Dorji took out another wolf cub from his bag. This wolf cub seemed to have smelled the milk blood of its sister. As soon as it was held in Dorji's hand, it no longer pretended to be dead. Instead, it struggled desperately. Its small tender claws scratched the back of Dorji's hand, leaving white marks. Just as he was about to throw it, he suddenly stopped and said to Chen Zhen," Come on, you should start killing too. Kill a wolf with your own hands and train your courage. Which shepherd on the prairie had never killed a wolf?
Chen Zhen took a step back and said, You do it. Dorki smiled and said," You Han people are too timid. You hate wolves so much, but you don't even dare to kill a wolf cub. Can you still fight?" No wonder you Han spent so much effort to build a ten thousand li wall. Just as he finished speaking, the wolf pup was thrown into the sky. Before one landed on the ground, another flew into the sky. The more Dorji killed, the more excited he became. He even muttered, Go to Tengri, go there and enjoy yourself!
Chen Zhen felt that not only had his courage not been roused, but he had been scared back by a large portion. He was deeply aware of the huge psychological difference between farming people and nomadic people. People who used butchering knives were naturally more adapted to iron and blood than people who used sickles. Why didn't the ancient Han people keep a nomadic group of Han culture within their own people? Within the traditional territory, there were grasslands suitable for nomadic activities, and they could definitely cultivate a Chinese "Cossack". In the end, building cities to protect the border, and opening up wasteland to guard the border were not as good as nomads guarding the border. The bravery of the grassland people was trained in such a harsh environment year after year.
Five pitiful wolf cubs flew through the air, and five bloody shells fell to the ground. Chen Zhen put all five dead cubs into the dustpan and then looked up at the sky for a long time, hoping that Tengri would accept their souls.
Dolkey seemed to be enjoying himself. He bent down and wiped his hands on his curly boots. There were not many opportunities to kill five wolves in a day. Humans were far inferior to wolves. A vicious wolf could kill one or two hundred sheep at a time. So what if I killed five wolf pups? It's getting late. I should go back and pen the cows. After saying that, he wanted to take his wolf cub. Chen Zhen said,"Don't go yet. Help us skin these wolf cubs." Dorki said,"This is easy to handle. Help people to the end. It'll be over in a while."
Erlang stood next to the dustpan and protected the dead wolf cub. He roared at Dorji and lowered his center of gravity to prepare to pounce. Chen Zhen hurriedly hugged Erlang's neck. Dorji skinned the wolf cubs as if he was peeling lamb skin while saying," The wolf pups 'skins were too small, so there was no need to peel the wolf skins. After a while, he had peeled off all five wolf pups 'skins. He spread the skins on the top of the round slope of the yurt, stretching them flat and straight. He added,"These furs are all high-quality goods. If there are 40 of them, you can make a wolf pup fur coat. It's light, warm, and beautiful. You can't buy it no matter how much you spend."
Dorji grabbed some snow to wash his hands, then walked to the ox cart and took a shovel." You guys really don't know anything. I'll help you guys do it. Dogs never ate wolf pups, so they had to bury the dead wolf pups quickly and deeply. Otherwise, if the female wolf smells it, your flocks and herds will suffer. The few of them walked to a place dozens of meters west of the yurt and dug a pit nearly one meter deep. They buried the five wolf pups 'corpses in it, filled it up, and stepped on it. They also sprinkled some Dichlorvos powder to cover the smell of the wolf pups' corpses. Yang Ke asked,"Do you want to build a nest for the wolf cubs?" Dorki said,"It's better to dig a hole and let it live in it." Chen Zhen and Yang Ke dug a 60-centimeter deep, half-meter-square pit a dozen steps southwest of the yurt. They lined the pit with a few pieces of worn-out sheepskin and left some mud. Then, they placed the little male wolf pup into the pit.
As soon as the wolf cubs came into contact with the soil, they immediately came to life. It sniffed around, looked around, and circled the cave a few times, as if it had returned to its original home. It gradually quieted down and curled up in the corner of the sheepskin, but it was still looking around, as if it was looking for its brothers and sisters. Chen Zhen suddenly wanted to keep the other wolf cub as a companion. However, Dolkey immediately put the wolf cub that belonged to him into his arms, mounted his horse, and ran away. Liang Jianzhong looked at the wolf cub coldly and rode his horse to round up the cow.
Chen Zhen and Yang Ke squatted beside the wolf den, looking at the wolf cubs with a heavy heart. Chen Zhen said,"I really don't know if we can raise it." There would be too much trouble in the future. Yang Ke said: We adopt a wolf, good things do not go out, bad things travel thousands of miles. Just you wait. Now the whole country was singing," Never leave the battlefield until you defeat the jackals." We're actually treating enemies as friends and raising wolves. Chen Zhen said: The sky is high here, the emperor is far away, who knows we raise wolves. What I'm most afraid of is that Abba Bilig won't let me raise wolves...
Yang Ke said,"The cow has come back long ago. I'll go and squeeze some milk. The wolf must be hungry." Chen Zhen waved his hand and said,"Let's feed the dog milk. Let Isle feed it. If the female dog can feed the tiger cubs, it can definitely feed the wolf cubs." Chen Zhen took the wolf cub out of the wolf den and held it in front of his chest with both hands. The wolf cub had not eaten for a day. Its belly was flat, and its four little paws were as cold as pebbles under the snow. At this moment, it was cold, afraid, and hungry. Its entire body was trembling, and it was much more dispirited than when it had just been dug out of the wolf cave. Chen Zhen hurriedly put the wolf cub into his arms to warm it up.
It was almost dusk, and it was time for Isle to go back to the kennel to feed the puppies. The two of them walked toward the kennel. The doghouse that they had dug out from the snow pile had long collapsed due to the warm weather before the cold current. The new snow was not thick enough to make a big snow pile. At this time, the kennel had been moved to a pile of dried cow dung in front of the yurt. There was a small cave dug out by hand in the pile of dried cow dung. The bottom of the cave was covered with thick and tattered sheepskin, and there was a large movable door made of hard and thick raw horse skin. This was the warm home of Isle and his three children. Yang Ke fed Isle with gravy and porridge. Isle then ran to its nest, opened the horsehide door with its long beak, and crawled in. It lay down carefully against the wall of the cave. The three puppies immediately found their teats and used all their strength.
Chen Zhen quietly approached Isle, squatted down, and stroked Isle's head with his palm, trying to block his line of sight. Isle liked his master's caress and licked Chen Zhen's palm happily. Yang Ke pushed a puppy aside and used one hand to squeeze Isle's teat to milk the dog. The other hand held the milk in the shape of a bowl. When he received half a slap, Chen Zhen quietly took out the wolf cub from his arms. Yang Ke immediately smeared the dog milk on the wolf pup's head, back, and paws. Yang Ke used the ancient and effective method of grassland herdsmen to let ewe adopt lambs and orphans. Yang Ke and Chen Zhen also wanted to use this method to make Isle acknowledge this wolf cub son. But dogs were much smarter than sheep and had a better sense of smell. If Isle's puppies had all died or been taken away, he might have quickly recognized this wolf. However, he had three of his own children now, so he was obviously unwilling to accept the wolf. Isle reacted as soon as the wolf cub entered the kennel. He tried his best to look up at his cub. Chen Zhen and Yang Ke could only use both carrot and stick methods to prevent Isle from raising his head.
The cold and hungry little wolf cub was placed next to Isle's teat. When it smelled the fragrance of milk, the little wolf cub, who had been listless and feigning death, suddenly bared its fangs and brandished its claws like a big wolf smelling blood. It was full of murderous intent, and its face that said that it was its mother's milk was revealed. The wolf pups were born one and a half months later than the dog pups. The wolf pups were smaller than the dog pups, and they were also shorter by a head. However, the wolf cub's strength far exceeded the puppy's, and its technique and ability to snatch the teat was also more ruthless than the puppy's. There were two rows of teats on the female dog's abdomen. The size of the breasts varied, and the amount of milk produced varied. What surprised Chen Zhen and Yang Ke was that the wolf cubs were not in a hurry to drink milk. Instead, they tasted the milk along the teats like crazy, squeezing the puppies that were drinking milk one by one. For a moment, the usually peaceful kennel seemed to have been broken into by a thug and robber, causing the kennel to flip over and turn into a mess. The little wolf cub was wild and wild. It arched and knocked over one puppy after another, then tasted the two rows of teats from top to bottom, from left to right. It tasted one and spat it out, tasted one and spat it out again. Finally, it picked the largest and most plump teat in the middle of Isle's abdomen and sucked it without letting it go. It held one teat in its mouth and used its claws to press down on the other big teat. It looked like a tyrant who ate in the bowl and dominated the pot. The three meek, fat puppies were soon chased to the sides by the wolf pups.
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