Seeing that the wounded's condition was improving, several people were also relieved, so naturally it was not good to disturb the Tuliman wizard to treat them, and they withdrew from the house one after another.

A few people returned to the big house in the center of the village, and the storm told everyone that the wounded had improved, and everyone was very happy.

Meng Xiaolian's little horn had already spread the news that Li Qingcang was going to go out hunting to improve everyone's food, and at this time, some young and middle-aged men in the team were already gearing up and eager to try.

Li Qingcang discussed with Storm and left the women and older men in the team in the tribe. Two more mercenaries were left behind under the storm in case something unexpected happened, and the rest went out hunting.

Although Hai Ruyu didn't want to be separated from Li Qingcang for a while, she had just changed from a yellow flower girl to a woman last night, and she was a little uncomfortable walking, so she had to stay in the tribe to rest honestly.

Although Meng Xiaolian wanted to join in the fun, firstly, Hairuyu did not go, and secondly, she was frightened by the lion. So I had to stay in the tribe honestly.

After a while, the hunters of the tribe came with spears and bows and arrows on their backs, and invited the divine envoy to go out hunting with them.

The hunter at the head was called Haddou, and he was a sturdy man of about thirty years old. He walked up to Li Qingcang with a dozen young natives and bowed respectfully to him.

Li Qingcang saw that there were only more than ten people in the hunting team, so he turned his head and said to Chief Hassan: "These people are too few, a dozen or so people can't carry much prey, you call out all the young and middle-aged people in the tribe, and I promise to let you return with a full load of hunting in the past few days." ”

When Chief Hassan heard this, he hurriedly ordered him to go down, and in a short time all the young men of the tribe, including those who guarded the crops and the cattle, gathered in the square.

Excluding some elderly natives, there were nearly a hundred or so middle-aged men, plus twenty or thirty people from Li Qingcang's side, and a hunting team of more than 100 people was formed in the square.

When Hadu saw so many people going out to hunt, he couldn't help but mutter, hunting is not useful when there are many people, and I don't know what it means for God to send so many people who don't know how to hunt out?

Li Qingcang saw that the team was assembled, and since most of the team were native, he didn't bother to say anything about pre-war mobilization and precautions, so with a wave of his hand, he left the tribe with this hunting team of hundreds of people, and set off towards the grassland.

Out of the tribe, along the river all the way. Most of the natives in the team were silent and barefoot, but the people on Li Qingcang's side were laughing and laughing, and they were constantly hustle, completely taking hunting as a recreational activity.

The loud noise made some timid creatures such as aardvarks and jumping rabbits in the grass run around, and Haddu hurriedly reminded the Divine Envoy to hunt these little creatures, but the Divine Envoy ignored his reminder, and instead asked himself through the translator who knew his own language: Which kind of meat is the best for these grassland animals?

Haddou thought to himself, "How can a team of hyenas in heat like this catch prey, and we are very happy to hunt on a day-to-day basis as long as we catch a wildebeest or an antelope, a zebra, a warthog, or the like." The gods even want to see if the prey is good or not? ”

But he did not dare to express this thought, and replied respectfully: "If you want to talk about good food, it is still the meat of warthogs that is the best, and these fellows often go to destroy crops, which is a nuisance, but these fellows are usually in herds, and they are very ferocious, and they are not easy to deal with." ”

After listening to the translation, Li Qingcang said: "Since the wart pork is delicious, and it will also harm your crops, wait for it to be the main target, I am not afraid that it will not be clustered, I am afraid that it will be too little, and it will be boring to fight!" ”

Haddou and these natives basically live a life of slash-and-burn farming far from modern civilization, and occasionally hear chiefs or wizards talk about some things in the civilized world, and know that the weapons in the hands of the divine envoys are called guns, which are much more powerful than their bows and arrows, but to what extent?

Haddu didn't know it, but when he heard the interpreter say that the gods had decided to fight the warthogs, he was a little worried.

I thought that although the gods could kill lions empty-handed, there were at least a dozen warthogs in a herd, which was no easier to deal with than a lone lion!

Especially those male warthogs, after being injured, they are even more ferocious, although there are many people on their side, but most of them are empty-handed.

Looking at the appearance of these white people, except for the guests who were dressed almost in the same colorful clothes as the Divine Envoy, and the guests with guns in their hands looked very strong, the other guests looked like hippos as clumsy as they walked.

In case he was bitten by a warthog, the chief would whip himself, and if he found his prey, he would have to take the lead, and if there was any danger, he would not let the oracle and his friends be harmed, and after making up his mind, his heart was a little more relaxed.

A group of people and horses slowly traced the river, a few kilometers away from the tribe, the riverside gradually became lively, timid antelopes, fat zebras appeared by the river from time to time, but most of them were scattered three or two.

Since listening to Hadu say that wart pork is delicious, Li Qingcang is not very interested in these tame herbivores, and the number is too small, so he didn't shoot, and let these animals drink water under his nose and leave.

Although Hadu felt strange, the divine envoy did not order the killing of these animals, and he did not dare to act rashly, so he honestly continued to be a good guide to lead the way, and led a large group of men and horses forward.

Not long after leaving, Mr. Hu and the others were all out of breath, and Li Qingcang also took care of these people, so he simply ordered to rest for ten minutes before leaving.

Hadu was even more disappointed when he saw that the Divine Envoy had stopped to rest after walking such a little way, and thought that according to the Divine Envoy's hunting method, let alone returning with a full load, it would be good to be able to catch the prey.

After the break, move on. After walking for a long time, Haddou suddenly saw a dozen warthogs drinking from the river in the distance.

Five or six round little piglets were rolling in the mud in the shallow water, the sows were following to prevent the little ones from running into the deep water, and several huge boars with curved fangs were patrolling the shore majestically to and fro to prevent crocodiles from making sudden attacks.

Haddou was trying to ask the Divine Envoy to lead the hunting party to take the lead, and even if he couldn't kill all the warthogs, he wouldn't let the warthogs hurt the white people.

When I looked back, I saw the Divine Envoy squatting down and gesturing to the guests, whispering words that he didn't understand, and the guests immediately fell to the ground honestly, and they all stopped making noise, and the whole team immediately fell silent.

The interpreter next to him also bent over and told him to command all the people in the hunting team to lie down on the spot and not move.

Although Haddu was worried that the warthogs would attack these white people, since the divine envoy had given the order, out of faith in the god Loa, he still honestly led all his men to lie on the ground.

Then the divine envoy and a few guests bent down and walked forward a few hundred steps, picked up the strange piece of iron in their hands, and then let him see a scene that he would never forget, and also knew how powerful the weapon of the gun was!

When Li Qingcang found his prey, he was about seven or eight hundred meters away from the warthog herd. Afraid that the brigade of people and horses would alarm these prey, he hurriedly told everyone to lie on the ground and not make a sound.

He took these people out to be porters, and he didn't expect the dozen or so natives with spears and bows and arrows.

There are many animals on the grassland, and now it is the season when the rainy season has just ended, and the dry season has just begun, and it is also the time when the grassland animals are most vigorous.

The guns in the hands of the storm are all assault rifles, and although the range can reach such a long range, the accuracy is not guaranteed. So after settling down the large army, Li Qingcang stretched out his hand to test the direction of the wind, and after making sure that they were at the downwind outlet, he quietly walked a few hundred meters forward with a few mercenaries.

When they were about 300 meters away from the warthog herd, several people took their guns in their hands, and just waited for Li Qingcang to give an order, and they were about to start to wipe out this group of prey that Hadu had delicious meat in his mouth and liked to destroy crops.

The high-powered sniper rifle in Li Qingcang's hand is also in burst mode, and when he sees the storm and the others, they are all ready, and everyone communicates their respective shooting targets. Li Qingcang gave an order, only to hear "Woo woo ......!" The guns rang out, and the warthogs who were drinking and playing by the river let out a terrible howl, or their heads exploded, or their bodies soared with blood mist, and one after another the warthogs fell to the ground.

These wild creatures don't know what to dodge, and when they see their companions screaming and falling to the ground, their only instinct is to turn around and run, but where can they outrun a bullet that exceeds the speed of sound?

These mercenaries, who had been rolling in the rain of bullets all day long, hunted in the form of combat, and the crossfire had already sealed the way for the warthogs to retreat.

Not to mention that there are a few helpers shooting on the side, even Li Qingcang alone, with his marksmanship and rate of fire, he can handle these dozen or so warthogs alone.

Four or five people shot together, Li Qingcang fired four shots, exploded four pigs' heads, and there were no more warthogs standing by the river where he wanted to shoot. In more than ten seconds, there were pig corpses by the river, and the river water was dyed red. None of the dozen or so warthogs escaped the net, and all of them were killed.

Haddou was already stunned in the back, and the initial worries had long been lost, leaving only deep admiration and fear.

No wonder the god made the lord so confident, it turned out that the gun in his hand was so powerful, I don't know how many times stronger than a bow and arrow. After a few fires and loud noises, the warthogs who often rushed into the fields to wreak havoc and tickle their teeth with hatred died.

Li Qingcang saw that the warthogs had been completely wiped out, so he stood up and waved his hand, signaling that everyone could go over and clean up the results.

The crowd suddenly became excited, and one by one, the natives ran barefoot and as fast as rabbits, rushing to the river.

The dozen or so intellectuals and white Europeans and Americans that Mr. Hu brought with him were far behind.