The Defeated Dragon

seaside.

Liszt rode a Lilong horse, from the pier named Flower Port, along the seashore, all the way to the southernmost beach, without hearing any siren singing.

He had obviously rewarded the siren, but he couldn't find it, which annoyed him a little.

He was going to patrol around Heima Island after Huahua returned from Heima Island, trying to find the song demon as soon as possible, so as not to let the reward escape.

But he didn't wait until he saw the flower number.

The good news worth celebrating has arrived, and the mother-in-law has started giving birth. He immediately patted his horse and rushed to the dog prison, and brought Dou Sen over by the way. When they arrived at the dog prison, the native woman had already given birth to a puppy, which was lying softly on the quilt with black fur.

It was rare for the native woman to burst out with the ferocity of a monster, and grinned at the approaching Liszt and the others.

Even Dou Sen wanted to get close to it, but was frightened away by it baring its teeth and growling.

My lord, animals like cats and dogs are very fierce when they give birth. Don't let people get close to them. You have to be careful that they will bite people. Old Defoe explained.

Liszt understands this truth, which is the instinct of a mother beast to protect her cubs.

So he just stood outside the vigilant range of the native mother, watching the native mother give birth, and those little black milk dogs that didn't open their eyes were his great wealth in the future. There is no need for human help, the mother-in-law knows how to deal with it. Every time she gives birth to a puppy, she eats the placenta and licks the puppy's hair clean.

Intermittently, the mother-in-law gave birth to eight black puppies before completing the delivery.

Seeing that the eight little milk dogs began to scramble for the milk of the native woman, Liszt felt that he had to find a way to take the eight little milk dogs away, and then feed them with the milk of the dragon breed cow - obviously, the mother-in-law's The milk is not nutritious enough, and it is impossible to cultivate intermediate monsters with this kind of milk.

Dou Sen, stay outside and don't move.

He stopped Dou Sen's plan to rush in, and then took out the prepared jerky and fresh milk. First, she approached the cage tentatively. After giving birth, the mother-in-law still had a bad temper. When she saw Liszt approaching, she grinned and growled.

But after Liszt casually threw a piece of delicious jerky over.

It immediately picked up the jerky and devoured it hungrily.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liszt took a few steps closer.

When the mother-in-law roared again, he threw out the jerky again. After repeating this several times, he had successfully entered the iron cage and stood beside the mother-in-law.

If you want to say whether you are nervous or not, you must be nervous.

Although the mother-in-law has forgotten the rock thorn magic, it is a monster after all. If it hurts people violently, Liszt may not be injured. He thinks he has the ability to protect himself, but in case of being bitten, this is no joke--I haven't heard of rabies, but what if there is.

Without rabies breeding, he didn't know whether grudges could kill the rabies virus.

So caution is a must.

After smoothing the grin of the native woman with dried meat, Liszt took out the milk again, put it in a jar, and handed it to the native woman. The native woman sniffed the milk and was a little puzzled, but she stuck out her tongue to taste the milk. Immediately afterwards, he stuck out his tongue and licked it.

Even when Liszt reached out to touch a little milk dog, it didn't even care about it.

Ever since, Liszt put the squeaky little milk dog next to another can of milk, and pressed its little head to make it drink milk.

But the little milk dog just doesn't lick.

Fortunately, he had already prepared for it, and had someone use the leaves of the fragrant coconut tree to roll into a tube with a middle diameter. Put the tube gently on the puppy's mouth, let it suck the tube.

Instinctively, the little milk dog took a sip, and then began to suck milk crazily.

That's right, I've got one. Liszt was full of a sense of accomplishment. He could predict that when the little milk dog fell in love with the milk of the dragon breed cows, he would never try the milk of the native mother again.

Maybe the mother-in-law will increase the milk, but the milk of the current mother-in-law is obviously not rich enough. As long as the puppy does not drink it and does not stimulate the secretion of the mammary glands, the milk probably will not increase.

that's it.

While using jerky and milk to appease the native woman, he taught the little milk dogs one by one to suck milk with a tube.

Probably the native woman who had been tamed for too long, had enough to eat and drink, had obviously calmed down, and didn't care much about her little milk dog. Even if Liszt picked up the little milk dog and made a gesture to take it out of the cage, it just looked up and didn't respond any further.

My lord... the mother-in-law may not have learned how to be a dog mother, and her animal instincts don't seem to be very sufficient. Old Defoe has raised dogs for many years, and has seen many dogs dismiss his cubs, Although the native woman didn't dismiss her, she didn't guard her crazily either.

Then just take all the puppies away.

After making the decision, Liszt carefully removed the puppies one by one, handed them over to the servants and put them carefully in the dog cradle wrapped in quilts.

The mother-in-law watched the whole process without saying anything.

The eight little milk dogs were taken away smoothly.

Liszt breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that what he did was too cruel, so he asked the servant to bring a new quilt to replace the blood-stained quilt. He left a lot of food for it to eat and drink, and put Dou Sen in it, so that the two of them could be intimate.

However, the mother-in-law who gave birth to puppies has no interest in Dou Sen for the time being.

So Liszt had no choice but to take Dou Sen away: Okay Dou Sen, don't be so mean again, the old woman is not in the mood to mate with you now, and I will bring you here another day.

...

The eight little milk dogs successfully moved into the second floor of the castle and were taken care of by Liszt himself.

According to the experience of taking care of Dou Sen, it takes at least half a month for these little puppies to open their eyes. The growth of Warcraft cubs is somewhat different from that of ordinary puppies.

Wow, look at how cute they are, my lord. When they grow up, they will become strong mid-level monsters like Dou Sen, guarding Huahua Town and fighting for glory for you!

Galtai boasted flatteringly.

The successful birth of the local mother-in-law made everyone in the territory cheer. The excellence of Dou Sen is just around the corner. In the future, there will be nine outstanding Dou Sen. The future of Huahua Town is impossible not to think about.

Blessings of the knight's glory!

Your Excellency is the true Son of Glory!

I can't wait for the day when the bulldogs grow up.

Train them well, and they will become the most outstanding force on the battlefield. Everyone will fear the reputation of adults when they hear the name of the bulldog.

The last sentence was Rom's excited words.

Very common flattery.

However, it touched a certain heartstring in Liszt: Rom is right. If one day the bulldogs show their strength on the battlefield, I will be famous for them... But, what will others call me? Earthdog The sword master? Or the tyrannical lord? Or the guy riding the dog?

This name is very condescending, it is a serious blow to his personality.

So he told his subordinates very seriously: From the day when Dou Sen became an intermediate monster, it is no longer an ordinary bully dog. Now that it has offspring, I believe they will become the same intermediate monster. Warcraft, so, it's time to give them a new name!

The subordinates cheered immediately: My lord, please give them new names!

Liszt glanced at the snowflakes flying outside the window, with a heroic mood: On the day they arrived, there was heavy snow in the sky, so we called them... Blizzard Dogs, no, Blizzard Beasts!