After autumn, the river has once again returned to peace and tranquility.
Both sides of the river bank that were flooded in summer have long been exposed as flat river beaches.
The wilderness is covered with wild animals, and thousands of birds are dancing on the river beach.
There are many mountains on both sides of the river, and they are as green as black. From time to time, the roars of wild beasts can be heard from afar.
The sky is vast and the sky is vast, and it still looks like a primitive place. Compared with previous years, there is no change at all.
Several melodious horn sounds came from the valley, and soon a hunting flag appeared, with a ferocious dragon beast with teeth and claws drawn on it, followed by a long procession.
This is a group of humans who seem out of place in this barbaric era.
They were fully armed, with leather armor, bows, arrows and spears. They carried out orders and forbade the troops, and lined up neatly, giving off a faint murderous aura.
Even the wild beasts on the river beach that were used to the frequent visits of hunters suddenly became alert at this time. Countless wild beasts that were grazing and mating stretched their necks and looked towards the mouth of the valley. They were surprised at the sudden appearance of the shot from the valley.
The unseen flag makes me feel nervous and uneasy.
"Stand firm!"
Following a loud roar from the young man walking in front, the marching team suddenly stopped with a crash.
"Line up and count!"
"One quack, two quack, three quack, four quack..."
Listening to the sound of counting, the young man's face trembled slightly involuntarily. It wasn't until the burly hunter in heavy armor clasped his fists and shouted that everyone was here, that the young man said "take a break", then put his hands behind his back and faced
The hunters from the two groups began to lecture.
After a few minutes, the team divided into two teams and dispersed, forming a formation of two and three, heading towards the wild beasts foraging on the river beach.
Training at the target every day can only improve your skills.
Real ability still needs to be practiced on the battlefield.
The five nearby tribes are all allies and have no enemies, so hunting is the best way to train right now.
From the primitive savages to the highly civilized feudal dynasties, hunting has always been an opportunity for humans to show their bravery and strength. It is also an activity that emperors and generals are passionate about. It is also an extremely important political activity that has an impact on the progress of human civilization.
Profound.
In China since the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, rulers of all dynasties have continued the tradition of field hunting, and even completely retained many ancient hunting habits. For example, no hunting of females in spring and no hunting of cubs in summer. Autumn hunting is the largest, with large numbers of kills.
Adult beasts, to balance the number and size of beasts, etc.
Among the people, hunters in various places have more rules.
For example, in Bashan, the survey team encountered local mountain people hunting. Everyone they saw on the road had a share of the meat.
Yellow mutton.
It is said that this comes from an ancient tradition. When hunting in the mountains, whoever sees it has a share. Only unselfish hunters can get the blessing of the mountain god and catch more prey in the future.
However, when he saw a group of hunters sneaking towards the wild beasts on the river beach, Xu Chen's previous majestic mood of a special forces instructor disappeared instantly.
The left hand is holding the yellow, the right is holding the blue sky, and thousands of horses are riding on the flat hill.
What a pleasant and heroic hunting scene the ancients once had, in his hands, turned into a sneaky scene of a dozen people with seven or eight broken guns.
Aren’t we supposed to be as fast as the wind and move forward courageously?
Xu Chen stood under the waving dragon flag, covering his face with his hands for a long time, then turned his head seriously and ordered:
"Sound the horn and attack. Even if they run to death today, they still have to catch a few wild beasts for me, otherwise they won't have dinner."
"Follow the order!"
Gu had already passed the Parkinson's disease period when he first became a trumpeter. He took off the golden horn studded with colorful gems from his waist and took a deep breath to blow it.
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Dozens of miles downstream is the place where the Uzbek people thrive.
The usually quiet and peaceful valley mouth was suddenly frightened by a sudden flight of birds.
Soon, more than a dozen savages wearing fur skirts were seen roaring out. Among the crowd, there was a thin figure wearing a sarong to cover his head and face, holding a dark wooden stick that was taller than his body.
Judging from her gait and posture, she is obviously still an underage girl.
Although this group of people were dressed in the standard hunter attire of primitive tribes, holding spears and clubs, and some holding simple bows and arrows, with oil paint on their faces, they moved in a hurry and clearly did not look like they were going out hunting.
After leaving the valley, this group of people did not make any stop on the river beach, but rushed upstream along the river.
Silence returned to the valley entrance, but about half an hour later, a burst of ups and downs of shouts suddenly came from the valley, followed by a dense rush of running sounds. Soon, a group of dozens of strong hunters rushed out of the valley like a group of wild beasts.
After stopping for a while outside the valley mouth to observe, they chased upstream along the river beach with loud shouts.
Not long after this group of people left, dozens of people rushed out of the valley again, also armed with spears and short sticks.
The leader of this group of people was a burly savage who was nearly two meters tall and covered in oil paint. His muscles were bulging like a giant bear. He was the newly promoted Warrior Dragon of the Wu Clan that Xu Chen was familiar with last year.
"Go to Bagaga!"
A group of people also only stayed outside the valley to observe for a moment. The dragon roared and led a group of hunters with their legs like the wind, stepping on the waist-deep grass, following the team in front like a group of cheetahs.
The first group of people was already five or six miles away from the valley at this time, but their speed gradually slowed down. The girl in cloth and mask was stumbling around in a group of people, and the group of men escorting her were also mixed, tall and short.
There are fat, thin, old, weak and young men. Although they are all armed with weapons, they are obviously not the strongest men of the Uzbek tribe.
"Suga!"
Listening to the ups and downs of shouts coming from far behind, the group of people became obviously more nervous and panicked. Some people kept looking back and showing panic, while others kept urging them to speed up.
But the two groups of people following behind were all strong men, running as fast as they could on the grass, shouting and chasing each other closer and closer.
About an hour later, the three groups of people could almost see each other from behind.
"Go quickly, I will protect you!"
Seeing that the pursuers behind them were getting closer and closer, the group of people running at the front knew that they could not escape. Among them, an older man suddenly stopped and turned around, shouting and raising the spear in his hand.
The speed of the team instantly dropped.
"Moga, die!" Someone grabbed the older man and shouted in fear.
"Die, Su Ga!" The man pushed his companion away and shouted with determination on his face.
"Yo ho ho ho ho..."
The dozens of people who were chasing after them had probably already seen the group of people in front of them, and their shouts became more urgent and high-pitched, faintly revealing a hint of eagerness and excitement.
At this time, the group of people who were running around the girl were almost in despair. They all stopped and formed a circle around the girl with spears and clubs to protect them. Then they looked at the tribesmen who were chasing closer and closer with fear and determination.
The girl in the middle was holding a dark wooden staff that was taller than her own body, and her body was trembling as she gasped violently.
The two groups got closer and closer, and finally met.
Dozens of strong men covered in oil paint surrounded the girl and a dozen of her companions. The leader, a tall and strong man, strode forward with a spear in his hand, pointed at a group of people and shouted loudly, but the surrounded group of people
Unmoved at all, they gathered closer and closer. In panic, all weapons such as spears, short sticks, bows and arrows were aimed at the surrounding hunters.
"Damn~"
Seeing that the scolding and persuasion were ineffective, the hunters who were chasing after them could not restrain their anger. Several of them roared and brandished their spears and rushed towards the girl and her group of companions.
The older man who was the first to stop and ask to stop the pursuers came forward with several of his companions, also shouting and holding spears and clubs.
In the blink of an eye, there was a burst of sticks fighting. In the fierce battle, accompanied by several painful groans and screams, several people who were fighting were knocked to the ground in an instant, and the older man who was the leader was speared on the spot.
He was stabbed through the chest and abdomen, his face was distorted, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and he was kicked to the ground. He lay on his back in the thick grass without any movement.
Blood gurgled and stained his body and the surrounding weeds.
A thick smell of blood filled the river beach with the river wind.
The battle is won or lost in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the hunters approaching with ferocious faces step by step, there were young boys with childlike faces in the encirclement who dropped their weapons in fear, and everyone's faces showed immense pain and despair.
This place is more than ten miles away from the U valley and twice as far away from the Ba valley.
In this barbaric place with no village or shop, no one will come to save them.
Moreover, not far below the river beach, another group of pursuing soldiers could be faintly seen approaching.
The girl in the center slowly pulled off the linen covering her head, revealing a frightened and helpless little face.
This is one of the twin little witches of the Uzbek tribe.
She turned her head to look upstream of the river beach, tears rolling down her eyes.
This is a hopeless escape.
It's over now.
"Woo...Woo...Woo..."
Far upstream, there were strange and terrifying sounds coming along the river wind.
Both the pursuer and the girl and her companions who were surrounded in the center were so frightened by the demonic and terrifying sound that their hair stood on end, and they all turned around and looked to the northwest.
They were familiar with the roars of various wild beasts, including the most ferocious tigers, leopards, wolves, bears, and even the extremely ferocious dragons, but they had never heard this strange roar.
Judging the distance by listening to the sound, this beast, which has never been seen before, is probably not small in size, probably extremely ferocious, and it is not far away.
There had just been a battle at the scene, and the strong smell of blood was tempting, and maybe this ferocious beast would soon appear.