No wonder the four waves of Hunters had never even come face-to-face with that boar.
Another thing was that this mountain was too overgrown. Besides the secondary forest, it was almost all dense, thorny scrub. For a boar, pushing through the finger-thick stems and branches was like plowing a straight path.
But the dogs couldn't. They couldn't get through.
Just as Zhao Jun said, when the boar charged to gore the dogs, they were hindered by the scrub and thorns, making it hard to dodge.
Hounds rely on their agility and speed to hunt boars and bears. If a dog can't dodge in a fight, how could it possibly avoid getting injured?
"My young friend, you've really got it!" Huang Gui gave Zhao Jun a thumbs-up and praised, "You're right. Trying to corner this boar with dogs is going to be tough."
But Wei Lai asked Zhao Jun, "Brother Zhao Jun, you say that, but from the looks of it, you're still planning to use the dogs to corner it, aren't you?"
