The second leader of the Tengshe tribe was holding a spear in his hand and carrying a few stones in a grass basket on his back.

The stones were used to hit the enemies, and the backpack was used to carry the looted food.

The forty-nine people following behind were all dressed the same, the only difference was that some of them had food in their backpacks in addition to stones, for them to eat on the road.

The second leader of the Teng Snake Tribe was very excited. He could finally get revenge! He could finally avenge his previous humiliation!

Supported by the belief in revenge, he didn't care much about the snow under his feet or the bone-chilling cold.

He turned his head to look at the forty-nine people behind him, and a strong sense of self-confidence arose spontaneously. Among the people he led, there were thirty-five strong men and fourteen women.

These fourteen women were also carefully selected, and their fighting capabilities are no worse than those of ordinary men.

And among these men, there are the three leaders of the tribe, who are men who are only slightly inferior to him in terms of fighting ability!

With these people here, that damn tribe can only wait for death!

He had decided that after killing and eating the meat of the guy who had humiliated him several times, he would definitely keep his two leg bones, grind them into bone sticks, and use them for hunting.

The yellow sun shines on the mountains and forests, the light is a bit dazzling.

The black trees and white snow reflected each other, forming a world of black and white.

A group of people with a strong aura of aggression walked between the black and white, approaching the innocent tribe, leaving a trail of their footprints on the snow...

The entrance to the cave where the Tengshe tribe had temporarily gathered was dug open, and after traveling for several days, they came inside, lit a fire to keep warm, found the food they had left behind, and started eating.

The Tengshe tribe was missing a person. This person, who fell behind because of convenience on the way here, had his throat bitten by a leopard hiding in a tree...

The second leader of the Tengshe tribe was particularly generous tonight. Not only did he light four fires in the cave for everyone to keep warm, he also took out the food that had been left here and let everyone eat to their heart's content.

Traveling in the snow took a lot of toll on everyone. Not only were they tired, but they also suffered from frostbite on their feet and other parts of their bodies.

Moreover, because of the sun these two days, everyone's eyes have been damaged to varying degrees, and many have redness, swelling and tears.

The second leader of the Tengshe tribe wanted to kill all the people in that hateful tribe immediately and take away all their food.

But in view of the current situation of the people he led, for the sake of safety, he decided to rest here for three days before going on to attack that damn tribe.

He is a relatively tolerant person.

Three days later, after having a hearty meal, the people of the Tengshe tribe continued to move towards the Qingque tribe under the leadership of the two people who had visited the Qingque tribe last time.

Neither cold nor danger can extinguish the passion in their hearts...

The Qingque tribe was as peaceful as ever. Because there was some sunshine today, many people came out of the caves and leaned against the stone wall outside the caves to bask in the sun.

This area of ​​snow has been cleared away because of a trend of making snowmen in the tribe. After laying some soft hay on the ground, it is very comfortable and leisurely to sit here and bask in the sun.

The air was still cold, but in the leeward side, the sun made my body feel warm.

Some women were sitting here twisting straw ropes, or making gloves and leather hats, and some men were making bone shovels.

Wu Ze lay beside the rabbit pen, looking at the rabbits with a smile, putting some dried grass in the pen from time to time, looking kind and benevolent.

Some of the children were running and playing wildly, while others were using tree branches to copy the epic novel "The Tadpole Looking for Its Mother" and "The Monkey Catching the Moon", which the Son of God later taught them, on the snow.

Shitou was more naughty than most people. He took out his little bird and used his hot urine to draw a familiar frog on the snow.

After finishing the painting, he did not forget to stand there and admire himself, and was very intoxicated by his masterpiece.

It was not until Han Cheng threw a snowball at him that he ran away embarrassedly.

Those who were enjoying their lives did not know that, because of the previous conflicts, a huge crisis was approaching them!

The second leader of the Tengshe tribe has brought his men to a place less than five miles away from the Qingque tribe, and the distance is constantly shortening!

Moving forward a little in time, the location was more than a day's journey away from the Qingque tribe.

The tribe that had interacted with the eldest brother and his people in the autumn and accepted a wild boar gift from the eldest brother is now in crisis.

For the sake of convenience, and because they are connected to the Qingque tribe because of a wild boar, let's call this tribe the Pig Tribe.

The food crisis in the Pig Tribe was equally serious, and an early snowfall also caught them off guard.

Although they have been very careful to save food, there is still not enough food. Today, the Pig Tribe is deeply shrouded in the crisis of food shortage.

The leader of the Pig Tribe took his people out hunting many times, but the harvest was not satisfactory. What they got was not enough for the people in the tribe to eat.

Not only that, an adult male had his foot pierced by a sharp tree stump while hunting, which made the situation even worse for the pig tribe, which already had a limited labor force.

The leader of the Pig Tribe was at his wits' end. Apart from hunting desperately, he could not think of any other way to resolve his predicament. However, hunting prey in winter was not easy.

In fact, the day before yesterday, looking at the pig skull with tooth marks on it after being burned by the fire, an idea suddenly jumped into the mind of the leader of the pig tribe.

This wild boar was given to them by the friendly neighbor. If it weren't for this wild boar, the food crisis of their tribe would have come earlier.

When he saw the wild boar skull, he thought of the friendly neighboring tribe, and the next idea that came to his mind was to borrow food.

This idea had been in his mind for two days, but every time it came up, he would quickly suppress it because he knew that at this time, no tribe would have much food, and that the friendly neighboring tribe would return the wild boar to his tribe in the fall, but not at this time.

What really prompted him to take this step and decide to give it a try was that one of the oldest elders in the tribe died last night.

He was so thin that his bones were just skin and bones. Before he died, he left a will asking the chief to distribute his flesh to everyone, so that the tribe might be able to survive the difficult times.

The leader of the Pig Tribe left with eleven people in the tribe who still had some fighting power. The remaining food was divided into two parts. They took the small part away and left the large part in the tribe for the elderly, the weak, women and children in the tribe to eat.

It was possible that they would hunt some game on their way to a friendly neighboring tribe.

The leader of the pig tribe told the people who stayed in the cave that the friendly neighboring tribe was a wealthy tribe, and asked them to wait patiently, as he would definitely borrow enough food from there for everyone to eat!

This was certainly words of encouragement to them. In fact, even the leader of the Pig Tribe himself had no idea whether he could borrow food this time.

This action was just a helpless attempt he made in desperation.

Under everyone's eager gaze, the leader of the Pig Tribe sealed the cave and led everyone on the snow to the friendly neighboring tribe...

(Thank you for the support of all book friends. No matter what, I will go on slowly. After all, it is not easy to start a book. This book has taken two months. If it dies halfway, all this time will be wasted. As for the recommendation later, I have decided to spend time on it. If it is not recommended by Sanjiang, or the collection is less than 10,000, I will wait until it has 500,000 words before putting it on the shelves - I hope Mo Shoubai will not have too bad luck)