Chapter 331 - The Grassland Hunter, Anar (2/2)

She takes out lamb in the leather bag and nibbles it in silence.

What kind of person was she before? Why can she know the steps of catching wild horses? An ordinary woman can’t even think about such a dangerous thing. Only she can calmly come up with this plan with confidence… She suddenly thinks of the three of Ze Yitong. Now they should be on the way to Naqu Town.

After Anar finishes off the lamb, she drinks the water of the Silver Lake from her cupped hands.

Footprints nearby show that these wild horses have not been here to drink and eat for several days. If the gra.s.s by the Silver Lake is really the finest one on the whole gra.s.sland, then the horse of heaven, as quick as lightning, will definitely come here. Even if other wild horses won’t be here to eat—the king of all horses must eat the most delicious gra.s.s on the gra.s.sland. It deserves that!

There is a determined look on Anar’s face. Man proposes and G.o.d disposes of. She had to do something for her family so that she can return the favor that Dun Zhu saved her and took her in.

If it’s just catching an ordinary wild horse, with her formidable power, Anar is 70% or 80% sure of success.

However, though the speed of wild horses is fast, it’s still difficult for her to win with her mediocre equestrian skill.

As for the horse of heaven, as flawless as white jade—Anar didn’t want Ze Yitong to worry about her, so she didn’t tell the little girl what she always wants to catch is the horse of heaven, very sacred horse in the eyes of all herders!

About catching the horse of heaven, she thinks she only has a 10% chance…

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Anar spends the first night by the lake and she is almost frozen.

The temperature drops sharply on the gra.s.sland at night, so she ha to hide in the pit she dug during the day. Anar finds some waterweeds to cover her body and then she makes an air outlet. She just spends the night in this way. When the morning comes, Anar stretches out and breathes a sigh of relief.

For a moment, she remembers that she once had a similar experience in a snowy and icy day. She also dug a cave to protect herself from the cold. However, when she thinks about it carefully, the memory disappears again.

She has been waiting carefully beside the Silver Lake for a whole day. There are no sheep, not to mention wild horses that come to drink water.

Anar also doesn’t know why she can be so patient. When she is hungry, she eats lamb. When she is thirsty, she drinks water from Silver Lake. She doesn’t do these things near the pit, for she needs to keep the trap the way it is before wild horses come.

Time is going by so fast and soon it’s the third day. Anar is a little anxious this day.

In the evening, she finally knows the reason for her restlessness. There are three wild wolves with green eyes drinking by the Silver Lake… Anar clenches the sharp dagger in her hand.

These wild wolves have already smelled the breath of a stranger, so they try to outflank the haystack where she is hiding.

Anar is holding her breath. If she is surrounded by these wolves, she will definitely be in danger.

She grits her teeth and suddenly jumps on a wild wolf. She is agile in her movements.. It’s like a reflex for her to avoid sharp wolf teeth and stab it in the neck with a dagger.

The warm blood of the wolf spurts over her leather skirt. Anar glimpses another wolf coming at her. She kicks the wild wolf so hard that it falls back on the gra.s.s and can’t get up for a long time.

The other wolf is totally petrified. On ‘their impression, an isolated human is nothing but food. It never considers that one day a woman will change this fact.

This “food” is too powerful. Two wolves are injured in a face-to-face fight. Anar firmly holds the dagger and stares at the third wolf. They are in a stalemate for half an hour. The wolf stabbed in the neck is going to bleed to death. Finally, the remaining two wolves are terrified and decide to withdraw, carrying the injured wolf.

Before they leave, they turn their heads and take a good look at Anar, as if they want to keep her in mind.

Being alert for another half an hour, Anar believes that they won’t be back. She is exhausted and almost collapses to the ground.

Stabbing the wolf, swift kick… all her movements are very smooth, like the instinctive reaction of her body—maybe she was really a hunter before?

Anar shakes her head with a bitter smile. What times is she living in? Now there are few people hunting for a living, let alone a woman who does so. Looking at her hands, she doesn’t even have a coc.o.o.n. How could she do that kind of work?

She frowns when she sees the wolf blood all over the ground. The blood there can be covered by soil. As for that on her leather skirt and boots, she can only wash them immediately.

Anar puts up with bitter coldness and washes her boots and leather skirt. She is hesitating whether to make a fire to keep herself warm tonight or not. At this moment, she hears a synchronized sound of hooves from the distance, like an army heading for a city. The gra.s.sland is actually shaking.

Thousands of armies, thousands of horses…The dust becomes thicker and thicker.

Anar’s look changes. She throws the pungent lamb she carries into the lake. Anar hurries to the trap and finally gets there in time. She hides in the pit before horses cross the gra.s.sy hill, and covers herself with the large piece of pasture she peeled off before.

The sound of horses is as neat as that of a snare drum, knocking on Anar’s heart.

Anar has thrown all her food away. She only has this chance so she must seize it. Anar cheers herself up. She can see that the horses are coming in this direction. Lying still in the pit, her right-hand holds tightly to the strong rope that has been tied to a loop.