I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Mu Feng and his party followed the trail of the dark horse's escape.

They walked west for a day and a half first.

Passing through a deep grass area in the middle, they almost lost it.

Fortunately, there are eagle feather dragons in the sky, and Meng Ji beasts and wolves on the ground. They have been able to chase after the hoof prints of those horses.

But to everyone's surprise, the more westward, the more lush and green the grassland is-as if the season here is many more nights than where they came from.

Even the surrounding temperature is quite high.

When they were just far away from the river bank, they also encountered a few pythons. Later, the pythons disappeared, and they just shed one after another.

They didn't see a python again until half a day later.

Gradually, they began to find traces of cattle and horses gnawing on the grass.

Everyone cheered up, and secretly said that they were right!

Mu Feng's mood also improved a lot.

Because judging from the surrounding vegetation gnawing, there have indeed been traces of large-scale herbivores gnawing here.

But because they had been on the road for more than a day, no cows and horses appeared.

It will be late.

According to Mu Feng's estimation, those cows and horses should be "going home".

And their home should look like a tall forest some distance away from them.

The area of ​​this forest is not small, it looks like a small island on a green sea of ​​grassland from afar. The trees on it are very tall, far surpassing the tens of meters of trees on the other side of the valley!

But Mu Feng vaguely felt that the large green area should be more than just a forest, maybe it was a hill, otherwise it was impossible for the trees to look more than fifty meters—of course, this was only Mu Feng's estimate from a distance.

I'm afraid the actual situation will be higher!

He pointed his fingers at the forest and estimated that the "dwarf trees" on the edge were also fifty to sixty meters away!

If calculated in this way, it is indeed a hill.

Mu Feng's heart is exhilarating.

Judging from the surrounding grass marks, these cows and horses have only eaten nearby for a long time.

And according to the traces of grass nests trampled by cows and horses on the ground, they are going in that direction!

Mu Feng intends to find the horses to take away.

But I ran into a problem when I followed the trail of broken grass—the swamp!

After the marijuana leader sank into the swamp, everyone hurriedly tried to save the marijuana and backed away with a low whisper.

Mu Feng frowned.

There are swamps!

This also means that he cannot move on.

In desperation, he had to let the tribe back, choose safety, set up a tent away from this area, and wait the next day to see what to do.

And he took a few warriors to probe around carefully, only to find that the land to the west was mostly swamps, and they couldn't avoid it after walking back and forth for a long time!

Fortunately, he made marks while walking on the road, so it was no problem to go back.

"What should I do?" Mu Feng was depressed.

He was almost certain that the horse he was thinking of was on the hill in the distance, but there was a marshland full of dangers that lay in front of him, and he did not dare to let his people take this risk anyway.

You know, the swamps around Wanzhangyuan have blocked most of the 10,000 people, the Dragon Department, and also protected the tens of thousands of people in the Blue Bird Department.

It shows the horror of the swamp!

But knowing that the herd of cows and horses are on that hill, he would definitely not do it if he wanted him to turn around.

"What should I do?" Mu Feng struggled inwardly, sighing to himself, "It seems that I can only stand by the sidelines!"

But now, he can only find a place to hide, and then wait for the cows and horses to come out of that mountain by themselves.

But there are grasslands all around, and there is no suitable hiding place.

So if he wants to stand still, he has to go a little further.

But in this way, he might not be able to see how these cows and horses came out.

On the way back, Mu Feng thought carefully, but couldn't figure out what to do, so he shook his head and sighed: "You can only take one step and see one step!"

To be on the safe side, he didn't have too many fires in the clan life that night, and set up a few tents to rest early.

Fortunately, the autumn dew is heavy now, and the surrounding grass and leaves are wet.

But cattle, horses and sheep seldom eat grass with dew in the morning.

In this case, cattle and horses will eat grass later, leaving more time for them to react.

This is a blessing in misfortune.

The next morning, the sun rose as usual.

Mu Feng woke up early again, urging the soldiers to pack up, drove a large number of horses elsewhere, and then picked some highly domesticated horses, untied the saddles and reins, and loosened the rein saddle of Da Lei, which was carried by them. These twenty or thirty horses "wandered" and graze on the more conspicuous open ground on the grass.

As a matter of fact, these horses can be regarded as a "carrying" for the horses to be guided by the wind and catch the horses.

His idea was simple, as long as a large number of dark horses appeared, he immediately let Da Lei squeeze him down, and then let the big **** warrior lying in the dark pass from the side to block the path of the dark horses.

This method was also described by a hunting show he watched in his previous life, saying that when he caught wild boars, he made a fake one and put it in a place, and then the wild boar would tentatively approach it when it saw it.

As for the use of Malays to lead horses, it was the first time that he was able to succeed.

Especially a white horse like a big thunder in a group of black horses is especially out of place.

The black horse can still lower his head and try to gnaw the grass on the ground, but the omnivorous Da Lei obviously doesn't catch a cold on the grass on the ground. The whole state is like a donkey with its head high and looking around there.

If it weren't for Mu Feng, he would stare at it not far away, and it would have already spread out and walked around.

Waiting is the longest and boring.

Especially now they are going to nest in the wet grass.

Fortunately, the grass is deep enough that people can't see clearly after squatting inside for thirty meters.

You can't see it any further.

This gave him a little more certainty about grasping these horses.

In fact, he didn't think that hunting and capturing horses had any difficulty for a long time.

However, the entrance to the marshland in the middle of the hills in the distance made him realize the difficulty-in front of the harsh natural environment, people still appear weak!

When I sighed, Mufeng suddenly felt strange.

Because they haven't seen a python since they moved away from the river yesterday.

It is logical to say that it is normal not to see pythons far away from the river bank, after all, those pythons seem to like to live near the water.

But even the horses know that the river bank is dangerous and far away from the river bank, so why these pythons can't catch their prey, don't know to stay away from the river bank, to the depths of the grassland?

It seems that horses are more dependent on water than pythons, right?

He thought of seeing some dried snake skins vaguely after leaving the river bank yesterday.

But after approaching this piece of grass, it was indeed a python and I didn't see it. It was really strange!

"Is there any special reason here?" Mu Feng secretly guessed.

Just as he was "thinking about it," the thunder that hadn't moved in his sight suddenly moved.

To be precise, they all raised their heads and looked in one direction-the "island" hill that Mu Feng saw yesterday.

Because in that direction, a group of black dots and yellow dots faintly appeared, and the positive shadows came towards this grassland!

"Come!" Mu Feng looked carefully, and saw through the grass tip a group of cows and horses turning left and right in the swamp towards this side.

Because of the distance, he couldn't see the route they took at all.

But obviously, the herd of cows and horses know the safe route.

He deliberately relied on marking the route, but knew that this was impossible, so he had to press his temper and wait in place.

Waiting...

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