Chang'an lived in the Jushan Tribe for more than a month, and it can be said that he has never done any serious business.
There is everything in the tribe, meat, food, fruit, even the bud sugar that he ate as a luxury when he was a child is as worthless as sand here. Changan just misses the taste. The interest in candy was also very limited, and he couldn't eat any more, and the rest went into the stomach of the little slave Luda.
There are also things sent by Hua Yi one after another. Although Chang An has a first-class ability to spoil good things, he is not ignorant of good or bad—at least he knows that Hua Yi has sacrificed his life for Beta before.
Hua Yi said that when natural disasters and man-made disasters occur, he is needed, isn't it now
Chang'an can always remember inappropriate words at inappropriate times.
People lit torches. Although they had never encountered such a situation at first, they were not too panicked. The life of the northern tribes was not so peaceful.
The sub-beasts held weapons at hand, surrounded women and children in the middle, and the outermost circle was the orc warriors. As for the slaves, no one cared about them. Some orcs even drove them to distract the passing beasts. attention.
Chang An wanted to throw Lu Da into the middle of the cubs that the women were taking care of, but when he saw this scene, his eyes flickered, and he lowered his head, just in time to meet Lu Da's gaze.
Although Luda didn't speak, his small black hands were tightly clutching his clothes.
Although the two of them were in the same room, they treated each other as if the other didn't exist, and they couldn't speak a word for ten and a half months. So much so that Chang An still felt a little strange looking at him now. He said to Lu Da: "Don't be afraid of death, just follow me."
Lu Da used his actions to show that he was not afraid of death—he was his follower without letting go.
The most cunning things like wolves and foxes ran past first, then some small animals mixed in, and then some large beasts, all of them ran forward in a panic, as if they were afraid of being overtaken by something. The beasts ran wildly, trampled on each other, sometimes collided with each other, and some rushed into the crowd recklessly, and were immediately beheaded. As more and more wild beasts ran out of the forest, the deterrent effect of the small fire was limited. It will be overwhelmed by the scattered beasts, and the scene gradually becomes chaotic.
Chang'an looked up and saw Hua Yi standing on the highest point, and Suo Laimu who was with him was instructing everyone to carry the huge oil tank and firewood to the side of the tribe near the forest. Chang'an lived in the mountains for a long time, so he knew at a glance, He is going to set up a big fire.
But this firewood is not easy to place. Before the fire started, several orc warriors guarded there, but they were still stretched. They were often rushed into the pile of firewood by red-eyed beasts, or stomped out before they had time to burn the firewood. The fire, other people have to protect those who cannot fight, and there is no time to support them.
Suo Laimu wants to tell the beasts to avoid the tribe, and intends to place several large fires there that the beasts cannot cross, echoing each other and forming a wall of fire.
He thought the same as Chang An, what could make all the beasts run away must be more difficult things, they had to be prepared first.
Just when the orcs guarding in front were in a hurry, suddenly, a large saber more than ten feet long was thrust in horizontally, and a giant tiger was lifted flying with the knife. Getting up and glaring viciously at the person who dared to block the way, Chang An put Lu Da behind him and said in a low voice, "Light them up, don't be afraid, nothing will pass here."
Lu Da looked at his knife, and for the first time there was undisguised envy in his eyes. Then he lowered his head and ran away from Chang'an, joining the adults carrying firewood and oil without caring for his mother. , work hard.
The big tiger looked directly into Chang'an's eyes and seemed to sense the strength of the opponent. Standing there, many jackals and other small animals couldn't help whining and stopped. Chang'an held the handle of the knife with both hands, The blade hung firmly in mid-air, and in the strong wind, his hands were as steady as iron tongs, without even a slight tremor.
When the second wave of supportive orcs arrived, they saw the confrontation. On one side was a young boy in messy clothes, on the other was a giant tiger and a group of carnivorous beasts. The difference in strength between the two sides was obvious, but they were so stalemate. No one is willing to move first, it has become a spectacle.
Chang'an's stop in front of the big fire made the defensive pressure on both sides of him suddenly relieved. Someone recognized him and shouted: "You! You used a cooking knife to kill that Brother Chang'an, a runaway slave!"
Chang An didn't speak, the night wind lifted his hair, the night covered his abnormally pale complexion, and also covered the untimely color in the corners of his eyes and lips, his eyes were half-closed by the strong wind, and the upper eyelids were clear The shape of his eyes is delicately outlined, the bridge of his nose is straight, and the corners of his forehead are covered with dust. He looks like a stone statue that has been sitting there for many years. The delicate eyebrows stagnated in the depths of the years came.
The orc guard who was talking took off the skin bag from his waist, and poured a few mouthfuls into his mouth without hesitation. The breath he exhaled seemed to be as hot as sparks. He shouted loudly in the chaos: "Miss Alan is still here!" I have been arguing with her father all day to marry you! To be honest, brother, I am not convinced, I also have a lot of strength, if I was there at that time, I would have easily killed you with bare hands without using a woman's table knife. Slaughtered that guy, it's a pity that my mother didn't give me a beautiful little boy, I don't like girls, hahaha!"
Chang An finally pulled the corners of his mouth, showing a bit of a stingy smile amidst the man's vulgar and clumsy jokes, like a pale stone statue came to life in an instant, and the dim light of people's torches projected into his eyes. shining brightly.
At this time, the ground shook again, still not violently, but a very strange smell spread faintly, a little pungent and a little smelly.
But without waiting for Chang'an to think about it, the big tiger who seemed to have calmed down when facing a strong enemy suddenly became violent, including more and more beasts gathering there. This smell seemed to stimulate them, making them realize that, with Compared with the people in front of them, the things behind them are more terrifying.
Nature is always irresistible, driven by all beasts.
First, the jackals bared their teeth and rushed forward one by one. The thunder around them was still piercing, but the howling wolves sounded in the distance.
Chang'an didn't move until the jackal had already pounced on him, his lower body remained motionless, as if he was trying to save his strength, he slashed across very quickly—only one.
Three streams of blood sprayed out at the same time, and he slashed the necks of three jackals with one knife.
The orc guards turned into animal shapes at the same time, and stood in a neat row in front of the fire, which seemed almost frightening. Chang'an was alone among the beasts, and he was exceptionally out of the ordinary.
He still only guards one place, and if something rushes towards him, he will only give the opponent a knife.
All the animals that died from knife wounds had a slit in the throat, almost in the same location.
Many orcs applauded him with roars, but after a while, Chang An's hands became less stable, and even trembled slightly. The strange smell seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. Others didn't seem to feel anything, but it made his trachea hurt. Soon, there was a faint smell of blood in his mouth, and he almost lost the feeling in his chest and shoulders.
It was always sweltering, and beads of sweat rolled down Chang An's forehead. He raised his hand to wipe it away to prevent it from dripping into his eyes, and staggered slightly.
At this time, a young orc warrior was bitten in the shoulder by a tiger. The giant beast and the tiger rolled into a ball and fought for their lives. In the gap, a cunning jackal jumped in. There was a big bundle of firewood, and I hadn't had time to straighten up.
The jackal was described as wretched, and a strong adult man could kick it to death, but it had no problem killing a small thing like Luda.
Fortunately, Chang'an's saber leader, he turned around and swept the saber out. The saber seemed to be in a hurry, and cut the jackal that was rushing towards the child in two. Two or three steps.
I don't know where a wolf is hiding. Seeing this opportunity, before he has time to turn his back in the blink of an eye, he slams on the corpses of other animals and jumps up on Chang'an's saber. It was already huge, but the force of this kick was even more astonishing. It weighed several hundred catties. Chang An's saber could not be lifted immediately after being pressed down like this.
The big wolf swooped down and grabbed Chang An's shoulder with its sharp claws, pierced his flesh easily, threw him to the ground, and showed its fangs in one go—it could bite off the flesh with just one bite. fragile neck.
The next moment, the big wolf was hit hard by the handle of the knife protruding from nowhere, which almost broke the wolf's jaw. It let out a miserable cry, its claws tightened instantly, and it crossed its neck sideways.
In the gap on one side of its head, a small knife with a long index finger and almost nothing left without the blade slashed open its neck. The blade was not long enough, so the hand holding the knife slammed down Digging in from the wound, the big wolf struggled desperately, but the hand that wanted to die refused to let go, and the veins burst out. It was not until the flesh and blood hand penetrated two inches deep into the wolf's neck that the big wolf was considered dead. It's transparent.
The big fire behind him was finally lit, and the sparks soared into the sky, sending out crackling warnings, and soon became a wall of fire, leaving only a small passage for one person to pass through, and the desperate animals finally succumbed Instinctively, he whimpered and backed away with his tail between his legs.
Panting heavily, Chang An kicked the big wolf's body aside, and dragged out his own saber. Half of his body was covered in blood, wolf blood and his own blood, which flowed into his mouth along his messy hair. , he tilted his head, spit it out with a "bah", and thought unhappily, "I'm not good at learning."
Then he was caught by a man who was struggling to squeeze out of the beast pile, and the tall and thin Shanxi looked at him in surprise: "I've been looking for you for a long time! How did you make it like this? Come on, come with me .”
He raised his voice and said loudly: "Everyone retreats behind the fire. After the dead pass, light the oil in the aisle and add firewood! Those who are injured go to the doctor! I repeat, everyone gives I retreat behind the fire!"
Chang An coughed twice, and while chewing the herbal medicine, still not forgetting his little slave, he picked up Luda who was standing there stupidly by the back of the neck, and dragged him to the back of the fire.
Suolaimu was sitting in the middle of the fire, orderly ordering the people to add firewood and fuel, large and small fires were enough to form a solid and thick line of defense, the beasts couldn't pass through several times, and finally had to bypass this tribe Where it is, people can breathe for a while.
However, Suo Laimu's expression was not relaxed, but more and more dignified.
Chang An walked over to him, intending to tell this man who knew everything about the strange smell.
"I just smelled..."
But before he could say these five words, he was suddenly grabbed by someone holding his belt. Hua Yi pressed Chang'an, looked at the blood all over his body with a strange expression, and asked, "What the hell? What is this?" Made it? I said you have the strength to keep it for some use? The stubble is still behind... Alas, this unlucky boy, if I can’t see you for a while, I will be hurt like this.”
"Only the shoulder was caught by the wolf," Chang'an quickly prevaricated, then turned to Suo Laimu and said, "I smelled that smell just now, like..."
Hua Yi saw that he was still eating salty radishes and was worried about his rough skin and thick flesh. The corners of his eyes almost twitched. When he lowered his head and saw the unfolded flesh from the wolf's claws on Chang An's shoulder, his heart burst out strangely. He got a little angry, but fortunately he knew how to restrain himself in front of people, he just grabbed Chang An's belt, lifted his feet off the ground, and sighed: "Okay, shut up quickly, He has eaten more salt than you have traveled, doesn’t he understand better than you? Come with me! Where is the iron armor given to you? Are you making you stand on the table?”
Changan saw that he was not in a hurry at all, and he was clearly confident, so he felt relieved for no reason, and said, "It's too heavy."
Hua Yi glanced at him with smoke, squinted at his saber and cursed: "Oh, you think a few pieces of iron are heavy, but your machete for chopping rotten wood is not too heavy if you hold it all day long? "
Chang An was caught by a wolf. He was already guilty of not being good at learning, but he was even more guilty when he heard the words. He listened honestly and did not refute. He secretly decided to work harder in the future.
Hua Yi is used to seeing big scenes. Looking at the roaring and running beasts in the distance, he still has the time to shake his head and sigh: "When Luo Tong was the leader, the weather was smooth and the weather was fine. There were no bullshits in my hands. Yue, how many moths have been stirred up, could it be that I ordered my tribe to force myself? Really... "
Chang An suddenly realized: "Oh, I see, my master said that you are called a broom star!"
Hua Yi: "..."
He lowered his head and glanced at the blood gourd-like boy, finally gritted his teeth and pressed hard on his forehead: "Shut up, you bastard!"
There was a long queue at the doctor's place, and Hua Yi directly jumped into the queue relying on the privilege of the leader, gently pressed Chang'an on the small stool in front of A Ye, half knelt down and tore off the clothes on his shoulders, She said, "Show him the wound."
Except for Aye, the other doctors are rough men. Hua Yi was instinctively afraid that they would hurt Chang An with their rough hands and feet, but he watched Chang An sit there and let Aye clean the wound, and he still refused to let go of him. With the appearance of the same bloody big knife, I couldn't help but dislike myself for being unnecessary.
Isn't this guy a rough guy
Hua Yi looked at Chang'an's impatient virtue of trying to take the water jug several times, and directly poured it on his shoulders, and thought bitterly in his heart: The girl served him meticulously, and he thought he was too slow! This little animal doesn't know what to do.
But even though it was a small animal, Hua Yi still couldn't help but feel sorry for him. When he held it in his hand, he could feel Chang'an's flesh and blood through his clothes. Hua Yi always felt that his flesh and blood looked different from others. The wound was on someone else's body, as long as it didn't die, it wouldn't look so miserable, but on Chang'an's body, Hua Yi felt as if he was hurting along with him.
He moved his slightly stiff shoulders uncomfortably, and grinned, as if there were a few big and deep gashes.