The Great Qin Dynasty: The egg of the Black Bird was revered as a national guardian beast.

Shanglin Garden was a royal garden.

The group arrived at the foot of the mountain, at the entrance to the garden.

There were many people here, including not only the sons of the First Emperor and civil and military officials, but also numerous guards and attendants.

The First Emperor had seven horses.

They are: Chasing Wind, White Rabbit, Nie Jing, Ben Dian, Fei He, Tong Jue, and Shen Fu.

He rode a white rabbit today.

The horse's coat is snow-white, without a single blemish, and it seems to blend into the surrounding white expanse.

Those who were going to participate in the winter hunt all put on military uniforms.

At first glance, a group of attendants followed behind him, riding on horseback, their figures upright and heroic.

The First Emperor rode on a white rabbit horse.

He stroked his beloved Tai'a sword in solitude, lost in thought, his expression unreadable.

After a long while, he slung the sword across his waist.

He raised his head and glanced around; the people who had come with him had already set up camp there.

Those who are not participating will wait here.

Those who wanted to participate were already on horseback, fully equipped and ready to go, eager to try.

Military generals are fine, but their horsemanship and archery skills can't be lacking.

In order to impress the First Emperor, or perhaps because they had been in Xianyang for too long and wanted to sabotage their participation in the event.

They also changed into military uniforms, ready to participate.

As for the civil officials, some of them were already old, so they could only tell the First Emperor that they were physically unable to work.

The First Emperor did not make things difficult for them.

With a wave of his hand, he told them to wait there.

Then he gave the order to set off, leading a large group of people into the garden.

Fusu rode a horse, followed by several attendants.

But just then, Jiang Lü rode up on horseback, glanced at Fusu, smiled, and said...

"Brother, let's have a contest and see who hunts more prey in the end?"

Fusu smiled gently.

"My third brother is eager to have a contest, how could I possibly spoil his fun?"

"it is good."

As Jiang Lü spoke, he turned his horse around and galloped forward without hesitation, with his attendants quickly following behind on horseback.

Only a series of hoofprints were left on the snow!

Watching Jianglu gradually disappear into the distance,

He chuckled, flicked his whip, and Fusu, along with his men, rode off into the depths of the city.

The others also rode away on horseback with their men.

For a long time, only the First Emperor remained there; the old ministers still wanted to stay with him.

But they were all dismissed by the First Emperor.

After looking around, the First Emperor rode a white rabbit and, with his guards behind him, sped into the depths of the forest.

Among the guards, one of them raised his head.

He had fair skin and a handsome face, but what was most striking were his eyes, which were so black they were almost purple.

He smiled, then rode off to catch up.

.........

trampled by horses' hooves

The sound of hooves echoed from afar.

The First Emperor reached behind him and handed him a bow with an arrow nocked.

He grabbed the bow and arrows.

The First Emperor bent his bow and aimed the arrow at a deer that was looking around several dozen paces away.

Then release the string and fire; the arrow flies out immediately.

With a soft whistle, the arrow struck the deer, which then took off running.

"Chase."

Tightening the reins, the First Emperor rode off first.

After the guards behind him realized what was happening, they mounted their horses and galloped after the First Emperor.

Fortunately, this is a winter hunt.

Snow covered the entire area, and following the trail of blood, they quickly found a deer lying panting on the snow.

He waved.

Then the accompanying guards carried the deer away.

While still on horseback, he casually handed over the bow, after which the First Emperor covered his mouth and coughed.

I looked up and squinted at the sky.

He tightened the reins, changed the direction of the horse, and the First Emperor left with his guards.

But not long after.

Then they heard a humming sound coming from afar.

The First Emperor raised his hand, and the guards behind him immediately stopped, dismounted, and walked forward.

Reach out and part a branch.

Then a very large wild boar was seen, scattering snow and rooting around in the ground in search of food.

On its body,

It was covered with a layer of something that looked like armor, but from a distance it appeared to be a thick layer.

Upon seeing this, the First Emperor became excited.

He waved behind him, and a guard dismounted, walked to the First Emperor's side, and handed him a bow and arrows.

Draw the bow and nock the arrow.

"call out!"

With a whooshing sound, an arrow flew forward and struck the wild boar in the distance.

But the next moment...

To everyone's surprise, the arrow bounced off the wild boar immediately after hitting it.

It couldn't penetrate its armor!

"Hmph, roar!"

The wild boar let out a loud cry, looked around, and soon spotted the First Emperor not far away.

Suddenly, it charged towards the First Emperor.

"Protect the Emperor!"

Soon, several guards surrounded the First Emperor.

The sound of metal scraping against metal rang out, and they all drew their longswords from their waists, ready for battle.

"Hmph!"

The wild boar roared and charged forward, its sharp tusks sending chills down one's spine even from afar.

Close at hand.

One of the guards lunged forward, but failed to break the skin.

Instead, the wild boar raised its head and nudged it, sending it flying a long way before it crashed to the ground.

"Attack together!"

Someone shouted and slashed at the wild boar.

The others followed suit, raising their swords and slashing at various parts of the wild boar.

A scream.

This wild boar seems to have gone berserk.

With bloodshot eyes, it went around ramming into people, and whenever it knocked someone down, it would frantically tear them apart.

"Get out of the way."

The sound came, and the others turned to look.

A man dressed in ordinary guard attire is slowly walking over, holding a long sword in his hand.

Others were somewhat puzzled.

This guard looks like a complete stranger.

Was that him who just spoke? What a boastful tone! Who does he think he is, capable of taking on this wild boar by himself?

But in that moment of hesitation...

They only felt a blur before their eyes, before anyone could see clearly, and then they heard a scream.

Turning around, I saw the wild boar collapse to the ground with a thud.

A large gash was cut into his body.

His legs thrashed about, blood gushing from his wounds, staining the ground and the frost and snow red.

There was no sound.

"This..." The others were taken aback.

He then flicked his sword, and a few drops of bright red blood splattered at their feet.

But he didn't look at them again.