readx;?“ It's the footprints of a pheasant. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Mutu crouched down, looked at the marks on the grass, and said in a deep voice, "There are at least 200 people. ”

The total population of the Lion tribe is more than 400 people, half of whom are old and young women and children who do not have much combat effectiveness. If the pheasants come and attack while the lion warriors are out hunting, two hundred men will be enough to swallow their tribe.

Shang Ke frowned, the pheasant moved a few days earlier than he expected. However, since the system does not prompt the mission failure, it means that the sneak attack has not been successful.

"Let's go!" Mutu sped up, and Shang Ke ran towards the tribe together.

As the distance got closer, the chaotic sounds of engagement could be faintly heard. A protective fence more than three meters high was erected around the perimeter of the tribe, and behind the fence stood more than a hundred lion people, both men and women, in scattered formations, each holding a weapon, resisting the crazy attack of the pheasant dogs. There were already a lot of corpses lying nearby, some from the lion tribe and some from the pheasant tribe.

Shang Ke saw the fence and immediately understood why the pheasant had not yet taken over the lion tribe. Because they took precautions this time, they were not caught off guard like before.

But looking at their appearance, it is estimated that they will not last long. The tribe is obviously lacking in combat power now, and some of them should still be out looking for Mutu, and the other part may be out hunting.

Seeing his people killed by pheasants, Mutu let out an angry growl in his throat and was about to rush to help, but was held by a hand.

Mutu turned his head to look at the fox beside him, with an anxious and puzzled look on his face.

Shang Ke pointed in a certain direction, and then used a branch to briefly sketch the form of an animal on the ground.

Mutu's heart moved, remembering the herd of mules and oxen he had seen by the river when he came back just now, and asked, "You mean to use that herd of mules and oxen to drive away pheasants?" ”

Shang Ke nodded. There are so many pheasants that even with him and Mutu added, it is estimated that they will not make much difference. After all, pheasants can kill without hesitation, but they also have to protect their people as much as possible.

"Good idea." Mutu did not hesitate, and immediately ran towards the river with Shang Ke.

The mule oxen are a herbivore in the Carloch Mountains and one of the food sources for the orcs. However, they have rough skin and thick flesh, are large, and are numerous, making them difficult to hunt, and orcs rarely hunt them when they have plenty of food.

By the river, forty or fifty mules and oxen were leisurely drinking water and walking, and Monk Mutu quietly dived nearby, chose a suitable direction, and then saw Mutu's pupils constricted, his face was hideous, his golden hair stood up, and his body exuded a powerful aura belonging to the lion king.

The mules and cattle felt the breath and began to panic.

"Huh-" Mu Tu let out a loud roar, which shook the wilderness and was magnificent, startling the birds and beasts in the mountains and forests to fly up one after another.

He jumped out of the bushes and went straight to the leader of the herd, leaping on its back, and grasping it by the horns. The action is lightning fast.

"Moo-" The leader of the mule and bull let out a panicked cry, and then, under Mutu's control, jumped and ran in the direction of the lion tribe.

When the other mules and oxen saw the leader running, they also ran after him, not thinking of changing directions at all.

In order to avoid being turned upside down, Mutu's legs clamped tightly around the mule's body, and his hands unconsciously increased his strength. But in this way, the direction was not easy to control, and the frenzied mules and oxen began to deviate from the established course and gallop towards the periphery of the tribe. At this angle and distance, when the mule herd reaches its destination, it is likely to pass by the pheasant dogs, and the effect of the impact cannot be achieved.

Just as Mutu was trying to adjust his direction, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air in his ears, and then he heard only a "snap", and the mule's neck seemed to be whipped by something.

Mu Tu looked back and saw Shang Ke lying on the back of another mule, still holding a rattan in his right hand, and from time to time he twitched the mule's neck to correct the direction of his deviation little by little.

The wind blew his long hair, revealing a delicate countenance. His expression is calm, his posture is sassy, a pair of clear eyes, shining, his cheeks are slightly red because of movement, and his snow-white tail is dancing in the wind, which is dazzlingly beautiful.

In a flash, Mutu was almost knocked upside down by the mule and ox under him. He hurriedly gathered his mind, stabilized his figure, and then looked at the fox beside him, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, why could he ride so elegantly?

Without time to think about it, the leader, the mule ox, spurred on by Shang Ke's rattan, got back on track and charged towards the pheasant.

The pheasants had already gained the upper hand at this point, and everyone in the lion clan had a look of despair on their faces. Seeing that the fence was about to be breached, he suddenly felt a great earthquake tremble, and a chaotic rushing sound came from far and near.

The hearts of the people were amazed, and they followed the prestige. I saw a tall figure, riding on the back of a mule and ox, rushing out of the depths of the woods majestically, bringing up billowing smoke and dust.

"It's the patriarch, the patriarch is back!" Everyone in the lion clan was amazed and cried.

Dozens of sturdy mules and oxen, led by Mutu, rushed into the pheasant herd and scattered them into flight. Many pheasant dogs were trampled to death by the frenzied mules and cattle during the escape, and they were powerless to fight back.

Mutu, who harnesses the bull mule, is like the god of war, unstoppable, and imprints fear in the pheasant's heart.

They did not dare to stay, and fled in confusion. But in the blink of an eye, there was no one left, leaving only a mutilated corpse.

Seeing that the outcome was decided, Mutu raised his hand to hook a branch and rolled over. After stabilizing his figure, he immediately looked towards Shang Ke's position, and saw him hanging upside down from the treetops with his back to him, his tail slightly curled, and his body swaying, as if he was enjoying the sunset on the horizon.

Mutu found that his gaze was always drawn uncontrollably to him, and he took him into his arms, as if he were more pleased with him than with a victory.

"Come down, let's go home." Mutu stood under the tree, staring up at Shang Ke hanging upside down, and stretched out his arm to him.

Shang Ke shook his body, rolled over from the tree, and fell steadily into Mutu's arms.

Mutu lowered him down and put his arm around his waist.

The two returned to the tribe together, and they were greeted by the enthusiastic cheers and reverent gazes of the tribesmen. Not only because Mutu drove away the pheasant and solved the crisis of the tribe, but also because he drove the way the mule and ox came, which gave them a great shock. In this ancient age, when there were no knights, harnessing wild beasts was enough to be considered a symbol of courage and might.

Mutu's prestige has been greatly enhanced by this surprise victory, and it is even more secure.

He gathered the rest of his people, counted casualties, and cleared the battlefield. In this battle, the lion clan sacrificed a total of eleven clansmen, and 50 or 60 people were seriously wounded, not counting minor injuries. Forty-three pheasants died and four were taken prisoner. This is already a big victory for the lion clan. After all, there were only about two dozen young adults in the tribe at that time, and even women and older children were sent to the field. If the protective fence had not been erected in advance, the tribe would have been bloodied by pheasants.

As the aftermath progressed, the lion warriors who had gone out returned one after another, and they were all extremely angry and afraid when they learned of the crisis that the tribe had experienced. Immediately, he heard the clansmen talking about the majesty of the patriarch, and he was even more stunned.

"Mutu, I'm glad you came back safely." Seit walked over and hugged Mutu with his arms outstretched.

Mu Tu quietly pushed him away and said calmly: "It's been hard for you this time. ”

"Haha, we are brothers, what do you say is hard or not." Seater gave a non-urban smile.

Looking at Siter in front of him, Mutu couldn't believe that he was the one who betrayed him. They are siblings and have been close since childhood. If he wants to become the lion king, he can challenge him with dignity, why use such despicable means to collude with pheasants and trap the people in danger?

Mutu wanted to question him, but held back. This time they captured four pheasants, and only by confirming Sit's betrayal from their mouths could he justifiably dispose of him.

After dealing with a lot of aftermath matters, it was late at night, Mutu returned to his room, his eyebrows were a little tired, and he was about to take a good rest, when he suddenly felt that something was missing. Looking around, the room was empty and deserted, missing a big, fluffy-tailed fox.

He turned and walked out of the house, thinking for a moment before remembering where Anu lived.

Because he was an outsider, Yanu was placed in a remote corner near the periphery.

Mutu followed the scent and stopped in front of an adobe house. The adobe house is low and dilapidated, as if it has been abandoned for a long time. The ground is potholed, there is no grass, and there is a stone road outside the door, which extends intermittently for more than ten meters before it comes to an end.

Murtu felt a little uncomfortable and was about to knock on the door, but found that the door was only hidden, and the dim light of the fire was peeping through the cracks.

He gently pushed the door open, and saw the white figure sitting cross-legged by the fire, head bowed, quietly knitting clothes.

The material of the orc's clothing is mainly animal skin. However, if you have patience, you can also collect linen cotton, extract the silk thread with a special technique, and then knit it with a long needle. Although the fabric is somewhat coarse, it is light and breathable, making it suitable for the warmer season.

There was no furniture in the room other than a table, a chair and a bed. An old animal skin was laid on the bed, a homemade bow and arrow and stone axe were placed in the corner, and some clay pots and worn-out kitchen utensils were placed by the stove. The bowls and utensils were cleaned and neatly displayed.

Placing a snow-white fox in such an environment, Mutu always felt a little out of place.

Sensing his arrival, Shang Ke raised his head and looked at Mutu quietly with those eyes hidden under his white hair.

Mutu stood at the door and said in a sullen voice, "Tomorrow I will give you another place to live." ”

Shang Ke shook his head and said no. Then he pointed to the straw mat across from him and motioned for him to sit.

Mutu walked over and sat down next to him, his gaze unconsciously moving to the big tail that was coiled around his lap.

After watching it for a long time, I finally couldn't help but stretch out my claws, and at this moment, I suddenly smelled a burst of meat in my nose.

He jerked his head up and saw Shang Ke lift the lid of the soup pot, revealing the boiling broth inside.

Mutu suddenly felt his stomach growl, and then he remembered that he hadn't eaten since he came back.

Shang Ke served him a bowl of soup, scooped most of the pieces of meat into his bowl, and then pulled an oval-shaped lump of mud from the fire.

Mutu, who was drinking soup in Meimei, had a light eye, and immediately recognized that the lump was the kind of roast chicken he had eaten.

Shang Ke cut the chicken, put it on a plate, took out five stewed large river crabs, peeled off two tender white strange bird eggs, and poured two bowls of juice made from wild fruits, and a hearty dinner was completed.

Mutu looked at the table of food, and the tiredness and tension of the day suddenly vanished, leaving only a sense of happiness surrounded by delicious food and soft hairs......