The full moon rises into the sky, spreading its cool light and illuminating the wilderness at night. September is already halfway through, and the full moon is the perfect time. The loud howling of wolves comes from the distant mountains, seeming to tell the story of distant longings.
Under the moonlight, two red-haired scouts walked silently on the wasteland, followed by more than 300 soldiers wearing cotton armor. Their mission was originally to detect and ambush the Aztec food team. However, they encountered
The Death Chief's personal guard tribe could not be done with this little manpower. They needed to go back quickly and report the latest military situation.
The pace of returning home is always in a hurry. Soon, everyone followed the narrow mountain path and entered the mountains in the south of the valley. Iwekan greeted the tribal warriors guarding the mountain road and took the lead to climb the ridge. The narrow and fertile road
The valley instantly opened before his eyes, and tall corn covered both sides of the river, heralding the hope of a good harvest.
"Ouch! Ouch! Amosi, the moon is so full, it is the blessing day of the moon god! According to tradition, the tribe should sacrifice a deer. Everyone has a good meal of deer meat, and then dances around the fire pit, young
Men and women have fun with each other! Because of the moon god’s blessing, the corn will soon mature and be harvested, and the breeding population will also have food to feed..."
Ivican stood on the ridge, looking longingly at the sky and howling like a wolf.
In the legends of the Guakili people, the sky is the most divine place. The moon and the sun are the incarnations of gods and the objects of their worship. The full moon before the autumn harvest is a day worth celebrating, and various tribes will hold sacrifices.
activities, and sometimes they even visit each other, reducing reproduction within the tribe.
Hearing this, Amosi also paused for a moment and looked at the bright night sky. The full moon hung high on the rolling mountains, illuminating the camps in the mountains. The camps on both sides were lit up with firelights, facing each other from a distance. Warriors from the Cactus tribe occupied
The front camp blocked the entrance to the east valley; the warriors of the Dog tribe occupied the back camp and were on guard day and night on the other side. The valley was full of killings, and there were also large groups of eagles falling on the ground, pecking at the uneaten blood clots and blood day and night.
Broken body.
"Iweikan, hasn't the Cactus tribe attacked the entrance of the valley in the past few days? I heard from other scouts that the Red Frog tribe is still guarding the rear camp."
Amosi squinted his eyes and looked at the mouth of the valley for a long time, but could not see the flag in the camp clearly. He looked at his friend.
"Haha! Since that day when we cooperated and shot the Black Wolf Chief who went into battle, the Cactus Tribe has been lying silently like a sleeping black bear! Chief Otua talked with Chief Red Frog and asked him to continue
Guarding the southeastern valley entrance, we also gave a thousand warriors recruited from ordinary tribes! Our chief is very skilled and will not let the Red Frog tribe return to the northwest valley entrance!"
Ivican laughed, quite excited.
"Ah? We agreed that the ministries would take turns guarding, can Chief Red Frog agree?"
"Aw! In the battle at the mouth of the valley, both the Red Cat and the Red Frog suffered heavy losses. The combined warriors of their two tribes are no match for our family. Now in this valley, it is our Red Fox Tribe who has the final say!"
Iwekan patted his chest proudly. Then, he thought for a while and added.
"Chief Otuwa also appeased the other two chiefs and asked them to replenish Dingkou from the tribes in the valley. Chief Red Frog was a little dissatisfied and argued for a long time, but finally agreed. The latest request is to insist on holding on to the valley mouth for ten more days! Corn
It's almost ripe, and some tribes can't wait any longer and have already begun to pick the sticks. Anyway, you can still eat the sticks before they are ripe, but the harvest is less, and you can't take care of these many now..."
"On the tenth...harvest unripe corn..."
Amosi pondered for a while, then lowered his voice and asked.
"Iweikan, when will our Red Fox Tribe leave?"
Ivican's expression became serious. He took a step closer and answered in a low voice.
"Amosi, I'm not going to hide it from you, it's just these two days! The chief's original plan was to collect some corn before leaving in three days, so that he could bring more corns with him. Now Chief Cactus has arrived with his army.
We must leave early! You go back to the tribe to pack your things first, and I will tell you the specific time tomorrow after I ask the chief for instructions!..."
Amosi nodded solemnly. The two of them walked in whispers under the moonlight. While talking, the mountain road had bifurcated. One side led to the center of the valley, and the other side led to the west of the valley. They were in front of them in the blink of an eye.
"Oh, Amosi, my good friend! You are now a member of our Red Fox tribe. You have made great achievements, and your name has fallen into the ears of Chief Otuwa. The chief likes warriors with brains the most, and he said that they should be reused.
you!"
Iwekan took a step forward, held his friend's arm tightly, and looked into his friend's eyes sincerely.
"Chief Otuva values you! In addition to the young and strong tribal warriors, you can bring a few more old and weak people to join the Red Fox tribe! I know you are reluctant to let go of the old chief who raised you, so take him with you!
You can bring a few more people with you. Well, Alan's shooting skills are better than many red-haired ones, so she doesn't count against the quota."
Amosi looked at his friend, was silent for a while, and nodded.
"Thank you, Ivican, my good friend!"
"Ouch! What's the thank you for?"
Ivican smiled and patted Amosi on the shoulder.
"I will come to you with my soldiers tomorrow!"
"great, see you tomorrow!"
Amosi also smiled. After he finished speaking with a smile, he waved goodbye to Iwekan. The warriors behind the two separated. The Red Fox warrior went to the center of the valley, and the Red Crow warrior went to the northwest of the valley. The mountains undulated,
Soon they disappeared.
The moonlight was long and the road was long. Amosi put away his smile and walked in the moonlight, heading in the direction of the tribe. Two-quarters of an hour later, the simple Red Crow Camp appeared in front of him. It had a shallow fence and tattered
The huts, the garrisoning soldiers, and the bonfire lit outside the leader's longhouse.
Amosi reached out and touched his left ear. A large section of the edge of the ear was missing, and it was carefully bandaged with cotton cloth. It felt a little painful. At the end of the Battle of Taniguchi, he attacked Chief Black Wolf to attract attention.
, but was shot back by the opponent with an arrow, and half of his ear was shot off.
"Phew! What a powerful warrior! The half of his ear was not lost in vain."
Amosi turned back and looked at the more than a hundred tribal warriors behind him. Half of them were red-haired. Because of his military exploits, the red-haired tribesmen were recruited by the Red Fox Tribe and then all returned to his command. Again
In addition to the two hundred people left behind in the tribe, the three hundred warriors of the Red Crow tribe are all gathered together and still in the hands of the tribe.
The guarding soldiers saluted the red-haired captain. Amosi nodded and walked into the camp gate. The simple camp had been packed up, the luggage was tied tightly with straw ropes, and the supplies were loaded in bamboo baskets. In fact, the tribe was poor and the common people had little.
, just some food to survive, weapons for fighting, and some medicinal herbs and tools.
"Dad, you're back! Is the injury on your ear better? I went to pick some herbs..."
The girl Alan was like a lively deer, carrying a bow and arrow behind her back, running quickly from the camp to the front.
A sincere smile appeared on Amosi's face. He rubbed his daughter's head and said with a smile.
"Much better! Dad has something important to discuss with the chief. Wait until I come out and talk to you again."
Alan blinked and nodded vigorously. She watched Amosi bend down and walk into the leader's longhouse behind the bonfire. The dazzling bonfire attracted attention, making the darkness in the longhouse difficult to see clearly, just like the light and
Dark distinction.
This chapter has been completed!