Chapter 8：

Chapter 8

The forest in the night was quiet and dangerous, and a place was burning with a bonfire, making the beasts afraid to approach.

Hundreds of people were stationed here, and there were strong soldiers guarded by weapons on the periphery to keep them secretly afraid to act rashly.

"How many days are left to reach the Black Forest." The talking man was tall, his eyes reflected with flames, and he could not see any emotion.

A thin man next to him pondered for a moment, "About six days left."

"It's too slow, we must speed up tomorrow." The tall man's tight muscles expressed his dissatisfaction.

The thin man disagrees: "Black hunt, we also bring a group of ordinary people and the wounded, too soon they will not be able to bear it."

Black Hunt was silent, and his heart was very anxious.

"I know you worry about them." The thin man patted his shoulder.

"But you need to be prepared. When he left the tribe, he had lost his eyes and right hand, and now it is likely ..."

"He must be alive!" Hei Lili glanced to interrupt him.

The skinny man sighed deeply: "We all hope so."

The black hunter pursed his lips, and he knew very well that Jing was likely to be fierce.

Although Jing is a third-level fighter, he was dug out of his eyes, cut off his right hand, and hurriedly left the tribe. He could not get good treatment and care, and his chances of survival were very small.

The road was very difficult. They had no food and no weapons, too few soldiers, and a group of old, weak and sick. When they met them, they didn't know how many people were left.

"Don't be so pessimistic." Tu came over and sat next to the black hunter and the thin monkey.

"They escorted the group of people for a long time. When they were separated, Jing was still good. The guy Jing was not so easy to defeat, and the people who left were not as weak as the chiefs said."

When he heard the word "chief", the thin monkey was the thin little man who gave his lips a pout.

"They have too little food. Even if they walk to the Black Forest, they are likely to starve to death."

Tu glanced at him: "You can't think of something good."

"That's not to blame me. If it wasn't for the chief's cruelty, this would never have happened!"

The thin monkey was indignant, and kept burning in his heart, and said more and more angry.

"What does not raise waste, his son is the biggest waste, why not expel ?! How long hasn't he even hunted? But they enjoy the best things in the tribe!"

They worked hard to change the salt, and when they returned, they found that the situation in the tribe was completely different.

When Black Hunt left, he was worried that the chief would be in trouble, and he would sell those who were sick, old, weak, and ordinary people as meat.

So leave some people behind, and if this happens, stop it.

Unexpectedly, Jing who was left in charge was sent to hunt in an unfamiliar place shortly after they set off, where a ferocious spinosaurus appeared!

Spinosaurus is cruel and aggressive, and its saliva also contains venom. It is best to avoid it.

But if the other party finds it, they must be prepared for a decisive battle.

Although Jing led a group of people to defeat the Jinglong in the end, he suffered heavy casualties, and he was also injured.

Back at the tribe, Jing was poisoned by his eyes and right arm, so the priest dug his eyes and cut off his arm, saying that if he did not dig, he would rot and die.

Obviously, the priest had heard that the priest had exchanged medicine from the Western Continental Caravan that could relieve the dragon, but he was unwilling to give it to a third-level soldier.

Third-level fighters are rare in the Blackrock Horde, and medicine should be given to the warriors.

Unexpectedly, the priest did not do so, causing Jing Pingbai to lose an eye and an arm.

This is a huge loss for the entire tribe!

Jing became disabled, so he could no longer serve as a temporary hunting captain. Those who supported him would also be sent to hunt in dangerous places, causing most of the casualties.

So in the end, no one dared to oppose the chiefs and priests, and could only watch their brothers and parents drive away.

To wait for a group of fighters to insist on escorting the deportees, they were sent to hunt in dangerous places after returning. Had it not been for the black hunters who arrived in time, they would now be fierce.

The picture was also driven by the anger, and he could not help swearing:

"I really don't understand what they think. The tribe is already very rich. They can also exchange food and fur with the western caravan for many things that cannot be eaten or kept warm. Why do you always like to sell people as meat?"

When thinking of this, Tu feels sick.

Many of those who are ill or disabled are their relatives and friends.

Some of them used to fight alongside them, slaying many tribes for the tribe, and hunting many beasts.

Although they are disabled, they are not waste, and they can still do a lot.

When the meat was sold and there was not much to change, the tribe did not lack it, but the chief did not know why it was done this way.

He said: The Blackrock Tribe only allows the strong to exist.

Every time I think of this sentence, Tu heart is not taste.

Who can guarantee that they will not be injured in battle? Is it because of the injuries that you have done nothing for the tribe?

If the tribe was poor, he could understand it, but it wasn't.

Relying on Blackstone weapons, the Blackstone Tribe became a party hegemony, very rich.

What's more, he didn't make such a request to his son.

"If black hunting is your chief, this kind of thing would not happen." The thin monkey was angry, but he regretted it after speaking.

They are now out of the Blackrock Horde, and they don't understand why Black Hunt did it.

By convention, the chief is older and has to be replaced by the bravest warrior in the tribe.

Black Hunt has always been the default chief of the people, but he gave up and left the tribe.

Although they didn't like the chiefs and priests, they didn't understand why the black hunters did it.

"He won't let me be the chief." Black Hunt sneered. "Or he didn't want anyone to replace him as the chief."

Tu and the thin monkey were surprised: "What?"

"How does this work? It has always been the fiercest warrior to become the chief. He is old." Saihou said.

Tu also frowned: "This is against God's will! No tribe would do this, how could he think so?"

"Self desire and ambition can make a person crazy." Black Hunt narrowed his eyes slightly.

"From the beginning of his unfair distribution, he began to have such an idea. From the leader of the Western Continental caravan, he saw hope."

The leader of the Western Continental Caravan is not a warrior, his body is not even stronger than ordinary people.

But he has a strong team, everyone is obedient to him, he can wear the best clothes, eat the best things, and he is carried by someone.

The caravan leader also told the chief that in the western continent, force is not a criterion for judging whether a person is capable of becoming a leader, but pedigree and wisdom.

Heihei also heard such a statement from the caravan leader. The other party's "good intentions" made him to be careful of his situation and invited him to go to the western continent together.

Black Hunt therefore did not like this leader very much, but could not stop the chief from admiring and getting close to that person.

It is undeniable that the caravan leader brought them many things they have never seen before, such as clay pots, beautiful cloths, and intoxicating wine, etc., everything is fascinating.

But he always felt that this man had ulterior motives. Since his appearance, the chief has become increasingly cruel and ambitious.

It turned out that Black Hunt guessed correctly.

However, Black Hunt still underestimated the determination of the chiefs and priests. He naively thought that they just did not like the weak and wanted to make the Blackrock tribe stronger.

I did not expect that in order to achieve my own goals, you can abandon the heroic warriors!

Such a stupid decision is likely to destroy a tribe.

In particular, the Blackstone tribe now has a very bad reputation. It has been attacking other tribes, and many tribes regard them as enemies.

He lost the opportunity to return to salt, and his supporters were mostly beaten and broken up, unable to use his reputation to replace the chief.

The chief has absolute strength in the tribe, and he has no ability to replace him.

Therefore he decided to take the initiative to leave the Horde, otherwise he would be Jing's end in the future.

Black hunting is difficult to fight against the chief, and the chief cannot stop him, but can only let him go.

Tu and the thin monkey were silent, and they actually felt the chief's intention. It just never happened, so I don't think it will happen.

Others also felt the change of the tribe, so the black hunter broke away from the tribe and had many followers.

In addition to the ordinary people and the wounded who were abandoned by the Blackrock Tribe, they also included many strong fighters who were afraid that a doom like Jing would happen to them.

"It won't happen again in the future." Heihun did not continue to immerse himself in the past, "when we find Jing, start again!"

"That guy must be waiting for us to deliver meat to him now, he must not be able to **** that sturdy woman now."

The thin monkey laughed. Everyone remembered that Ran could not help laughing.

When there is velvet, Jing will be all right, that woman dares to fight against death.

The low mood of the picture also quickly dissipated: "Yes! Jing they must be welcoming us."

"By then we will build a stronger tribe!" Heihun's deep eyes were full of firmness.

The thin monkey stood up from the ground, holding a black stone spear and cheering, "New tribe, new tribe!"

Others also stood up from the ground, cheering together, their voices soaring through the sky.

The next day, just after a bright day, the black hunter and his team thought that Jing had a miserable life, already holding a few pottery bowls, drinking porridge and eating meat.

After two days of trimming and food supplementation, he is now in a good spirit. Except for the impenetrable flaws, it looks no different than before.

His wound was gradually healing, and when he was completely healed, God promised him to give him a metal spine.

Wrap the skin around his stump and make the weapon a part of his body!

Jing is convinced that at that time, his combat effectiveness will return to the peak.

"Jing, look at it today, I have the axe given by my God, and I will definitely hit more prey!"

Ran held a large piece of meat in her hand, biting and talking, carrying two large axes that Yang Yi gave her.

These two big axes are not light, and each one weighs more than ten kilograms, but it is not much for velvet.

Yang Yi knew that she was powerful and was not interested in the fluttering spear and the engineering shovel. After she liked to use the stone axe, she gave her two light metal axes.

The metal axe is sharp and heavy, and Rong is convinced that it can easily break the beast's hard brain with it.

Jing raised an eyebrow at her: "I won't fall behind, and today we will open up a large area, where there will be our new tribe." 2k novel reading network