Chapter 112: A Complete Herd of Fire Stallions!

Those present had never even seen a hundred gold coins gathered together; even when raiding the scorpion nest, there were only a few dozen coins.

So, it was even harder to imagine what a scene of over two thousand gold coins together would look like.

"That is the value if sold; if not sold, it is merely a few Fire Stallions!"

"And this batch of Fire Stallions is a complete herd, including mares and foals."

"I intend to keep these horses in the territory to become the seed stock for breeding hundreds and thousands of Fire Stallions!"

"Master, I will immediately notify all the clansmen!"

Hearing his master's vision, Captain Pike's expression became extremely solemn.

Before, it was only shock.

Now that it was confirmed there were truly that many Fire Stallions, he knew he must treat this very seriously.

After all, this mission was absolutely the most significant mission for the Hunting Village after joining Storm Territory!

It was the best opportunity for them to report to my lord Gervas.

An hour and a half later, Gervas appeared near the Dragon Blood Grass Canyon with over a hundred people.

They did not advance further, fearing that entering early would cause the scent to alert the Fire Stallions.

Moreover, since the Hunting Village was participating this time, professional matters must be left to professionals.

"Captain Pike, the rest is up to you!"

"Master, we will not let a single Fire Stallion escape!"

Captain Pike and the others were full of confidence.

If it were other terrain, they might not have had such confidence.

But this deep and long canyon ahead was simply a natural trap.

"Then let us begin!"

Gervas nodded in satisfaction, watching as Captain Pike and the others entered the canyon.

Because there were no tall trees inside the canyon, only low grass, he could clearly see what Captain Pike and the others were doing.

Captain Pike and the others smeared dung on their bodies as they advanced.

Upon reaching the location of the Dragon Blood Grass, they began digging pits and setting up ropes.

After busying themselves for more than half an hour, Captain Pike returned.

"Master, we have completed the trap setup; now comes the ambush waiting period. During this time, there must be no disturbance inside the canyon, lest it startle the arriving Fire Stallions!"

Gervas naturally understood what this meant; confirming Captain Pike did not need their cooperation, he directly ordered the guards to retreat two li.

As for himself, he did not leave, but lay prone on one side of the cliff with Lei Meng, waiting.

Time passed minute by minute; half an hour later, several brown figures appeared at the other end of the canyon.

"They're here!"

Gervas and Lei Meng exchanged a glance, excitement in both their eyes.

Especially Lei Meng, whose fists involuntarily clenched slightly.

Although his lord had said beforehand that Fire Stallions would truly arrive,

seeing the herd of dozens of Fire Stallions with his own eyes, Lei Meng could not help but be shocked.

These were dozens of Fire Stallions; most high nobles probably could not possess so many Fire Stallions under their command.

After the excitement subsided, both Lei Meng and Gervas pressed their bodies lower, burying themselves deep in the grass, leaving only two eyes staring intently at the distance.

Perhaps because they were foraging with a complete herd, the Fire Stallions were extremely cautious, even more so than the Swift Gray Rabbits last time.

The Fire Stallions sniffed and sniffed again, lingering and pacing at the canyon entrance for a long time, yet refused to enter the canyon.

It was as if the grass at the entrance was more appetizing than the Dragon Blood Grass.

Just as Gervas and Lei Meng were wondering if this herd of Fire Stallions had sensed something, one Fire Stallion finally slowly stepped into the canyon.

However, it only advanced a little over ten meters before continuing to graze.

Fully five or six minutes passed; seeing there was truly no danger, it raised its head to look toward the depths of the canyon and began approaching, stepping with its hooves.

Other adult Fire Stallions also began entering the canyon one after another, in twos and threes.

However, they likewise did not immediately advance deep; instead, they lined up in an orderly fashion, with dozens of meters between them, eating a few bites and walking a few steps.

At this time, the first Fire Stallion to enter the canyon had reached the middle section, where Dragon Blood Grass had already appeared ahead.

This Fire Stallion's steps unconsciously quickened a bit; after stepping into the range of the Dragon Blood Grass and casting one last glance around, it lowered its head and began chewing.

The crunching sound of chewing rang out particularly loudly in the quiet canyon.

Walking while chewing, another five or six minutes passed before this Fire Stallion finally raised its head and looked at its other companions.

Neigh!

A long horse neigh caused the Fire Stallions far behind to raise their heads one by one.

Clip-clop! Clip-clop!

Afterwards, the five or six foals that had not previously been in view, led by the mares, entered the canyon, trotting happily with their short legs toward the middle section of the canyon.

Other Fire Stallions gradually joined the run, flanking the foals.

"It's done!"

With the appearance of the foals, Gervas knew today's hunt was basically secured.

Indeed, the Fire Stallions were now completely at ease; after the foals and other Fire Stallions reached the middle section, they did not even observe the surrounding environment but eagerly began crunching and eating.

And the Fire Stallions' feeding was very concentrated; this was originally to better protect the young, but now it had become a better opportunity for the hunters to capture them.

Rustle!

Rustle!

As the Fire Stallions grazed on the Dragon Blood Grass in peace, wooden stakes and ropes suddenly shot up from the ground, forming a cordon around this herd of Fire Stallions.

No wonder he's a professional; this encirclement is far more concealed and far more solid than Gervas's last one.

Not only were the supporting tree stumps previously lying hidden in the grass, but there were also five ropes used to block the way; even a foal of the Flame Horse could not escape.

Compared to this, Gervas's capture of seven Flame Horses last time was purely luck.

Roar, roar, roar!

With such a commotion, the Flame Horses naturally sensed something was wrong and immediately surged, running toward the surroundings.

Unfortunately, the ropes all around completely restricted their escape; instantly, the large and small Flame Horses became headless flies.

Neighing and the sound of hooves echoed throughout the entire canyon.

Nor did the hunters dare to delay; at this moment, they too successively threw off the thick sod covering their bodies, shouting as they stood up.

Each of them held a lasso in hand; after spinning it several times to build momentum, they threw it at the Flame Horses without hesitation.

Their lassoing technique was extremely skilled; not a single person missed, and every rope landed firmly around a Flame Horse's neck.

After lassoing a Flame Horse, the hunters yanked hard, tightening the slipknot to lock it firmly onto the Flame Horse's neck, then they ignored it.

Instead, they picked up a second lasso and began throwing again.

It turned out that one end of the thrown rope had long been fixed to the low wooden stakes that had already been driven in.

This way, there was no need to worry about the Flame Horses struggling; on the contrary, more lassos could be thrown to guard against any contingency.

In just a dozen seconds, over forty Flame Horses had at least three lassos hanging around each neck.

At this point, no matter how violently they struggled, it would be futile.

"Excellent!" Seeing this, Gervas could not help but stand up and shout his approval.