The vision of the carriage was very good. From a relatively high vantage point, they could see everything that was happening within a certain area. In Lynch's eyes, the bushes in all directions were constantly swaying, as if something was hidden in the bushes and was moving quickly.
These were the predators of the grassland, and the most important species of prey in Nagalil – the leopard lion.
The leopard lion was neither a leopard nor a lion. It was an independent feline. It had a pattern similar to that of a leopard, and at the same time, a circle of golden hair around its neck (do not bring it in).
Because of its appearance, people called it the leopard lion.
In the past, there were lions and leopards in this grassland, but as the leopard and lion groups grew stronger and stronger, the leopards and lions were driven further and further away, and even to other places. At present, the main carnivorous hunters here were leopard lions and spotted wolves.
Striped wolves were very territorial. They had their own territory. Because striped wolves were more resistant to hunger than leopards and lions, they did not have as high requirements for survival as leopards and lions, so they would not migrate with other herbivores.
And wolves were very smart. They knew that humans were dangerous. Except for occasionally attacking villages when there was a shortage of food, they would stay in their own territory most of the time.
Leopards and lions, on the other hand, always needed enough food to ensure their combat effectiveness and to raise their cubs. They would not migrate with their food.
A few minutes later, the boiling grass on the grassland had completely quieted down. However, the quietness at this time gave people a feeling of oppression.
The hunters in the cart got down from the cart. They held ropes and nets in their hands and began to walk slowly towards the herd of beasts.
At this time, Lynch noticed that the knights were constantly restraining the hammerhead bulls to try to stay in a certain area. This was also to make the next step of hunting the predators better.
As time went by, a hammerhead bull with its back twitching suddenly raised its head and looked around. It seemed to have found some danger.
But it was too slow to react. At this time, under the sun, a golden figure shot out from the grass like lightning and jumped on the back of the hammerhead bull.
It was an adult and strong leopard lion. Its fur shone with a charming luster in the sun, especially the golden fur around its neck. Presumably, the ladies of Boorne would love to have such a scarf.
The leopard lion's claws were three to four inches long and were very sharp. It dug into the Hammerhead Bull's flesh and tore at the wound on its back. Fresh blood stained its golden fur, adding a special kind of beauty to it.
A second leopard lion jumped out of the bushes, followed by a third and more.
The entire herd of Hammerhead Bulls instantly fell into chaos. These Hammerhead Bulls had already been frightened and injured. They were no longer as united as before when they were in danger. They were no longer able to form an advantageous force against the predators.
The wounds on their bodies made them think that they had been ridden by a predator. This kind of fear allowed their instincts to dominate their originally underdeveloped little brains. Naturally, they were unable to gather together.
The Knights gradually retreated, followed by the Hunters who were equipped with equipment and began to move.
It was a little comical, but there was also an indescribable sense of heaviness.
"We could have used guns and knives, but the price of a complete pelt is higher. So we have to get some live ones, some complete pelts. I've told them not to use weapons!"
Hassana's eyes shone with a greedy and bloodthirsty luster. He picked up an old telescope and began to enjoy the hunt.
Behind the telescope, the hunters on foot had approached the hunting circle. Their first target was a Hammerhead Bull that had given up resisting.
Beside the struggling Hammerhead Bull on the ground, there were seven or eight leopard lions. Some of these leopard lions were choking the Hammerhead Bull's throat, some were grabbing its eggs, and the rest were tearing its stomach, which was the softest part of its body.
Blood, guts, and a strong pungent smell of blood. The Hammerhead Bull was not dead yet. It could only watch as its stomach was cut open and its guts flowed out. It could only helplessly wait for death to come.
When the hunters approached, the leopard lions that were feeding let out a low growl filled with warning.
The Hammerhead Bull was their prey!
Two of the leopard lions that were eating started to lower their bodies. Their hind legs were starting to gather strength, ready to launch an attack at any time. If these two-legged animals did not leave, the leopard lions would attack to protect their prey.
However, they were mistaken about something. These humans were not here to steal their prey, they were here for themselves!
The delicious beef brought life-threatening danger to the Hammerhead Bull, and the beautiful pelts brought great danger to the leopard lions!
The humans did not back down. The leopard lions instantly understood that they could not unite with the humans in front of them.
When the first leopard lion launched itself forward, its target and the few people beside it raised the net in their hands at the same time.
The net was very sturdy and accurately wrapped around the leopard lion, but the leopard lion still crashed into the humans.
A human and a leopard lion rolled far away at the same time.
The human who was hit by the leopard picked himself up and walked a few steps. His face suddenly changed, and he fell to the ground again.
His nose began to bleed. He tried to wipe it with his hands, but he could not wipe it clean. No matter how much he wiped, new blood would flow out. He might be injured, but no one knew how serious his condition was, and no one cared about him.
When he coughed out a mouthful of blood, no one looked at him anymore.
There was no need to treat such an injury in this place, because it could not be treated!
The leopard lion instantly exploded and crashed into a human at a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour. This was actually a car accident.
The leather and iron plates on his body reduced some of the impact, but his ribs were still broken. Not only were they broken, but they also pierced into his lungs.
Blood quickly filled his lungs, making it difficult for oxygen to be sent into his blood through his alveoli. In just a few seconds, his brain lost its balance due to the lack of oxygen.
He was finished. His lifeless eyes looked at the scorching sun in the sky, but for some reason, even though it was clearly the brightest time of the day, his world was getting darker and darker.
The departure of a human was a trivial matter to the animals on the grassland and to the society of Nagalil.
The others were still fighting desperately. The leopard lion that was trapped in the net struggled to break free from the things that bound it. It did not have flexible fingers or a smart brain. Using brute force would only make it sink deeper into the net.
People pounced on it, held it down, and tried to tie it up.
At this time, the other leopard lions realized that this was not a group of ordinary opponents. They immediately gave up on dealing with the dying hammerhead bulls and began to deal with the humans.
As one of the leopard lions let out a roar similar to "ho ho", more leopard lions gathered towards this side.
Hassana, who was sitting in the cart, smiled. He liked to see this. He liked to see the tenacity of humans fighting against nature. It made his blood boil!
But the people who were facing a huge crisis did not think so. If it were not for money, if it were not for the one in a million chance to change the status of their family, no one would be willing to die!
As far as they were concerned, he was simply courting death.
The humans and leopard lions were fighting in groups of two or three or four against a leopard lion. Because of Hassana's request, they were not allowed to use weapons to destroy the leopard lions' fur. They could only use ropes or nets.
They did not have tranquilizer guns or anesthetics. Even Hassana was not willing to come into contact with poisons. Just like some countries had strict control over firearms and certain sensitive goods, in Nagalil, the ruler had established a strict management system for all kinds of poisonous things.
In addition, some natural toxins would destroy the color of the fur, so in the end, it would be a cruel, terrifying, and exciting melee.
A melee between humans and predators at the top of the food chain!
Lynch watched for a while and said, "It's too slow. Maybe you can let them use weapons."
Hassana looked back at Lynch with a faint smile. "Do damaged fur and intact fur have the same price?"
Lynch shook his head and did not mention it again. In fact, they were not talking about that, but it was the same thing again.
The battle lasted for more than ten minutes before it gradually came to an end. Some of the leopards and lions gave up on their prey and quickly disappeared into the grass. The rest were either strangled to death or trapped in the net and could not break free.
Hassana looked at the prey with satisfaction. As for the wounded on the ground, they were nothing in his eyes. He paid the money, and these people had completed the mission. They should even be thanking him for his generosity.
The next step was to clean up the battlefield. The knights came back from afar. They first dissected the hammerhead cows and wrapped the leopard lions with their leather to ensure that the fine fur would not be damaged during the transportation.
Then they began to distribute some simple things to the wounded, such as cloth strips, some grass ashes, and so on.
Lin Qi looked at these people and sighed silently. Most of these people might not be able to survive, but it wasn't their injuries that would take their lives.
The bite wounds looked terrible, but as long as they were treated properly, it would not affect their lives. What really made it difficult for them to survive was the bacteria in the wounds.
These leopard lions' teeth and claws contained a lot of bacteria and viruses. These things were not a problem when they were on their bodies, but when they entered a human's body, they would be fatal.
More than half an hour later, Hassana's nephew appeared in front of Lynch and Hassana in high spirits, reporting the good news. "A total of fourteen leopard lions. Three of them are alive, and the rest are dead. Their fur is very well preserved. I've never seen fur of such high quality before!"
In fact, five of them were alive at first, but two of them broke their legs during the struggle. Lynch probably would not want these disabled leopard lions. No one would want to go to a zoo or somewhere else to see a group of disabled leopard lions.
But their fur was still well preserved, so Hassana directly strangled them to death.