Autumn is the harvest season, and the same is true in this world, the number of tribesmen has been reduced by half, but there are more beasts in the tribe, dozens of iron-hoofed yaks and seven or eight hundred pig-like beasts, which will be a huge rice bucket in winter.

For this reason, all the tribesmen moved, and the hunting party rode out on pigs to look for prey deeper in the mountains and forests, a small number of tribesmen harvested the crops planted during the Spring Festival and stored them, the old people, the wounded, and dolls were collecting edible roots and fruits, and all the remaining tribesmen were collecting weeds and firewood for heating, and a large open space had been vacated half a day's distance from the tribe, which was caused by cutting down trees for the winter.

This year's crops are a little different, because of Liang Bo's breakthrough through the Split Stone Realm, the empowerment not only affected the clansmen, but the crops in the tribal valley also got a lot of benefits, although they did not reach the level of first-order spiritual rice, but it was impossible to have a weak aura in it, and Liang Bo also wanted to cultivate them.

Liang Bo looked at the crops harvested, piled up in the cave halfway up the mountainside, settled down in his heart, a few years of planting, although he stumbled on the way, but finally produced some results, this year's sorghum rice and corn, should be enough for the tribe to eat a few meals, the rest will be kept as seeds, next year to expand some planting range, and strive to be able to eat these things every day.

Because of the addition of pigs in the tribe, both hunting and gathering efficiency is very high, in just ten days, the storage space is all filled, and weeds and firewood for winter are also piled up dozens of piles, which are enough to use.

On the other hand, the other inferior tribes in the territory of the black and white tribes are struggling with whether to go to the upper supply, after this year's war, the two middle tribes will definitely lose their strength, if they take the opportunity to rise...

However, this idea was quickly extinguished by all the inferior tribes, and the fact that the Nine-Tails tribe was able to win did not mean that they also had the strength and courage to compete with the middle tribes, but they also did not want to send the best things as in previous years.

Therefore, almost all the middle tribes made a decision to drastically reduce the quantity and quality of tribute, and test the attitude of the middle tribes.

It is precisely because of these selfishness that when the offering was made this year, the black and white crocodile tribes were completely blown up, if it wasn't for the fact that they didn't want to turn their faces at this time and let the Nine-Tails tribe pick up the cheap, the two middle tribes would definitely send troops to clean up these lawless inferior tribes one by one.

Eventually, however, the middle tribe endured it, and after a symbolic threat, sent the lower tribal patriarch back.

Of course, these things are unknown to the Nine-Tails tribe.

The Nine-Tails Tribe, everything is as usual, the tribe is exchanging feelings with their pigs, sometimes riding and running around, sometimes feeding the pigs.

It wasn't until the clansmen in charge of the guards came to report that the peace was completely broken.

"What's going on in the depths of the mountains and forests?" the finch stood on top of the wall with an unnatural face, watching the countless beasts flee in terror outside.

Fortunately, the tribe is protected by a wall, otherwise these panicked beasts will definitely cause a lot of losses to the tribe.

Everyone looked at the direction the beast was running from, and they only felt that there was a very terrifying aura there, but it was very far away from the tribe!

"There are two forces, and the strength is very strong!" Nine-Tails seemed to notice something, but didn't say much.

"Let the tribesmen guard the tribe, and don't touch them unless the beasts take the initiative to attack. Liang Bo ordered, what to do is to worry about accidentally provoking these panicked beasts and causing unnecessary losses, otherwise the food in the tribe is enough.

That terrifying aura continued, and it also gave Liang Bo and the others a clear understanding.

"Is it two powerful beasts fighting?" Liang Bo probably guessed,

"Hmm!" Nine-Tails didn't hide this time, "it should be a man and a beast." ”

"It's so far away from the tribe, you can feel their breath, how strong is it!" Butterfly was envious, because the breath had been there for the past few days, so no one in the entire tribe dared to go out easily, and they all took the tribe honestly.

"Don't think about it, it's useless to think about it!" Nine-Tails struck, this kind of power is definitely something that the tribe can't touch at the moment, otherwise it will be wiped out.

A few days later, as the aura disappeared and the world returned to normal, the beasts that had fled in all directions slowly returned to their territory deep in the mountains and forests to continue to store fat for the winter.

Only Liang Bo and Die, scratching their hearts and livers, looked in the direction from which the breath came from from time to time, wanting to find out.

"If you want to go, go there! It is impossible for a strong man to stay in one place all the time. Nine-Tails said.

"But take your people and ride mammoths and long-haired pigs over to make it faster. ”

"Okay!" Liang Bo beckoned to Butterfly, gathered a hundred clansmen, and rushed away, ignoring even the affairs of the tribe.

Everyone could only shake their heads, who can manage the patriarch!

All the way forward, with memory, the group galloped all the way in the mountains and forests, and many trees were hit by fierce beasts, which looked messy.

There were even several non-hierarchical tribes that suffered heavy losses in the beast panic.

The tragic situation along the way made Liang Bo and the others even more curious, how powerful are these two strong men in battle?

It wasn't until ten days later that Liang Bo and the others finally found the ruins, a mountain peak was completely flattened, and there was almost no grass growing within a radius of more than ten miles, and the soil under the ground was turned out, making everyone tremble.

"Can people really do this?" Butterfly asked incredulously, as if she had found her own purpose in her eyes.

Liang Bo also deeply realized that the ability he had always dreamed of could be so powerful.

The group wandered around along the traces of the battle, trying to find some clues, but unfortunately they didn't find any useful clues.

"There—" a clansman pointed into the distance.

"It seems to be a person. Butterfly said after careful discernment.

"Go over and take a look!" Liang Bo led everyone, and in just a short time, they came to the place where they found people.

It's in a dilapidated state, and it's supposed to be like this.

"Who are you?" asked a scarred adult man who looked warily at a group of pig riders in front of him, in his impression, how did these pig beasts become mounts or be eaten by them, and still be so obedient?

"Nine-Tailed Fox Tribe!" replied Liang Bo.

Liang Bo looked at everything around him and found that this was a non-hierarchical tribe, because it was affected, most of the clansmen were killed and injured, and they happened to be encountered by himself.