Urgent for Wolf Teng Chapter 5

Old Bi Lige kept silent all day, smoking one cigarette after another. Stark Chan overheard the old man say to himself, It's time for wolves to be heartless.

Chapter 5 (1)

Or cloud, Turks come from the kingdom of Suo north of Xiongnu. The adult of the tribe is called Abu Bu, and there are seventeen brothers in all. On the one hand, he said that all clay teachers in Iraq were born of wolves. Defamation and stupidity destroyed the country. Clay figurines don't feel strange, but they can call the shots. Marry a second wife. Yun is the daughter of a summer god and a winter god. Four men were born after one pregnancy ... this statement is unusual, but it will eventually breed wolves.

-Zhou Shu? Turkic-speaking

Thick black clouds rushed out from the horizon in the north, rolled and circled, and went straight into the blue sky, as fierce as smoke and black fire. In an instant, the clouds swallowed the shadow of Baili Mountain, like a huge black palm pressing to the top of the pasture. The orange sunset in the west has not yet covered the sky, and the north wind wrapped in dense snowflakes instantly swept across the vast Oroqen grassland. Snowflakes flying all over the sky, under the oblique sunlight, are like hundreds of millions of hungry locusts flapping their yellow wings and rushing to the rich pasture.

Mongolian proverb: wolves run away with the wind. For decades, the wolves in Oroqen grassland, a guerrilla movement at home and abroad, took this rare opportunity to cross the boundary pillar, jump over the fire escape, cross the border patrol road and kill into the border grassland of Oroqen. It's freezing outside, the grass is thin and the sheep are thin, and the poor mountains and wolves are hungry. This year, the wolf meat stored under the snow in winter in China was stolen, and the spring shortage in foreign countries intensified, making it difficult for wolves to catch the antelope with clean snow and light hoofs. A large number of hungry wolves have gathered at the border. This round of wolves entered the country with particularly red eyes, a particularly large appetite, particularly cruel means and reckless behavior. Almost every wolf rushed in with desperate revenge. The Oroqen grassland was busy digging China's den, but neglected to guard against foreign invasion.

In the middle and late 1960s, the level of grassland meteorological forecast was that rain did not see water and sunny did not see the sun. Director Uligi said the weather forecast was nonsense. Except for a few old people such as Biliger, they were worried that the ranch leaders would use so much labor to dig the wolf's den, and they discouraged them several times. No one else warned of the cold current and the wolf disaster in advance. Even the officers and men of the frontier defense station who have always been concerned about herders and animal husbandry production failed to predict and remind them in time. In the past, once they found the footprints of the big wolf on the frontier patrol highway, they would immediately notify the field departments and herders. In the border grassland of Oroqen grassland, the hills are low and unobstructed, and the cold storms are often as fast as lightning, and coyotes who are very good at meteorological warfare often use the storms to successfully organize blitzkrieg again and again.

These days, a group of new horses have just gathered on a warm sloping meadow in the northwest of Allen County. This is a first-class horse selected by a certain division and regiment of Inner Mongolia militia cavalry in Oroqen grassland, with 70 or 80 horses. These days, I'm waiting for the medical report. As long as there is no gangrene, I can hit the road at once. The combat readiness is tight, and it is a great responsibility to take good care of the military horse. Representatives of the Ranch Army and Revolutionary Committee specially selected four waitresses with good sense of responsibility, alertness, courage and horse skills, and asked them to be divided into two groups, who were on duty in turn 24 hours a day and guarded around the clock. Batu, commander of the second militia, served as the team leader. In order to prevent the troops and horses from returning to their original horses' homes, Batu also kept all the horses dozens of miles away from here. A few days ago, it has been warm and sunny, with clear water and dense grass, and there are scattered first spring buds. Paramilitary horses are happy and never stray. The four hostesses also tried their best, and a few days passed without an accident.

When the cold wind stopped, the white-haired grassland wind with more than ten winds swept through. The lake poured on the grass beach and the cattle rushed to the corral. The yurt at the tuyere was blown into a big bowl and fell apart after several turns. The felt boxcar driving against the wind was lifted, and the shed felt flew into the sky. Snowflakes are so dense that people riding horses can't see their heads and tails. Snow grains are like sand grains shot by sand guns, swishing at high speed, pulling out hundreds of millions of white flying marks, like white hairs flying all over the sky. The old man said that a shaman mage in ancient Mongolia once said, "White hair wind, white hair wind, that's a hairy white hair monster going crazy." White Mao Feng is famous for this sentence. Between heaven and earth, on the grassland, people and animals all smell white hair and fear. People screamed, dogs barked, sheep barked, and thousands of voices suddenly merged into one voice: the roar of the white-haired troll.

People who are going to continue to burn the midnight oil to dig wolf holes are trapped in the distant mountains and are in a dilemma. Most of the hunters who came back were lost. Almost all the old, weak, women and children left behind were dispatched, desperately chasing and intercepting the herd. In the grassland, whether you can keep your labor savings for many years is often between one day and one night.

When the wolf crossed the border, the first target of the organized attack was the fat army horse. That day, the old man Bi Lige thought that our army had been sent away at the prescribed time, and he was secretly glad that Bai Mao Feng was with him. Later, I learned that the horse was delayed by the medical report for one day. On the same day, the correspondent who received the report followed Bao Shungui, the military representative, up the mountain and dug up the wolf cubs. This spring, there were more than a dozen wolves, more than a hundred. The howling female wolf joined the wolves, which made them crazy and cruel this year.

The old man said that this fighter plane was given to the Wolf King by Tengger singer. This must be the revenge target chosen by the White Wolf King, who is familiar with Ellen Grassland, after field investigation.

As soon as the wind blew, Batu bent down and rushed out of the groom's simple felt bag. It's his turn to get off work this day. Batu has been working several night shifts in a row, exhausted, but he still can't sleep and hasn't slept a wink all day. Batu, who grew up among horses, suffered a lot from Bai Mao Feng and wolves. The peace of being suspicious for many days has made his nerves as tight as the strings of a horse's head. At the slightest sign of trouble, his head will buzz. Ladies with great manners all remember the grassland motto written by Zhu Xue: In Mongolian grassland, there is no peace behind peace, but there is danger behind danger.

Batu smelled the wind of white hair as soon as he got out of the bag. When he looked at the sky and the wind direction in the north, his wide purple face suddenly turned purple-gray, but his amber eyes flashed with surprise. He hurried back to his bag, kicked Shazlun, his sleeping companion, and then rushed over to use his flashlight, pull the bolt, press the bullet, tie up the horse stick, wear the fur robe, put out the fire, and don't forget to bring two fur coats to the groom on duty in the herd. The two men picked up their guns, carried a two-foot flashlight, boarded the telephone pole and ran in the direction of the horses in the north.

At the top of the western hills, the sun sets, and the Yilan grassland is dark. As soon as two horses rushed down the hillside, they collided head-on with the white-haired wind like a tsunami avalanche, and the horses were immediately swallowed up. People are choked by white-haired wind, blinded by snow and sand, and horses are blown by surprise. Two horses seem to smell something, their heads are shaking, and they always want to turn around and take shelter from the wind. The two are close at hand, but Batu can't see his fingers. He was too anxious to hear Shazlun's answer. The wind and snow roared and lost everything. Batu gritted his teeth, wiped the sweat and frost on his forehead, settled his center, then turned the harness upside down, took a big flashlight and turned on the switch. Usually it is like a small searchlight, a beam of light, which can illuminate horses hundreds of meters away. At this time, the visibility does not exceed ten meters. The beam of light is full of flying white hair. Soon, snowman and snow horse appeared in the beam, and a pale and fuzzy beam shone on Batu. The two men drew a circle with a lamp, tried to control the stunned horse and finally leaned together.

Batu grabbed Shazleng, pulled off his hat and shouted at him, Stop, stop the horse here. Drive the horse to the east, and be sure to avoid the big bubbles on the shelf hill. Or it's ruined.

Shazling also shouted in front of Batu: My horse is frightened, like a wolf. How can the four of us hold on?

Batu shouted: I want to fight for my life. ...

Say that finish, two people holding a flashlight, according to the north, and constantly shaking the lights, to the other two companions and Ma Qun signal.

A gray horse suddenly burst into two beams of light, slowed down a few steps, and suddenly stopped beside Batu, as if he had met a savior. The big grey horse was frightened and gasped, and was bitten under the neck. The horse's chest is full of blood, and the wound is steaming, dripping into blood ice under the wound. Shazlun's mount jumped up at the sight of blood, then lowered its head, grabbed its neck and ran with the wind. Batu had to catch up with his horse quickly. The big grey horse also ran away at once.

The fifth chapter (2)

When Batu finally grabbed Shazlun's reins, the horses had just rushed to their side. Under the dim flashlight, all the horses that can be seen are like the big gray horse, terrified and lost their souls. Horses hissed in the wind and kicked while running. Hundreds of shaking and crazy horseshoes rolled up the surging snow waves and drowned the more fierce rapids under the horse's waist. When both Batu and Shazleng nervously aimed the beam at the horse, Shazleng was so scared that he rushed forward and grabbed the horse's neck and almost didn't fall off the horse. Although the flashlight illumination is more blurred in the snow waves, the sharp eyes of the two hostesses have already seen the wolves under the horse. Almost every horse in the herd has one or two wolves chasing after it. Every wolf's fur is covered with white fur and snow, and its whole body is white. The wolf's waist is bigger than usual, scary and white. White wolf, ghost wolf, wolf that scared the groom to death. I usually turn my head and run when I see the flashlight. At this moment, my chest is full of hatred, as crazy as the wolf king and the mother wolf, without fear.

Batu was guilty and sweaty, and felt that he had hit the Wolf God and was about to be punished by Tengger singer. Although every herder in Oroqen grassland will eventually be buried in the wolf's stomach, he hoped before his death, and so did his family and friends. After his death, his body was cleaned up by the wolf and his soul returned to Tengger. For thousands of years, it has been calm for thousands of years. However, everyone who is still healthy and semi-healthy is afraid of wolves and refuses to let them kill him before his life is over.

Batu and Shatzling haven't seen the other two hostesses for a long time. It is estimated that they may have been frostbitten by the white-haired wind and taken away by the frightened mount. Those two waitresses are on the day shift, without guns, flashlights and thick leather robes. Batu said cruelly, let them go, it's important to save the horse!

The horses are still running in the light of Batu's play. Seventy or eighty paramilitary horses are the hearts and souls of a dozen horses and dozens of waitresses-they are of noble blood and pure breed. They are the world-famous Ujimuqin horses among Mongolian war horses in history, and they were called Turkic horses in history. They all have beautiful body frames, and they are hard-working, hungry and thirsty, cold-resistant in summer, fast running and strong. Usually, most of these horses are ridden by stewards and field directors. This time, in order to prepare for the war, it was assigned to the militia cavalry division, and the pasture was miserable. Once these horses are fed to wolves or suffocated by blisters, the waitresses are not like wolves and have to tear them apart. Batu's blood rushed to his head at the thought of the usual out-of-control hostess.

Batu hesitated when he saw Shazleng, so he held Ma Chong in his arms as if his head were a pole. He stopped Shazlun's horse with his own horse, nailed him next to the horses, shook his face with a flashlight several times and shouted, If you dare to run, I will shoot you! Shazlun shouted: I'm not afraid, but this horse I ride is afraid! Shazlun whipped the horse's head a few times with the reins before controlling it, then turned on the flashlight and waved the harness at the horses. The two men led the horses with flashlights, whipped some horses that did not listen to the command and ran with the wind with harness, and squeezed the horses to the east. Batu estimates that this place is getting closer and closer to the big bubble, and it is more than 20 miles at most. Military horses, castrated horses with the same color, high head and wide chest, will not be dragged down by ordinary horses, such as pregnant mares, young horses and old ponies. These horses run fast. At this rate, in less than half an hour, the whole horse will have to rush into the mud pond. Terrible is that the big bubble in front is narrow from north to south, wide from east to west, and long across the front. It's hard to get around if the wind keeps the same. Batu felt that Bubble was like a huge demon's big mouth, waiting for the wind monster and Wolf God to send it a fat horse meal.

White Mao Feng's wind direction remains unchanged, facing south, and continues to roar and blow fiercely. In the dark, Batu can feel the height of terrain, the direction of vein and the softness of geology from the change of Mata grassland, and judge his position and wind direction. Batu was so anxious that he felt that the female wolves who had been hollowed out and lost their cubs were even crazier than the Wolf King. He forgot that he was surrounded by wolves, that wolves might bite his mount at any time, and that he might slip and fall into these hungry wolves. He was desperate to make a hullabaloo about and beat wildly with his harness. He only has one thought left now, that is, to stabilize the morale of the army, gather the scattered troops, drive due south and bypass the bubble. Then drive the horse to the yurt concentration area and use dogs and people to deal with wolves.

Under the guidance of the torch light, the horse gradually recovered its reason, and seemed to have a backbone under the beating and growling of two inseparable mistresses. A big white horse volunteered, hissed with its head held high, and stepped forward to become the leader of the new herd. Batu and Shazlun immediately aimed the beam at the first horse. With the first horse, the horses got excited, quickly restored the instinctive team spirit of Mongolian horses, and organized the traditional formation against wolves for thousands of years. The first horse suddenly let out a long hiss, and the formation washed away by the wolves suddenly concentrated on the first horse, shoulder to shoulder, belly to belly, impenetrable. Hundreds of horseshoes stepped up their downward efforts, stamping, kicking and slamming. The wolves were caught off guard, and the fierce wolves lost their advantage for a while. A few wolves caught under the horse's belly were tightly surrounded by horse legs like fences, so they couldn't jump out or escape. Some wolves are crippled by the pounding of horses' hooves, stamping their backs, kicking their heads and making a piercing cry, which is more human than Bai Mao Feng. Batu breathed a sigh of relief. He estimated that at least two or three wolves would be kicked to death and injured by horseshoes. He can remember this land border, and he can come back to skin the wolves after a calm. After the slaughter, the horses quickly adjusted their formation, with fear of horses inside and strong horses outside. Form a chain iron fist-like defense line, and the powerful iron hoof makes the wolf tremble.

It is getting closer and closer to the big bubble. Batu is satisfied with the regular formation of the newly formed horses. This formation can be commanded. As long as the head horse is controlled, it is possible to drive the horse to the east of Paozi in the little time left. However, Batu is still afraid. These wolves are extraordinary. Crazy wolves can't fight. The more they fight, the more fierce they are. The more they kill, the crazier they are. No one is afraid of the revenge of the crazy wolves on the grassland. The wolves must have heard the wolf's cry just now, and the road behind is very dangerous. Batu looked at the horses, and many horses were bitten. This group of horses, all good horses and war horses, were fought with wolves. Even the injured horse desperately followed the pack, desperately keeping the formation neat and trying not to give the wolves a chance to attack.

However, these horses have one fatal weakness. They are all horses, but there is a lack of fierce and aggressive girls (stallions) who can take the initiative to attack the wolf. In Mongolian grassland, every large herd of horses has more than a dozen horse families, large and small, and each family has a girl. Those girls who have knee-length manes and even mop the floor and are taller than other horses are the real head horses and killers in the herd. As soon as they met the wolf, the horses immediately formed a circle under the command of the mare and pony, and the big horse was outside. All the girls are fighting the wolves head-on outside the circle. They let go of their long manes, groaned and growled, stood up on their hind feet, hung over the wolf's head like a hill, then swooped down with their front feet and smashed the wolf's head with their two huge front feet. Once the wolf escapes, the girl will bow her head and chase him, even scratching and biting. The biggest, fiercest and most violent girl can bite a wolf, throw it into the sky, fall to the ground, then scratch and kill it. On the grassland, no matter how fierce the wolf is, it is no match for the girl. No matter day or night, Ermaz guards the horses warily. Even if the horse is frightened by wolves, lightning and mountain fires, Erma3 zi3 will protect his family from beginning to end, minimize the casualties of his wife and children, and lead the horse to safety.

At the moment, how much Batu misses his girlfriend. However, the temporary horse with white hair and all the horses in the herd are castrated horses. Although strong, the male has lost and is not aggressive. Batu secretly complained that the regular army had not come to the pasture to collect horses for several years, and people almost forgot the consequences of not having girls in the horses. Even if someone thought of it, they thought that the army would leave in a few days anyway, and it was none of the ranch's business if the army left. It is almost impossible to make a mistake, but the wolf took advantage of it. Batu had to admire the Wolf King's vision. He probably had already discovered that this was a group of horses without girls.

The fifth chapter (3)