At dawn, Lao Luo packed his bags, the lion did not peel the skin, worried that the smell of blood would cause unnecessary trouble, so he directly put the corpses of the two lions into the ring space - anyway, it was in a state of time stagnation, so there was no need to worry about the corpses rotting and smelling.

Looking up at the Uhuru Peak, the main peak of Mount Kilimanjaro in the distance, I estimated that I had walked more than 40 kilometers yesterday in the direction I came from, which was much more progress than planned. Lao Luo felt that the speed was about the same as yesterday, anyway, there was nothing important, go according to the plan, and it would always arrive.

With Hua Biao on his shoulder, Lao Luo continued to move eastward. Unlike yesterday, there was no big community of animals nearby, probably last night's lion or hyena hunt, which scared some wildebeest or antelope gazelle away. In the distance on the right-hand side, some scavenging vultures are taking off and falling, accompanied by their ugly hoarse calls, and on the left-hand side are scattered flying unnamed birds, or hunting, or busy educating young birds, a wonderful sight, on one side is a cycle of death, and on the other side is a cycle of life.

It is estimated that it is not far from the border between Kenya and Tanzania in the later generations, of course, there will be no borders in this era, and even the borders of later generations are just the products of artificial division according to a certain river, or simply colonizers according to the longitude and latitude lines.

After walking for about two or three hours, the African sun began to bake the earth again, Lao Luo did not find a suitable campsite, the terrain here is a little low-lying, and you can often pass by and see some shallow pools, and there are some things like muddy rotten wood on the edge of the pools, those are the crocodiles that are common in Africa, and they often appear in this kind of water ambush animals that come to the water's edge to drink.

Now he is very proficient in using the ring space, like Lao Luo, who is in an ordinary hurry, wielding a spear in his hand to drive away the snakes that exist on the road ahead, if there is a lion or hyena coyote or the like close to him a hundred meters, he only needs a change of mind to immediately change the weapon in his hand to Ran Yu's long knife. Lao Luo, who was holding the long knife, did not pause, and continued to move forward calmly, perhaps because of such a leisurely momentum, or perhaps because of the murderous aura that the long knife had been stained with blood for many years, few carnivores continued to approach Lao Luo.

For many days, he didn't touch the firearms of later generations, but often used long spears, short spears or long knives, and Lao Luo felt more and more like the iron-blooded warriors of this era. Maybe they are not as skilled in controlling cold weapons as they have practiced for decades, but Lao Luo's sensitivity and reaction as a warrior cannot be ignored, not to mention that every day Lao Luo feels that his physique is improving, at least the original seventy or eighty pounds long knife still feels a little heavy in his hand, and now he feels that the long knife has begun to lift as light as a part of his body.

Suddenly some clouds appeared in the sky, and that's the way the weather in Africa is, it always changes suddenly when you're not paying attention. Soon the clouds were filled into large dark clouds, and the sun was obscured. While the crocodile hippopotamus was not paying attention, Lao Luo hurried to cross a river, because he felt that it was going to rain, and Lao Luo did not plan to stay too much in this low-lying place.

This time the clouds had been brewing for a long time before it began to rain, and the rain was not heavy, but sparsely fallen. I found a piece of high ground, there were no trees or anything, and the grass was very short, and some of them were only thin on the surface. There were some trees in the place I passed by just now, but the terrain was not high, and it was occupied by a group of lions, and Lao Luo didn't bother to compete with them, not to mention that hiding under the trees on a rainy day was not necessarily a wise decision.

Feed Hua Biao some water, get some food, and Lao Luo himself replenished his strength to recover his strength. Look at the rain in the sky has not increased, maybe this will be a continuous rain, Lao Luo looked around with a sniper scope, there were no dangerous animals approaching his side, the group of lions that were left behind were probably full, and they were lying comfortably under the tree at this time, enjoying the rare coolness. There are some zebras and antelopes around, wildebeest is farther away, a large area of black pressure, and there are some trees about seven or eight hundred meters away, what are those coyotes doing under the trees?

There are not many trees over there, only a dozen, not very tall kind, there is a red shadow on the tree, probably a person, blocked by the branches and leaves of the tree, I can't see clearly, there are more than 20 coyotes under the tree, walking around the tree without stopping.

Maybe this will be the first person he saw in this time and space, Lao Luo plans to go over and take a look, as for the coyote, a few more slashes.

There was still a distance of nearly two hundred meters, and Lao Luo heard a shout, which sounded somewhat familiar. Oh, it's supposed to be the Maasai people. Lao Luo and his team often carried out missions in East Africa, and had many contacts with the Maasai people, and they also learned some Maasai language. According to rumors known to Lao Luo, the Maasai and the Hamit people of the Ethiopian plateau are a clade, and their language belongs to the Nilo-Saharan language family, which is relatively civilized compared to other tribes in Africa. The Maasai tribes had no slaves and a very egalitarian social system, so there were no dictatorial chieftains, completely different from the black tribes in the west.

It was very close to the woods, and the coyotes began to whine in alarm, and several coyotes turned to face Lao Luo and made a vigilant sound, making a gesture to pounce. Lao Luo held the knife diagonally, the blade downward, ignored the warnings of the wolves, and rushed forward at an even speed.

"Woo" This is probably the voice of a wolf, five or six wolves began to circle around, ready to detour behind Lao Luo, and at the same time, three or four vigilant wolves pounced directly on Lao Luo.

In addition to the footsteps of the wolves and the howling command of the head wolf, Lao Luo, who did not make a sound, just waved the long knife, there was no sound of slashing, just a few short screams of the wolves, the three wolves were beheaded or decapitated at the same time, the lagging one and the second attack wave of the wolves rushed up immediately, bypassing the wolf corpse on the ground, Lao Luo turned his body sideways, stepped forward two steps, drove the long knife with his backhand, and when he swung it again, he broke the front paws of the two wolves and the neck of the other, kicked back with his left foot, kicked on the waist and abdomen of a wolf, and turned the blade, Cut off the claws or heads of the four wolves that surrounded him again, smashed down by the corpse of the wolf that was killed, and the wolf who lay on the ground with broken claws howled in pain again, and when Lao Luo put away his knife and turned around to slash, the wolf who began to plan to copy from behind had stopped.

Lao Luo also did not stop, continued to step forward, left and right waves, and there were five or six wolves that were not in a hurry to dodge or were cut belly, or broken legs and heads, the head wolf in the distance was slightly larger and "purred" a short sound, turned around and prepared to escape, Lao Luo was too lazy to chase, the knife handed over to the left hand, the right hand quickly pulled out the short spear from the back, and threw it out, the head wolf who did not see the short spear did not have time to make the final scream, and was directly nailed to the ground by the short spear from the neck, and the remaining three or five coyotes went for their lives.

When Lao Luo turned around and used a long knife to cut off the neck of the wolf that had injured his leg one by one, Hua Biao, who was ordered to hide in the distance, rushed up and "whined" around the corpses of the wolves.

Looking at the red-robed black man lying on the tree, Lao Luo gestured with his hand and said in Maasai language, "It's safe, come down." ”

The man on the tree obviously looked still frightened, trembling and making an inexplicable sound in his mouth, Lao Luo couldn't understand it, so he simply ignored him and turned around to clean up the wolf corpse.

After counting the number, together with the wolf Lao Luo, a total of seventeen wolves were killed, and the rest of the escapes are estimated to be only five or six, waiting for them to be either killed by lions or leopards, or to defect to other groups, five or six coyotes can do nothing on the grassland of this era. In addition to the broken corpses of wolves on the ground, there were scattered wolf bloodstains, and only the first wolf was still intact.