The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 243
In the breeding area, all the top fighters of the Mang tribe gathered together, and the flamingos walked around beside them.

Shanwen said frantically, "Boss, are we going to fight?"

This is a militant and one of the three high-level totem warriors of the Mang tribe. His favorite thing is to fight with prey and enemies with his big axe.

It is only in battle that he finds true happiness.

Chen Bei nodded firmly, and said: "That's right, I've been blocked by those giant eagles for so long, I know you're all overwhelmed, now, we have these flamingos that have been domesticated by witchcraft, so you don't have to bear it anymore!"

"Okay, boss, I'm the first to apply for the battle!"

Shan Wen wanted to take the big ax in his hand and wave it a few times to vent his excitement and fighting spirit.

Yun gave the mountain pattern an angry look, and said: "This time, I rode a flamingo to the sky to fight, relying on archery, your stone ax is useless."

Lie also nodded with a half-smile, and said: "Shanwen, I admit that you are very good on the ground, but when it comes to archery, you are really not very good."

Shan Wen was anxious, and said angrily: "Who said that archery is necessary for fighting in the sky? I can't bow and arrow, can't I use short spears? The short spears I throw are much more accurate than you."

Chen Bei nodded, and said, "That's right, a short spear can be thrown accurately, and it can also play a big role."

Yun Helie was speechless, their short spears were indeed not as accurate as the mountain pattern, this point must be admitted.

Shan Wen also became confident again, and said to Chen Bei: "Boss, as long as I carry dozens of short spears, I will definitely be able to tie ten or eight giant eagles for you. Let me be the first to fight!"

Chen Bei said: "If that's the case, then you should go and try it, but you haven't ridden a flamingo before, so you can't go directly to the sky, so try it first to get familiar with it."

In addition to Shanwen, Yun, Lie, Honghua, and Hongye, Chenbei chose six more powerful mid-level totem fighters.

Among them, there is the tribe's number one sharpshooter, Xian.

Although Xian is still an intermediate totem warrior, he can even pose a threat to advanced totem warriors by relying on bows and arrows.

After selecting the people to fight, Chenbei asked them to choose a flamingo each, and firstly, they had to run in at low altitude within the range of the Mang tribe.

Shan Wen chose a strong flamingo, and brought dozens of short spears with him, and did not drop the stone axe.

Afterwards, he was the first to fly into the sky on a flamingo.

After stimulating the potential of the flamingo, the flying ability has been greatly improved.

Even though it carried tall mountain patterns, heavy short spears, stone axes and other items, it still flew up with its wings spread and its feet kicked.

When he just left the ground, Shanwen was very nervous. He held on to the flamingo's feathers tightly, not daring to let go.

But after the flamingo took him around the Mang tribe for a few laps, he gradually found his senses, and became more courageous. With the flamingo between his feet and a short spear in his hands, he tried to throw it at the target from the air. .

For the first target, he chose a branch of a big tree in the Mang tribe.

"Whoosh!"

The moment the short spear was released from his hand, the flamingo's flight path in the air changed a little because of Shanwen's force.

This spear fell through the air, and it was still a certain distance away from the target.

"No wonder the leader said to try it first, the leader is really wise."

At this moment, Shan Wen admired Chen Bei even more. If he rode a flamingo directly to find the giant eagle of the Eagle Tribe according to his previous idea, then he might suffer a big loss if he couldn't cast correctly.

After all, those giant eagles and totem fighters of the Eagle tribe were not trees that would not fight back. When the flamingos of the Mang tribe approached, they would definitely fight back.

"Again, I don't believe that I can't vote!"

Shanwen is also a very resilient person. Failure does not make him depressed, but arouses his fighting spirit.

After the mountain pattern, other people also rode the flamingo into the air one after another. They were more or less uncomfortable, and they appeared in the same situation as the mountain pattern.

Someone even got excited because of the flamingo flying, and suddenly turned over in the air, and almost fell straight away. He was so frightened that cold sweat broke out, and he hugged the flamingo's neck tightly.

Not only people are adapting to flamingos, but flamingos are also adapting to people. This is a process of mutual adaptation.

Only Honghua adapted the fastest, because she herself is the captain of the flamingo team, dealing with flamingoes all day long, and has also flown countless short distances on the immature flamingoes.

"The flying speed of the flamingo is indeed much faster than those giant eagles."

Chen Bei didn't rush to fly on the flamingos, but first observed the flamingos on the ground, as well as the performance of the totem warriors riding on the flamingos.

He had to carefully evaluate whether the performance of these totem fighters and flamingo could take advantage of those giant eagle and eagle tribe fighters.

Fortunately, things are going according to Chenbei's expectations, and even the flamingoes that have stimulated their potential perform better than Chenbei expected, as fast as a red lightning bolt.

"It's our turn."

After observing, Chen Bei patted the flamingo he had chosen, and then began to fly and run in.

He chose the strongest flamingo, because he was a demigod warrior with too much strength, so he had to choose the strongest flamingo to withstand the force he exerted.

Chen Bei, carrying horn bows, short spears and other equipment, straddled the flamingo. The flamingo spread its wings, stared at its feet, flapped its wings a few times quickly, and then soared into the sky.

With the whistling wind in his ears, and the rapid movement of the scenery in front of his eyes, Chen Bei carefully felt the flying rhythm of the flamingo below him, and then tried his best to adapt himself to this rhythm.

Compared with other totem warriors, Chen Bei was not so afraid of heights. He sat on the high-speed flying flamingo, looking for moving targets such as flying birds while moving at high speed, and then shot with the horn bow.

Chen Bei adapts quickly, because he is a demigod warrior, whether it is strength, control over the body, or six senses, they are much better than other warriors.

"call out!"

After flying a few laps, Chen Bei shot down a flying bird far away with an arrow.

"Come again."

Chen Bei was not proud and continued to practice.

He is the leader of the tribe, and he should do well, but if he does not do well, the tribe members will be very disappointed with him.

Therefore, in many cases, while enjoying the benefits brought by this position, people in high positions must pay more than those below, so that they can sit in this position for a long time.

On this day, the people of the Mang tribe were all looking up at the flamingos flying around carrying the totem warriors, and from time to time some people screamed.

Naturally, the movements of the Mang tribe could not be hidden from the people of the Diao tribe.

They rode giant eagles, observed the flamingos of the Mang tribe from a distance, and felt threatened from these flamingos.

On the hill to the north of the Mang tribe, the warriors of the Eagle tribe reported the incident to the leader.

"Quick, too fast, where did the Mang Tribe find these big red birds, why have they never seen them before?"

The leader of the Eagle tribe rode his giant eagle and flew around the Mang tribe far away, and was also very surprised by the flying speed of these flamingos.

"Fortunately, there are only a dozen of such big red birds, otherwise, things will be troublesome."

After flying around, the leader of the eagle tribe returned to the top of the mountain. Although he tried his best to convince himself that the number of these flamingos was small and couldn't be compared with hundreds of giant eagles, he still felt a little uneasy.

Is there anything wrong?The leader of the Eagle tribe became irritable. He had a bad feeling, but if he just withdrew like this, it would be unreasonable and he could only hold on.

(End of this chapter)