Wild farming: I was hugged by the cold patriarch

Just when everything in the tribe was prosperous, the crisis came quietly.

A group of tribal warriors came from a distance and stopped when they saw the high wooden wall.

One of them asked: "What is this?"

No one knew what it was and looked at it with confused eyes.

Another person tentatively said: "Why don't you go back and tell the clan leader, and let the clan leader make the decision."

"Okay, let's go." The group turned around and walked back.

This scene all fell in the eyes of the tribal warrior who was watching the wind on the top of the mountain. When he saw them leaving, he quickly went to tell the clan leader without saying a word.

After hearing this, the clan leader came to the back mountain, summoned two teams of tribal warriors, and ran to intercept those people.

"You're here just in time, let me try the moves I practiced yesterday."

"I think I'm practicing pretty well, but if I can't kill my own people, how can I let go of the training subjects who come to me?"

"Yes, I also want to see the effect. I guess it should be good."

The clan leader couldn't help but said: "You have practiced your moves, but you cannot underestimate the enemy and treat it with caution."

Everyone felt that what the patriarch said made sense, so they couldn't help but straightened up and became serious.

The warriors of the Wolf-Ear tribe ran very fast, and soon they saw the tail of the group of people, and then they speeded up and followed them, holding iron weapons in their hands, each with a majestic look.

The soldiers who came to explore the road heard the movement, turned around and saw that two groups of soldiers were following them. They were a little panicked and couldn't help but speed up their running.

The people of the Wolf-Ear Tribe shouted "wuwuwu" and then surrounded them: "If you run away again, I will break your legs!"

"Run!" The other party ran faster.

Mu threw the spear in his hand, and the sharp spear pierced the last man's back. Blood spurted out and the man fell down.

This scene startled others: "What kind of weapons were they holding in their hands? Why did they kill people in one fell swoop?"

"Run, run!" Those tribesmen who came to inquire about the news fled in all directions.

The people of the Wolf-Ear Tribe scattered and chased after him.

Mu pulled the spear out of the opponent's back, stabbed him in the neck, and then chased after him again.

He caught up with the opponent's captain: "Stop, if you run away again I will stab you to death!"

Since he couldn't run away, it was better to give it a try. The captain turned around and rushed towards Mu. He held a sharp bone knife in his hand and slashed with great momentum.

Mu looked at the opponent coldly, holding up the spear made of iron with both hands, and saw the opportunity and waved it.

The captain's bone knife was cut in half, and his arm was still painful from the shock: "What is your weapon made of? Why is it black?"

"I'll tell you after I try my skills." Mu thrust his spear into the ground, and then rushed over with his bare hands.

Grab the wrist and fold the arm, all in one go.

The captain was subdued before he could realize what was happening. He knelt on the ground with one knee, his arm was folded behind his back by the wood, and his wrist and arm were bent at a ninety-degree angle. The captain was so painful that he immediately lost his ability to resist.

Mu was very satisfied: "You're out of luck!"

He stepped on the captain to the ground, pulled the dagger from his waist, and swung it, leaving a big wound on the captain's neck. Blood spurted out. The captain fell to the ground and died in a moment.

The clan leader didn't take any action, and all the people below killed the other party.

"The moves the young wizard taught us are so useful!"

"I also used the Young Witch Cult's tricks just now, and I subdued the opponent in one fell swoop. It was absolutely amazing."

"I also tried my skills. It was easy. It was too easy."

The people of the Langer tribe threw the bodies of those people at the foot of the cliff, and then walked back.

In the past, these people were their food, but now that they are not short of food, there is no need to take them back. …

Ye Sang asked the returning group: "Uncle, how are you?"

Mu replied: "We killed them all. They can't go back to report the news."

Ye Sang asked worriedly: "Won't their tribe look for it?"

The patriarch took over the words: "Yes, but if you come out to inquire about information, there will be casualties. This is normal. Sang, don't worry, we have a sense of discretion."

Ye Sang nodded: "That's fine."

This episode passed quickly, Ye Sang continued to make feather clothes, and the tribe warriors continued to train in the back mountains.

After such practice, the tribal warriors became more attentive in their training.

……

In the afternoon, Ye Sang came to the back mountain and said, "Let's work in pairs and show me the moves. If you can practice them all, we will teach you new moves."

"Okay!" The tribesmen began to demonstrate seriously under Ye Sang's eyes.

Ye Sang looked at them and couldn't help but nodded: "They are all well practiced. Next we will teach bowl dunking, shoulder throwing and horizontal kicking, elbowing and wrist twisting."

Then Ye Sang asked Gancang to partner with her and practice like a tribesman.

Ye Sang moved very slowly, demonstrating and explaining at the same time. She felt like she was almost becoming a martial arts coach.

After rehearsing it three times, she asked everyone to try it themselves.

Feng Herong formed a team, and Feng practiced first.

The action steps of the bowl buckle push and shoulder throw are: stand with Feng's left foot in front, step forward to the left, and hit Feng with a straight left fist.

Feng blocked and defended with his right forearm, then grabbed Rong's left wrist with his right hand and pulled it back. At the same time, he stepped forward with his right foot, extended his left foot to the outside of Rong's left leg, and pushed Rong's shoulders and legs to knock Rong down.

After throwing Rong to the ground, Feng can punch Rong on the head, chest, and abdomen to subdue Rong.

The movement is not difficult, and once mastered, it is also a unique skill for subduing the enemy.

The two practiced alternately.

Ye Sang is also practicing seriously with Gan Cang. There are many dangers in the wilderness, and there are real murders. She must become as strong as possible to increase her survivability.

Tan Cang said with admiration: "Sang, how did you come up with these moves? They are so powerful!"

Ye Sang said shamelessly: "As soon as I thought about it, this action naturally appeared in my mind. I will write down the action and teach it to everyone."

There was a certain light in Taicang's eyes: "He is indeed a witch appointed by heaven. He can actually do this."

Ye Sang didn't answer, he was really not that thick-skinned anymore: "Let's continue practicing."

"Okay." Tan Cang nodded.

……

in the cave.

Xiong looked at Zheng who was weaving bamboo baskets and said, "Uncle, why do you do this?"

He was originally helping everyone work together, but he accidentally tore the injury on his leg even more severely, so he had to recuperate in the cave.

Zheng is almost 50 years old, which is considered an advanced age in this world. His health was not very good (he was hungry), but now he can eat and drink enough every day, and his health is getting better. Then, he became obsessed with weaving bamboo products, and made them every day. You have to make it up, otherwise everything will be wrong.

After listening to Xiong's words, he said with a proud look on his face: "It was taught by our young witch."

"Young witch?" Xiong thought for a while, "Is she the most beautiful woman in your tribe?"