Chapter 351: White Tiger

Not only was the herd of horses in chaos, but the crowd was as well; however, fortunately, when the White Tiger attacked the horses, everyone had already roughly taken up a relatively correct formation, suitable for both offense and defense.

When the Archers felt the distance was about right, they fired their arrows one after another, but unfortunately, not a single one hit; they all plunged into the Snow and disappeared, and the White Tiger did not even notice that anything was attacking it, still flying toward its target.

The Archers continued to nock arrows, but the White Tiger was already on the horse's back, and they were somewhat hesitant; the White Tiger was still searching for the horse's throat, so the captain of the Scientific Expedition Team made a prompt decision and ordered them to fire, saying that even if they accidentally injured the horse, it didn't matter, as stopping the loss in time and cutting off the danger was the most important thing.

Dozens of arrows flew out, and the White Tiger, crouched on the black horse, was an exceptionally obvious target; this time, several arrows hit, but the horse's legs and rump were also struck by arrows.

The White Tiger fell from the horse in pain, but it still struggled to attack; one horse had been injured and fallen, yet it actually switched targets to choose another horse and successfully tore the horse's leg; perhaps for these wild beasts, hunting large herbivores always carries the possibility of injury, but while injured, one must exert all one's strength to hunt the prey, so as to make up for the loss, and it is also a chance to give oneself time to heal, otherwise, if one is injured and unable to hunt for a long time afterward, and the prey also escapes, then its life is almost at an end.

This time, there was no need for the captain to give another order; everyone decisively nocked their arrows and released them again, and the White Tiger, which had just been trying its best to hunt, immediately became heavily injured, struck by arrows in many places all over its body, and with its internal organs already damaged, it no longer had the strength to move and began to collapse to the ground, gasping for breath.

The two injured horses, both limping, struggled to move away from the White Tiger, but unfortunately, they collapsed after only a few steps, the wounds on their legs bleeding continuously.

The members of the Scientific Expedition Team did not dare to approach either, and could only wait for the tiger to die on its own; seeing that the tiger's breath was still long and it would not die for a while, a Soldier in the Scientific Expedition Team with the best archery skills nocked his bow again, aimed carefully, then pulled the bow to its full draw and shot at the White Tiger's throat; this arrow did not go in very deep, and the White Tiger only let out a wail, then hissed in its throat, gasping for air continuously, with blood flowing incessantly from its throat and mouth, and before long, it completely lost all signs of life.

Seeing the tiger's blood slowly turning to ice in the Snow, only then did everyone dare to swap their Bow and Arrow for a Knife and carefully walk forward; the tiger's abdomen no longer rose and fell, and it was completely dead, so the group began to drag the carcass toward their wooden cabin.

This rare White Tiger must be processed carefully; the tiger meat naturally must be kept, but the most precious thing is this tiger skin; bringing it to the King will surely make him very happy, and the merit represented by this tiger skin is only slightly less than that of a horse.

The herd of horses discovered the crisis had been resolved and only then stopped running, looking back at the humans dragging the tiger's body; their brains could not understand at all why humans could kill a tiger, or how they killed the tiger, but what did that matter? It seemed to have nothing to do with them; in any case, this group of humans would not kill them.

Thus, they slowly gathered together and returned again; the two injured horses wanted to get up, but the pain kept them stuck in the Snow, and they could only struggle in vain.

The lead horse walked over and looked; seeing the blood all over the ground and the severe wounds, it immediately determined that these two horses had no hope of living, so it decisively gave up, snorted, and left.

This is the true situation of Nature; except for Huaxia, other tribes and clans, not to mention the injured, even those who are not injured but are just weak and old, will be abandoned because they will drag down the entire tribe, having no use and instead occupying the tribe's resources.

People will accept their fate and walk into the Wasteland, living one day at a time, and it does not matter if they are eaten by wild beasts; the two horses also understood this situation clearly, but the desire to survive still made them struggle continuously; if they could get up, they would definitely return to the herd at the first opportunity, regardless of whether the herd would drive them away, as this was their way of seeking life.

The members of the Scientific Expedition Team looked at each other, and without needing to say more, they immediately made a decision; they swarmed forward and began to drag the injured horses toward their wooden cabin as well, regardless of how the horses struggled.

The herd of horses watched but remained indifferent; the quick-witted members hurriedly continued to do what they had not finished just before; the boiled water had already cooled in the extremely low-temperature environment, so they carried it back, replaced it with fresh boiled water, and this time they sprinkled even more salt, and also sprinkled oil dregs into the water, clearly trying to bribe the herd of horses, though it was unknown whether they would accept it.

After the injured horses were dragged over, they first hurriedly tied up their limbs to prevent them from struggling, and then the doctor who had come with the team looked at the wounds and felt that although it was not troublesome, he was not confident either, because his skills were not very good, and he had only practiced suturing on pieces of meat, never having tried it on a living creature.

But now he had no choice; he was forced to step up and began to use the wound treatment methods he had learned; the one with the torn leg was more serious, with the skin torn open and hanging on the leg along with the muscle.

He hurriedly aligned the flesh and then directed someone to use cloth to absorb the blood flowing continuously, while he sutured layer by layer; fortunately, after suturing a few layers, there was no obvious blood seeping out, which was a great boost to his confidence.

After the last layer of skin was sutured, he took out herbal medicine, applied it, and wrapped it with Hemp Cloth; as for whether they would live or die next, it would depend on the will of Heaven.

Afterward, he turned to look at the other one, which had two arrows in its rump and leg; the amount of bleeding was very small, and they were not stuck very deep, but their arrows had barbs and could not be pulled out directly, so he had to cut them open.

It was unknown how strong the horses' pain tolerance was; in any case, they were just struggling, and they did not make much sound; the doctor used the smallest incision to remove the arrowheads and then sutured them, using the same method for both arrows.

The surrounding people frowned while watching the whole process, feeling as if their own rumps and legs were somewhat sore; asking them to kill people, slaughter cattle, or divide meat was no problem at all, but watching this process still made them feel some lingering fear; if this were done to them, could they bear it? Sure enough, except for the King and the doctor, the other doctors in their country were all veterinarians.

After the two injured horses were treated, the Horse King even came over to take a look, but it was only a look; without any excessive actions, it left directly.

The two horses probably felt that their wounds were much better, and their struggling lessened, but they still tried to get up; however, they were held down by people, and their legs were also tied, so they had no way at all, and then they were carried into the wooden cabin by the group, and dry Grass was spread under them.