I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

"The rest of my life!" Mu Feng sat on the ground with a lingering fear.

It took a short time from the time the arrow was shot to the wolves retreating now, but he spent most of his energy.

Just now, he finished drawing the bow, aiming and shooting arrows in an instant, with a high concentration of energy, and the consumption of energy was not ordinary.

Fortunately, his archery in his previous life hasn't fallen yet, otherwise he wouldn't have hit the hit just now.

Mingguang and the others looked around with gun sticks to guard against other beasts.

Mu Feng waved his hand: "Hurry up, separate the meat and peel it, don't stay!"

Mingguang hurriedly agreed, received the bamboo spear, and greeted the four people to squat down to pick up the dead wolf.

Mingguang only noticed that the wolf king killed by Mu Feng had a broken bamboo arrow on his left eye, and the blood was still flowing out.

Mingguang reacted: "Warchief, you actually hit him in the eye with an arrow!"

Mu Feng nodded: "There are not many fragile places on the wolf body, and the eyes are just one weakness!"

Mingguang looked at Mu Feng, who still had five-finger wolf blood on his cheeks: "But why did you put wolf blood on your face just now? Wolf is stimulated by blood, and it's easy to go crazy!"

Mu Feng grinned and said: "But what I killed was their king. On the one hand, wiping blood was to stimulate them, and on the other hand, I told them that if they dare to step forward, they will end up just like their wolf king, only death!"

"Wolves are also afraid?" Mu Feng asked a very idiotic question.

Mu Feng shook his head and smiled: "If they are not afraid, how can they run away?"

Mingguang was stunned and slapped his forehead: "I understand!"

While pulling out the bamboo arrow, he took the bone knife and skillfully peeled and deboned. At the same time, he was afraid to say: "Warchief, since the bow and arrows are so powerful, why do you teach that girl from the Blue Bird Club? The tribe also comes to robbery..."

Mu Feng smiled helplessly: "If you don't teach her, where do the tribal salt and fur come from. Without salt and fur, how can the tribe survive? Clan, sheep, who doesn't need salt?"

Mingguang was silent.

Indeed, if there were no salt and fur, they would immediately be beaten back to their original form.

Mu Feng said: "The Blue Bird Tribe was forced to migrate from the extreme west. What we need now is a tribe that can support them. It's no good for them to rob us!"

"Furthermore, she has already sworn by totem beliefs. She is also Maduo of the blue bird, the chief chief of the blue bird department in the future. Those who abandon the totem, the totem will no longer protect them, and they can't bear the consequences. A totem oath. Those who can turn their backs on, who wants to believe them?"

Mingguang's eyes exploded, not without envy: "Totem belief, when will my Jiang family..."

Mu Feng waved his hand: "We will have it too!"

Lihu looked excited, he believed Mu Feng's words!

But he still looked worried and said: "But for such powerful weapons as bows and arrows, in case they are used against us someday..."

Mu Feng grinned, "Bows and arrows are not invincible. Cane armor, armor, shield, which one can't be defensible?"

"Vine armor? Armor? Shield?" Mingguang looked confused.

Mu Feng didn't explain, and smiled confidently: "I can teach her bows and arrows, and naturally there are weapons that are more powerful than bows and arrows! If they can't beat us, they will die or injured a lot of people if they don't get a weapon. Whenever she and her The tribe is a bit brainy, and they all know what to do!"

"Furthermore, a single-blade bow and arrow is okay. It is not so easy to make a two-piece, three-piece interlayered hard bow!"

In fact, he didn't say anything. In his previous life, bows and arrows were made by specialized craftsmen.

There are also bow fingers, protective gear, and hand guards. Not everyone can do these things. Even if the Blue Bird Club learns to make bows and arrows, without these things, who can open a bow how many times?

There is a saying, "Things are the same thing, and they are used differently."

After a pause, he frowned and said solemnly: "But you are right. If one person doesn't think that way, it doesn't mean that other people don't think that way. If I learn it from other big tribes, I still know how to do it. in trouble!"

"Then what to do?" Mingguang was busy.

"What is it!" Mu Feng sneered, "From now on, I will only give things and don't teach them how to do it. If you want, you can change it!"

"But in that case, aren't powerful weapons still in the hands of others? We are still very dangerous?"

"That's not necessarily!" Mu Feng said with a smile, "I will change their weapons, what they can change, I have the final say!"

"Oh!" Mingguang reacted, grinning, "Great Chief Daxian!"

"Okay!" Mu Feng waved his hand, "Hurry up and go back!"

"Yes!" Mingguang and the others quickly peeled off the skins of the three wolves. The wolf meat and wolf bones were disassembled into zero parts, and they were put into the back basket, and they continued to move forward to divide the python meat.

Only then did Mu Feng come to the python and was surprised to see the dead python.

A large python no less than ten meters across was in the center of their return journey, with fine patterns all over the body, looking very scary.

However, it is a pity that a huge python was bitten by wild wolves and its body was incomplete.

Fortunately, there are still a few places intact. Mufeng asked Mingguang to peel the python skin first, and then divide the python and wrap it up. Only then did he take a group of people back to the tribe carefully.

On the way, Mu Feng thought a lot.

At first he thought that the pythons would threaten their lives. He didn't expect the pythons to be killed by the pack of wolves in a blink of an eye. After a while, the wolf king of the packs of wolves was shot again by himself.

It seems that he is the ultimate winner.

But Jiang lives in such a primitive society, will it be a python or a shooter?

Mu Feng was afraid after a while.

Some people have to guard against some things.

This is the primitive society!

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