The weather is getting colder, and mountains of food are piled up in the lion clan warehouse, but with their food intake, it is estimated that they can only last for half the cold season. At the beginning of the cold season, it is necessary to go out for hunting and gathering, and in the middle and later stages, it is basically impossible to go out.
Shang Ke's vegetable field has already achieved initial results, and the green leaves are particularly fresh and tender with hoarfrost. There are also small and exquisite winter fruits hanging on the treetops like pearls. On the other side, a pink velvet flower is also planted, which blooms brilliantly against the cold wind and is instantly beautiful.
Shang Ke re-paved the stone road outside the house, planted ivy on both sides, and paved the potholes and mud into a green, extending all the way to the fence and walls, decorating the original rough house like a An elf hut has become the most beautiful corner of the tribe.
Under his influence, many females also began to plant plants around their houses, but because of poor care, the plants either withered or died. So they came to ask Shang Ke for help, but Shang Ke patiently demonstrated the planting method and taught them to distinguish plant varieties.
Unlike other males who are rude and aggressive, Shang Ke is thoughtful, gentle, and polite to females. After several contacts, he quickly won unanimous praise from females, and was almost regarded as a "friend of women". A lot of young females have arrived.
In the past, Yanu, because of his own shortcomings, rarely dealt with people, and did not have a friend in the tribe. Everyone's understanding of him was limited to being dull, withdrawn, and honest. Now that it has become Shang Ke, there is less inferiority, more calm, and gradually exudes the brilliance that belongs to him. The previous Yanu was actually not bad, hard-working, kind and simple, but he was too concerned about his own shortcomings, so that he missed many beautiful scenery.
At first, Shang Ke thought that he traveled through different worlds and was resurrected by different people, but since he saw the illusion last time, he had a vague feeling that maybe every time he traveled through the world, it was the experience of his previous life. The person who has passed through is also his former self.
Thinking about it now, every time he becomes a different person, he adapts very quickly, especially in the last world, he was in a ghost state, looking for a physical resurrection, and he failed a few times at first. There may be various coincidences, but it is not bad The reason for the wrong body. There seems to be a force somewhere, guiding him to find the body that truly belongs to him.
Shang Ke shook his head, temporarily put aside these conjectures, and concentrated on the work at hand. As long as he completes the task, the answer will be revealed one day.
"Yanu." Someone suddenly called his name behind him, Shang Ke turned his head and saw Sit walking towards him with a smile.
As Mutu's brother, Sit's status in the tribe is not low, but Mutu has already understood his ambitions, so he began to alienate him intentionally and sent people to spy on him.
Sit soon noticed that Mutu's attitude towards him had changed, but he did not suspect that his conspiracy was exposed. He just guessed that after Mutu became the patriarch, he began to take precautions in order to stabilize his position.
The last time the pheasants took the opportunity to sneak up on the tribe, Sit realized their insidiousness and cunning, and he never dared to collude with them again, which stopped for a while. But recently, seeing Mutu's prosperity, while his status is declining day by day, I feel jealous.
Today, Mutu took people to pick up the hunting team. It is said that they found a group of mountain sheep, there are more than 60 sheep, and they need to send people to transport them.
It was rare for Mutu not to bring Yanu, so Sit decided to come over to look for bad luck. I didn't pay attention to it before, but now I take a closer look. This fox youth is indeed good-looking. Whether it is stature or appearance, it is no worse than those females, or even better.
Seeing him standing under the green vine, his long hair is flowing, his white tail is swaying, and when his head is turned sideways, a pair of peach blossom eyes are looking forward to his appearance, which is charming.
Sit couldn't help swallowing, took a few steps forward, came to his side, and reached out to touch his waist.
Shang Ke turned sideways to avoid and looked at him coldly.
"Don't be afraid, I just want to be close to you." Sit approached him again, with a harmless expression, trying to win his favor.
Shang Ke narrowed his eyes, picked up the shovel in his hand, and knocked on the stone a few times.
Sit didn't know why, and was about to speak, but saw a black figure suddenly rushed out from the side, blocking Shang Ke like a hill, and snorted at him angrily.
Sit took a closer look, and it was the mule cow that Yanu had kept in captivity. It is no longer the short animal it used to be. Today, it has a strong body, solid muscles, and smooth black fur. In addition, it has been among the lions, and its body is contaminated with the smell of beasts. It is mighty and domineering, and it is not afraid.
Shang Ke touched its head, and it immediately put away its hostility, rolled its eyes, and rubbed his hand affectionately.
Seeing this battle, Sitter knew that he was out of play today, and when he was hesitating, a screeching sound of warning suddenly came from not far away.
Enemy attack!
Shang Ke's face turned pale, and he quickly ran towards the center of the tribe. Before he got close, he heard the barking of the pheasant.
Pheasant again? Shang Ke subconsciously looked at Sit behind him, and then shook his head secretly. During this time, Sit has been under the supervision of Mutu, and has no chance to contact the pheasant. Besides, after the last lesson, he should not dare to cooperate with the pheasant again, unless he intends to kill himself.
Running to the center of the tribe, the lion warriors have already begun to prepare for battle, and each took up arms and rushed to the invaders outside the fence.
However, this time, unlike the last time, the pheasant did not immediately attack the lion's guardrail, but threw many water bags into the tribe. The water bag hit the ground, spilling a black liquid with a pungent smell.
Other orcs don't know it, but Shang Ke is very clear that this is - oil, raw oil that has not undergone any processing!
Shang Ke opened his mouth to remind them, but there was no sound other than a tingling in his throat.
Don't go there!
Many Lions were sprayed with oil and ignored it, and continued to rush towards the enemy fiercely, not knowing that they were about to face a group of death gods.
Shang Ke didn't expect that the pheasants would find oil and use it as a weapon to attack the lions. Under the oil offensive, the unsuspecting lion is bound to pay a heavy price.
Shang Ke's brain began to run fast: what to do, what to do, what to do
Watching the torches being thrown high, Shang Ke realized that it was too late to do anything now, there was only one word - kill!
He took out the dagger from his waist and rushed towards the fence against the sky-filled torches. With the help of his flexible body, he made a few vertical jumps and jumped into the group of pheasants.
At the same time as he landed, there were a few muffled noises behind him, and the red flames shot up into the sky, like a phoenix spreading its wings.
Shang Ke raised his head, his eyes lit up with two clusters of anger, and in the wailing and screaming, he waved the murderous dagger in his hand.
The burning fire, the choking smoke, and the lions who were swallowed by the flames attracted everyone's attention.
Hearing the screams of the lion clan, the pheasants shouted excitedly. Waving their weapons, they charged aggressively towards the tribe.
At this time, the lions had almost lost their ability to resist, and the fire that could not be extinguished made them terrified. The pheasants easily broke through the protection outside.
Their purpose is very clear, that is - to burn, kill, rob, and loot!
But they didn't notice that their companions were dwindling rapidly. A ghostly figure silently harvested their lives, leaving a corpse behind them. The white figure, the low-key killing, the splashing blood, the bright red light, the sharp blade... interweave into a dazzling picture, which is in sharp contrast with the surrounding chaos.
As more and more pheasants fell, they finally discovered the existence of Shang Ke. Looking at the corpse there, the pheasants were furious and gave up chasing and killing the others, clamoring for Xiang Shangke to besiege him.
Shang Ke was not afraid, facing the knife and axe, waving the dagger in his hand to reduce their number.
The lion people quickly noticed the abnormality here, and also saw the slender figure fighting alone under the siege of dozens of pheasants. Blood sprayed on his white hair and tail, smearing a gorgeous blood color.
A long knife slashed across Shang Ke's back, immediately leaving a scar that was deeply visible to the bone. Shang Ke staggered a step, turned around to avoid another person's vital attack, and a few strands of broken hair fell.
Everyone clearly felt that his physical strength was about to reach the limit, and his movements were no longer as flexible as before, but even so, his eyes were still cold and stern, without flinching.
A fox teenager can bravely fight the enemy to the death, these strong lion people are panicked like cowards!
A trace of anger and shame flashed in the eyes of the lion clan people, they took up weapons one after another, and rushed towards the enemy with a roar.
Shang Ke's calmness and bravery infected them silently, allowing them to gradually overcome the fear brought by the flames, regain their dignity as warriors, and fight against the intruders in front of them with all their might.
At this time, do not need the motivation of language, only need a weapon and a courage.
As the battle unfolded, the lions found that the number of pheasants was not as large as they had imagined, at least not forming an overwhelming advantage. When they noticed the pheasant corpse extending outside the tribe, they suddenly realized that before the enemy rushed into the tribe, the fox boy had already started to fight silently.
This decisive and decisive, let everyone feel sincere admiration.
The fire was still burning, but the pheasants gradually retreated under the onslaught of the lions, and finally left nearly a hundred corpses and fled in embarrassment.
However, as soon as they escaped from the tribe, they encountered Mutu and others who hurried back. Seeing the tragic scene in front of them, these lion warriors were furious and mercilessly chopped these deserters to pieces.
Mutu strode into the tribe and saw the corpses on the ground, the burning houses and the clansmen screaming in pain, and a strong murderous aura erupted from his body.
Suddenly, his pupils shrank, his eyes quickly searched the crowd, and finally locked on the familiar figure.
He was standing in front of a house engulfed in flames, with his hands hanging by his sides, one of which was still holding a dagger, and the blood slid along the edge of the dagger and dripped onto the ground. The white hair was also stained with blood, and the scar on his back was even more shocking.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Shang Ke slowly turned his head and looked at the man in front of him with a worried expression.
Mutu, the warehouse where food was stored, was burned.
Immediately, Shang Ke closed his eyes, the dagger in his hand fell to the ground, and his body fell weakly into his arms.
[Complete the main task - protect the lion's territory from being invaded.]