Chapter 2: The Sorrow of the Weak

A month passed quietly, and during this month, Ning Chuan would come to the woods not far from the tribe every day to cultivate the Barbarian Dragon Technique.

At this time, he can be said to be a world of difference compared to before, his first thirty-six movements have been thoroughly integrated, and the wave of his fists seems to be accompanied by the sound of wolf howling.

"Bang!"

A punch hit the tree in front of him, and the big tree that the five people could only hug together was actually broken under the bombardment of Ning Chuan's punch.

"It's done!" Ning Chuan looked at the power of his punch and was overjoyed: "I have now reached the power of the five bulls and horses, and it won't be long before I can start cultivating the second weight!" ”

Ning Chuan didn't have a lot of ambitions, otherwise he would have been able to start cultivating the second weight a month ago, in his understanding, the limit of the first weight was to be able to cultivate to the power of ten oxen and horses, and he thought that when his strength reached the power of ten oxen and horses, he would go to cultivate the second weight.

He was still too young to understand the power of the Barbarian Dragon Technique, if he was still alone, he would definitely be able to practice that step and start cultivating that step, trying to cultivate the power of the dragon elephant faster.

However, it is precisely this kind of pure heart that he can truly lay a solid foundation and practice step by step, instead of having a vain foundation and making it difficult to become a great tool.

In the evening, a bonfire was lit in the northbound tribe, and forty or fifty people gathered together and sat around it, each with bitterness on their faces.

There are only a few children, still so innocent, carefree lying in their mother's arms, looking at the fire and very excited. Because they knew that whenever a bonfire was lit in the tribe, it was when they ate meat.

But what they don't know is that this meat was bought with their father's life!

Beixing Wujiang looked at everyone and said with a calm face: "Everyone, there were six of us who went hunting three days ago, and only four came back. In the dark forest, an iron-armored dragon rhino has come out, I'm afraid we won't be able to hunt in the dense forest for a long time, and we may even have to migrate! ”

No one spoke, because they all knew what it meant, and every migration was a journey of death, either from fighting the orcs, or by the swords of the wolf thieves, but most of them were from food!

The place of migration is not random, there needs to be water, there needs to be abundant fodder.

"We still have fourteen cows, six sheep, and two horses, and we can't take care of so much for migration, so slaughter a few cows and sheep, make them into jerky, and take them away!"

Everyone lowered their heads and did not express their opinions, because there were too few of them to do anything about it, and those who explored the way along the way, took care of women and children, and if they were distributed, these cattle and sheep would be left unattended, so it could only be like this.

Even though these cattle and sheep are their lifeblood!

The children did not understand anything, and when they heard that there was meat to eat, they were all very excited, and their little faces were extremely rosy in the light of the bonfire.

"Father, is there no other way for us?" Ning Chuan asked his father.

But seeing that the northbound boundless shook his head, Ning Chuan couldn't help but speak: "Can't you kill that dragon rhino?" It's just a brute. ”

Listening to his son's words, Beixing Wujiang immediately turned his head, glared angrily, and said sharply: "What do you know, the Iron Armor Dragon Rhino is a powerful clan among the beast clans, unless three or five people at the Gang Qi level work together, it will be difficult to kill, but it will be reduced to his food." ”

Ning Chuan was silent, he didn't know how powerful the Iron Armored Dragon Rhino was, he only knew that it was this beast that had put his tribe in crisis again.

Just when everyone was melancholy, suddenly the woman sitting next to Beixing Wujiang spoke and said heavily: "By the way, it seems that the three months are coming!" ”

When everyone heard this, they were even more saddened, and several women couldn't help but shed tears and their faces were full of despair.

"Mother, what three months?" Ning Chuan asked suspiciously.

The woman who had just spoken was his mother, who had no name, but had heard her father call her Arlene.

Northbound Wujiang looked up at the sky and sighed: "Is it three months?" ”

Immediately, the complexion of the northbound borderless changed one after another, confused, struggling, unwilling, angry, desperate, and resolute, and different expressions appeared one after another on the face of the northbound borderless.

In the end, the northbound boundless seemed to have decided something, looked at everyone and asked: "Wolves and thieves are rampant on the grassland, we have all hid next to the dark forest, they still don't let us go, this time there is no way out, do you want to fight to the death, or wait for death?" ”

A few young men immediately became angry and said angrily: "Fight with them, anyway, they will die horizontally and vertically, and Lao Tzu will have to pull a few cushions when he dies!" ”

Three months ago, the Rainstorm Wolf Thieves, known as one of the thirty-seven wolf thieves in the Northern Xinjiang Grassland, came to the Beixing tribe and gave them three months to surrender.

In fact, it is said to be surrendered, but it is just to make them cannon fodder for the rainstorm wolf thieves.

Although they are one of the thirty-seven wolf thieves, they are ranked thirty-seventh, and if they want to go further, they will need to fight to the death with other wolf thieves or raid larger tribes.

Either way, it would take a lot of manpower, especially strong men, so even if the Beixing tribe was exiled to the edge of the dark forest, the rainstorm wolf thieves did not let go.

"Okay, then it's decided, five days later, the tribe will start to migrate, and the target point is the valley where the rainstorm wolf thieves are located, the Falling Rain Valley!" Northbound without borders, a word of decision.

Everyone was silent, their eyes were full of determination to put themselves to death, the tribe has moved one after another, and there are no old people, which is also a good thing, otherwise those old people will definitely choose to stay and fend for themselves, which is a big blow to their morale for survival.

On this night, the Beixing tribe held a bonfire and slaughtered six cattle and sheep to make jerky, which were carried by the strong men of the tribe.

Early the next morning, the northbound Wujiang stood at the gate of the tribe, where seven or eight people had already gathered.

It was the only man left in the tribe who was capable of fighting, and they decided to hunt for the last time, which was five days, after which they would have to migrate.

"Father, take me with you!" Ning Chuan walked out of the felt room and looked firmly at the northbound boundless journey that was about to set off.

Beixing Wujiang wanted to scold him, but he thought of something and asked, "What level has your Barbarian Dragon Technique cultivated to?" ”

"I've cultivated to the power of five cows and horses!" Ning Chuan's face was full of pride, a month's time, a thousand times the change.

A trace of surprise flashed in Beixing Wujiang's eyes, and he immediately nodded to Ning Chuan, and said, "You can go with us, but you must obey the command, otherwise, even if you are my son, you will ......"

The words of the northbound boundless were not finished, but Ning Chuan understood, otherwise, for the sake of the tribe, he would have to give up his son.

A few men wanted to say something, but they were stopped by the people next to them, and the group walked into the dark forest in silence.

"Leader, in the forest about half a mile in the north, there is a wild boar, about three hundred catties!" The pathfinder in front of him ran back, panting.

A little excitement could be seen on his face, a wild boar of more than 300 catties was enough for their tribe to eat for a day.

Those of them who cultivated ate a lot of food at every meal, and each of them also needed at least a few catties of meat, and they had just come out and encountered this wild boar, which could be said to be very lucky.

Beixing Wujiang was also a little happy at the moment, and said secretly: "It seems that because of that iron-armored dragon rhino, some ordinary beast clans no longer dare to gather in the original place, otherwise they will have to go deeper to be such a wild boar." ”

Ning Chuan followed behind a few people and ran towards the north, and after a short time he saw the wild boar, and there were no other beasts around.

Looking at the wild boar that was only two hundred steps away, the group couldn't help but smile on their faces, and they said to the people on the side: "Iron arrow!" ”

One person hurriedly handed over an arrow, a very ordinary arrow, but the arrow was made of iron, the northbound tribe was just a small tribe living in exile next to the dark forest, and the usual hunting was made of arrows made of wood, only this huge prey could make them use iron arrows.

Borrowing an arrowhead, Northbound Wujiang took a large bow from his back, which was also made of iron and looked very heavy.

With a bow and arrow, Ning Chuan could feel that the breath on his father's body had changed, becoming sharp and cold, as if he could pierce the sky.

Faintly, it was as if a layer of air could be seen flowing along the northbound boundless arm, and finally covering the arrows of the iron arrows.

"Whew!"

A streamer flashed, and the iron arrow instantly sank into the boar's right eye, piercing into the head along the eye, and the boar didn't even have time to scream, so he died.

Ning Chuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "It's amazing!" ”

The man on the side also looked adoring, and said to Ning Chuan: "The leader is a strong man at the level of Gangqi, and what is attached to the arrow is the leader's Gangqi, when you can also have this level, you are our new leader!" ”

Gangqi level? Ning Chuan nodded secretly.

After saying this, the man quickly ran out, intending to carry the wild boar back, but before he could get close to the wild boar, his scalp was numb.

For he saw an arrow coming at him, sharper and faster than if it were going north.

Seeing this scene, Beixing Wujiang's eyes widened, and it was too late to rescue at this moment, so he could only pray that this arrow did not hit the vital point.

However, things never go in a good place, and this arrow did not sink into the man's eyebrows.

Immediately, more than a dozen people came out, cheering under the big tree on the other side, waving spears and axes in their hands.

Seeing that the other party was going to bring the wild boar back, Ning Chuan immediately became anxious and shouted, "That's our prey!" ”

Ning Chuan shouted out a word, and the faces of the northbound Wujiang and the others suddenly changed, and the dozen or so people also turned their heads jokingly.

Beixing Wujiang didn't blame Ning Chuan, because it was useless to blame at this time, and Ning Chuan was right, that was their prey.

Beixing Wujiang and the others walked out from behind the tree, looked at the group calmly, and said, "That's our prey!" ”

The dozen or so people seemed to have heard some joke, and after laughing for a while, they turned their eyes on the northbound boundless body, looked at him and said, "You mean, you want to rob this wild boar with my black bear tribe?" ”

Northbound Boundless's face remained unchanged, and he didn't take his life as his own when he decided to fight to the death with the Rainstorm Wolf Thieves, even though the other party was a well-known black bear tribe on the grassland.

The Black Bear Tribe is also famous in this vicinity, they are also very close to the Dark Jungle, and unlike the Beixing Clan, the Black Bear Tribe is not exiled here, but is stationed here under the order of the Northern Xinjiang Clan to guard against the Dark Jungle Beast Clan's riot.

These people are probably just one of the hunting teams of the Black Bear Tribe!