totem god system

Chapter 325 Another half-moon battle
At noon in the wilderness, although the sun shines tenaciously through the thin clouds to the earth, the wilderness always makes people feel gray and depressing.

Breathing the air that smelled of mud algae, the knights lit a fire, spread several animal skins on the ground, and rested on the spot, biting the hard jerky silently one by one.

When they were on the pasture, eating every day was the happiest time for the knights. They would yell, talk about various jokes, and be carefree.

After coming to the wilderness, they experienced killing, life and death, and they began to become silent, even if they were eating, they didn't want to make too much noise.

The barbaric tribal people in the wilderness are very sensitive to sound. If they still laugh like they did in the pastures, how many enemies will they attract if they don't keep them neat? The knights dare not do this kind of experiment.

But even in the wilderness, eating is a rare rest time for the knights.

They are very tired, fighting intensely, and can't sleep well. Although they have enough food, they are very depressed mentally. They need to relax, but in the wilderness, who dares to really relax?

Only at this time did they realize that the pasture is good, and that the caravan is good. At least they can rest in peace in the pasture without being afraid of being attacked suddenly.

"Boss, you can't go on like this, brothers can't hold on anymore." Red Mane Yang Lie came to Xiao Bai's side and said dully, a scar ran from his left cheek to his right cheek, erasing what he once had Childish, looks full of manliness.

Xiaobai counted the time with his fingers, nodded, and said to Hongmane Yanglie: "Tell them to last for about half a month, except supplies, and leave a group of people, and then we are going to go back to the pasture."

"It's still half a month?" Hongmane Yanglie looked bitter, turned his head to look at the silent knights, turned back and said discouragedly: "Boss, ten days, ten days, can we do it? We have enough supplies, Ma. We can’t bear it anymore, and we have thrown away so much, how much do we need?”

"Snapped!"

Xiaobai slapped Hongmane Yanglie on the back of the head, and said with such anger: "Is it okay to have a little ambition? This is enough? Brothers, what are you fighting for? I really think it's for the winter. If it's just for After winter, we can go back ten days earlier, why bother here!"

"It's not for the winter, so why?" Hongmane Yanglie looked at Xiaobai in confusion. Isn't the purpose of their "nomadic" just to survive the winter? Could there be other meanings in it?
"Hey..." Xiaobai glared at Hongmane Yanglie with hatred, raised his head and said firmly, "For the tribe! Orcs don't need... bah, it's for the tribe!"

emmmmm... I almost slipped my tongue, I don't know why when talking about the tribe, I always think of orcs who will never be slaves, Xiaobai's face turns red.

"Boss, what are you going to say later?" Hongmane Yanglie asked with his eyes wide open, as if he had heard the boss talking about orcs.

"Nothing, you heard it wrong!" Xiaobai cast a glance at Hongmane Yanglie, and said arrogantly.

"Oh, oh, I understand, but we have enough supplies now, isn't it also for the tribe?" Red Mane Yanglie brought the topic back.

"It's enough for the tribe to rely on us?" Xiaobai looked at Hongmane Yanglie.

"No, not enough." Hongmane Yanglie lowered his head, the current population of the Redmane Liema tribe is indeed a little less.

"Then find a way to increase the population. In the next half month, we will get some people and take them to the pastures! Whether it is slaves or tribal people, we will take some people away." Xiao Xiao Bai said it as a matter of course.

"Then why didn't we grab some people before?" Hongmane Yanglie was stunned. It's been a month, and they have plenty of opportunities to grab people.

"Stupid, I've seen the people here. They all rely on their legs. You think everyone has my speed. Can they keep up with your horse riding speed? Before, we needed speed for plunder. Now we need I'm getting ready to go home, so naturally I can take it slow." Xiao Bai rolled his eyes and explained.

Oh, the boss is still smart, Hongmane Yanglie called Xiaobai in his heart, and finally got a wave of Get.

To plunder people from the wilderness, it may not be very reliable to be a tribe, but it is pretty good to be a slave.

Red Mane Yanglie ran to the knights and told them what Xiaobai meant.

The knights did not cheer, but their eyes were shining brighter, and they thought that their pasture was almost dead.

Don't look at the fact that they have only been out for more than a month, but they have experienced too much life and death in this more than a month, how many times they thought they could not go back.

During this time in the wilderness, they will keep it in their hearts, and at the same time, they will be more convinced of Xiaobai. There is a high probability that they can survive because of Xiaobai's existence.

Xiao Bai taught them new weapons, taught them discipline, and even when they were seriously injured, the boss would personally hunt giant beasts and heal them.

This makes the Cavaliers feel that they have followed the wrong person, and following this kind of boss, there is no complaint or regret.

They can feel their own growth, their physical fitness has become much stronger, and they have even more ruthlessness in their hearts. If they don't experience life and death, they will never have this kind of ruthlessness.

How should I put it, they feel that they used to be like children who were laughing and laughing every day, but now they have grown into adults.

The sound of horseshoes sounded not far away, startling the knights who were eating. They put down the jerky in their hands, touched the long knife at hand, raised their heads vigilantly, and looked in the direction of the sound.

The sound of horseshoes is not necessarily one of our own, but it may also be warriors from other tribes of the caravan. This is the wilderness, and no one will obey the rules. Even if they belong to the caravan, they will kill each other.

Died in the wilderness, as long as no one is left alive, the caravan cannot punish him.

The sound of hooves was approaching, and a red horse was galloping. The knights relaxed slightly, they should be their own.

When the rider approached, several knights came to the horse and restrained the horse.

The man on horseback turned over and walked quickly towards the fire, grabbed a piece of jerky and stuffed it into his mouth. While chewing, he put his hands close to the flames to warm his body. Running all the way made him feel like he was about to be frozen stiff.

Red-maned Yang Lie pushed the knight away and walked to the side of the rider, with a murderous look on his face, he asked in a deep voice: "Any news?"

"Well..." The knight who was warming his body abruptly swallowed the unchewed jerky, rolled his eyes so choked, and drank a couple of mouthfuls of milk before recovering, and then said: "Yes, a small tribe , the population is not too large, we can just make a wave.”

"See clearly, there are really not many people?" Red Mane Yang Lie approached and asked fiercely.

(End of this chapter)