Empire: Invincible Valkyrie

Chapter 16 Preparing for the Hunt

"Of course, there is a more important point." Chuge paused, and looked at Wo Hong in a sincerely teaching tone, "In this hunting, we are not only hunters, but also prey."

Zug picked up a dead branch and drew on the ground the spheres of influence of the various tribes in the grassland.

"Regardless of whether the tribes have plundered property or not, when they return to the grassland, they will face a second battle. The powerful tribe swallows the weak tribe, and finally evolves into a battle between the major forces."

"Therefore, no matter what, even if you can't get property, you must guarantee the strength of the tribe."

"Oh~~" Wo Hong thought to himself, and said to himself: "In this way, we can form an alliance with powerful tribes to obtain wealth in the internal struggles of the grassland, and a little bit more, we can also seek to protect ourselves."

"Yes!" There was a hint of appreciation in Zug's eyes.

"This is how the tribe survives. It's good that you understand this."

Beside the bonfire, Zuge guided Wo Hong to understand the general situation of the grassland little by little, and slowly inspired his own ideas. Gradually, Wo Hong became fascinated by what he heard.

About an hour has passed.

The tribe gradually became noisy, a large number of men gathered together, and some elders looked solemn, it seemed that they had encountered some troubles.

"Chief hunter!! Chief hunter!!!" Shouted loudly, amidst the sound of horseshoes, they gradually approached the place where Chu Ge and Wo Hong were.

It was a rough-looking man, dressed in clothes made of unknown animal skins, with a dark war bow on his back, arrow pots all over his back, and an old iron knife at his waist.

"Woo~~" The man's muscular hand reined in the reins of the horse, and the majestic black horse took a few steps on the spot.

"What's the matter?" Chu Ge stood up and looked directly at him.

"There is not much food in the clan, and the reserves are not enough to survive the second half of the year. After discussion in the clan, I plan to ask you to bring people to restart the hunting team and solve the food problem." The man spoke very quickly, and he got to the point one time.

"Not much food???" Zug was a little puzzled.

"I remember Huangyang Lake, where there are still a lot of frozen gazelle. Under the icy lake, there are still a lot of live fish, enough for the wolves and the Hulan people to live through a year. How could it not be enough?"

"It's the Kusor people. They took away these gazelles under the name of one of the twelve ancient tribes, and they are still transporting them!"

The man looked angry, but due to the powerful influence of the other party, the clan only dared to be angry and dare not speak out.

"The Kusol people who represent the gazelle..." Zuge's face darkened, and a cold light appeared in his eyes, "The twelve ancient tribes are really just like the greedy and ignorant gazelle."

"What about the other tribes? Have they been plundered?"

"No, the patriarch of the Kusol people is not too stupid." The man said with some regret.

"Batu, go tell everyone and get ready for hunting."

Zug didn't last too long in his anger. His face quickly returned to normal. The law of the jungle is the truth of the grassland. Since there is nothing to take advantage of, he will not be so stupid as to lead everyone to fight against the Kusors.

"Yes, Chief Hunter." Batu responded loudly, then whipped the whip in his hand, and galloped away.

"Abba, this Kusor man is too deceitful."

When Wu Hong thought that a lot of the yellow mutton he usually ate was taken away, he began to feel angry and clenched his fists.

"This is the internal strife in the grassland." Chu Ge patted him on the back, and said earnestly: "One day, you will become stronger, break the solid state of the grassland, lead your own people, and unify this fragmented grassland."

"Wo Hong, this is what I expect from you."

"When I saw you on the copper pillar, those eyes told me that this child will conquer those ancient tribes with shamans with hatred and anger."

"I will, Dad." Wo Hong said with firm eyes.

He never forgot what those shamans did to him, never forgot those ancient tribes, in order to appease the wrath of "Heavenly Father", they sacrificed one child after another alive.

"Well, that's good, it's worth the promise I made to the ancient clan to save you." Chu Ge nodded in relief.

Wo Hong was taken aback when he heard this, and looked at Zuge's slightly smiling face.

One thing in his mind became clear in an instant, and he finally understood why the living sacrifice was disturbed, the shamans were offended, and as a sacrifice, he was able to live to this day.

It turned out that Zug paid some price behind his back that he didn't know.

Thinking about it this way, it is not that simple for Chu Ge and those angry herdsmen to appear during the living sacrifice. As for the specific reason, Chu Ge did not tell him, and Wu Hong would not ask, but when he is capable of facing Those ancient races.

Even if there is any conspiracy, it will be smashed! ! !
There was warmth in Wo Hong's heart, and his eyes became firmer, "I won't let you have trouble, Dad..."

"Let's go, Dad will take you to choose a bow. At your age, you should have your own bow." Chuge's flat voice came.

Pulled Wo Hong's thoughts back to reality.

"Okay, Dad." There was a smile on Wohong's face, and he followed Chuge unhurriedly. His stalwart body made him feel safe.

Along the way, the passing men all looked at Chu Ge respectfully, put their right fists on their chests, bowed slightly, and their eyes were full of admiration.

Wo Hong looked all the way, and found that the grassland tribes were very pure.

Respecting the strong is the truth that every prairie man respects. If you say that Wuhong is stronger than them, you will also be respected.

The place where the weapons are stored is guarded by a large number of patrolling personnel.

The security here is strict, nearly a hundred totem warriors holding bone spears, holding spears in their left and shields in their right, standing guard with ghostly faces and cold eyes.

"Hunter, what are you here for?"

Seeing Zug's arrival, a strong man with a saber stood out from the team and asked routinely as required.

"Get the bow and arrows for him." Zuge pointed to Wohong.

"His name and treatment." The strong man asked again.

"Ayilit Wohong, the highest treatment."

Hearing this, the strong man greeted his subordinates and brought over animal skin portraits one by one. At the sixth position, he saw Wo Hong and waved his hand to let them go.

"According to your treatment, you can choose any bow, any number of arrows, an excellent sword, or even the best leather armor."

The strong man looked at Wo Hong, and after saying this, he also stepped aside.

"Let's go." Zuge waved to the stunned Wo Hong.

"Oh, good dad." Wo Hong looked at these men fascinated, not only because of the treatment he enjoyed, but also because these Chinese characters are all good fighters, and the murderous look on them, which one has not been cut more than a dozen times? Twenty people.

Wo Hong and Zu Ge walked into the armory, and at a glance, the large number of weapons made him a little dazzled.

(End of this chapter)