Chapter 263: I'll have to call you Deer Antler from now on!

"Chief, where are we going to migrate?"

Furry rode an elk, and turned his head to the elk chief with curiosity on his face.

He is the only totemic warrior of the Elk tribe other than the Elk Chieftain.

"Our new home. ”

Hearing this, the Elk Chief replied to him.

"A new home?"

Hearing this answer, Rong seemed even more curious.

Quietly glancing at the Yonghou who was walking in front, Rong asked in a low voice, "Why do we have to follow those people from the outside when we migrate?"

"Because we will live with them in the future. ”

"Living together?"

Furry's eyes widened suddenly, and his expression looked a little confused.

Because, in the past, the most admonished words of the witch to them was to keep them away from those powerful tribes as much as possible.

Therefore, at this moment, hearing the chief say that he would live with that powerful tribe in the future, this made Rong face a little confused.

"When you get to your new home, you'll understand. ”

Looking at the bewildered Velvet, Chief Elk patted him lightly on the shoulder and said.

At this moment, even the elk chief felt a little dazed.

Last night, he had learned from Elk Witch about joining the Tribal Alliance.

And this is naturally a subversive thing for the Elk Chief.

Several tribes came together to live together and form a strong tribal alliance, something he had never thought of before.

Moreover, even if there is such a thing, when the other party chooses the members of the tribal alliance, shouldn't he go to those tribes that are equally powerful?

The strength of their elk tribe is very weak!

Why did they choose their tribe?

Such doubts had been filling the Elk Chieftain's mind, and he really couldn't figure it out.

At the same time, however, the Elk Chieftain's heart was full of anticipation.

Because, if this matter is true, it will undoubtedly be a great good thing for their elk tribe!

......

"Hey, what's your name?"

As the Elk Chief thought to himself, Yong suddenly turned his head to Velvet and asked.

"Huh?"

Hearing Yong's sudden inquiry, Rong was slightly stunned at first, and then immediately replied, "My name is Rong." ”

"Velvet, I'll have to call you deer antler from now on!"

Hearing Rong's answer, Yong said with a smile.

"What do you mean?"

Rong suddenly looked puzzled.

I can't understand why I was suddenly changed my name.

"I am Zhu Yong of the Bamboo Clan, and in the future, your Elk Tribe will become the Deer Clan of the Tribal Alliance, and your name will naturally be changed to Deer Antler. ”

Yong Xiangrong explained simply, then raised the bronze knife in his hand and asked, "Are you curious about this weapon?"

The reason why Yong suddenly accosted Rong was because he noticed that Rong had been secretly looking at the bronze knife in his hand all along.

"Hmm. ”

Hearing this, Rong nodded without denial.

He was indeed very curious about the bronze knife in Yong's hand.

At first, looking at the bronze knife painted black, I thought it was just a stone tool.

But when he was attacked by a fierce beast on the way, after seeing Yong stab the beast's heart and kill it with a single sword, he realized that it could never be a stone tool.

At the same time, it doesn't look like a beast's bone weapon.

Therefore, Rong Cai is full of interest in the weapons used by Yong.

"Want to try it?"

Looking at the curious look on his face, Yong handed over the bronze knife in his hand.

"Is that okay?"

Hearing this, Rong suddenly looked surprised.

After all, weapons are very important to a warrior and are generally not given to others at will.

"Of course. ”

Yong smiled and nodded.

Now that the migratory party is about to reach the valley, there is no danger here, and it is okay to show the weapon to the furry.

After seeing Yong nodding, Rong reached out and took the bronze knife.

Heaviness!

This is the first feeling of the bronze knife after getting it.

Compared with bone or stone tools, bronze knives, as metal weapons, naturally appear much heavier.

Rong touched the blade of the bronze knife with his hand, and waved it twice in his hand, and immediately felt the extraordinaryness of the bronze knife.

Compared to Yong's bronze sword, the stone spear he used was undoubtedly very shabby.

"Zhu Yong, what kind of material is this weapon made of?"

Immediately, Rong asked Yong with a curious face.

After holding the bronze knife in his hand, he already felt that the material of this weapon was harder and heavier than rock.

He had never seen such material before, and his heart was naturally full of curiosity.

"This is a bronze weapon, not polished, but cast from two kinds of gold. ”

Yong shook his head lightly and explained to Fugi.

"Bronze, gold, casting?"

Hearing this, Rong suddenly looked puzzled.

I didn't understand what Yong meant by this.

Yong continued with emotion on his face: "But unfortunately, the previous veins have been flooded, and if you want to find a new vein here, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time."

Otherwise, it may not be long before your Deer Clan can also use bronze weapons. ”

"We can use such a weapon too?"

Hearing Yong's words, Rong's face was suddenly full of longing.

Selectively, the unintelligible words of the need to find new veins have been ignored.

......

"It's finally here!"

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Yong looked at the valley in the distance and said with a sigh.

Due to the complex terrain of the elk tribe, it took them a full day to make their way back into the valley.

"Yong, is that our new place to live?"

Hearing Yong's exclamation, Chief Elk looked in the direction of the valley and asked Yong in a loud voice.

After a day of getting along, Elk Chief and Yong are already very familiar, and they are no longer as strange as they were at the beginning.

"Hmm. ”

Yong nodded and said, "In order to occupy this place, we have paid a lot of price. ”

After speaking, Yong immediately waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"

After that, under the leadership of Yong, the migration team of the elk tribe soon came to the side of the valley.

At this moment, at the mouth of the valley, there is a team of ten totemic warriors, who are responsible for the task of guarding here.

"Yong, you're back!"

Looking at the returning brave warriors, one of the totem warriors of the Bamboo Clan greeted them loudly.

"Hmm. ”

Yong nodded his head and asked, "Is the Alliance's migration team back?"

"It's back!"

The totem warrior nodded in reply.

"It's still a step too late!"

Hearing this, Yong shook his head helplessly.

Then, he led the people of the elk tribe through the mouth of the valley and into the valley.