Chapter 461 Harvest Hunt

Time flies by, and in the blink of an eye, another month has passed.

It has been nearly three months since Enzo crossed the War Ghost World. His condition has been recovering, and he has also adapted more and more to the life of the Tatar Tribe.

This day, the Tatar Tribe.

"After the last incident of the Bular Gray Wolf Pack, Batur should be considered completely useless." In the wooden house, Enzo had just finished meditating, and his eyes flickered slightly.

It has been a month since the last wolf pack attacked the tribe.

The War Ghost Tribe advocates force and bravery. Batur's behavior of "pretending to sleep" in the battle to escape the battle was despised by everyone in the tribe. In addition to being punished with a hundred whips, he was also hung on a wooden stake and exposed to the sun for a full five days.

When he was put down, Batur was already dying. He was already punished with whipping, and the curse of the nightmare mark made him completely confused, and his originally sturdy body became thinner.

Enzo shook his head.

A small character like Batur who is not even a blood warrior does not need to spend too much energy. A nightmare mark is enough to make him completely lose his threat.

In this month, in addition to constantly recovering his strength, what really concerns Enzo is another thing.

Mandy Tribe!

The manipulator behind the last wolf incident is like a poisonous snake, always watching the Tatar Tribe and may attack at any time.

The shadow crow released by Enzo has found the location of the Mandy Tribe after the wolf incident that day, and squatted on a tree day and night, watching the movements of the Mandy Tribe.

"Harvest hunting..."

Enzo muttered to himself, with a gleam in his eyes. This word is not the first time he has heard it. In recent times, whether it is the Tatar Tribe or the Mandy Tribe, the most discussed and concerned thing is this harvest hunting.

The War Ghost World is divided into three seasons a year.

The first season is called the Resurrection Season, which symbolizes that all things have come out of darkness and ushered in the resurrection, and the power of the Blood Killing God has regained control of the world.

At the end of the Resurrection Season, it is the Harvest Season.

In this season, everything on the earth thrives, whether it is insects, trees or prey, they will have a good harvest. It is the season with the most abundant resources in the world. Any War Ghost tribe on the Solu Plain will hunt as much as possible in this season, and harvest food and resources.

Because when the harvest season ends, it is the most terrible black fog season of the year!

The black fog season is also called the dark season!

In this season, the power of the God of Blood Killing will become weak, the God of Disaster and Mist will sweep the earth again, and everything in the world will be shrouded in black fog.

The black fog season lasts for three months. During this period, any tribe must rely on the God-given stone tablet to resist the erosion of the God of Disaster, and no one can leave the tribe.

Unable to go out hunting, food becomes a problem.

Any War Ghost tribe must harvest enough food and resources before the end of the harvest season to successfully survive the next black fog season.

Therefore, harvest hunting has become a tradition of every War Ghost tribe!

"Using wolves to attack the Tatar tribe is only the first step of the Mandi tribe. Their real conspiracy should only begin when they hunt for a good harvest." A trace of thought appeared on Enzo's face.

Using the vision of the shadow crow, Enzo always pays attention to the Mandi tribe, so he obtains a lot of information, including the conspiracy of the Mandi people.

The hatred between the Tatar and Mandi tribes can be traced back to almost a hundred years ago. They are also small tribes exploited by the Gaosuo tribe on the Sollu Plain, but there are constant frictions between the two.

For a hundred years, the Tatar and Mandi tribes often went to war. Both sides won and lost, but there was no difference between the two. Until twenty years ago, the Tatar tribe in its heyday completely defeated the Mandi tribe in a war.

In the more than ten years since then, the Mandi tribe, which was suppressed by the Tatar tribe, ushered in a miserable life, and even almost exterminated the tribe.

Until three years ago, the Tatar tribe was severely injured by the Gaosuo tribe because it failed to pay enough tribute to the Gaosuo tribe.

The Mandi tribe finally had hope. In the three years since they were no longer oppressed by the Tatar tribe, the Mandi tribe gave birth to the second Red Stripe Warrior, so they had the capital for revenge!

"If nothing unexpected happens, the Mandi tribe should ambush the Tatar tribe head-on during the harvest hunting, and the two Red Stripe Warriors will work together to deal with Drogo."

In the same place, Enzo stroked his chin.

"According to the tradition of the War Ghost Tribe, during the harvest hunting period, all the male War Ghosts of each tribe will go out, leaving only one tenth of the tribe guardians."

"During the harvest hunting period, no matter what kind of hatred there is between the two tribes, they cannot take the opportunity to sneak attack the other's base camp, otherwise they will be regarded as despicable and be attacked by the Gaosuo tribe!"

"Therefore, the battlefield between the Mandi tribe and the Tatar tribe will only be on the Sollu Plain!"

"But..."

Enzo's eyes flickered slightly, and he murmured, ": When the wolf pack attacked the tribe last time, Drogo's arm was injured in order to deal with the Gray Wolf King, and it has not recovered yet. I am afraid that he will not be a match for two red-striped warriors at the same time."

Then, Enzo shook his head.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I still have me. Although the red-striped warrior is a first-level life form, the mental attribute defect is too obvious. Even if I haven't fully recovered my strength, it is not a problem to deal with the Mandi tribe."

"There is only one thing worth noting, that is, you can't expose too much strength, so as not to attract attention..."

After traveling through the world of war ghosts for three months, Enzo's injuries continued to recover, and the magic power in his body gradually became abundant. He now has the strength of a second-level wizard, and because he is a conqueror wizard, he is not suppressed by too many plane rules.

The combat power of a second-level wizard is enough to control a kingdom and establish a wizard family of his own even in the wizarding world.

In an indigenous plane like the War Ghost World, the Furious Warriors at the level of second-level life forms are already the rulers of the entire Solu Plain, but they are vulnerable in the eyes of second-level wizards.

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Meanwhile, to the west of Solu Plain.

The Mandi tribe is located in a desolate land, on the border of the Solu Plain, backed by a savage forest, and must always be on guard against the invasion of wild beasts inside.

Twenty years ago, the original Mandi tribe did not survive here. Like the Tatar tribe, they were active in the central area of ​​the Solu Plain. However, because they were defeated by the Tatar tribe in the war, they could only be expelled here.

Savage forest, a terrifying place full of wild beasts.

Whenever the black fog season comes and the mist covers the land, the wild beasts polluted by the God of Disaster will mutate and attack everything aggressively.

Twenty years ago, the Mandi tribe was defeated in the war with the Tatar tribe. The reason why they were not completely exterminated was because the Gaussian tribe intervened and drove the weak Mandi tribe to the side of the savage forest as a defense against wild beasts. barrier.

As for the original territory of the Mandi tribe, it was naturally occupied by the victorious Tatar tribe and ruled for more than ten years until it was conquered by the Gaussian tribe and handed over as tribute.

"Wait, Drogo!"

In the Mandi tribe, the one-eyed leader Orunze stood on the top of a stone building, looking towards the direction of the Tatar tribe, and said in a low voice, "After this year's harvest hunting is over, the Tatar tribe will cease to exist!"

Thump thump thump!

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps coming from behind, and a man with a body like a bull and arms as thick as tree trunks came over.

"Uncle Orenze!"

The burly man said hello to Orenze with a dull voice.

"There you are, Bart."

A smile appeared on Orenze's face, he looked at the burly Bart and said, "The harvest hunting is about to begin. How are you preparing?"

"Everything has been laid out."

Barton nodded and said solemnly, "The warriors of the tribe can't wait to wash away their shame with the blood of the Tatars. As long as the harvest hunting begins, we can launch a war!"

Barton, the red-striped warrior of the Mandi tribe!

Even in the entire Solu Plain, those who can become red-striped warriors at the age of sixteen are extremely rare and have not appeared for at least a hundred years.

It was precisely because of Barton's appearance that the Mandy tribe saw hope. Being able to become a Red-striped Warrior at the age of sixteen was enough to prove his potential and have the hope of becoming a Furious Warrior in the future.

"very good!"

Orenze nodded with satisfaction and said, "You have to remember, Barton! You are the hope for the rise of the Mandi tribe. In this harvest hunting, we will not only destroy the Tatar tribe, but also attack the entire Solu Plain. Show our strength!”

"Don't worry, Uncle Orenze!"

A sinister smile appeared on Barton's face, and he said, "I can't wait to wash away the shame of the Mandi tribe with blood!"

"Twenty years ago, Drogo killed my father in the war. Today's harvest hunt is when he paid the price."

As he spoke, Barton's eyes seemed to have flames burning.

…

Soon, another three days passed.

Tatar tribe.

The harvest season has come to an end. According to the tradition of the Zhangui Tribe, each tribe will hold a harvest hunt to accumulate enough resources to survive the Black Mist Season, and the Tatar Tribe is no exception.

"Uncle Drogo, please let me participate in this year's harvest hunting!" Batur begged at the gate of the tribe.

It has been a month since the wolf pack attacked. Due to Batur's performance in the battle, he was punished by whipping and was spurned by others in the tribe. He spent almost every day in humiliation.

Therefore, Batur was miserable and eager to change the status quo. However, due to the curse of the nightmare mark, he was never able to be promoted to a blood warrior, so he could only place his hope on harvest hunting.

As long as he captures a wasteland beast during the harvest hunt, Batur can change the way other people in the tribe view him.

However, just now.

Batur, who was getting ready to go, suddenly received an order from Drogo, asking him to stay in the tribe to guard, and was not included in the harvest hunting personnel.

"Execute the order, Batur!"

Drogo looked serious and said, "For this year's harvest hunt, the tribe plans to go to dangerous areas deep in the plains, so every participant must reach the level of a blood warrior!"

"Just stay and protect the tribe."

"No! I feel unwilling to do so!"

Batur's expression twisted and he growled, "The Harvest Hunt is my only chance to wash away my shame. I must participate."

Drogo frowned slightly.

"Besides, Uncle Drogo, you said that only the blood warriors can participate in today's harvest hunt, so why is that bad guy also in the team?" Batur suppressed the anger in his heart and raised his hand to point to Enzo in front.

"Hmph! You mean Enzo?"

Before Drogo could speak, a voice suddenly sounded. The lame sentry Kalu sneered and said, "The last time the wolf pack attacked the tribe, Enzo fought bravely and killed two Bular gray wolves alone. Even if he is not a blood warrior, he is qualified to participate in the harvest hunt!"

"As for you... do I need to say anything?"

Batur's face flushed instantly, and he looked at Kalu with resentment, but he could not refute him. After all, in the wolf-killing battle a month ago, he did sleep from the beginning to the end.

This behavior is regarded as a shame by every male warrior in the tribe. Even if it is the most potential male in the tribe, it is meaningless to fight cowardly.

"Okay, it's decided."

Drogo spoke in a deep voice, cutting off Batur's idea and keeping one-tenth of the males in the tribe.

Afterwards, all the men and women in the Tatar tribe gathered together and came to the God-given stone tablet in the center of the tribe. Drogo personally cut the throat of a lamb as a sacrifice to the God of Blood Killing.

"Great God of Bloodthirst, please accept the humble offering of the Tatar tribe, bless the tribe's harvest hunting this year, and capture enough prey!"

Drogo looked serious, cut his palm with a dagger, and drew a pattern with blood on the open space in front of the God-given stele, and threw the struggling lamb into it.

In front of the God-given stele, all the Tatar tribe lowered their heads, the males clenched their right fists and hammered their chests, and the women knelt humbly on the ground.

"Sacrificial ceremony?" Enzo's eyes flickered.

According to the tradition of the War Ghost tribe, before and after every harvest hunting, sacrifices need to be made to the God of Bloodthirst. The Tatars are just a small tribe, so the sacrifice before the harvest hunting is relatively simple, just killing a lamb as a sacrifice.

If it is the Gossop tribe, the sacrifice before the harvest hunting is more than just a lamb, at least a few women should be selected from the tribe as tribute to the God of Bloodthirst.

When the harvest hunting is over, the Tatar tribe will hold a more solemn sacrifice, praying for the protection of the blood-killing god, so that the tribe can successfully pass the black fog season.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Enzo's eyes flashed.

As the sacrifice began, the lamb with its throat cut stopped struggling in the altar, and a special energy suddenly spread out from the God-given stone tablet, like a thread, into the body of every male warrior ghost.

Suddenly, all the male warrior ghosts in the Tatar tribe showed excited expressions on their faces, as if their whole body was extremely comfortable.