun in his hand, was so excited he almost jumped up.

I can't wait to rush out and fight the other side for three hundred rounds.

Before Gan Minglan could even give him a loving pat, the leader surnamed Mao arrived.

Hearing his speculation, Gan Minglan raised an eyebrow.

Villagers who were mining gold at Qihuling came to kill the government officials?

interesting!
Hehe, whether the imperial court gives a reward for killing the gold thief or not is not important. What is important is that there is a gold mine not far away!

I heard that prices are very high in the border town, and her family is short of money!
She looked at the leader surnamed Mao:
"Since they're using an ambush, they shouldn't easily leave their chosen position. As long as we don't show ourselves, we're safe for now. We should capture the leader first; I'll take care of that."

The leader, surnamed Mao, greatly encouraged her for taking on the most difficult task.

He also promised that he would definitely recommend her for merit when they arrived at the border town.

Gan Minglan waved her hand, took only her usual pig-slaughtering knife, and ran towards the mountain ridge.

Her nimble climbing figure showed no trace of the clumsiness of a pregnant woman.

Everyone: Was the pork beauty a monkey in her past life?
The pregnant monkey quickly climbed up to the mountainside and blended into the dense forest.

In the blink of an eye, they appeared in the storage room of the Divine Tree Space.

Of course, she couldn't break into a thief's den empty-handed.

We still need to rummage around in the warehouse.

I'm looking for something that's highly lethal yet remains completely silent.
Gan Minglan ultimately overestimated the patience of the people at the gold mine entrance.

The officers and guards stopped advancing after being hit by arrows.

The owner, surnamed Wang, had his guards stand guard at the entrance of the gold mine with bows and arrows, while urging the villagers to go forward and meet the enemy.

He said, "The other party should be escorted by officials. They are scholars who came out of the academy to study. If they find out that there is a gold mine here, we will be arrested by the Guan army as soon as we leave Tongguanwei."

The villagers were even more anxious than Wang Dongjia. What if these cowardly officials were afraid of death and turned around and ran away?
Those with knives grabbed their long knives, while those without knives took their mining tools, and they charged out of the ambush circle in the mine, howling as they went.

The fierce shouts and cries of battle made the exiled troops tighten their grip on their wooden spears.

"Fight! Fight! Grab your wooden guns and keep stabbing!" the two leaders shouted, and the two men reluctantly followed.

They understood better than the exiled prisoners that today was a fight to the death.

There was no choice, absolutely no choice!
Only then did the men, women, and children of the Zuo clan realize that having a weapon in hand was far better than being empty-handed.

They went completely mad, wildly stabbing with wooden spears in their hands.

"Pfft."

Ah, ah, ah!
This wooden stick of mine can really hurt people!
The villagers in the gold mine were enraged, and most of them were armed with knives.

Why would someone with a knife be afraid of a wooden stick?

He grabbed the wooden stick that had been inserted into his body and raised his knife to strike.

It's really weird.

With one slash, not only was the hand wielding the knife numb from the shock, but his own wound also deepened.

The wooden stick remained completely still.

The person who stabbed him suddenly brightened up and increased the force in his hand.

“Ah! It hurts!”

(End of this chapter)