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Lu Qingshan remained calm, taking a half-step to the side, lowering his shoulder, and pressing the muzzle of his gun steadily against the gap in the bushes bent by the weight of the snow.

"I know, sir, please don't get down!"

Old Master Lu, his eyes bloodshot with anxiety, gripped his hunting rifle tightly on the snow-covered slope, his chapped lips exhaling puffs of white steam: "Stop showing off, you brat! Move to the right, don't block the dog's path!"

"I led it away."

Lu Qingshan didn't even blink, staring intently at the bush, remembering the old man's injured leg trembling slightly in the wind and snow, "Your legs are slow, it will be harder for you to retreat after coming down."

"Bullshit! You've only been handling guns for a few days! You think you're so great!" The old man cursed angrily, making a move to tumble down the snow slope.

"Sir, I have a plan."

Lu Qingshan's voice was unusually calm.

Before he could finish speaking, a dull thud came from the bushes ahead, and thick, withered branches were violently pushed aside in an instant.

The cannonball finally showed itself.

This was a massive creature weighing over 300 pounds, its black mane covered in ice armor as hard as iron. Its two fangs, each a hand's length, arched outwards, and half its mouth was stained with dark red, frozen blood, emitting a pungent, fishy stench and the ferocious scent of a wild beast. Its forelegs were injured, causing it to limp, but with each step, it crushed the half-foot-deep snowdrifts to a pulp.

"Woof!"

Big Yellow let out a low growl and launched the first attack.

Using the friction of the snow, it bit into the wild boar's hind leg tendon. But the wild boar had thick skin and tough flesh; with a sudden jerk, a tremendous force sent Big Yellow flying. Big Yellow rolled twice in the snow, got a mouthful of snow, and grunted as it got up again.

When Grandpa Lu saw this from the hillside, he cried out in distress, "Dahuang! Come back! Don't push your way through!"

The blue-tailed dog circled around from the blind spot on the left, nimbly leaping upwards, its sharp teeth biting down hard on the wild boar's scarred ear.

Pao Luanzi, in pain, furiously swung its head, its sharp fangs grazing Qingwei's neck, leaving a trail of blood.

Qingwei narrowly avoided the attack, landing behind an old red pine tree and letting out a threatening growl.

Lu Qingshan reached for the bullet pouch at his waist.

"Qingshan, don't fire blanks!" Old Master Lu shouted from the slope, his voice trembling. "Shoot in the shoulder socket! Don't be greedy for the head, the bone there is hard, it'll ricochet!"

"I heard you."

Lu Qingshan responded by pressing his thumb down on the hammer, producing a crisp metallic click—"click."

At this moment, the cannonball was completely enraged by the two hunting dogs entangled with it.

Lu Qingshan pressed the butt of the gun firmly against his right shoulder.

In that instant, his right eye aligned with the slightly undulating fur on the back of the wild boar's foreleg.

"Bang!"

A blinding burst of fire erupted.

The immense recoil caused Lu Qingshan's shoulder to sway, but he braced himself in a horse stance.

The massive body of the cannonball suddenly lurched to the left, a burst of blood instantly blooming from its shoulder. It staggered back two steps, letting out a piercing howl, but stubbornly refused to fall, remaining standing firm.

"You hit him! Back off! Quickly back behind the tree!" Old Master Lu shouted as he dragged his legs down the slope.

Lu Qingshan didn't answer, his face ashen. He deftly pulled back the bolt, his thirty years of experience running through the mountains making him completely at ease. He poured black powder into the chamber, then took out a lead pellet and inserted it.

"Sir, keep an eye on the dog, don't let it charge too aggressively!"

"What are you looking at! Get out of here! It's coming for you!"

The gunshot wounded Cannonball went completely berserk. Its scarlet eyes were fixed on Lu Qingshan. It lowered its head and charged towards him with overwhelming force, stepping through the swirling snowflakes.

Fifty steps!

Forty steps!

The gale, carrying with it broken branches and snow crushed by wild boars, came crashing down on us.

Big Yellow lunged at the wild boar from the side, biting down hard on its hindquarters. The wild boar dragged Big Yellow along the snow for several meters, leaving a deep furrow.

The blue-tailed dog tried to intercept from the side, but the wild boar's thick neck swung it around, sending the dog flying. It crashed heavily into a tree root that was as thick as a person's embrace, letting out a painful whimper, and didn't struggle to get up for a long time.

Lu Qingshan remained unaffected by external influences, yet his hand movements were as steady as a block of iron.

"Run! Run!" Old Master Lu's voice cracked completely, filled with sobs and despair, "Qingshan!"

"Don't come any closer!"

Lu Qingshan roared and shoved the bolt with his right hand, pushing the lead bullet fully into the chamber. By this time, the wild boar was within twenty paces, and the stench it kicked up as it ran was already hitting his face.

On the slope, Old Master Lu was so anxious that he ignored the pain in his old leg and slid down the slope in a panic.

When he landed, his knees buckled and he fell heavily into a snowdrift. But he didn't even have time to brush the snow off himself. He gritted his teeth, pushed himself up, and picked up his old hunting rifle.

"You bastard, get down!"

Lu Qingshan could no longer hear. All he could hear was the howling wind, the heavy hoofbeats of wild boars, and the pounding of his own heart.

Ten steps!

At this distance, he could even see the yellow tartar remaining on the wild boar's tusks, and his own reflection in its eyes.

He cocked the rifle, raised it to his shoulder, and pressed the muzzle down slightly, following the momentum of the running wild boar.

The cannonball's blood-stained fangs were already right in front of him!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The two gunshots rang out almost simultaneously, overlapping into a deafening roar.

Lu Qingshan's shot pierced the side of the wild boar's neck at close range; while the shot fired by Grandpa Lu while lying on the ground to the side precisely pierced the wild boar's other foreleg joint.

"boom!"

The massive wild boar snapped its front legs, and its enormous body, propelled by inertia, slid forward across the snow like a small black mountain, kicking up clouds of snow mist, before finally coming to a solid stop in front of Lu Qingshan's shoes.

Amidst the swirling snow, Lu Qingshan stood motionless, his hands trembling, but the muzzle of his gun remained firmly pointed at the wild boar's head.

"Finish it off! Don't stand still! Watch out for its last burst of energy!"

Old Master Lu stumbled to his feet, dragging his injured leg, and limped over, his face covered in cold sweat and fear.

Lu Qingshan took a deep breath, stuck the old rifle into the snow, and drew his gleaming hunting knife from his waist.

He circled around to the back of the wild boar's head, gripped the knife handle tightly with both hands, and using the force of gravity as he fell, plunged the knife into the blood vessel below the boar's neck with a soft thud.

The wild boar convulsed violently a few times and then fell completely still.

As the snowstorm subsided, only the heavy breathing of two dogs remained in the ravine.

Big Yellow limped over, licking Lu Qingshan's trouser leg and whimpering pitifully. Green Tail also struggled to its feet; a three-inch-long gash had been cut into its neck by its fangs, and blood dripped from its fur onto the snow, a horrifying sight.

Lu Qingshan knelt down with heartache, hugged Qingwei's neck tightly, avoiding the wound, and gently stroked its back: "Qingwei, well done. Hang in there."

"Snapped!"

A crisp popping sound.

Old Master Lu finally arrived, raised his hand, and slapped Lu Qingshan hard on the back of the head.

"Are you out of your mind?!" The old man's eyes were bloodshot, his whole body was trembling like a leaf, his lips were shaking, and his eyes were filled with lingering fear and anger.