My British Empire

  Chapter 297 Meeting a Brown Bear

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   Except for a few necessary guards who followed Edward, the other guards rushed towards the dense forest hungrily like birds flying.

  The birds living in the forest were frightened, one by one opened their sharp beaks, revealing thin red tongues, chirping non-stop, extremely ear-piercing.

  And Edward looked around, in the bushes, bumps, and under the leaves, all kinds of small animals must have panicked.

  Seeing this, Edward couldn't help but feel happy, this is the opportunity I want.

  With his bow of five buckets and his weak arm strength, how could he hit a big animal? Even if it hits, it may not be able to shoot into their bodies, and it cannot be a fatal blow.

   Besides, if you go hunting big prey, what if you hurt the sisters Lucy and Luna who follow behind you, life is the most important thing!

   But if catching rabbits, deer, etc., it is safe and enjoyable, and the two girls will be happy with flowers on their faces!

Why not do it?

  Of course, the reason announced to the outside world is of course the latter one. For the sake of the two girls, His Majesty the King gave up with great difficulty.

  So, Edward is very self-aware and chooses his target on small animals.

  So, with joy in his face and eyes, accompanied by several guards, he followed behind the large army, ready to catch the leak.

  The two girls behind them had a little interest, and some red light appeared on their leisurely faces. Obviously, this kind of hunting game is quite interesting.

  Edward drove the white horse under his crotch, followed the footsteps of the large army, and slowly walked into the forest.

  Been trampled by hundreds of horses, the dense and dense forest, originally composed of layers of compact wooden walls, was broken by a large gap about three to four meters long, and dead branches and broken leaves were scattered all over the ground.

  Seeing the mess of the place, Edward quietly breathed a sigh of relief, he is much more at ease now.

   Who knows how many thorns there are in the forest, what to do if you accidentally scratch your face, it turns out that you are the smartest.

  Looking forward, in Edward's heart, the forest at this moment is like a girl whose skirt has been torn, without a trace of resistance, and can only let him abuse to her heart's content.

  Gently pinched his legs, the horse under his crotch had been trained anyway, and immediately raised its snow-white hooves and took a big step forward.

  The young guards behind him glanced at each other and followed him slowly without saying a word.

  Even if someone has walked through it, the forest is still difficult to walk, and the original speed can only be slowed down.

  And Edward will not forget his real purpose - hunting.

The young king clamped the white horse's thick belly between his legs, and fixed his body gently on the horse's back. He held a horn bow in his left hand, and gently pulled the bow string with his right hand, staring at his big blue eyes. Eyes, carefully observe around, afraid to miss a prey.

  Unfortunately, things are often thought to be beautiful, but in fact they are very touching.

  Even though he watched carefully, and even took some remote paths, the prey was still missing.

   And sometimes he managed to meet a few rabbits, how could he shoot them with his **** skills?

  So, Edward was in the front, and without raising his head, he knew that the two guards behind him were smiling with uncertainty in their hearts, and their faces must also be very hard.

  Seeing this situation, the young king was quite distraught, and his face lost his original confident expression.

   Frowning, Edward thought to himself: In half an hour, if I really can't catch a prey, I will give up, and at most I will be laughed at.

  Facing the pressure of being ridiculed, our King found another remote path, no longer caring about the thorny thorns all over his body, and rushed straight in.

  The two guards behind him didn't care about being surprised, they quickly took the reins and followed, fearing that the king would leave their sight.

   Sure enough, after entering this relatively remote path, some small animals really increased a lot, and several gray rabbits appeared in Edward's eyes.

  This involuntarily made Edward full of confidence, and the horse under his crotch seemed to feel his mood, and the speed under his feet was a little faster.

  Although the road was a bit difficult to walk, it was not bad. After bending down to avoid a branch, I felt more and more relaxed.

  The two guards followed closely behind, but it was unspeakable. This narrow path made the two of them suffer a lot.

   No, Edward looked back, and there were already several bloodstains on the foreheads and cheeks of the two of them.

  Edward still walked forward regardless.

  However, slowly, Edward found that there were fewer and fewer animals in front of his eyes, and the forest became more and more quiet, and even the calls of the birds on the tree branches also weakened a lot.

   As a result, Edward lightly reined in the rein, and the horse under his crotch stopped.

  The two young guards behind them also stopped with doubts on their faces.

   "Your Majesty—" a guard walked up to Edward, lowered his head, and asked softly.

   "Didn't you notice? The forest is getting quieter and quieter. This is very abnormal. Let's go back to where we are!"

  Edward raised his hand, glanced vigilantly at the quiet bushes ahead, raised his hand, and said in a deep voice.

   "Yes, Your Majesty!" Although the guard didn't understand, he agreed immediately, and began to follow Edward, turning his horse's head.

  Although Edward's body began to turn around, his eyes were fixed tightly, not daring to relax in the slightest.

   After reading novels for so many years, isn’t it always like this before the big boss comes out in comprehension and fantasy?

  In the forest, the ones known as big bosses are nothing more than tigers and bears.

  In the cold climate of England, where the trees are lush and sparsely populated, spring is here, and the brown bears who have been hungry for a winter have come and gone, so the **** bear appears

   What can be most reflected is the guards of the palace. They all wear tall bearskin hats and red jackets, which look very comical.

In modern times, the British royal guards still maintain the Tudor costumes, and the brown bear fur hats on their heads have been passed down from generation to generation due to the concern of protecting animals. It is more difficult than it is now up.

   Sure enough, Edward hadn't turned his body around yet. Looking over from a distance, a big brown bear with a thinner head and body than usual, and a smaller brown bear waddled over.

It raised its head, looked at Edward and the others with both eyes, and seemed to be taken aback for a moment. Obviously, it hadn't thought that there would be humans appearing at this time, or it didn't know the four-legged, two-headed creatures in front of it. What is a creature.

   It stretched its head, shook its head, and hesitated in its steps.

But before Edward and the others saw the specific size of the bear clearly, they seemed to have lost their souls. The three of them quickly speeded up, turned around, hit the horsewhip, and the horse under the crotch immediately speeded up, swaying Spread four legs and start running.

  The brown bear glanced at the three people who were getting further and further away, tilted its head, and finally reacted, and hurriedly chased them with four thighs.

   Chasing, the brown bear seemed to feel that he was always chasing, unable to show his majesty, and then opened his mouth and roared: Aww——

  Hearing such a cry from behind, although they felt a little weak, the three of them still seemed to lose their souls, and ran forward without looking back.

   And seeing these three puzzling creatures being frightened by themselves, they ran faster, and the brown bears became more interested in chasing them.

   And in the forest, how can a horse run past a brown bear?

  Looking at the brown bear getting closer and closer, Edward wanted to slap himself a few big ears.

   At this moment, in a panic, he found that there were still a few hunters standing in front of him, and he didn't know what they were doing.

  Edward hadn't spoken yet, but the guard beside him couldn't help saying, "Hey, run, there's a brown bear behind you!"