After receiving an unimaginable plot, the relatively soft mouth of the head wolf was immediately seriously injured in a devastating way.

God knows! After biting down on the bite just now, how many blades and sharp needles broke in its mouth.

After that, every time the poor creature tried to bite, or even just every time he moved his mouth, the huge damage quickly intensified.

When the head wolf saw that something was wrong, he instinctively retreated backwards.

Erha immediately struggled to the last of its strength and launched a ferocious counterattack, and gradually, it gained the upper hand in the battle between them.

Over time, the battle developed into a one-sided outcome.

Naturally, it is Erha that occupies the absolute upper hand of the scene.

It's just that even so, every counterattack of the head wolf, who is unwilling to fail, will still cause one wound after another on Erha's body, which looks extremely hideous.

Even so, Song Yong, who still bent his bow and set up the arrows, didn't shoot the arrows in his hand.

Obviously, among them, he has several excellent opportunities, at least ninety percent sure, and can shoot sharp arrows into the eyes of the head wolf.

The problem is that Song Yong knows better:

Erha, who was born to be arrogant, should prefer to rely on his own strength to defeat this powerful opponent, and wash away the shame of being driven out of the wolves after the defeat in the past.

In this way, it is estimated that Song Yong, who can always win in Erha.

Just continue to hurt each other with the opponent as Erha continues, in short, it's just happy.

Taking advantage of this effort, he took the animal skin cut into long strips, injured three wounded people in the position of hands and feet, and adopted the primitive method of binding to stop bleeding.

He also knew that such a crude method of stopping bleeding, with his own poor medical skills, might cause these people's hands and feet to be crippled.

But no matter what, it's better not to let them bleed to death, right?

As for more healing, it needs to be done in the cave where the Emerald Feather tribe lives.

At this point, as Song Yong's ears gradually weakened the sound of battle from the cave, I believe that there should not be too long to wait.

Three minutes later, on top of a cloud of snow covered in messes and mottled blood,

In the sound of "whoa~", facing the bright moonlight in the sky, Erha let out an unprecedented long wolf howl.

At this moment, the huge silver-headed wolf fell at its feet after being bitten off its throat, and Erha, who seemed to have no good meat on his body, was so majestic.

Such a scene, even after many years, still reveals in Song Yong's heart from time to time......

"Listen to me, if you want the wounded to survive a few more times, just listen to my orders, and do what I say. ”

In the cave where the Cuiyu tribe lived, Song Yong tore open his throat and shouted.

Just a minute ago, when Erhan's long howl of victory rang out.

Inside and outside the cave, all the brutal battles were completely over, and Song Yong later learned that in Erha's howl, the remaining twenty or so wild wolves had directly given up the battle.

It's just that most of them were killed by the people of the Cuiyu tribe in an instant.

That is, the few wild wolves that stopped the advance of the Gray Rabbit Tribe phalanx were finally beaten on the Tianling cover by a gangster with an extra heart, and he led people to use a strong spear shaft to continuously whip the Tianling cover.

Three of them were killed on the spot, but four more were knocked out.

Then use a sturdy vine to tie it up directly.

Then, Song Yong heard the sound of a hooligan calling for him to hurry in from the cave, and then he was stunned by the tragic situation in front of him as soon as he rushed into the cave.

There were blood stains and corpses everywhere, many of them were members of the Emerald Feather tribe, and many more were the corpses of wild wolves.

At the same time, the largest number of wounded people were covered with blood stains.

There were people from both tribes of these wounded, but there were only five or six on the side of the Gray Rabbit tribe, and there were probably dozens of them in the Cuiyu tribe, including women and cubs.

After seeing such a scene, Song Yong's whole heart was entangled.

From now on, these people can be regarded as his own subordinates, and if one is hung up like this, wouldn't it mean that there is one less person in his tribe.

It is imperative to treat these wounded immediately.

That's why there was a thing where the above goods yelled out and directly took over the situation on the spot......

The number of wounded is too much, and if Song Yong is treated alone, it will be too busy.

Fortunately, his so-called methods for treating external injuries can really be described in a simple and crude sentence; the big men of the Gray Rabbit tribe are not very proficient after seeing them a few times.

But with Song Yong's on-site guidance back and forth, there is still no problem with getting started with frizziness.

What's more, Song Yong had anticipated the scene in front of him before he set off.

Therefore, such as the herbs in the tribe's inventory, as well as his dozens of boxes of medicines brought by the modern plane, all of them were brought over this time.

As a result, although the scene in the cave seems chaotic, it is still somewhat orderly.

The uninjured people of the Cuiyu tribe, under the command of Song Yong, began to burn a fire in the fire pit, and boiling water began to boil in all the stone pots.

Secondly, things such as moving the wounded, cleaning up and caves are also carried out in an orderly manner.

The twenty or so uninjured members of the Grey Rabbit tribe all turned into veteran war doctors without exception, and began to treat the wounded with the same shoddy methods as Song Yong had seen.

First of all, those who were mortally wounded could only be reluctantly abandoned.

I was fortunate enough to have the wounded who were allowed to start their treatment, that is, some of them seemed to be saved.

In the treatment of their hairy hands and feet, if it is a small wound, it is easy to say, after a simple cleaning, sprinkle a handful of Tianqi powder to stop the bleeding, and then bandage it is over.

The most fatal places are still those large wounds that are constantly bleeding.

That kind of wound is that no matter how much Tian Qi powder is sprinkled on, there is still a lot of blood oozing out.

For this reason, they can only bite the bullet, use red-burned, sterilized sewing needles, directly put on the sewing thread, and then stitch it up on the wound.

Now, those wounded can be regarded as blood mold.

Whether it was forcibly held down by a few big men, the sharp pain during the stitches, or the centipede-like rough stitches that fell into their eyes, all made them have a huge psychological shadow.

But in any case, this strange method that looks like a numb scalp actually stopped the bleeding from the wound.

After that, they were fed a little anti-inflammatory medicine in warm water, and with the strong physical fitness of primitive people, these people had a good chance of surviving......

After a moment of dark work, the last wounded person was also dealt with, and after glancing at the outside of the cave, Song Yong realized one thing:

I didn't even notice that the sky outside the cave was already dawning.

Song Yong, who breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the cold cave floor with his buttocks.

He took out his cigarette and lit a cigarette for himself with his trembling, bloodstained hands.

Han, an acquaintance, took a man in his thirties and walked straight in front of Song Yong.

Han began to introduce: "Brother Yong, this is the only remaining totem warrior Ling of the Cuiyu tribe now, as for the other, it is our former leader, but he died in the battle just now. ”

After hearing this, Song Yong couldn't help but look at this strong man named Ling.

I saw that although he was already tied with a circle of gauze on his head, and his whole body was mottled with bloodstains, he still looked extremely strong.

While Song Yong looked at the other party, Ling suddenly fell to his knees.

He shouted in his mouth: "I have seen the honorable Gray Rabbit Lord, thank you for your righteous action, in the future, the Cuiyu Tribe is willing to join the Gray Rabbit Tribe as a whole, but with your drive." ”

Subsequently, all the people of the Cuiyu tribe, including the lightly injured, knelt respectfully to Song Yong.

In their mouths, they shouted in unison: "Thank you for your kindness, we are willing to join the Gray Rabbit Tribe, but in the future, you will be driven." ”

"Everyone hurry up, and remember to call me Brother Yong in the future. Song Yong hurriedly said so.

At the same time, he looked at the more than 100 people who knelt on the ground, and let out a heavy breath in his heart: "What's the matter!