When Song Yong fell into silence and began to think about the appearance of the Savage Tribe, the various influences it represented on the Gray Rabbit Tribe.

The sound of the spear sounded again, which confirmed the guess in Song Yong's heart.

"Ten days ago, a few hunters, covered in wounds, ran to the Chibai tribe to ask for help from Lord Chibai, and these hunters were all from the Qingji tribe, which was two and a half days away from Chibai, which was a small tribe of only more than 200 people. ”

They told him that a strange party had attacked their tribe's camp at night, and that only a few of them had escaped, and according to their accounts, they were sure that they were from the wild tribe. ”

"Then the lord ordered me to take the men to the Qingji tribe, but there was not a single living mouth left there, and many of these things were found by then, and then the lord told us to bring these to inform you, that you would understand when you saw them. ”

Don't say it! Akabaiji is not wrong at all.

Seeing the bone with the tooth mark in front of him, Song Yong really understood very well the decision of Chi Bai to gather the leaders of the tribes, as well as them, and discuss them together.

There is such a wild tribe hiding in the shadows, not knowing when it will come out to sneak attack.

In this way, the natives of the entire southwest region cannot rest assured.

Even the Gray Rabbit Tribe, which is protected by high walls, is not worried about the direct attack of those savage tribes at all.

But eating and drinking requires going out to gather and hunt, and even to make a fire, you need to go out to collect dead branches.

You can't let everyone stay within the walls and not go out, right?

Not to mention, there may be a surprise attack on the way, which will greatly affect the tribe's just starting business activities.

Therefore, it is quite necessary to make a plan early and solve this trouble.

For this reason, after thinking for a while, Song Yong said in his mouth:

"I know, I'll take people to the Chibai tribe early tomorrow morning, don't worry, this time we will ride a shared bicycle over, and we will be able to catch up with that conference in two days." ”

After finishing speaking, Song Yong first picked up a small bamboo cup in front of him, and drank the cold boiled water in the cup in one gulp.

Then, he quietly looked at the spear opposite, waiting for the thing to leave with the mad thigh bone.

However, under such an obvious action of serving tea and sending off customers, the spear did not mean to leave at all, as if he didn't understand it at all.

Instead, he smiled and stretched out his right hand to the open instant noodle box again.

Forget it! After Song Yong sighed in his heart, he still told himself to give up this relatively tactful gesture and be simple and rude.

He threw a packet of instant noodles, as well as a packet of snacks like seaweed, to the spear.

He scolded loudly: "Get out of here with your bone stick, we have to leave early tomorrow morning, and now I'm going to sleep." ”

After Song Yong's contact for a long time, the face of the spear had already completed its evolution, and it had an astonishing thickness.

If it were someone else, that is, except for Lord Chi Bai and Brother Yong, if they dared to talk to him like this, it would probably be an endless end.

But now, having achieved its goal, the creature grinned and prepared to leave with his things.

Of course, for the packet of instant noodles that I just finished eating, and the remaining oil packets, I didn't forget to bring them to myself.

After seeing this, the kind-hearted Song Yong did not forget to advise:

"Remember, when you eat instant noodles, remember to sprinkle the powder in these sachets on the dough cake to make it taste better......

In the crisp sound of "Jingle Bell~", fifteen shared bicycles drove on the paths between the dense mountains and forests in the plane of the primitive era.

Fifteen pairs of hairy sturdy legs stamped the pedals, moving at a speed far faster than the trot.

There were no roads in the world, but when there were more people walking, they became roads.

This sentence is really from Lu Xunda's famous words, and when Song Yong thinks about it at this moment, he feels that it is full of profound life truths.

A year ago, in the area around the Grey Rabbit Tribe, the few trails leading to the other tribes were still shaded by lush grass and shrubs.

If you don't look for it carefully, or if you're not familiar with it, you really can't see that this is the way to go.

But with the rise of the Grey Rabbit tribe, it gradually became the largest material trading place in the southwest region, and there were constantly primitive natives, trampling and going back and forth on these trails.

A path that can be walked side by side by two is already very obvious.

At this moment, early in the morning, under the escort of Ling and more than 20 other warriors, he went to the Gray Rabbit and Brother Yong, who were meeting the remnants of the Chibai tribe.

Watching such a scene, I still feel very gratified.

The only thing he regretted was that the path was still too narrow.

There is no way for him to drive that pickup truck and go all the way to the Chibai tribe quickly, otherwise!

Of course, Song Yong didn't think about getting an off-road motorcycle as a means of transportation in the primitive era in the future.

The problem is that this tempting idea can only be thought of.

Now, if he goes far away, without the protection of at least dozens of guards, the high-ranking people under him will not agree to crying, shouting, and rolling on the ground.

Even when I went out today, on this shared bicycle with fifteen cars, I was also riding a bicycle, sitting in the back with a bow and arrow, ready to shoot the bow at any time.

It was also with such a bicycle cavalry escort that they agreed to Brother Yong's trip this time.

As for letting Song Yong's mount, it would definitely not work to change to a speed motorcycle, because in that case, no one would be able to keep up with Song Yong's speed......

With the sharing of bicycles, or after two strong men constantly switching riding, the team moved forward very quickly.

Even because of the fact that there is often a need to go up and down the hill along the way, often because of the steep slope, the person in the back seat needs to jump out of the car, either pushing the car up the hill or pulling the saddle hard so as not to stop the car.

But in comparison, it is still much faster than when they trot on the soles of their feet.

When it was time for the lunch break, the group had walked the distance that would normally take a day and trot all the way to trek.

In other words, they will be able to rush to the Chibai tribe at noon tomorrow.

It was completely in time for the important meeting held by Akabaiji in the morning of the day after tomorrow.

After eating a bowl of hot soup and a little beef jerky, Song Yong beckoned the others to hurry up, but when everyone got on and on the shared bicycle, Song Yong noticed that there was one less person in the back seat of a certain bicycle.

After thinking for a while, he realized that it was the spear that he didn't know where it was.

"Spear, where are you boy? Song Yong, who had opened his throat, shouted loudly, and it spread far away in the empty wilderness.

Soon, behind the grass not far away, came the response of the spear:

"I'm coming, I'll be right away. ”

After following the voice, Song Yongneng saw that the spear was getting up from behind the haystack, and at the same time made a motion to lift the animal skin on his waist.

Suddenly, what this thing was doing before was already self-evident.

After seeing this, Song Yong couldn't help frowning, and scolded in his mouth:

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the fifth time you've been in the pit, how much time do you think you've been delayed?"

It's true, if it weren't for the fact that this cargo would have to squat at every turn, they would have been able to walk dozens of miles more now.

After hearing this, the spear was also puzzled and said, "Brother Yong, I don't know why? After getting up early in the morning, my stomach was very uncomfortable. ”

"Alright, get out of here. Song Yong gestured.

After all, he didn't have any antidiarrheal drugs with him this time, and he couldn't help if he wanted to.

It's just that at this time, the spear smiled shyly: "Brother Yong, you see I didn't eat just now, or you're getting something~"

Song Yong was crying and laughing, and touched a bag of seaweed from his backpack and threw it to the spear.

Then, the cavalry team of bike-sharing was finally able to set off again.

Then he could see that the spear sitting in the back seat of a bicycle had first torn open the packaging of the seaweed, and then skillfully tore the desiccant and sprinkled it on the seaweed.

After doing this, the product picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

He finally knew that it was a spear, and he would have a stomachache because he had taken the desiccant, and he probably had a pain too.