LSLFBW: Chapter 121

Hou Yan didn’t have time to pay attention to the people of the Xishui and Xiaoniu Tribes. He ripped off the animal skin clothes on his body and roared, “Warriors of Black Mountain!”

“Yes!”

“Protect the tribe!”

As the warriors roared, huge beasts appeared and followed the one-horned long-tailed monkey closely.

Everyone knew that they were about to face an extremely dangerous situation, but the Black Mountain Tribe would never give up on its people.

Just like the salt-seeking team led by Lang Ze. Even if there were only nine people, they would fight to the death to drive away the herd of wild bulls threatening the tribe.

A small snow leopard fell at the end of the beastmen group, digging the ground with his limbs so quickly that his entire body almost left the ground.

Suddenly, a huge yak came running from behind, passing the little snow leopard and running straight toward the team ahead.

“Moo~”

The low roar sounded the horn of attack.

Qi Bai’s pace was a bit slower. He saw that ahead of him, more than 20 yaks were the first to bear the brunt of the attack, followed by dozens of giant chestnut horses much thinner than the yaks.

Qi Bai clearly saw that many of the horse-shaped horned beastmen still had unhealed wounds on their bodies.

They were members of the Xiaoniu and Xishui Tribes.

Qi Bai’s eyes filled with tears. He hadn’t expected that when the Black Mountain Tribe encountered such a critical moment, the people of the Xiaoniu and Xishui Tribes would be willing to lend a helping hand without reservation.

On the wide plain, more than 50 wild bulls charged forward, and more than 100 beastmen lined up in a row, all of them using their bodies to block the crazy herd of wild bulls.

However, the beast forms of the horned beastmen seemed so weak in front of the huge wild bulls.

Wild bulls were the most dangerous animals on the plains. They were huge in size, their thick horns could knock down trees, and their heavy steps could flatten rocks. Even the powerful beastmen tribes didn’t provoke them easily.

This was what the Black Mountain Tribe had always done. As long as the hunting team found traces of wild bulls within two days of the tribe, they would drive them away.

All along, the two sides maintained a delicate balance of not offending each other.

But for some unknown reason, this group of wild bulls suddenly ran toward the Black Mountain like crazy.

Due to concerns about aftershocks, the Black Mountain Tribe reduced their hunting range by more than half and hadn’t discovered any traces of the bulls in advance.

“Roar.” A threatening roar came from the throat of a one-horned white wolf.

The next moment, a young bull’s throat was bitten and it let out a shrill scream.

The young bull’s breathing became heavier and its steps became slower, but it never changed direction.

The strange thing was that the herd of wild bulls, which had always been protective of their calves, seemed to be unable to hear its screams and continued to run following their leader.

Lang Ze fiercely shook off the young bull.

Seeing the black mountain getting closer and closer, the giant wolf’s eyes narrowed slightly. He couldn’t delay any longer.

There was something wrong with this group of wild bulls. Once they rushed up the Black Mountain, the home that everyone had built with great difficulty would be destroyed.

Since he couldn’t stop them from moving forward, just prevent them from leaving forever.

“Awoo~”

The giant wolf let out a long howl before rushing toward the front of the herd of wild bulls.

It was an order to attack!

The originally scattered Black Mountain hunting team heard the giant wolf’s order and immediately gave up driving the bulls. They launched a fierce attack instead.

A one-horned fox jumped high, clinging tightly to the neck of a wild bull, trying to pierce his sharp teeth into the bull’s flesh.

However, the muscles of these bulls were as hard as rocks. Blood soon appeared on the tips of HU Qiao’s teeth. In the chaotic battle, it was impossible to tell whether it was the blood of a wild bull or the blood flowing from his gums.

“Roar!”

The one-horned brown bear and the honey badger stood up and rushed toward a bull, each of them grabbing the horns of a bull.

The bull, which was moving forward quickly, suddenly stopped. Its head tilted down, its hind legs left the ground, and it actually turned over and fell straight forward.

There was a crack as the bull’s thick neck was instantly dislocated. It died without even struggling.

However, at the moment when this bull fell, two bulls rushed out from the side and charged directly towards Xiong Feng and Hu Ping.

The attack just now had already used up the strength of both men. Now they had no strength to defend themselves.

At this moment, the huge yak lowered his head and slammed the giant horn on his head into the belly of a wild bull.

It was Niu Shuo and Niu Cheng from the Xiaoniu Tribe.

Xiong Feng put his fists together to express his gratitude to Niu Shuo and Niu Cheng. He didn’t expect that after rescuing the people from the Amo Tribe, they would one day fight side by side.

Niu Shuo and Niu Cheng were very happy at this time. They were able to fight side by side with such powerful warriors like Xiong Feng and Huang Ping. They were determined to win, even if their opponents were stronger.

Just when they had a moment to catch their breath and were about to attack the next target, a gray figure flew over from mid-air.

The brown bear opened his arms and caught the gray wolf’s body. The two of them fell back at the same time and fell heavily on the ground.

Lang Kuang staggered to his feet, completely ignoring the blood all over his body. He ran back in the direction he flew from.

It was the center of the entire battlefield and the goal of their wolf clan.

More than 20 gray wolves, under the command of the giant white wolf, formed a tight, offensive formation. What they were facing at this moment was the leader of the wild bulls, who was twice the size as the other wild bulls.

Many of the wolves weren’t even half as tall as the bull leader.

They crouched low, ran back and forth between the bulls and kept jumping up, looking for an opportunity to bite the bull leader’s belly.

This tactic was obviously very effective. Even a body as strong as the barbarian bull leader’s was soon covered with gray wolves of all sizes.

“Moo!” The wild bull leader roared angrily and shook his body desperately, trying to shake off the wolves.

Under its almost frantic attack, a wolf lost his balance and his entire body separated from the bull leader. Even so, his fangs were still deeply embedded in the bull leader’s body.

Seeing that it couldn’t make the beastmen give up, the angry bull leader immediately changed its target to the little wolf still on the ground. The moment the wolf tripped, the bull leader raised its front hoof, trying to crush the little wolf with its weight.

Lang Pu closed his eyes resignedly, thinking he was going to die here.

Lang Ze, who was biting the side of the bull leader’s neck, quickly changed his body direction. The moment when the bull’s hooves fell, he slammed his body into the front hooves, forcibly changing its direction.

A cloud of dirt flew up and a trace of blood flowed from the giant wolf’s mouth. Still, the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger.

“Awoo~”

“Awoo!”

The fallen Lang Pu stood up again and looked at their king with firm eyes.

Fight! Fight! Their wolf tribe was the most warlike tribe on the continent. As long as they had strength, they wouldn’t stop fighting and wouldn’t lose!

The impact uprooted trees, tore flesh and blood, and splattered blood everywhere.

This was a fight between beastmen and wild beasts, the most primitive and cruel struggle.

As the last wild bull fell to the ground, the world fell into silence.

The horned beastmen who had been fighting bravely seemed to suddenly lose their strength. All of them turned into human form and lay on their backs in a pool of blood.

In order to prevent the horned beastmen from being distracted during the battle, the sub-beastmen could only watch their partners, relatives, and companions bleed, become injured or even fall down during battle.

Now, they could finally rush into this tragic battlefield and embrace every hero who fought bravely.

Qi Bai’s hands trembled slightly as he rushed straight to the center of the battlefield, but Lang Ze wasn’t there.

“Lang Ze.” Qi Bai’s eyes were red but his voice was unusually calm. “Lang Ze, where are you?”

Qi Bai walked through the corpses of the wild bulls. Wherever he looked, the bright red color, the green mountains and rivers and everything else faded in color until he saw the tall figure in animal skins at the outskirts of the crowd.

Qi Bai’s world seemed to be lit up again.

Unable to stop the tears in his eyes, QI Bai ran forward and hugged the beastman in front of him tightly.

Lang Ze frowned slightly, but when he looked at the top of the head of the person in his arms and listened to his suppressed sobs, Lang Ze’s eyes immediately softened.

But before he could enjoy such a warm embrace for long, the sub-beastman in his arms raised his head and asked anxiously with tears on his face, “Are you hurt?”

Qi Bai’s hand gently brushed over Lang Ze’s animal skin coat. “Why are you wearing the animal skin coat? Take it off and let me see it.”

There was the sound of footsteps behind him. Yang Luo came over and asked, “Where is the cart you took out? We need to bring the injured back to the tribe quickly.”

Seeing Yang Luo, Qi Bai took a step back with red ears. He was just busy looking at Lang Ze and hadn’t figured out how to deal with the injured.

Lang Ze pointed to the forest in the distance. “The carts are there. We sprinkled a lot of the salt we brought back.”

Yang Luo nodded and said to Hu Xue and Bao Yue, “Go over there and drag the carts over here. Try to collect as much salt as possible.

The beastmen of the Black Mountain Tribe, as well as those from the Xishui Tribe and Xiaoniu Tribe, had no extra strength. AT this time, they could only ask Bao Yue and the beastmen who didn’t go to the battlefield due to their young age, to turn into a beast and tow the carts.

The two of them nodded when they heard this and immediately ran to the forest.

In this battle against the wild bull, all three tribes suffered casualties. The Black Mountain Tribe lost two of its members forever, Lang Xiao and Shu Shi.

As strong as the beastmen were in facing life, they were also calm in facing death.

Lang Ze covered the two men’s bodies with hay and sprinkled some soil on the hay.

Qi Bai asked, “Should we bury them?”

Lang Ze shook his head. “The Beast God will guide them to where they should go.”

Ma Song gently placed the bodies of three tribe members next to Lang Xiao and Shu Shi. Then he squatted beside them with his head down, not getting up for a long time.

Lang Ze looked at Ma Song’s back and said lightly to Qi Bai, “Let’s go.”

The seven carts of the Black Mountain Tribe moved toward the tribe along the path leading to the tribe.

Lying on the three carts in front were seriously injured beastmen.

The people of the Xishui and Xiaoniu Tribe saw Ma Ling holding his twisted calf and felt a bit of sympathy for him.

However, Ma Ling didn’t take it seriously and instead seriously discussed today’s dinner with them.

A Xishui member who had a broken leg asked weakly, “Your leg is broken and you won’t be able to hunt any longer. Aren’t you afraid?”

Ma Ling smiled. “Such an injury is nothing in our Black Mountain Tribe. Don’t worry about your injury. Our priest will help you heal it.”

The eyes of the beastman of the Xishui Tribe lit up. He seemed to regain strength and struggled to sit up. “Really! Can I really get better?”

Xiong Feng patted his arm and said, “Of course, it is true. Look, my arm was broken before but now you can’t see any difference at all.

Everyone touched his arm, their eyes full of surprise. It was as if they were looking at some rare treasure.

The beastman with the broken leg exclaimed, “It is great to have a tribe with a priest!”

Niu Cheng was a member of the Xiaoniu Tribe that once had a priest, but he was no less shocked than the Xishui people.

The members of the Xiaoniu Tribe also broke bones while hunting, but their old priest had a completely different attitude toward broken bones.

The old priest said that the beastmen were cursed by the Beast God and would never be given treatment. Those tribe members died after a while, just as the priest said.

The worst thing was that after the old priest and his student died during the migration, the inheritance of healing skills was directly cut off in the Xiaoniu Tribe.

So serious injuries like broken bones could actually be healed…

Niu Cheng looked at the high wall in the distance and was full of awe for the Black Mountain Tribe that he was about to arrive at.