Xu Chen originally planned to set off after staying in Wuzu for one night.
However, in view of the uncooperative attitude of the Uzbek tribe leader and the differences within the Uzbek tribe, Xu Chen decided to cut the knot quickly, deceive a group of people and leave quickly.
Besides, it was still early, so as long as they were fast enough, they might be able to reach the Ji clan before dark.
The sooner we get to the Ji clan, the greater the hope of rescue.
The battle between different primitive tribes may be far more barbaric than he imagined. If one more night is wasted, the consequences will become more unpredictable.
As for food, the Ba tribe carried three days of rations, which was enough for everyone to last for one day. As long as they reached the Ji tribe, they could get additional supplies.
Besides, they are all strong hunters who hunt all year round. It does not matter whether they have food in the wild or the enemy. As long as they defeat the enemy, they will have all the food.
The roads leading to the Ji people are through wild mountains and river valleys, which is much more difficult than going from the Ba people to the Wu people.
But except for him, everyone is a wild man who walks quickly across mountains and ridges, and is very accustomed to walking this way.
Continuing along the rugged and narrow mountain roads and dry river valleys, the sun gradually shifted to the west, and two intersecting mountains appeared in front of us.
According to the reminders of the Cang people who came to report the news and more than a dozen Cang and Ji people who participated in the study, after detouring around these two mountains, they arrived near the living habitat of the Ji people.
But looking at the height of the sun, it seems that time is already too late.
"Speed up and make sure to reach the Ji clan before dark!"
Although everyone was very tired, Xu Chen kept giving orders to speed up, so the team of hundreds of people ran forward in the vast mountains like a group of wild beasts.
The sun quickly slanted into the mountains behind them, and the cold sky suddenly dimmed. Covered by the steep mountains and dense virgin forests on both sides, a group of people fell into boundless darkness.
"Ouch~~"
In the surrounding mountains, the roars of wild beasts were heard one after another.
A group of people took advantage of the last light of dusk to move quickly through the dark and dense forest.
Everyone is nervous.
If we can't reach the Ji clan before complete darkness, sleeping in the wild will be very dangerous.
The most important thing is that there is no tinder, so it is impossible to make a fire to drive away wild animals. If it is attacked by a pack of wolves that are accustomed to foraging for food in the middle of the night, the casualties will be very heavy.
"Ho~~"
A group of people hurriedly and slowly walked around the first mountain ridge. Suddenly, a thunderous roar came from the dense forest ahead, which was so clear among the roaring and rolling forest waves that it seemed as if the whole world was shaking.
The surrounding mountains suddenly became quiet, and only this terrifying roar could be heard echoing in the wind.
"Maogong quack!"
The speeding team was instantly panicked. Almost everyone stopped at the same time while shouting, and then crowded together to surround Xu Chen. They raised their spears, bows and arrows and looked nervously towards the direction of the roar.
Mao Gong is a tiger.
In ancient China, all animals were called insects, birds were called feather insects, mammals were called caterpillars, those with shells were called scale insects, those with long scales were called scale insects, and those with bare skin were called bugs.
The tiger is known as the king of beasts, so it is called the long insect (note, the long one here is not pronounced as chang, but as zhang, which means the leader of Yamato.)
Although the name of tiger has not yet been transformed into the name of worm, the name Mao Gong already has a hint of ancient Chinese meaning. In addition, perhaps because of the accent, this name may be the ancient pronunciation of worm.
But none of this matters.
What's important is that at this juncture when it's about to get dark, there's a roadblock ahead.
Xu Chen has traveled through time for more than a year and has never seen a live tiger. He has only seen a tiger skin sent by the Uzbek tribe once.
That tiger skin is big and thick, even bigger than the Siberian tiger.
According to the current climate and environment, this roadblock will definitely not be small, and may even be bigger than the one last time.
Just the roar can shake people and feel like the air around them is shaking.
Xu Chen's heart was beating wildly, but he also knew that time waited for no one, and he would be completely plunged into darkness in half an hour at most. There were so many people at the moment, and more than a hundred strong hunters couldn't kill a tiger, so he gritted his teeth.
Yelling at the front.
"Horn, kill!"
"Woo~woo~~~"
Although Gu was shaking nervously, he still mustered up the courage to blow the golden horn.
The moment the trumpet sounded, the panicked group of people suddenly calmed down, and one of them suddenly started laughing strangely.
"If there is a number, Mr. Mao will die!"
A word woke up the people in the dream, and many people came back to their senses instantly, and their nervous emotions were instantly relaxed to the extreme.
Yes, we have the horn of God, which has the magical power to summon and drive away wild beasts.
Although Mao Gong is terrifying, we have the blessing of gods and should be even more terrifying.
So a group of tired and sweaty hunters instantly burst out with endless courage and strength. Many of them raised their spears and clubs, shouting for Demacia... and with strange screams, they launched a charge into the forest not far away.
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Seeing a group of howling Uzbeans rushing out in a swarm, Xu Chen's face turned black. He had no time to stop, and he probably couldn't stop shouting, so he could only yell and order Feng to lead everyone behind and charge collectively.
Although it is a deep and dense virgin forest, the forest is still relatively open in winter. Although the light is dim at this time, you can still vaguely see the surrounding area of tens of meters.
Driven by the horns, hundreds of people ran quickly in the forest. With the sound of footsteps and the shouts of ghosts and wolves, the dark and silent forest was stirred up. In the mountains and rivers far and near, various sounds were heard one after another.
The roaring and running sounds of wild beasts.
"Ho~~"
In the forest ahead, the tiger seemed to feel provoked. After a moment of silence, it burst out with an earth-shattering roar again.
This roar was filled with incomparable fear and anger.
However, the group of hunters stimulated by the horns became even more enthusiastic, bursting out with more violent strength and courage, and ran towards the roar as if they were walking on flat ground in the rugged mountain forest with intertwined trees and thorns.
"Woo~wu~wu~~~"
At this time, Gu Ya seemed to be possessed by the beast god, and he blew the horn one after another with all his strength.
The long and clear sound of the horn echoed in the dark forest, like a roaring tiger competing for control.
"Maogong quack..."
The group of people at the front seemed to have seen the tiger, and they burst out shouting fiercely.
"Mao Gong quack, die quack!"
"Damn it!"
Amidst the shouts of excitement, some people couldn't wait to throw their spears.
Amidst the whistling wind, spears carrying powerful momentum cut through the dark forest, banging, banging, banging against the ground or tree trunks.
"Ho~~"
In the forest, a colorful tiger was darting left and right amid the shadows of flying spears. Although it was vaguely visible, its huge size confirmed that Xu Chen had guessed correctly. This was a super beast, even bigger than the last time.
The tiger skin that the Ba tribe sent to the Ba tribe in exchange for pottery looked even bigger.
"Wow Ga, Mo Zhong Ga!"
The hunters who were the first to throw their spears screamed in annoyance. Even if they lost their weapons and had the aura of courage blessed by the beast god, they did not dare to pounce on the tiger with bare hands, so they began to flee in panic.
"Spread out, shield!"
"Roar~"
Following the rush of a group of rabble, Feng roared, and a group of spearmen immediately raised their shields in front to stabilize their position, pointing their spears in the direction of the tiger.
"Bow, shoot!"
"Roar~"
All the archers drew their bowstrings almost at the same time, and then with a boom-boom-boom sound, dense arrows shot towards the tiger one after another like a burst of flying light.
"Ouch~~"
The arrows squeaked wildly in the forest, and the tiger let out a painful cry, and its evasive movements seemed to slow down.
"Mr. Mao is injured, kill him!"
Seeing that the tiger was injured, a group of Uzbek hunters burst into cheers again. Long, who was appointed as the temporary leader, raised his spear and roared before rushing forward with a group of burly companions.
The tiger is the king of the forest and the most ferocious and domineering beast. Without dozens or hundreds of experienced and brave hunters, generally no tribe is willing to touch it, because if they are not careful, they will suffer heavy casualties.
Although this tiger was very big and came out to look for food at dusk, it obviously did not expect to suddenly encounter such a powerful group of humans. It was injured at the first encounter and could only scream and run away.
But how can the hunters who are blessed with the aura of the power of the beast god by the horn be willing to give up the prey they have obtained?
The opportunity to hunt a tiger comes only rarely in years.
What's more, if you have the advantage of strength, you won't catch up until later.
Then a large group of Uzbek hunters followed the tigers howling and rushed into the denser forest as if they had taken a powerful pill.
"Keep up, keep up, don't fall behind!"
Xu Chen was protected by a group of people and walked at the end. Before he could see the tiger's shadow clearly, the situation in front of him had completely changed. The tiger gave in when he saw it, and a group of Uzbek people followed him desperately.
Sure enough, they are just a bunch of rabble.
Xu Chen's face was so dark that he could only loudly remind Feng to lead others to follow him, and at the same time he called on everyone not to fall behind and run away.
This kind of primeval forest is full of dangers. Not to mention one or two people, even ten or hundreds can still be wiped out overnight.
We should be thankful that it is winter now and there are not a lot of poisonous insects and snakes. Otherwise, if we just run around like this, I am afraid that more than half of them will be killed or injured.
"Woooooo~~"
The sound of the horn chased the buttocks of a ragtag group of people in front and kept blowing.
Xu Chen was protected by a group of hunters who stumbled after him and ate ashes.
The cowardly tiger didn't seem to be seriously injured and fled in the dark forest. However, facing a group of long-legged savages with bulging muscles, he didn't have much advantage in speed.
The power of a tiger lies in its violence. One slap and one bite will cause injury if touched and death if touched.
Therefore, when hunting a tiger, you first need to keep a certain distance to injure it, and then chase it slowly to wear down its physical strength. When the tiger's physical strength is exhausted, you will have the right opportunity to launch a violent and fatal blow.
Now the tiger has been injured and started to run away. This is the hunter's best method of chasing and escaping. Coupled with the overwhelming number of people and the blessing of the beast god with the magical horn, a group of Wu people, including Feng and other hunters, also
All are full of joy and excitement.
So in this primeval forest that was getting darker and darker at dusk, a group of hunters chased the tiger like a chicken to death, chasing it several miles away in an instant.