wild trail

Chapter 112 For the Horde
The reward that Wang Lang said was not very tempting to the three of them, but as a small leader, the three of them still hoped that their subordinates would be rewarded, which was also an affirmation of their leadership ability.

Seeing the hesitation of the three of them, Wang Lang smiled and said, "It's all about luck, just pick one at random."

Bark stretched out his hand and moved back and forth in front of the three sticks, but couldn't make up his mind to pull out one.

"Can you hurry up, if you don't choose, I will choose first." Kong Yi, who had been at odds with the tree bark, said dissatisfied seeing the bark's dilly-dallying manner.

Bark glared at him, then casually pulled out a wooden stick from Wang Lang's hand, and held it tightly so that no one else could see it.

Kong Yi snorted coldly, and also pulled out a wooden stick, shaking it at the bark.

There was no need to fight for the last stick, Wang Lang asked the three of them to put their sticks together, and the longest stick belonged to Kong Er who did not fight or snatch it.

Kong Er picked up the wooden stick, smiled, and said, "I'm lucky this time, and I can have a few named people in my house."

The tree bark glanced at Kong Yi, and said with a sneer, "Why are you so upset, didn't you also choose?"

Kong Yi snorted coldly and said, "Anyway, it's fine if you don't choose. If you are allowed to go, you will kill all your people."

"What did you say!" Bark glared at Kong Yi.

Wang Lang looked at the two people who were arguing with each other, and shouted angrily: "What is the quarrel? It's all about luck. There is no chance to make meritorious deeds this time. Just seize the opportunity in the future."

Hearing this, the three people's eyes lit up, and Kong Yi hurriedly asked: "Boss, will there be such things in the future?"

"There will be more opportunities in the future. The tribes in the west will come to attack us at some point, and you are still arguing here. Whoever can kill more enemies or capture more prisoners than others will be equally credited." Wang Lang coldly snorted.

Although they were reprimanded by Wang Lang, Kong Yi and Shupi didn't care at all, they cared more about getting credit and honor.

Wang Lang ignored their careful thinking, and said to Kong Er: "In a few days, take your people and ride a deer to look for those dinosaur eggs. Be sure to keep yourself safe. If you can't find them in a full moon Just come back, remember?"

Kong Er nodded, and said: "Don't worry, leader, it's no problem to leave it to me. It's not the first time I've done egg stealing. The people on the grassland know these dinosaurs very well. As long as they find those dinosaurs, they will be sure." Dinosaur eggs can be found."

Wang Lang smiled and said: "Okay, after the matter is done, I will give you a credit. I will write your name on the pottery board so that future generations will remember your name."

Hearing that he could get such an honor, Kong Er patted his chest excitedly, his face flushed with excitement.

Shupi and Kong Yi looked at Kong Er with envy. This opportunity to become a tribal hero just slipped away from him. Both of them secretly hated their bad luck.

The rest of the tribe are not interested in the matter of being famous through the ages. As the saying goes, they have enough food and wine to think about sex. They have just solved their hunger, and now they want to have a certain status in the tribe, so they can pursue women. You can kill most of your competitors.

Now there is no difference between rich and poor, what is missing is only courage and wisdom. Everyone is a man, and there is also a gun, two eggs, and the men under the management of Bark and Kong Yi look at Kong Er and they are excited. I feel very upset that such a good opportunity has been missed in vain.

But they also knew that their village head could not be blamed for this result. They believed that things like luck were guided by the gods, but such guidance made them feel very aggrieved.

Wang Lang looked at the people with polarized emotions, and said loudly: "You don't need to envy them. In the future, there will be opportunities to make meritorious deeds. Those brutal enemies in the west are your chances to prove yourself. If they dare to invade us, you will use their power to fight against us." Blood proves your courage, their heads are your honor, all for the Horde!"

After Kong Er excitedly translated Wang Lang's words, all the clansmen raised their arms and shouted:
"For the tribe!"

"For the tribe!"

. . . . . .

Looking at the emotional people, Wang Lang felt that he was like an ancient general who was about to go to war. He really wanted to shout loudly, "Those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish! Anyone who offends my tribe will be punished no matter how far away!" Express his boiling emotions at this time, but he has not been dazzled by the blood, and with the current strength of the tribe, he can barely protect himself.

After the crowd gradually quieted down, Wang Lang called the little boy over, touched the boy's head, and said, "This is a smart boy. Although he only answered a small question, it also proves that he is good at thinking. We must not only defeat the enemy in strength, but also be smarter and better at thinking than others."

After a pause for Kong Er to translate, Wang Lang looked at the nervous little boy. He estimated that the boy was only four or five years old. In primitive times, everyone was poor, not even beggars in the civilized world. In order to survive, human beings have to work hard to survive since they learned to walk. No one will pity you just because you are a child.

Even in Wang Lang's tribe, although these children can eat their stomachs full every day, they have developed a habit for a long time. When they play every day, as long as they find edible bugs, they will eat them without hesitation.

After Kong Er finished translating, everyone seriously thought about Wang Lang's words. They were a little envious of this humble little boy now. Being able to be named by the leader himself under the gaze of so many people, such an honor doomed his future Unlimited.

"Today I will give this child a name. The original god can bestow blessings on this child, wishing him to become a smart and brave warrior in the future."

Speaking of which, Wang Lang put his right hand on the little boy's head and said, "Little guy, since you have discovered the difference between the ruts, you will name them after the ruts. It represents hope and the future. Don't insult the ruts in the future." This name, from now on, use this name to protect your mother and your people."

The little boy was both nervous and excited, his face was a little flushed, he turned his head to look at his mother, after seeing his mother nodding desperately, he nodded heavily, and said in a childish voice: "I will become a warrior, I want to be as respected as you are."

Wang Lang smiled, patted the little boy's head, and told him to go back to his mother.

Back in the crowd, Hen winked excitedly at the other children and said, "I have a name, and you will call me Hen in the future."

The other children looked at Hen with envy. Although Kong Yue also had a name, her name was obviously not as commemorative as Hen's, but the children's mutual comparison made her turn her head away without cutting it. .

(End of this chapter)