There is a question about how big the southwest area of Lei Yeze is, Song Yong actually thought about it in his spare time, and asked many people because of this.

It's a pity that whether it is the oldest senior hunter in the Gray Rabbit tribe, Six Fingers.

is still the leader of the Cangyan tribe, the little old man Qingyan, and even the totem warrior Ling of the original Cuiyu tribe, he has asked one by one in private.

However, these people squeaked and muttered in their mouths for a long time, and they couldn't come up with a specific concept.

In the end, after Song Yong summed up all the effective information in their words, he came up with such a result that made him cry and laugh:

It's that throughout their lives, they basically go around the area around their tribe.

For them who have never traveled all over the entire southwest area of Rainozawa, they really don't know how big this place can be.

Anyway, in a word, it's big, big.

Among these painful answers, Song Yong could only estimate in the end, and formed such a concept in his mind:

The area of the southwest region of Lei Yeze alone should not be smaller than the area of the nine counties and three districts of the hometown of Xiang Province and the Baoqing region in the modern plane.

The problem is that in the modern plane Baoqing area, there are more than 8 million permanent population, living in such a vast land.

And in the primordial plane, the area is estimated to be larger.

However, there are only more than 100 tribes living in it, and if you add up the population of these more than 100 tribes, it is estimated that it is a population of tens of thousands.

Such a population seems to be no longer able to be described as vast and sparsely populated.

It's just a handful of sand and spills it into a standard swimming pool, and the thinness is simply outrageous.

Therefore, when Song Yong led more than 100 people under his command all the way to the source of Jishui.

You can feel it right away, and this kind of rare situation is rare.

As they went, they didn't see a single person for the first day and the next day.

In the winter, when he traveled with a caravan, it can be explained by the fact that everyone is hiding in the cave.

Now, it can only show that the human beings in the primitive era are still a little too thin in terms of population base.

If this situation continues, I don't know how many millennia it will take before human beings fill this land.

No matter where they go, they are all connected like the modern planes......

Fortunately, this situation was changed a little at noon on the third day.

At that time, Song Yong and the others were resting in a clearing in the mountains and forests after a morning of travel, and by the way, they also solved the noon food together.

After a winter, three meals a day was definitely a luxurious living habit in the primitive era, and it was completely accepted by the members of the Gray Rabbit tribe and developed a habit.

This time I traveled far away for the sake of food along the way.

Song Yong not only brought a new iron pot from the modern plane this time, but also the kind of river mussel shell that can be used as a simple marching pot, but also let his subordinates bring a lot.

At this moment, it is used on several fires, and a large iron pot and several large shells are set up respectively.

In addition to the pot, the dried salted fish is simmering with mushrooms collected on the road, and in addition, there are big men such as Toothless, who have roasted a large piece of venison on the fire of a wild deer they have hunted on the road.

In the perennial hunting career, the ability of the primitive people and natives to master the heat when roasting meat is definitely top-notch.

Even Song Yong, the owner of a well-known Internet celebrity kebab shop in the deep city, is not as good as them.

Therefore, although the noon food is just a simple barbecue, accompanied by a bowl of salted fish and mushroom soup, it is also quite delicious and exciting.

Just when the salted fish and mushroom soup in the pot starts to tumble in the pot, giving off an enticing aroma.

Suddenly, sitting at the very edge of the crowd, Ling, the only totem warrior of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, suddenly took off the American hunting bow he was carrying behind him.

After bending the bow and arrows with skillful movements, he threw the arrows at the mountains and forests on the left:

"This is the makeshift camp of the Grey Rabbit tribe, who is in it? If it is a friend, come out and drink hot soup, and if you don't answer, I will think that I am a beast, and I will attack immediately. ”

At this moment, everyone reacted and acted.

The men took what they had and could be used as weapons, and formed a large circle in the outermost circles, and the women pulled the cubs and hid themselves under the protection of the men.

In their hands, they subconsciously covered the mouths of the little cubs they were pulling, for fear that the screams of these little guys would distract the men in front.

Even, even the girl Gardenia took off the bow and arrow behind her and stood with the men in front.

For this, the men of the Gray Rabbit tribe are not strange at all, because the archery skills of this girl can be ranked in the top ten in the entire tribe without any pressure.

In other words, they are not necessarily the opponents of the girl Gardenia with a bow and arrow.

What else can they say about that......

"Don't be nervous, we're the hunters of the Glamour Tribe, and I'm their captain, but when we see smoke rising from here, come over and see what's going on. ”

"Don't worry, we won't attack you on the Feast, and you don't have to be like a hare being chased by a wolf, afraid of being so useless. ”

A lazy voice rang out in the mountains and forests on the left.

Moreover, when this lazy voice just fell, a burst of laughter began to sound, which was very untouchable.

Whether it was in this arrogant voice called the skeleton, it was full of and coaxing, or the laughter that followed.

All made Song Yong's brows wrinkle unconsciously, which made his first impression of this unheard of tough bone tribe very bad.

As he spoke, a group of about two dozen strong hunters came out from behind the bushes in the mountain forest.

The leader is obviously taller and stronger than the others, and Song Yong instinctively decided that this thing is the guy called the skeleton, and he is also a powerful totem warrior.

As for the other hunters, the figure is also maintained well.

At least there is no such thing as a thin person in winter because of lack of food, which shows that the strength of this Laozi tough tribe is also quite strong.

In addition, Song Yong noticed one point:

The weapons carried by these twenty hunters are all made of bone without exception.

It's not that bone weapons are not of good quality, some weapons made of good quality bones are far better than weapons made of stone.

It's just that the difficulty of obtaining fine animal bones is far more difficult than that of stones.

In the primitive era, it was the stone weapons and tools that became the mainstream of the primitive people.

I don't know why, after seeing these hunters who claimed to be the Tough Bone Tribe appear, all the local goods under Song Yong did not lay down their weapons.

Even, Song Yong could see the obvious nervousness on the faces of some people.

It's as if it is rumored that all the tribes during the Shangshi Festival are not allowed to attack each other, and the customary rule is like an ornament.

The people from the Tough Bone Tribe, seeing that so many people here were waiting for them, they didn't see any nervousness, but instead opened their mouths and laughed:

"If I don't attack you, I won't attack you, and besides, with these ridiculous crooked sticks in your hands, you will be able to stop us. ”

"I'll go!" Song Yong cursed.

These modern bows and arrows, which have always been very proud of him, are actually despised by primitive people and natives, which is absolutely unbearable!

For this reason, he shouted in his mouth: "Ling~"

Ling Miao understood what Song Yong meant, raised his hand is an arrow, and before the totem warrior skeleton led by the other party reacted, a sharp arrow grazed his scalp and deeply hit the trunk of a tree a hundred steps away.

When the sound of 'dong~' sounded, the sharpness that spanned a distance of 100 steps still penetrated deep into the trunk......

I felt the horror of the numbness on my scalp just now, as if I had walked through a trip between life and death.

The skeleton led by the Tough Bone Tribe suddenly changed on his face, he knew that the other party's attack was just a warning, and if he really wanted to attack him, the chance that he could dodge the attack was only fifty percent at most.

For this reason, he muttered that he wanted to say something to get back on the field, and even took someone to do it directly.

It's just that after thinking of something, I still spit out a word hatefully: "Go~"

Then turned around and walked away, and heard Song Yong's mouth behind him very clearly, and gently spit out two words: "Sand sculpture!"