Eighteen
Story: General, don't run away with the bag Author:Velvet Verity Novels words:5538 Update time:2023-07-16 03:12:30
The annual hunting season arrived quickly. On that day, the weather was clear and sunny. Muren Junsheng, accompanied by the royal guards, arrived at the hunting ground early and set up camp on the spot.
Murong Junsheng held up his bow with his left hand, placed an arrow on it with his right hand, and with a swift whoosh, the arrow was released from his hand, causing a young deer to instantly collapse.
Hahaha! Murong Junsheng laughed heartily, looking quite pleased as he said, "Gentlemen, let's have a competition to see who can catch the most prey. There will be great rewards for the victor!"
As soon as the words fell, he flicked his horse's leg and galloped away. The guards were eager to try and followed closely behind. Even if he wanted to show off his skills, he had to ensure the safety of the Emperor and not let him get lost.
However, the fact is they indeed lost the emperor. Just think about it, Murong Junsheng was riding an exceptional horse, while they were on ordinary ones. There was no way they could catch up. This was Murong Junsheng's first time participating in a hunt as an emperor, and he was full of vigor and excitement. He didn't consider slowing down at all. With Murong Junsheng's silent consent, the horse galloped swiftly, and before he knew it, there was no one beside him.
"What should we do about this? The Emperor is about to encounter some trouble! Those of us following him don't have enough lives to compensate for it!" Now, all the guards lowered their heads, none of them had the eager and ambitious desire to impress anymore!
"What's going on?" The clever guard immediately went to find Ruizixuan.
"What's the panic! Split up and search!" Lu Zixuan scolded, realizing that it was crucial to stay calm in moments like these, despite his own overwhelming anxiety.
And as for Murong Jun Sheng, who wandered alone, he was still very excited at the moment. Along the way, he shot many preys, but he didn't know that he had been straying further and further away, even deviating from the royal hunting grounds.
Ahhhh! A roar of a tiger echoed, causing Murong Junsheng's heart to tremble. He fixed his gaze and saw an imposing old tiger, with its eyes wide open, mouth wide open, revealing two sharp incisors, slowly approaching him step by step.
His hand involuntarily clenched the bow, and Murong Junsheng notched an arrow, swiftly shooting it towards the tiger's chest.
Roar! The arrow struck the tiger's body solidly, but missed its mark. The tiger let out a painful roar, its eyes gleaming with ferocity as it lunged towards Murong Junsheng.
Bang! The horse suddenly fell to the ground, and before Murong Junsheng could shoot his second arrow, he was violently thrown to the ground, followed by a tiger pouncing on him.
Ugh! Murong Junsheng felt pain as he firmly gripped the tiger's front legs with both hands. His body had been scratched by several deep wounds, but he paid no attention to these injuries. The key was how to kill the tiger.
His hands were becoming increasingly weak. Just as Murong Junsheng thought he was about to lose his life to the tiger, an arrow came flying through the air, piercing the tiger's chest.
Howl! The tiger let out a mournful cry and collapsed onto the ground. Muyong Junsheng exhaled a breath, his hands drooping weakly. He had truly exhausted all of his strength accumulated throughout his life!
The person who shot the tiger was none other than Xiao Rufeng, who had come to look for Murong Junsheng. Originally, Xiao Rufeng had just come here to try his luck, thinking that if he couldn't find anything on the hunting ground, perhaps the Emperor had already left. He never expected to witness such a shocking scene. Fortunately, he arrived in time, otherwise he couldn't even imagine what the consequences would have been.
"Your Majesty, how are you?" Xiao Rufeng hurriedly ran over, crouched down, and inquired.
"Your Majesty, I'm fine..." Murong Junsheng's eyes widened in a sudden panic. "Be careful!" Before he could finish uttering these words, he could only watch in horror as the tiger pounced and knocked down Xiao Rufeng to the ground.
Hiss! With a quick turn, his face was harshly scratched by the tiger's claws, and his body heavily fell to the ground. He urgently braced himself against the tiger's chest with both hands. He never expected that the tiger was still alive.
Awoo, awoo! Perhaps because Xiao Rufeng pressed on its sore spot, the tiger continuously opened its mouth, emitting a series of pitiful cries, its exposed teeth relentlessly attempting to bite through Xiao Rufeng's neck.
"Hurry, go!" Xiao Rufeng slightly opened his mouth, urging Murong Junsheng to leave quickly. He felt that he couldn't hold on for much longer.
Shaking her head, at that moment Murong Junsheng never considered escaping alone. Instead, she struggled to pick up the fallen arrow from the ground and moved slowly. Then, exerting all her strength, she fiercely thrust it towards the tiger's chest.
Roar! The tiger felt another sharp pain and turned its fierce gaze back to Murong Junsheng. With a forceful swing of its tail, Murong Junsheng, who was already weak, was instantly tossed aside and rolled down the hillside, powerless.
"Your Majesty!" With an unknown burst of strength, Xiao Rufeng pushed the tiger away, quickly stood up, and took a few steps, but unexpectedly stumbled and rolled down the hillside.
At this moment, the fierce tiger was truly completely exhausted, its eyes rolled white, unwillingly slowly closing.