The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 294 The Hunt Begins

When Chen Bei and others returned to the Mang Tribe, he found that not only the West Desert, but also the weather in the Southern Wilderness was getting colder and colder.

In the eighth year of the founding of the Mang tribe, at the beginning of the fourth month of autumn, the cold wind howled all night, the forest was covered with white rime, and the ground was covered with frost.

"Sure enough, winter has come earlier again. This year's frost is so evil, I'm afraid it won't be far away when it snows."

In the early morning, Chen Bei stood in the yard, looking at the frozen vegetables before harvesting, he knew that it was time to prepare for the big sacrifice.

"Order, let the first hunting team continue hunting, and the second hunting team will follow me to find sacrifices!"

Chen Bei shouted at the door, and the soldiers at the door immediately went to the hunting team to convey Chen Bei's order.

At this time, two-thirds of the moat has been dug. As long as we work harder, we should be able to bring in the river water before the snow falls.

The honeycomb coal has been made, and the inner tank of the furnace for burning honeycomb coal has also been fired, and it is waiting for the coal-laying furnace.

In terms of food reserves, it is also enough to survive the winter.

If these important tasks can be done before the snow falls, the Mang tribe will be guaranteed, and there is no need to be afraid even if the winter is severe.

Chen Bei didn't wait too long, Shan Wen received the order, and immediately assembled the soldiers of the second hunting team, and then returned to Chen Bei's courtyard.

"Boss, the soldiers of the second hunting team have already brought their hunting tools and are ready to set off at any time."

Chen Bei nodded and said, "Okay, let's go right away."

Chen Bei had already packed his weapons, rations, healing medicine and other things, and then walked to the square in the center of the tribe together with Shanwen.

In the square, more than 500 fighters from the second hunting team have assembled. Compared with before, the number of hunting team has expanded several times.

Chen Bei walked in front of these soldiers and said, "I called you here this time to find sacrifices for sacrifices. How big is this responsibility and honor? I don't need to say more, right?"

The soldiers of the second hunting team were all excited, looking for sacrifices for the totem god. This is the greatest glory for all fighters. Whoever brings back the best sacrifices will have greater glory. Be adored.

"Everyone, show me your best form. This time, we must hunt enough and good enough sacrifices to prepare for the great sacrifice."

"I won't talk nonsense, let's go!"

As usual, Chen Bei encouraged the fighting spirit of the soldiers, and then summoned the Rhino King and ten rhinos, and then sat on the Rhino King and walked to the south of the tribe first, and the ten rhinos followed behind the Rhino King, carrying hunting equipment.

There are already too many large prey hunts in the north, and it is not easy to find a good sacrifice. This time, go south, hoping to find a good sacrifice.

The hunting team of the Mang tribe passed the gate of the Butterfly tribe, attracting people from the Butterfly tribe to watch.

"What are they going to do with so many people? Isn't it going to attack a certain tribe?"

"I don't think it looks like it. They brought a lot of hunting tools, maybe they went hunting."

……

The people of the Butterfly Tribe talked a lot, and cast envious glances at the warriors of the Mang Tribe, because the clothes and weapons on their bodies were really good, and each warrior looked very strong.

Sensing their gaze, the warriors of the Mang tribe raised their heads and walked forward even more, and even deliberately used the power of the totem to deepen the totem lines on their faces to make them look stronger.

This is also a kind of pride. This kind of pride will make them feel the real glory brought by this identity after they become warriors of the Mang tribe, and then they will recognize this identity even more.

When only one tribe is strong enough, whether it is ordinary tribesmen or warriors in the tribe, they will have a strong sense of identity with this tribe and the sense of pride brought by this identity.

Obviously, the Mang tribe has already had this kind of atmosphere.

After leaving the Butterfly Tribe, the second hunting team continued to move forward until they were out of the Butterfly Tribe's range of activities.

There is a large area in the Southern Wilderness. Because it is too dangerous and the environment is relatively harsh, it is sparsely populated.

Chenbei is going to such a place, and only such a place can produce ferocious beasts.

After entering an untouched virgin forest, the danger also increases.

"Roar!"

A ferocious beast suddenly appeared from the grass, and fiercely rushed towards the Mang tribe warriors at the edge of the team.

Shanwen was taken aback, the beast was hiding so well that he didn't realize the danger just a moment before the shot.

When Shan Wen was about to save someone, he found that Chen Bei was faster than him.

"coming!"

Chen Bei has been restraining his breath, just waiting for these ferocious beasts to come to his door, otherwise most of the ferocious beasts will flee upon hearing the wind with his demigod strength.

At this moment, Chen Bei was faster than the beast. He jumped up from the rhinoceros king, surged with totem power all over his body, and punched the beast on the head suddenly.

"boom!"

"Ow..."

The beast weighing several hundred kilograms was sent flying with a single punch, and crashed into a big tree, howling in pain.

The soldier who was attacked by the beast was frightened into a cold sweat, but he is also an old hunter of the hunting team. Seeing the beast being beaten into the air by Chen Bei, he immediately picked up a fishing net and threw it over.

"Hurry up and help!"

After the fishing net fell, two nearby soldiers also came to help, and they caught the beast with the fishing net in a few strokes.

"Roar, roar..."

The beast struggled violently in the net, but couldn't break free. Finally, it was forced to the ground and tied up with a rope.

"Not bad, it can be used as a sacrifice."

Chen Bei patted the thick body of the beast, and nodded in satisfaction. The Totem God likes these ferocious beasts.

Shan Wen sighed aside, the leader is really too strong, such a beast can fall to the ground with one punch.

The hunting team took the beast and continued to set off.

Not long after walking, a mist appeared in front of him, and there was a smell of decay in the air.

"Everyone be careful, this is probably a poisonous miasma, take some antidote first."

All the soldiers of the hunting team will get two packs of medicine before departure, one pack is healing powder, and the other pack is detoxification pills, which are all made by the witch himself, and the medicinal effect is very strong.

After hearing Chen Bei's words, the soldiers of the hunting team took out antidote pills and ate one.

"Cuckoo..."

The miasma was misty, and it was almost impossible to see the scenery in the dense place. There were some strange sounds from inside, and I didn't know what it was.

Because there were too many people accompanying him, Chen Bei chose to go to a place where the fog was thin.

"help me!"

Suddenly, when a soldier walked to a piece of grass, he suddenly sank into it. It was a small swamp, covered by grass, so it was difficult to find.

"Pull the rope and come up!"

The soldier next to him reacted quickly, and immediately threw a rope for him to grab, and then pulled him out forcefully.

Soon, the soldier was dragged out of the quagmire, but he was covered in mud and exuded a stench.

Chen Bei said: "Wash up first, everyone be careful, don't spread too much."

There was a pond next to it. The soldier didn't dare to jump directly into the puddle, but stood beside it, scooping up water with a bamboo tube, and washed it little by little.

In the middle of the pond, there was a pair of eyes with vertical pupils, staring at him all the time, but felt that there was too much powerful aura nearby, so he could only give up and gradually sank into the pond.

(End of this chapter)