spartan ancestor

Night falls.

Under the oak tree, more than a dozen contestants held down the struggling limbs of the wild boar, their muscles tensed.

This animal is not only extremely powerful, but also has extremely thick fur. Even though four or five bows and arrows have been pierced on its body, and an ax has been chopped into its neck, it is still struggling.

Noam climbed the branch and jumped to the ground a few times, holding the handle of the axe: "Press it tight."

The ax was pulled out forcefully from the neck, spattering a pool of blood.

With Noam's lips clenched tightly, the ax was swung high and slashed into the wound on the neck again with a strong wind.

"Shhh—" the wild boar neighed one last time before dying, and finally let out its strength.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief in unison, and a companion came running not far away: "Noam."

"Huh?" Noam removed the rope around his waist, and tied up the wild boar's hooves with his companions, "Why, did some of us miss?"

The companion who was in charge of inquiring and delivering the news pouted: "Of course not. I saw two groups of people on the way here, one is Aizhi's team, and the other is Darth."

"..." Noam stopped what he was doing and straightened his waist, "Are they matching?"

Companion: "There is still a long distance between them, I hope they will not meet soon. When I came, Darth was holding a team of scattered people to ask Aizhi about their tracks, but the team of scattered people reported an error position."

The companion analyzed: "According to the theory, according to the strength of Darth's gang, it is easy to encircle and suppress a wild boar. They should have returned to their lives with the dead pig, and they are still wandering in the mountains, looking for His Royal Highness Yacintos and Ai Cintos. Zhi and the others have made it clear that their intentions are not good."

Noam frowned, and soon showed a puzzled expression: "Although there are not many people in Mortax, the only ones who are willing to hang around behind Darth are those whose family has a close relationship with the Senate The number of people on both sides is not bad, His Royal Highness Yacintos and Aizhi can handle it, why are you nervous?"

The companion froze: "Because I saw that none of the people at Aizhi's side were killing pigs. They were all over the mountains and plains stabbing rabbit nests, catching snakes, and digging the ground to pick fruits."

Is there a mistake?This is a fighting game, not survival in the wild!

"..." Norm's expression was also blank for a moment.

He subconsciously looked down at the ax in his hand, hesitating.

Logically speaking, he should not interfere in other people's trials, but before the trial began, His Royal Highness Hyacinthus helped him, and this ax meant a lot to him, almost giving him a second life.

The companions discussed in low voices:

"Should we go and see?"

"What about the wild boar that has been killed? Are we going to carry it all the way?"

"Apollo, leave this wild boar! I think the most urgent thing now is to prevent Darth from becoming the horse commander. For this reason, I would rather kill a wild boar again! You think, each horse commander can choose a hundred [-] subordinates, and these [-] subordinates can be replaced at any time. What if Darth forcibly picks us up and sends us into danger after going to the battlefield?"

"...I have to admit that this is very possible. Nobles have always eliminated dissidents in this way. I still remember that a few years ago, a very good team of Motakes came out in the proving ground, and then the first Battle, was sent by the horse commander to be a death squad, no one can return to Sparta."

The invisible pressure immediately weighed on everyone's heart. After a moment of silence, someone in the team said in a small and vague way: "Damn noble...! Back then, my family's land..."

"Stop talking, who is not here..."

This small area became even more depressing for a while.

Noam frowned quickly, and said in a deep voice: "You take this wild boar out and hand it over to the referee. I owe His Royal Highness Jacintos my life, so I should go and have a look."

Someone cursed: "I'm going too. I'm going to ask, what do people like Ai Zhi think, are they going to hand over the position of horse commander to Darth?"

These words immediately resonated a lot:

"That's right, they all participated in the training together. I know the strength of those Motaxes. It's easy to kill a wild boar. What are they doing?"

"It would be best for Noam, Aizhi, and His Royal Highness Yacinthos to occupy the three horse commander places—if His Royal Highness Yacinthos really has the strength as rumored."

"I won't allow them to give up the position of commander of the horse to Darth. Let's go and take this wild boar with us. If they dare to let it go, I will dare to put the wild boar in their hands."

"No." Noam said in a strong tone, sternly, "Go to His Highness collectively, are you trying to send a signal to the Senate to 'support the royal power and fight against the Senate'? You go out, and I will stay."

"..." The contestants looked at each other briefly, and chose to obey the leader's instructions.

They quickly restrained their reluctance, returned to silence, carried pigs, carried pigs, and were alert, and quickly evacuated towards the entrance.

Noam wiped the bloody ax with the bark, hung it back on his waist, and then headed for Hyacinthus.

He advanced silently and extremely quickly, and after crossing a winding stream, he saw the territory occupied by the Mortax players from afar.

——I also heard extremely noisy shouting.

They said everything, from "Go away! Damn wild boar" to "Hey, hey", and some took the opportunity to vent their emotions during the period, "Ah! How can I marry Kasha? Her parents will definitely not allow it".

Norm: "...??"

If it wasn't for the fact that the messenger companion had already left to inform the rest of the civilian team to evacuate the trial area as soon as possible, he would have wanted to catch them and ask, were the motaxes like this before?

He looked at the jagged stone forest where the strange sound came from in shock, and murmured, "What are they doing?"

Under the moonlight, several black shadows flitted across the stone forest, which were wild boars whizzing through the rocks.

Enraged by the annoying sound, they bared their fangs and growled.

Want to attack the players who make noise, these cunning humans are scattered on the steep rocks over three meters, with the boar's jumping level and four-hoof coordination, it is not enough to jump or climb up the rocks, enough to reach the annoying Twolegs.

If you want to leave, those contestants will shoot bows and arrows or stones in unison, driving them back to the stone forest like sheep.

Ai Zhi stood on the rock, her sharp eyes inadvertently glanced at the petrified Nome outside the creek.

He stiffened instinctively, and stopped throwing stones: "..."

An inexplicable sense of shame spread rapidly.

Hyacinthos couldn't see the distance clearly, but felt that Aizhi's state was not right: "What?"

Ai Zhi sighed: "No...Nom is over the creek."

"? Why is he here?" Jacintos wondered, cutting off a piece of venison with a machete, "told him to either leave or come up. Depending on the current situation, we can 'let the pig go back to the mountain after a while'." 'Come on, don't wait to get in the way."

Aizhi looked at the squatting wild boar under the stone, stood up bravely, and gestured in the direction of Noam with a gesture dedicated to delivering information for the army: [Safe, approach quickly, don't make a sound. 】

"..." Norm's eyes widened.

He couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and looked again, it was still the same posture.

His brain couldn't help but start to think about whether he accidentally offended Ai Zhi.

Roughly counting, there are at least seven or eight wild boars in the stone forest. For such a big and well-trained boar, at least seven or eight players can work together to subdue one unscathed, let alone him dealing with seven boars alone. eight-

Aizhi was still gesturing from a distance, Noam gritted his teeth, thinking, it is impossible for Aizhi not to think of what they thought of.

It is impossible for Aizhi to harm him, and let the nobles take more places as commanders of the horses.Compared to them, Mortax was the one Darth hated the most, not to mention that Aizhi slapped Darth in the face like that before the trial started.

Noam held the weapon tightly and approached the stone forest.

It was also almost the moment he started to move, a few heads popped out from the top of the rock, and the Motax players threw something down, probably meat or packets of nuts.

When he was approaching, the noise and arrow rain in the stone forest stopped suddenly.

Norm's heart almost stopped suddenly, and he stared at Aizhi above the rock suddenly, receiving a urging gesture from the other party.

What is extremely strange is that the wild boars that were scurrying in the stone forest were no longer visible, and Noam could only hear the sound of wild boars groaning and groaning, which came from several huge rocks.

The process went so smoothly that it was incredible that he climbed up the rock along the dangling rope like sleepwalking, until he sat down on the top, still in a trance.

He looked under the rock in a ignorant manner, and finally saw clearly how all this was realized——

It seems unbelievably simple, that is, the Motax players lie on the top of the rock, and from the other end of the rock where no people can see the flow of people, they tie the food down with vines, and then the wild boars are just a few stones away, Like domestic pigs, they get together and eat fiercely.

"???" Noam blurted out his question, "How did you do that?"

Before the words fell, the Motax players had stopped feeding, and the annoying noise and arrow stones from before drove the wild boars on a rampage again.

Jacintos shrugged: "Although wild boars are aggressive and fierce, they are actually timid. So these boars have received a training on aggressiveness before they are put into the fighting arena. When I was young, I often ran to Watch Helots train boars for the trials of combat."

He pointed to a little distance away, and there was a team of Motax coming with a new pig: "If you're curious, you can see how I train it later, it's actually very simple."

Noam's shock relieved Aizhi's embarrassment, and for a moment "running to train pigs during the trial" seemed a bit proud, Aizhi relaxed: "Your Highness will go to see Heroes train pigs? You like animals so much ?”

Jacintos smiled: "Not really. The main reason is that I don't have any friends, so I can only have some fun for myself."

Ai Zhi subconsciously said: "How could there be no..."

He wanted to say, how could Jacintos have no friends because he was the crown prince and he was so good-looking, but then he remembered the "feat" of His Highness in the meeting hall.

How could anyone dare to have a relationship with a nobleman who dared to say in the chamber that "intermarriage is allowed; let Helots, Borderers and Spartans enjoy the same rights".

Aizhi paused, then changed the topic: "Your Highness, did you tame wild boars like this when you were young?"

Jacintos suddenly coughed dryly: "That's not true."

He looked at the sky, his eyes erratically avoiding Ai Zhi's gaze.

In the trial site, there are no ready-made conditions, so such troublesome training can only be carried out.

In fact, domesticating wild boar is very simple. If it is a male wild boar, then put a female domestic pig in the pigpen. Gradually, they will get along harmoniously, and there will be cubs. , The cub's character is becoming more and more docile.

Otherwise, he expressed opinions such as "allowing intermarriage" at a young age, which is entirely based on the experience he has learned from the animal world.

He once discussed this topic with his father in private: "...Father, look at this male wild boar, does it look like a Heroes, and does the female domestic pig look like a Spartan, if the two match—"

His Majesty Una confused him on the spot, and rewarded him with half a month of confinement in a cubicle.

Thinking back to this day, Jacintos still seriously suspects that his father's sudden injury was because he compared the Spartans to sows...

The author has something to say: Young Yacintos: There is great wisdom in governing the country in the little pig farming work!