Chapter 623: The Green Sparrow Spreads Its Wings

After eating two bowls of hot porridge, Huang Guo, like the rest of the people, supported his tired body with great perseverance and walked with those people.

Her body was already very weak, and she felt that she might collapse at any moment, and the cold and tiredness were constantly bothering her.

Like everyone else, all the passions before and at the beginning of the journey were replaced by the coldness and tiredness of the journey.

It's like a person who has set up an ambition that makes him tremble with excitement, but he has lost his passion because he has been tempered by all kinds of difficulties along the way.

However, unlike those who have been consumed by difficulties and can set up another ambition, Huang Guo has no other choice at this time.

Because she didn't work hard to move forward to that fascinating tribe, the only way that awaited her was death.

At this time, she and the rest of the Huangguo tribe didn't even think about going back to their original cave, because the cave was now empty, and they had brought out the only things they had.

And it is impossible to bring back these things that have been brought out, because at this time their most precious vat has been broken into two halves.

It wasn't broken by mistake, but artificially broken.

While feeling sorry for such a big vat being broken like this, Huang Guo actually agreed with this.

Because if they didn't, two people in their tribe would have died yesterday.

Those were two people who were already weak and older, and they really couldn't walk.

The rest of the people were also tortured by the wind and snow, and they didn't have much strength, and it was really impossible to carry them forward.

So the leader of the ranks had the vat broken in half, tied it with ropes, and put some hay and animal skins in it, and let the weak man sit in it, and let the deer pull it away.

Huang Guo looked up at the two people who were sitting in the broken vat and being pulled by the deer, and while admiring the wisdom of that one, she was also envious in her heart, after all, she was also tired, and if it was possible, she also wanted to sit in it.

Looking at the leader who was leading the deer and leading people to walk in front of him, Huang Guo felt a little more at ease in his heart, and at the same time, some worries also rose.

Because the leader has changed from two to one, and the other one left the team with a few people yesterday and walked forward, and he has long since disappeared.

"Go forward, don't worry, the trade has already brought people back, and the Son of God knows about it, and he will definitely send enough people with enough food to take us back to the tribe."

The leader followed the footprints left by the trade, slowly walked forward, spitting white gas, seeing that everyone was depressed, and the situation was getting worse and worse, he thought about it and said it to cheer everyone up.

The people of the trade team of the Qingque tribe are accustomed to walking, and when they say this, they think about all kinds of things in the tribe and what the Son of God does on weekdays, and they suddenly have a spirit at this time.

yes, the Son of God will not forsake them, the people of the tribe will not forsake them, they are not people without dependence.

In this way, it also made some people in the Huangguo tribe feel more excited.

But there are also some people who are more skeptical of this, such as the leader of the Huangguo tribe.

The leader of the Huangguo tribe didn't believe much about what Yan said, because if such a situation happened to their tribe, he would probably not save it, because doing such a thing would require a lot of risk, and after rescuing people, it would take a lot of food.

As a man of his age, and as a leader, he is more aware of the preciousness of food than ordinary people.

The weather changed from warm to cold, but I was afraid that there would not be too much food left in that tribe, and if I waited for someone to go over, it would only increase the consumption of food and bring down that tribe, just like the team they were dragging at this time.

People are always accustomed to taking themselves as the standard to measure the things around them, to push themselves and others.

Like a frog at the bottom of a well looking at the sky, like two old farmers who hoe the land fantasize about the beautiful life of the emperor hoeing the ground with a golden hoe every day.

Another example is the leader of the Huangguo tribe at this time, because his tribe lacks food, he thinks that the food of the Qingque tribe will not be too much.

Compared with the leader of the Huangguo tribe, Huang Guo still believes in the words of the martyr, but even if he believes it, he still has worries in his heart.

Because of the continuous trekking in the snow, everyone's physical strength is getting worse and worse, and if this situation continues, I am afraid that more people will not be able to walk.

When the people of that tribe came to pick up themselves and the others, they had to at least make a few more vats and make something like this that could be dragged by the deer, so that they could bring all the people back.

It's just that this is the most precious vat

Are the people of that tribe willing to smash so many precious things to pick them up?

Compared with the doubts of the people in the Huangguo tribe, Yan and the others had no worries about the people in the tribe sending someone to take them back, but they still had some worries in their hearts.

Because according to the distance, even if Mao and the others rushed back to the tribe as quickly as possible, Shenzi and the others immediately arranged for people to pack up their things, and then set off to rush here, and it would be the day after tomorrow at the earliest.

And the food in the team can only last until noon tomorrow at most

Is it really going to kill the deer?

Thinking like this, he turned his head to look at the hard-working deer who were carrying things beside them, and his heart was full of reluctance.

This is the first time he has encountered a difficult choice since he made the decision to take people to the Qingque tribe to borrow food.

However, unlike the original helplessness and anxiety in his heart, although the choice this time was more difficult, he didn't have too much panic in his heart, because there was a god son in the tribe.

In the snow-covered weather, even if it is not windy, it is still cold, not to mention that there is still some cold wind blowing at this time.

The people in the team walked through the thick snow.

"There"

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, one of the people in the walking team suddenly pointed to a place in front of him and shouted excitedly.

The crowd looked there.

In the distance, I saw an extra line of black spots in the snow.

This is a large number of people, and there are still many traces of deer in the middle, and some smaller black shadows running around are some wolves.

In the middle of the procession, someone held a stick with a flag made of linen tied to it, on which a faint pattern was drawn.

At this time, they couldn't see it from too far away, but they knew what the pattern was.

Because in their ranks there is also such a flag.

Blue Sparrow

This is the arrival of those who have come to meet them

Before they had time to think about why the people who had come to greet them had come so quickly, the people of the corpse and the remaining dozen or so trade teams couldn't help but shout loudly, jumping and jumping.

The man holding the flag held the flag high in his hand and waved it vigorously.

The cold wind blew the flag, and the not-so-standard blue finch moved with it, as if it wanted to spread its wings and fly.

The group of people who appeared in the distance obviously saw them here, and the flag that had been erected began to shake, echoing the people here.

There was a faint sound that I couldn't tell what it meant.

The pace of the team over there increased noticeably, and some of them came out of the crowd and hurried towards them