He didn't have a very intuitive understanding of how powerful his 'father' Huo Luo was. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Ever since he could remember, the Grizzly Bear tribe had not been attacked by any other tribe, and the elders of the village said that it was the work of the patriarch, and he just didn't seem to understand. Even if the messenger personally asked 'Father' to be the leader of the coalition not long ago, he still could not completely erase the image of 'Father' in his mind, which has always been gentle and generous, and tepid.

He could feel that his father's decision to join the coalition this time was not entirely due to his own decision. The 'father' still can't let go of the grizzly tribe - no, it should be the fate of the entire Thatchi clan, so he will try to witness the direction and outcome of this war with his own eyes.

Alain gripped hard a wooden, jet-black bracelet on his left wrist. In the days since he joined the army, he has never left this bracelet. A strange sensation came through his heart, as if his heart was connected to someone else, feeling the other's heartbeat—and the direction it was in.

"This was given to me by my father before he left." He whispered, "With it, I can find my father without any problems." Prepare, we'll leave tonight. ”

"Good...... All right. The young man beside him nodded a little dazedly, "If you think...... Be sure to do it if you do. ”

Yes, my father should understand the importance of this matter, Alain thought to himself.

……

The stars twinkled, and 'Tess' emitted a soft silvery white, but it could not penetrate the dense evergreen canopy. Everything around them became dark and silent, and the camp in the distance flickered with firelight, and no sound could be heard.

Outside of hunting, the Saatchi people usually used to go to bed early. Nights in the wasteland are quite boring, and going to bed early not only allows you to survive boring nights, but also saves food. There was no shortage of food in the barracks, but this custom was preserved.

"Let's go." The forest at night was colder than during the day, and Alain wrapped himself in a thick cloth cloak and looked at the young man beside him, "Follow me." ”

"Hmm." The boy wrapped himself in a cloak, looked back for a moment with some hesitation, and nodded in response.

The two left the barracks without a sound, without attracting anyone's attention - the discipline of the Third Army was already low. Alain estimated that his father's front line would not be more than thirty kilometers away, and that a night would be enough for the Saatchi who were adept at long distances.

There was no visible path in the forest, and Alain clutched the bracelet tightly and walked briskly in the direction it had indicated. Glock was not yet an adult, and was more than a head shorter than him, but the boy tried to keep up with him without complaining.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Alain feels that the air has warmed a lot as he walks. He saw the wildebeest standing next to the tree and was sleeping, and finally suppressed his desire to hunt.

When the war is over, this resource-rich forest will be theirs, he thought, there is no need to rush.

A sharp arrow with a sharp whistling came out of nowhere, stuck less than an inch from his left foot, its tail feathers still trembling slightly.

"Lay down your arms and put your head in your hands." Overhead, a not-so-standard Saatchi phrase sounded, "Otherwise, die!" ”

He looked up and saw no figure in the dark night, and God knows how the archers managed to attack so accurately. After hesitating, the young man next to him had already complied with the other party's order, and gently bumped him with his elbow.

It can't be helped, the situation is too unfavorable for them - even if they want to fight back, they don't even know where the target is. Reluctantly, he dropped the short bow he was holding in his hand and raised his hands.

There was a sudden tug from behind, and the hands were grabbed by someone and quickly tied together with ropes. The other man didn't say a word, he tried to turn around, only to see that the man was much shorter than him, and his face was covered with a black veil.

Sure enough, it was the scouts of the Elna people, and they had sneaked into such a rear position, what had the Second Army done, he thought indignantly. But now it makes no sense to pursue these things, how to survive, and at the same time find a way to kill the other party is the most important.

"You ...... What are you going to do? He asked, swallowing.

"Don't talk nonsense." The other party replied coldly, "Follow me." ”

So they were forced to turn east. Alain gripped the bracelet with his right hand behind his back, hoping that 'Father' wasn't far from here - they had barely walked ten kilometers and that might be almost non-existent.

After about ten minutes, under the guidance of the Elna people, several people went into the cave behind a mound in turn. The cave still retains the strong smell of wild animals, and it is clear that it was once home to bears and other creatures, but it has been artificially widened to its current appearance. Around the corner, the rammed earthen wall is filled with torches for lighting, and there is no furnishings in the hole except for simple luggage and straw mats. Four or five Elna men gathered around, looking at the two "prey" this time.

"Your name, what clan do you belong to, what do you do in the army?" Thatch, the person who was questioned this time, spoke a lot more fluently, and judging from the attitudes of the others, it seemed that he was the leader here, "What information are you going to pass on when you come out?" ”

Alain glared at him hatefully, but did not reply.

"Even I don't have much patience for the enemy." The other party's voice was slightly deep, "Look for what they have." ”

In order to reduce the weight, the two of them only brought a small amount of dry food, water bags and two throwing axes. Four Elna men gathered around, and in pairs searched both his and Glock's bodies, but they couldn't find anything of value.

One of them looked at Alain's bracelet, as if wondering if there was any information inside. Ignoring Alain's fiery gaze, he picked it off with his hunting knife and smashed a few wooden beads—but unfortunately he still found nothing.

"It seems that your purpose is in your mind." The speaker chuckled, "In that case, you have to open your minds and look for it. ”

Alain still glared at him, not saying a word. The teenager next to him bumped into him again, as if trying to express something. He didn't overdo it.

"Let's do it." He heard the other man speak, "Let's start with this big one." ”

Even if you die, you can't make it easy for the other party to get your wish. Alain shook off the Elner scout who was holding him down, and slammed his head into the man who had spoken earlier. But as soon as he took two steps, his arm was grabbed from the side, and he tripped under his feet, and the whole person fell backwards on his back and fell to the ground with a thud.

The only thing he could do was to bend his neck as far forward as possible to avoid the fate of the back of his head hitting the ground directly.

A cold light flashed from the corner of his eye, and the short, sharp hunting knife stabbed into his upper arm, causing a sharp stinging pain. The next sound was the anxious and panicked voice of the young man beside him.

"I—I'll tell you all, don't kill Rango!"

He shouted at the other man to stop him. The boy, however, seemed to have made up his mind, and told them the purpose of the two of them and the message they wanted to convey - of course, withholding some personal content.