The Defeated Dragon

Big battle between monkeys and birds.

Gorte quickly described the scene in detail, in fact a group of fruit monkeys were attacking an eagle: "The bird nested in a coconut tree, and there seemed to be eggs in the bird's nest, and the fruit monkeys did not steal the fruit to steal the eggs. ”

He thinks of this as an interesting story.

Lester rolled over and announced on the spot: "That's it for today's logging, everyone leaves Thorn Hill. Mr. Marcus, you come with me to Oyster Tun.” Without a doubt, the bird is a swimming falcon, and the chick lying in the nest is the one to be broken.

That's his mission reward.

Upon the Lord's decree, the logging team immediately ceased its work and returned to the town along half the gravel road built. Lester had already taken Marcus and four of his cavaliers, one step ahead of the other to Mercedes. When they arrived on the east coast, they saw the patrol surrounding a coconut tree.

There are plenty of monkey bodies under the tree.

“My lord!” Members of the patrol paid tribute.

Lester raised his head and looked at the crown of the coconut tree, which was dozens of meters tall, four floors tall at the lowest, and 20 floors tall at the highest.

The one in front of you, the tallest one, grows at an angle of sixty degrees to the beach, and with his head up, the crown almost becomes a small dot.

At this time, the crown was lively, the chicken flying dog jumped and occasionally dropped the corpse of a monkey. He fell to death on the spot, and even if he did not fall, he could see the wounds on his body, all like cuts by a blade.

“There is a warcraft on it, like a wound caused by a magic blade.” Marcus cautiously provoked a corpse of a fruit monkey.

"It's the Falcon," Lester said with a finger on his finger. "This bunch of fruit monkeys are attacking the Falcon's nest, which should have its eggs. The fighting was intense. Teacher Marcus, do you have any way to get the eggs, which is likely to incubate a new swimming falcon. ”

“Turns out it's a swimming falcon.” Marcus nodded suddenly and frowned, "If it was a tree, it would be easy to climb up, but it was dangerous to have a bunch of fruit monkeys and a swimming falcon on it. The Nest Warcraft is the fiercest, and the Fruit Monkey itself is a fierce herd of beasts. ”

“Well, wait a minute. Maybe they'll both be hurt.” Lester wasn't sure.

Since it is a mission reward, it should not be difficult to obtain, otherwise it is impossible to get bird eggs from a group of fightful fruit monkeys, or from a fight-only wind falcon.

This is another hour or so.

More and more monkeys are dead, and patrol members are not happy to pick them up. These are good wild flavors, and although they can't eat them and the territory belongs to the castle and to Lester, the lord will certainly reward them with a little something.

Lester thought about it and told the patrol: "Put away all the dead fruit monkeys, make up for the serious injuries, tie them up first, I want to live. ”

He had not forgotten his previous ideas and wanted to train the trees on the stolen fruit monkeys to pick the coconut fruit.

“Yes, My Lord! ”

Marcus suddenly said, "My lord, watch out, the rest of the monkeys are getting away! ”

As soon as his voice fell, Lester saw that there were about a dozen fruit monkeys running down the trunk of the coconut tree. Behind them, a big bird whose feathers were all falling off, fanned and chased with its wings.

“Marcus, come with me to intercept the Falcons, everyone on the patrol intercepts the Stolen Fruit Monkeys, one can't let go, can catch them alive as long as possible! ”

sandpiper and clam fight each other and the fisherman wins.

So good an opportunity for Lester to make an immediate decision.

“Yes!” In the face of the opportunity to hit the water dog, the patrol members were quite excited, pulling out their weapons and stopping them under the tree.

Marcus removes the bow and arrow, bends the bow and arrows, and is ready to fire. Lester himself pulled out the red sword he was carrying, and the gemstone weapon gave him confidence.

between blinks.

More than a dozen remaining fruit monkeys have jumped under the trees, and the patrol members howled up and fought. A battle of stealing fruit monkeys, exhausted, there is no decent counterattack at all, like a fly without a head, I don't know where to run, I can only be beaten.

The long gun hit the monkey, lay on the floor a few times, unable to move.

On the other hand, the falling falcon was chasing a fruit monkey. It was too cold to prevent Lester from riding over. The red blood sword was flamed with the flame of a bear, and the target was the ultimate Aurora fierce fire. Heavy rain fell, sparing the swimming falcon a very agile escape, still glued by the rain, igniting its few remaining feathers.

But after this blow, the swimming falcon perceived the danger, shouted, slapped his wings hard and flew to the sky.

Lester couldn't let it get away, yelling, "Marcus! ”

Marcus was already ready, let go, the bowstring ejected, the two arrows paralleled, accompanied by a short, sharp whistle, brutally struck the body of the stroke falcon, the arrows were exhausted, and the blood spilled over the sky.

The swimming falcon swayed and fell on the beach.

……

When the last fruit monkey was stolen, he was hit by a long gun and then held alive by a patrol member. This battle between monkeys and birds ended up with no winners, all captured by fisherman Lester.

Take stock.

Forty-six fruit monkeys were stolen, 39 were killed and seriously injured, and the remaining seven were not seriously injured, all tied up.

The corpse of the Falcon was recovered in a small shape, which is the size of a dirt dog.

A polite patrol climbed carefully onto the crown of the coconut tree to find the nest and pull out an egg slightly smaller than the pineapple.

“My lord, there are eggs!” The patrol members were excited to dedicate their eggs to Lester.

Lester reached out to pick up the eggs before he could begin to appreciate them, and the eggs suddenly made a slight crackle.

“My lord, the eggs hatch!” Marcus stunned.

Lester was also stunned, thinking that the smoke mission was amazing, and just now, the bird's eggs started hatching. After a moment, the shell was pecked open and a bald, ugly bird's head was exposed. He opened his mouth and made a loud “squawking” and "squawking” noise.

Huge eyes on the bird's head, staring at Lister, screaming like he was about to eat.

Lester coughed lightly: "Mr. Marcus, what do birds eat when swimming falcons? ”

“Should... eat little fish and shrimp? ”

“Well, the patrol members, go to the fishermen's house in Oyster Tun, bring some little fish shrimp, remember, live.” He remembered blurredly that in Man and Nature he had seen, there were seabirds feeding their chicks, with small fish still moving in their mouths, apparently live fish.

But it also seems to remember that some birds eat small shrimp into their bellies, bring it back, and spit it out to the little birds.

In short, feed some live animals before talking.

Today's harvest has been enormous, but not so much about a little bird warcraft - the big problem of stealing fruit monkeys has been solved, the coconut tree can pick fruit as much as it wants, even the "workers” who picked fruit; that big swimming falcon body is also a rich Narda, whether sold or eaten, is a big complement.

There are tasks to be accomplished that reward the sparse population of small towns.

“What a day!” Lister is in an extra good mood watching the falcon chicks eat the little fish shrimp, "Teacher Marcus, going back to the castle to continue hosting the banquet tonight, um, barbecue the fruit monkey! ”