171 - Putting an end to the plague starts with me

In the cave, Ah Leopard sobbed quietly, and the white fox and several of his clansmen were standing on the side.

On their faces, they all showed shocked expressions.

The Black Mountain Tribes, is it really a thing of the past?

Looking at the crying leopard, the white fox fell silent.

The extermination of the Black Mountain tribe should have been a happy thing, however, the white fox at this time was not happy anyway.

The fall of the Black Mountain Tribe means that the next target of the Frost Valley Tribe is the White Fox Tribe.

As the patriarch of the White Fox Tribe, the White Fox knew what he had done wrong when the coalition attacked the Black Mountain Tribe.

In terms of his sin, it is not unusual for an entire mountain range to unite against him.

The white fox did not doubt that the thief would do this, nor did he doubt that the thief would have such strength.

After all, when the Montenegrin tribe was forced on everyone's heads, the thief had a way to persuade the other tribes to resist the tyrant-like Montenegrin tribe together.

Not to mention, now is the punishment of the weak White Fox Tribe.

Thinking about it, White Fox felt that the other tribes would be happy to see themselves wiped out and punished.

"No way!"

At this moment, the white fox suddenly shouted.

And all the people went to see him.

The white fox gritted his teeth and said, "We can't just wait for death. โ€

Several clansmen looked at him with a sad face: "Patriarch, do you have anything to do?"

White Fox Heart said I have a fart solution.

In the past, after fighting with other tribes, the White Fox Tribe could still shrink into the tribe and not come out, taking advantage of the geographical advantage to disgust the enemy back, but this method would not work at all for the Frost Valley Tribe.

You know, the Frost Valley tribe has trebuchets.

It's a trebuchet that can accurately hit the enemy from a distance of 300 paces, and it's a headache to think about.

That's right, trebuchet!

The white fox suddenly figured it out, trebuchet, if I'm not mistaken, there should be a broken trebuchet outside the Black Mountain tribe.

The Black Mountain tribe was only wiped out yesterday, and the broken trebuchet should have been taken away, if he brought the trebuchet back to repair it first, wouldn't he have the capital to resist the Frost Valley tribe?

Thinking about this, the white fox couldn't help but breathe heavier, he looked at his clansmen, and said in a low voice: "You guys go to the Black Mountain tribe again." โ€

A few people: "???"

"Why the patriarch?"

"Go and bring me the trebuchet. โ€

"Isn't the trebuchet broken?"

The white fox looked at his own people: "Isn't it useless if it's broken? Stupid, as long as we fix it, it's okay! If we let the people of other tribes take the trebuchet away, we'll really be finished, let's go!"

As soon as the white fox said this, the clansmen reacted, and one by one, they all hurriedly ran out.

When there were only two people left in the cave, the white fox and the leopard, the former's eyes shrouded the latter.

What should I do with this person?

Kill him, or keep him?

The various tribes in the large mountain range and the Montenegrin tribe have been blood feuds for generations, and when the two sides meet, it has always been the strong Montenegrin tribe that oppresses everyone.

Now, when the Montenegrin tribe was finally caught, why don't you take the opportunity to kill him?

The white fox thought in his heart.

"White Fox Patriarch, let's unite! Let's unite and wipe out the Frost Valley Tribe!"

Just as the white fox was thinking, Ah Leopard suddenly raised his head and shouted with a miserable expression.

Hearing this, the white fox was stunned for a moment, then looked Ah Leopard up and down, and couldn't help but laugh: "United?

Hearing the contempt in the White Fox's tone, Ah Leopard snorted: "I know, the Black Mountain Tribe is now the only one, but I have a way to make the Frost Valley Tribe disappear! โ€

The white fox was startled, and then returned to normal: "You, don't be kidding. โ€

Ah Leopard looked at the white fox instead: "Have you forgotten the white fox patriarch? I am the son of a black mountain wizard." โ€

The white fox was silent, and the two looked at each other.

In the end, it was the white fox who broke the silence: "Let's talk about your method first." โ€

Ah Leopard hooked his hand at the white fox, and when the white fox poked his head over after hesitating for a moment, he said a word.

"The Frost Valley Tribe can find allies to attack our Black Mountain Tribe, so why can't you find some allies from the White Fox Patriarch?"

When the words fell, the white fox patriarch looked at Ah Leopard in surprise, and put away the contempt in his eyes, I didn't expect that the Black Mountain tribe, a tribe that specializes in reckless people, would also come out with smart people?

The former site of the Montenegrin tribe, the sun is shining.

If it weren't for the corpses, you wouldn't have seen any signs of flooding yesterday.

More than a dozen White Fox people rushed here, they searched back and forth, and finally, in a clearing, found the damaged trebuchet.

Thankfully, the men planned to bring the trebuchet back.

However, just as they were making a move, they suddenly heard a grumbling voice in the distance.

"Lord Warrior, why should we bury the beasts of the Black Mountain Tribe? If we have this time, we should clean up the White Fox Tribe first. โ€

More than a dozen white fox clansmen looked at each other when they heard the sound, and then jumped into the bushes next to them to hide with the damaged trebuchet.

No sooner had they hid than the people appeared.

Through the branches and leaves of the trees, these people could see clearly, and the thief led the way, and led thirty or forty people from the Frost Valley tribe, both men and women, to stand outside the Black Mountain tribe.

Finally, the thief spoke, "It's hot in summer, and if so many corpses are piled up here, it will cause a plague." โ€

Ah Liang, who was supposed to go hunting, turned his head and asked Ji Thief, "Lord Warrior, what is the plague?"

"Well, you can understand it as a virus, this virus, there is no cure, at least, in this era, once it breaks out, everyone has to finish playing. While Ji Thief said, he also thought in his heart, not to mention in this primitive society, even in the future high-tech era, there is no cure for the plague, and most of the general outbreaks can only be passive means of prevention and isolation.

I also know the severity of the plague and flu virus, so while raising animals, Ji Thief strictly requires hygiene to be put first.

He also knew the horror of the plague and influenza virus, so at the beginning of the distribution of various departments in the Frost Valley Tribe, everything was the busiest time to deal with the corpses and remains piled up in the Black Mountain Tribe.

In the summer, the corpse was already decomposing quickly, and it was soaked in water, and it was only two days before the thief smelled the faint stench in the air.

"Okay, don't be stunned, hurry up and dispose of the corpse, besides, I remember that we also left a lot of spear throwers for other tribes, collect them, and send them to Elder Bรกb's logistics office, we can use them ourselves. โ€

Ji thief said.

Ah Liang nodded and immediately ordered to go down.

At the same time, the thief shouted to Tushan and several clansmen and went to the side.

"Won't you help, Lord Warrior?" cried out Arryan.

Ji Thief stretched out his hand and waved in the air: "No, you guys are busy first, I'll find the trebuchet first." โ€

The more than ten white fox clansmen hiding in the jungle widened their eyes when they heard this.

Trebuchet?

Are the Frost Valley tribes also looking for trebuchets?

They all looked at each other, didn't dare to stay for a moment, took the damaged trebuchet, left no trace, evacuated the territory of the Black Mountain Tribe, and then rushed towards the White Fox Tribe.

At the same time, the thief also took Tushan and several clansmen to look back and forth: "It's strange, I remember that the trebuchet was obviously here that day, why is it gone?"

Ji Thief said, and looked down at his surroundings.

Tushan said honestly: "Lord Warrior, did you let the water wash away?"

The thief, who had already squatted down, shook his head: "No, it wasn't the water that washed it away, someone took it away." โ€

On his shoulder, Tushan, who sprinkled some trauma medicine at random, asked curiously, "Someone took it?

Ji Thief shook his head: "I don't know." โ€

As he spoke, the thief tightened his grip on the iron spear, pointed to the fresh footprints on the ground, and looked up and said, "But I know they haven't gone far yet." โ€

Tushan jumped up excitedly: "Then Lord Warrior, let's go chase after it, don't let these bastards escape." โ€

The thief followed the footprints on the ground and identified a direction, and stood up with a snort: "Chase." โ€