Doom: Liver experience from hunting

Chapter 110 The Way of Survival in the Wilderness!

steaming!

The earth trembled, Tang Wen's feet erupted, and he was running like flying.

After several ups and downs, it has come to the hill where the sand wolf is.

"Ow!"

"Ooooooooooooo~"

The wolves howled one after another.

Tang Wen looked down from the hill, and there was a canyon below, with thorns and green grass overgrown, and there were several small pools under the shadow of the stone wall.

Sand wolves surrounded it from front, back, left, and right.

Looking at the herds of cattle, sheep, donkeys and deer below, Tang Wen felt that the meat at home could just be replenished.

"Ow!"

A piercing cry came.

With a chill in his heart, Tang Wen looked towards the mountain opposite the canyon.

A light gray giant wolf.

It is bigger than the average silver wolf.

The giant wolf howled.

Tang Wen didn't hear any malice, but he frowned.

If I understand correctly, it means that you want to send me some food?
Tang Wen was full of doubts.

It must be that my "beast control technique" is not good, the sand wolf on the opposite side is at least the best among high-level beasts.

Even though I am already a first-class martial artist, surrounded by wolves, I dare not say that I will win.

At this moment, after the giant wolf roared, the sand wolf blocking his retreat backed away, and the encirclement immediately dispersed.

Two sand wolves appeared in the canyon and drove a half-sized bull and two goats out of the canyon.

Tang Wen's astonishment froze on his face.

In the breeze, he murmured to himself:
"It's impossible, it's impossible to really give it to me... right?"

Ten minutes later, two sand wolves emerged from the west of him.

Running ahead of them were bulls and goats.

Tang Wen couldn't get it right now: "Why do I feel a sense of guilt for no reason? I feel like a bad guy in a cartoon who bullies small animals."

Another giant wolf emerged from the opposite side of the canyon.

It is slightly smaller in size and seems to be a she-wolf.

Tang Wen, however, sensed a hint of danger from it.

Tapping.

The hooves of cattle and sheep step on the ground.

The sand wolf that sent them over roared, and the three herbivores trembled in place.

The performance of the sand wolf is more professional than that of a well-trained shepherd dog.

Tang Wen stepped forward, took out the rope from his waist, and tied it around the necks of the three prey.

Looking back, he looked at the two giant wolves, and he always felt that it would be better to say something.

Thanks for the treat?Thank you for your hospitality?
Uh, make it sound like I'm here as a guest.

So, just say goodbye?

Well, it seems like I'll come back when I'm done eating.

Tang Wen felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.

He really never thought that one day he would worry about how to greet and thank the wolves.

"Ahem, in the future, if your group doesn't take the lead in attacking people in our camp, I think we can coexist peacefully!" Tang Wen finished speaking and pointed in the direction of the camp: "In short, thank you for your gift!"

The giant wolf growled back, and Tang Wen waved at them, leading the cattle and sheep away with complicated hearts.

I am a first-class martial artist, how did I become a beggar?
The object of begging is not a human being...

Wild west, hundreds of miles away.

A black mountain forest with rugged terrain, easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The Montenegro Camp is hidden in the Black Mountain.

"How is my son?" Old Hei Gui asked in a deep voice.

"Hei Feng leads him, he, he needs to cultivate slowly"

"How long will it take?"

"This, this, this master"

boom!
The old black ghost struck with his palm, and the leading doctor died on the spot.

"Say it!" He pointed to another doctor and said.

"Two years, two years! Commander Hei Feng will definitely recover!"

"Two years? I can't wait two years!"

The old black ghost jumped up, and after a while, there was no one alive in the house.

Only Hei Feng lay unconscious on the bed.

"Flame Camp!"

"Tang Wen!"

The old black ghost ran up to the roof and looked into the distance. In the deep eye sockets, there was a black mist that was darker than the deepest night.

"Ah!"

"No more ice cubes on your head or spanking!"

Cuilian scowled, and taught Xiao Taozi a lesson.

The latter was not afraid at all, hid behind Tang Tang, pulled the hem of her dress, and made faces at her mother.

"You!"

"The little guy is just playing for fun."

Several girls in the yard were doing housework, and Tang Tang made some rougamo for everyone to eat.

Roujiamo is no longer sold.

It's not just Tang Tang, except those merchants who sell grain and food designated by the camp.

None of the other vendors went out to set up stalls.

This summer, the camp is in the farmland among the mountains, and there is basically no harvest.

Only by relying on the fields in Taohuayuan and the newly reclaimed fields by the lake, we cannot harvest much food.

As the number of refugees increased, the camp had no choice but to recruit more and more warriors and warriors, and the pressure on food was increasing day by day.

General's Mansion, Chamber of Commerce.

The queen is still retreating, and the two generals Zhou and Zhao are in charge of all matters in the camp.

Tang Wen sat in the corner. He came to return the soft snakeskin armor. He happened to catch up with the meeting, so he sat in the corner and listened.

I practice kung fu every day on weekdays, and the news is too closed, so it's good to know the current situation.

The first person to speak was the one who had just toured all the nearby territories and came back with more money than Sanduo: "No one is willing to sell food unless we trade them full-body fine steel armor and give them a batch of blacksmiths."

The leaders shook their heads one after another, it was the lion who opened his mouth.

The reason why the flame camp has its current status has a lot to do with the fact that they have a poor iron mine that can forge fine steel armor.

For warriors, warriors, and even third-class warriors.

There is a huge difference between wearing fine steel armor or not when fighting, and it can even determine life and death.

There is a lot of discussion, but there is no actionable opinion.

Tang Wen sat at the end thoughtfully, pursing his lips, but did not speak.

"Now, no one can tell when the drought will end." General Zhou said, and the room became quiet: "Finding new food sources is still the most important thing right now!"

There is a lot of food stored in the camp, but it is also necessary to plan ahead.

The crowd was at a loss.

General Zhao called out his name suddenly: "Tang Wen, you have a lot of tricks, tell me!"

Tang Wen really had an idea. He talked about the encounter with the sand wolf yesterday, and then said:
"The wild animal groups all have the habit of raising prey. Since we can cooperate with silver wolves, we can cooperate with sand wolves. Sand wolves are weaker than silver wolves, and the strongest in the group will not exceed the general level. They live in the southern wilderness To survive in the world, there must be competitors, we can cooperate with them to eliminate their competitors, we harvest prey and leave the territory to them.”

"Not bad!"

"It's still young people with good brains!"

"I think Commander Tang should speak more in the future."

"That's right! You can't just practice martial arts with your head down"

Upon hearing this, Tang Wen said a few words modestly, and repeatedly declined.

What a joke, it is the business to achieve the extraordinary as soon as possible. I don't have time to negotiate with the wolves.

In the end, General Zhao decided to go out in person.

Food is the top priority, and it is normal for the general to dispatch.

Of course, the mobilization of Chaos in the camp also meant that the sand wolves had no choice.

They can only agree and cooperate.

Otherwise, they would actually have a lot of prey.

That night, in a corner of the palace, there was constant roar and vibration in the courtyard.

The passing guard shook his head and said:
"How do you feel that this retreat led by Tang Wen is more dynamic than the previous retreat?"

"Who knows! Maybe they are experimenting with some new moves?"

The guards speculated about various possibilities, but no one mentioned the most direct and obvious possibility!

The realm has broken through, and the movement of tempering is naturally greater.

Everyone had this idea in their minds, but then they denied it themselves.

Commander Tang Wen became a first-class martial artist?
How can it be so fast!
No matter how talented, it will take a year or two to break through, right?
(End of this chapter)