Chapter 13 Temporarily Avoiding the Edge
Chapter 13 Temporarily Avoiding the Edge
Shirasu could probably guess what Yamamoto Ken and Lee Jung-tae were thinking.
Therefore, Bai Zhou's solution is to temporarily avoid confrontation, allowing the number of Dreadnoughts to recover on the one hand, and finding a relatively safe place to accelerate the evolution of the Dreadnoughts' size on the other.
Otherwise, by the time the 200th day arrives, it will be difficult to deal with Li Zhengtai and Yamamoto Ken using only his own intervention points.
Before this, Bai Zhou had already found the place where the Dread Chicken would go next, which was the Buffalo Territory not far to the north.
Water buffalo are a reverted species selected by Annam. They are large in size, relatively docile in nature, and mainly feed on herbaceous plants, which does not directly conflict with the carnivorous tendencies of the pheasant.
More importantly, buffalo herds are slow-moving and have vast territories.
The dire chicken could use its size and speed advantage to establish new habitats on the edge of buffalo territory, avoiding the constant attacks of wild dogs and cheetahs, which was very suitable for the evolution of the dire chicken's size.
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Led by their leader, the Fear Chickens began their migration northward to the Buffalo Territory.
During their migration, the flock of pheasants encountered several small-scale ambushes.
Ken Yamamoto and Jung-tae Lee clearly weren't going to let the pheasant get away.
However, the Fear Chicken, with its enhanced size and fighting instincts, broke through the interception at a relatively low cost.
When the flock of pheasants stepped into the wetland and shrubland boundary at the edge of the buffalo territory, the Chinese viewers who had been anxiously watching the battle breathed a slight sigh of relief.
We're finally safe for now!
[Bai Zhou's decision to relocate was very wise.]
[Japan: What kind of skill is running away? Come back and fight me if you dare!]
[South Korea: This is just stalling for time. Once we've secured our intervention points, it won't matter where they run off to.]
Inside the observation room, Ken Yamamoto and Zhengtai Li looked slightly grim, even though they had already planned to use intervention points to exterminate the pheasant flock when the 200th day arrived.
But when the fear chickens actually escaped their encirclement, they were still somewhat angry.
In the eyes of Yamamoto Ken and Li Zhengtai, since you chickens won't live past the 200th day anyway, why don't you just stay here and let us wipe you out?
They insisted on migrating to the buffalo's territory.
After discussing it, Li Zhengtai and Yamamoto Ken decided not to enter the buffalo herd's territory, but to leave two wild dogs and two cheetahs to watch over the edge of the territory.
After the feral chickens settled on the edge of the buffalo territory, Bai Zhou began to carefully observe the buffalo's behavior patterns.
The buffalo herd is led by an exceptionally large leader, over two meters tall at the shoulder, whose curved horns gleam like obsidian in the sunlight.
They were alert to the arrival of the pheasant, but did not launch an attack immediately.
Water buffalo generally will not attack unless they or their herd are in danger.
The leader of the chickens clearly understood this as well.
It began by leading several strong dire chickens to consciously prey on small animals such as lizards and ground squirrels within its territory, rather than choosing buffalo from the start.
The buffalo's massive size and its large, curved horns make it difficult to deal with; if you're not careful, you'll die before you even kill the buffalo.
The buffalo herd and the pheasant herd lived together peacefully for twenty years without conflict.
The number of chickens has recovered to more than 300, and their length and weight are not much different from those of 20 years ago.
The number of these chickens has increased, and they now need to spend a lot of time eating every day.
Baizhou knew it was time to hunt water buffalo.
Relying solely on small animals like ground squirrels for food can barely sustain the survival of these 300-odd chickens; any further additions would result in some of them starving to death.
The pheasant leader also noticed that small prey was becoming increasingly scarce in its territory, and it knew it had to target larger prey.
Twenty years later, one afternoon, he followed a herd of buffalo with a few pheasants.
The herd of buffalo in front of the leader of the chickens numbered more than forty. These buffaloes stayed together and rarely separated, whether eating, drinking, or sleeping.
Therefore, the leader of the chicken-fearing buffaloes did not target adult buffaloes, but rather the playful buffalo calves.
Its gaze eventually settled on a lone buffalo calf.
The calf was about six months old, a size larger than an adult pheasant, and was innocently munching on tender grass, about thirty meters away from its mother.
The leader of the chickens knew this was a golden opportunity.
The leader of the dire chickens let out a low, almost beastly roar, and the five strongest dire chickens followed him, crouching low and gathering towards the buffalo calf.
The Fear Chicken Leader does not charge in a straight line, but uses rocks and bushes for cover, approaching quickly in a zigzag pattern. The bushes provide excellent cover for the Fear Chicken Leader.
In just a few seconds, they covered a distance of more than 20 meters.
The buffalo calf seemed to sense the danger, raising its head and looking around blankly.
Just then, five more pheasants suddenly darted out from both sides, forming a triangular formation and pouncing on the chicks!
The calves were startled and instinctively ran towards their mother, but they were much slower than the frightened chickens.
The leader of the chickens accelerated and sprinted, instantly catching up to the side and rear of the cub, its mouth full of fine, sharp teeth biting down hard on the cub's hind leg!
"Moo!!"
The cub let out a pitiful scream, its hind legs buckled, and it almost collapsed to its knees.
Pain and fear caused it to writhe wildly, trying to shake off the attacker on its back.
The leader of the pheasants held on tightly, its body swaying from side to side, but its thick hind claws dug deep into the ground, struggling to maintain its balance. The other two pheasants seized the opportunity to pounce, one biting the chick's other hind leg, and the other biting the chick's neck.
The buffalo calf's struggling strength is astonishing. With a weight of nearly 30 kilograms, the buffalo calf kicked the pheasant that was biting its neck, sending it rolling away.
Although the kick wasn't very powerful, the chicken still took a while to get up.
Hearing her calf's pitiful cries, the cow charged furiously, her heavy hooves pounding the ground.
Seeing the charging cow, the pheasant leader made a decisive move, released its mouth, and issued a series of urgent commands.
The dire chickens that participated in the attack immediately gave up and scattered.
The cub, dragging its injured leg, staggered toward its mother, but because of the injury to its hind leg, it moved as slowly as a snail.
The leader of the chickens seized the opportunity. This time, it used its powerful jumping ability to leap directly onto the back of the chick and its sharp teeth precisely bit the connection between the chick's neck and spine!
Although no cracking sound was heard, the pheasant leader still managed to tear a piece of flesh from the buffalo calf's neck with its teeth.
Despite the pain, the buffalo calf used all its strength to throw the pheasant leader off, but the numerous wounds on its body gradually blurred its consciousness.
The buffalo calf collapsed before it could return to its mother.
The bite force of the fright chicken is not particularly strong yet, so it cannot kill the buffalo calf in a short time. Therefore, it can only kill the buffalo calf by attrition.
When the mother cow ran to her calf, the calf had already stopped breathing. The mother cow stayed by the calf's side for an hour before returning to the herd.
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