We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

When they heard that they were going to catch the big brain axe, the brothers of Ninggu Army immediately became excited.

They were all born as bandits and criminals, and had fought in so many fierce battles, so they all had an adventurous spirit of seeking wealth and fame in the face of danger.

Unfortunately, the hunt was not over yet, and the cavalry outside could not move. In the end, only the Royal Guard Battalion and more than a hundred archers followed Li Che to catch the tiger.

The soldiers who failed to go with them could not help but slam their legs and sigh, as if they could really defeat the tiger if they went.

They say they want to catch the big tigers, but no one has a direction.

The little tiger was brought in by a Saker Falcon. God knows how far it flew. Maybe it found the little tiger outside the enclosure.

Phoenix Mountain is so huge. It will take a long time to search through it inch by inch.

The person who tied the bell must untie it, so Li Che can only place his hope on Haidongqing.

After a close conversation with Haidongqing, he expressed his desire to visit the place where the little tiger was found.

I don’t know if the Saker Falcon understood, but it actually flapped its wings and flew slowly in one direction.

After all, the Saker Falcon is a divine bird. Legend has it that there is only one Saker Falcon among 100,000 eagles, and it is the god of all eagles.

Moreover, among Saker Falcons, pure black is the best, pure white is the top grade, white with other hairs is second best, and gray is the next best.

A pure white Saker Falcon like Li Che, without a single strand of hair, is a divine bird among divine birds, so it is normal for it to have some strange features.

Li Che and others followed the Saker Falcon through the forest, left the enclosure and came to a hill. The Saker Falcon circled over the hill and stopped flying.

Jie Ming looked up and inspected the place, then said seriously, "Your Highness, this place does look like a mountain king's abode."

Hunters naturally have a way of distinguishing the tracks of wild beasts. Jie Ming sniffed the air and smelled a strong stench of wild beasts.

The little tiger seemed to have sensed something. He had been curled up obediently in Li Che's arms before, but now he struggled desperately.

Li Che waved his hand, and the guards behind him immediately rushed forward, setting up a wall of shields, spears, and crossbows.

After everything was ready, Li Che put the little tiger on the ground.

The little fellow walked up the mountain with his chubby feet, step by step.

Li Che led his men to follow behind.

The mountain road was not difficult to walk on, and there was nothing special about the surrounding environment. It was just that there seemed to be fewer animals here, and no sound could be heard except for everyone's footsteps.

The little tiger stopped only when a cave appeared in front of him.

Jie Ming took off the bow and arrow from behind him and whispered to Li Che, "Your Highness, the tiger should be in this cave."

Li Che looked at the Saker Falcon that landed on his shoulder in surprise: "You're really good, little guy. You really found it. I'll give you a snack tonight!"

After hearing what Li Che said, the Saker Falcon remained indifferent, but Hu Qiang looked at it with envy and jealousy.

How could this guy be so lucky to receive such a generous gift from His Highness?

Is it because it is white? I am black?

"Let's go in and take a look." Li Che was curious. "Light a torch. There should be quite a lot of space inside."

Two guards lit torches and walked into the cave first.

Roar--

Then, a deafening tiger roar was heard.

The two guards were so frightened that they retreated one after another.

"Your Highness, there's something, a huge insect!" said a guard with a pale face.

The surrounding soldiers quickly raised their bows and crossbows and aimed at the cave entrance.

After waiting for a long time, nothing came out.

Jie Ming stood up, put down his bow and arrow, and drew his sword: "I'll go and take a look."

"Is it okay?" Li Che hesitated for a moment, "If there's any danger, forget it, just set it on fire."

"It's okay, I can get away with it."

Jie Ming held a torch in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, and nimbly slipped into the cave.

Soon, his voice was heard from inside: "Your Highness, there is a big insect that is seriously injured and can't move."

Li Che stood up: "Let's go in and take a look."

Qiu Bai quickly grabbed him and said, "Your Highness, your body is worth a thousand gold, you must not take risks."

"That's fine. They say you can't get a tiger cub without going into the tiger's den." Li Che glanced at the little tiger on the ground. "Now that I have the cub, I must go inside the tiger's den to take a look."

Qiu Bai knew that he could not stop Li Che, so he could only bring a few good men with him to protect Li Che closely.

The cave was a little dark, and there was an indescribable unpleasant smell.

Li Che followed the firelight and saw a huge monster lying on the ground.

It is about two meters long from head to tail, with a large and round head. The word "king" formed by several black horizontal lines on the forehead is more clear.

His body was moving slightly, and he was clearly still breathing, but not much.

"The stomach was ripped open. It was done by another beast, probably a giant insect." Jie Ming squatted on the ground and examined it carefully. "The wound has been there for a long time and is a little inflamed."

Li Che frowned and looked, and sure enough, he saw a hideous scar on the big tiger's belly.

The little tiger beside him suddenly jumped out.

"Hey!" Li Che didn't hold on and watched the little tiger dive into the arms of the big tiger.

The big tiger no longer had the strength to move, as if the roar just now had exhausted all its energy.

The little tiger let out a childish cry and rubbed its body against the big tiger's, trying to lift it up.

"It seems to be mother and son." Li Che felt a little sorry, "Fortunately, Mr. Zhuge is not here, otherwise he would definitely drop his pearls after seeing this scene."

"Your Highness, I'm here." A resentful voice came from the corner, "Also, what do you mean by dropping little pearls?"

Li Che cleared his throat to ease the embarrassment and asked Xiang Jieming: "Can it be saved?"

Jie Ming looked at Li Che doubtfully, not really understanding his Highness's train of thought: "Your Highness wants to save it?"

In ancient times, big beasts were considered a scourge. It was common for them to come down the mountain and pick up someone to eat, or to harm the people.

Everyone wants to get rid of it as soon as possible and be a tiger-fighting hero, but Li Che actually wants to save it?

"After all, it's a mountain lion in my territory. It's good to raise it as a good omen." Li Che replied.

Jie Ming suddenly understood.

The nobles had many strange hobbies, and many of them kept skinny horses from Yangzhou and handsome servants.

In comparison, Li Che just likes to keep a big insect at home, which is not so outrageous.

"If it were an experienced veterinarian, perhaps it could be saved," Jie Ming replied.

"It just so happens that the medical camp is at the foot of the mountain." Li Che said immediately, "Hey, someone, quickly get a stretcher and carry it to the medical camp."

The Siberian tiger is the heaviest cat species. Adult female tigers are slightly lighter, but still weigh around 170 kilograms.

Chang Ningxue, who was bored in the medical camp, saw seven or eight strong men running towards her carrying a stretcher and hurried to meet them.

When she saw what was on the stretcher, she was stunned for a moment.