Steel, Explosives, and Spellcasters-Chapter 951 - 33: Hunt (Part 4)_3

Chapter 951: Chapter 33: Hunt (Part 4)_3

The people following Winters on his mission to the Red River Tribe also had their eyes opened; even old Sergei, who looked down on the Herd Barbarians the most, was greatly shocked at this moment.

“Good grief!” Old Sergei exclaimed, his face suddenly fierce: “Did some remarkable figure among these barbarians show up?! How did they manage to put up such a grand spectacle?”

Witnessing the grand finale of the Red River Tribe’s ultimate hunt, the older generation was utterly astonished, while the younger generation developed an unexpected sense of sour humiliation—it was not their fault, as competitiveness was the nature of youth.

“What’s the big deal about making a show? Weren’t they almost split by the Blood Wolf?” Vashka was at the age when he enjoyed talking back to his father, and he immediately seized a large banner and loudly exclaimed, “Centurion, when we get back to Iron Peak County, let’s also organize a hunt! A bigger one!”

Upon hearing this, a chorus of approving responses came from the delegation’s team.

Old Sergei instinctively wanted to curse at his son. However, the banner Vasya raised was too big, and the old man had to swallow the swear words at the tip of his tongue, simply glaring furiously at his son.

Winters looked around at his subordinates, seeing many of them eagerly nodding, their faces full of anticipation.

“Okay.” Winters said to Vashka: “When the time comes, you’ll be in charge of driving the game.”

“Roger that!” Vashka failed to notice the trap in those words, and, as if he had been commended, stood proudly with his chest puffed out and his face flushed red.

Pierre sighed softly.

“You don’t like hunting, do you?” Anna asked quietly.

“Yeah.” Winters replied, smilingly, whispering: “I’m tricking him.”

Koshach’s group was the last to arrive at the hunting ground. By the time they could see Qingqiu, the hunting circle was already completed.

So Koshach only needed to temporarily open a gap in the felt wall so that his men could drive the game into the circle, saving some effort in building the felt wall.

Winters could clearly see that when the game entered the circle, the tense cheeks of the Koshach’s hunters all relaxed.

“Do you just have to wait for the official start of the hunt?” Winters asked Koshach with a smile.

“No.” Koshach shook his head: “We need to guard the felt wall, to make sure the game doesn’t break through.”

But in the end, this robust Herder man still revealed a relieved and weary smile: “However, the harvest is not far off.”

A spirited chestnut horse came galloping, and Little Lion shouted excitedly from a distance, “Montaigne! You finally caught up!”

Three days ago, Little Lion, upset with Winters for deliberately taking a detour, went to the hunting ground by himself. The two are now meeting again after a short separation.

“Until we meet again.” Winters looked at Koshach and extended his hand.

Koshach hesitated for a moment, then reached out his hand too.

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The two men gazed at each other, their palms touched and released.

…

“If someone asks, just say you’re from Paratu’s merchant caravan.” Little Lion walked ahead, leading the way, constantly looking back to explain, “It’s not that the Red River Tribe can’t protect you… it’s that there are too many miscellaneous tribes, and I’m afraid some may harbor ill-intentions…”

Not only hunters from various tribes but also ordinary members of the Red River Tribe, as well as leaders and envoys from other tribes, participated in the final “hunting shoot.”

Felt tents belonging to the Herders were scattered all around the hunting ground, and Winters and company felt very out of place as they walked among them.

Therefore, White Lion and Little Lion specifically prepared a separate campsite for Winters.

“… Also, it would be better not to let your people wander around carelessly.” Little Lion advised with embarrassment, “If you need anything, just tell me, and the Red River Tribe can possibly provide it to you.”

“No need to apologize, safety first. The arrangements by the Red River Tribe are already good enough,” Winters reassured Little Lion by patting his shoulder: “However… for water, we’ll need to fetch it ourselves, so we’ll still need to leave the camp a few times.”

Little Lion smiled: “My brother specifically instructed me to arrange for you a campsite near a water source. There, it’s just ahead.”

Following the direction pointed out by Little Lion: twelve small felt tents were clustered around a larger one. A total of thirteen felt tents were neatly located on a small hill near a stream.

Even by Winters’ standards, the campsite’s location had no obvious flaws. Close to a stream for easy water access and elevated ground to prevent outsiders from peering in.

As for the terrain not being defensible enough… around Qingqiu were plains, and there were no natural defenses to begin with.

Moreover, with Winters’ group surrounded by tens of thousands of Herders, if something really happened, no “defensible position” would be of any use.

Looking at the thirteen felt tents, Winters’ heart uncontrollably trembled slightly. He caught hold of Little Lion, “Umm…”

Little Lion looked puzzled and asked in return: “What’s wrong? What do you want to ask?”

Winters was silent for a long time, finally shaking his head and saying with a smile, “Nothing… when can I see White Lion?”

“Now is fine,” Little Lion shrugged, “But don’t you need to rest first?”

“There’s no need.” Winters took a deep breath: “The sooner I see White Lion, the better.”

…

[Iron Peak County Delegation’s Campsite]

Since the host had generously provided accommodation, there was no need for the guests to pitch tents. After all, the thick, spacious felt tents were much more comfortable than marching tents.

While others were busy unloading carts and lighting fires, Anna curiously walked into the largest felt tent at the center of the camp.

The ground inside the felt tent was covered with soft fur leather, and sheer curtains divided the spacious interior into left, middle, and right sections.