In winter, the surface of Chagan Lake was frozen with a thick layer of huge ice, and under this terrifying thickness, Mo Duo and the others could rest assured that they would toss on the ice, and they would not have any worries about falling into the lake at all.

It's just that Mo Duo, who had just walked onto the ice with five hundred strong men, suddenly blew a cold wind in his face, which immediately filled his heart with a fiery and clean little dwarf, and he trembled all over.

It's really cold, on the empty lake, it's much colder than the camp of the War Bear Tribe, this temperature is less than minus 50 degrees, I'm afraid it's not much worse.

A fluffy bearskin coat was draped over the little dwarf's body, which immediately warmed his body, and when Modo looked back, it turned out to be the red-haired girl Catherine, who chased after him despite his orders.

After nodding his head to the red-haired girl in thanks, Modo began to discuss with several Slavs, who were the best fishermen in the entire War Bear tribe, and arguably the ones who knew the most about the distribution of fish in Chagan Lake.

Don't look at His Majesty the Tsar Modo, at present, he looks confident, but he is still a little nervous in his heart; this force has already been loaded, in case the time comes to go down in a net, there are only three or two fish and shrimp, and the enthusiasm of the Slavs has been dispelled, so where can this old face of His Majesty the Tsar be placed.

After some deliberation, Modo decided on the location of the net, and under his command, five hundred strong Slavs lined up, and they needed to dig a row of ice caves out of the lake, probably every few meters.

The sharp double-edged axe was lifted high by the Slavic strong men, and after carrying enough strength, it suddenly slashed down, but after splitting on the hard ice, the fine ice beads splashed, but the actual effect was only a shallow pit.

"When will it go on like this? "Modo analyzes the transparency of the ice surface, and it is not clear that it is more than two meters thick.

After thinking about it for a while, Modo took out a large number of spears from the spatial ring, added to Quentin, and handed them to the Slavic strong men, one of whom was responsible for digging the ice, and the other was holding a shovel to clean up, which was indeed much faster.

After several hours of busy work, a row of hundreds and ten ice caves exposed to the lake were all dug out, and the big ice cave that was used to lay the net was the size of the table top of several Eight Immortal Tables.

After working on the ice for such a long time, even the Slavic men with amazing frost resistance seemed to be a little unbearable, but under the temptation of millions of catties of fresh fish, no one showed the slightest look of giving up.

"At this time, if you can have some Red Star Wardga to warm up, then it will be perfect. The little dwarf Modo sighed, but unfortunately, when he drank it that night, he completely drank the Wodega in the space ring, and now there is nothing alcoholic in the ring except for some high-concentration alcohol.

"That's right, alcohol. Modo remembered that in the underworld, he seemed to have sold this thing directly with water as wine, and among the so many troll earth buns at that time, he had never seen such a person drinking dead.

Thinking of this, Modo took out a water bag full of water from the ring, and a large bottle of two catties of alcohol;

After shaking it vigorously a few times, Mo Duo poured a small bite into his mouth, and sure enough, a line of fire burned directly from his throat to his stomach, and his whole body was indescribably comfortable.

Then, after a large number of alcohol-mixed water bags were distributed, the Slavic men were instantly resurrected, and in their cheers, Modo commanded them to slowly release the huge fishing nets into the ice hole.

After that, Modo took the strong men and began to return to the tribe to rest, and after a night of waiting, they would bring in the first harvest......

After several days of good weather, the gray sun did not show up today, replaced by fluttering snowflakes and a more and more bitter north wind.

Remembering the big net cast yesterday, Modo also got up early, but today's red-haired girl is waiting here early, hot water and breakfast are heated on the stove, and it looks like she can use it at any time.

Quickly dressed, washed, and eliminated breakfast, and at the same time, the red-haired girl deliberately smeared a strange layer of grease on his face, and waited until the little dwarf pushed the door open to realize the importance of this.

The cold north wind blew on his face like a knife, if it weren't for him, with the tough skin of a dragon, I believe that he would soon be under such a north wind, and his face would be full of cracked small cuts.

But even the bad weather could not stop the Slavs' hearts from fiery, for the little dwarfs it was just a successful pretense, but for them it was a matter of life and death.

Because the light is not very good, Chagan Lake is full of shadowy figures, and the row of ice holes where fishing nets are cast are even more crowded, if it weren't for the fact that the lake is frozen strong enough, it would have been directly crushed by so many people.

Through the passage of the crowd, Modo led the five hundred Slavic men to the ice cave under the net, and looked around to the left and right, all of them looking extremely hopefully.

"Konev, net. Without too much ink, Modo shouted directly.

The humanoid beast Konev and a dozen others grabbed the ox tendon rope at the end of the big net and pulled it hard; in the winter hunt that Modo had seen in his previous life, several large animals pulled the net together, but here it is replaced by these large animals, and the effect will only be better.

Even this first time among the Slavs, it represented a supreme honor, and ordinary people were not qualified to help even if they wanted to, and the fifteen people who pulled the net at this time were Konev, the Great Shaman, and the chiefs of the thirteen tribes, all of whom were well-known among the Slavs.

As the net was slowly pulled, everyone's hearts were raised, but the little dwarf Modo looked at the tight rope and the muscles that Konev and the others bulged out because of the exertion, and knew that the harvest of this net would definitely not be bad.

Just as Modo had predicted, after the net had been pulled up for a short time, there were fish trails, and not just a little, but the net was full of all kinds of large fat fish.

"What are you waiting for! Hurry up and catch fish, everyone eats fish today. Modo's roar finally pulled these Slavs back from their sluggishness.

Next, countless Slavs in ecstasy shouted 'Ulla' and went about their work.

His Majesty Tsar Modo, who pretended to be successful, looked at the scene in front of him with an indescribable sense of satisfaction, and then the long red hair in front of her eyes flew flying, and Catherine rushed over excitedly, picked up the little dwarf, and offered a hot wet kiss.

At this time, His Majesty the little dwarf Modo's satisfaction was even stronger.