Above the snow, a red deer was running wildly, and a feather arrow was inserted on its butt. Blood dripped on the snow, clearly indicating its escape route. Behind him, several men were chasing. From time to time, someone stopped to draw his bow and arrows, but the dense forest hindered the way of the arrows. They shot out one by one, basically nailed to the trees.

Several people were panting and out of breath, but they still tried hard to persevere. Now they could find such a big red deer. It was really difficult. Too many people in the tribe were hungry. If they carried a red deer back, they might be able to survive for several people! No matter how tired they were, they would not dare to give up.

The people chasing him are getting less and less able to run.

But the speed of red deer is getting slower and slower due to blood loss.

Looking at the red deer that was already staggering, the pursuers were overjoyed.

It can't run away.

The whistling sound of feather arrows suddenly came from ahead, and the pursuer stopped in shock.

The running deer fell to the ground with five or six feather arrows inserted into it. At the same time, seven or eight men appeared in front of them. They cheered and rushed up to surround the deer.

"This is ours!" After chasing for a long time, it finally became someone else's prey. The previous men were furious and rushed forward and shouted: "Lu Laoyao, this is our prey. We have been chasing it for a long time."

The ambusher, known as Lu Laoyao, sneered and turned the red deer over, "Boss Hu, where did your name be engraved on this red deer?"

Mr. Hu said angrily: "Are you blind? The arrow on the butt of a deer is mine."

Lu Laoyao laughed: "So, there were five or six arrows on this deer? But they were all from ours."

"We have been chasing him for a long time!"

"But we caught it." Lu Laoyao snorted coldly: "Boss Hu, you have no choice but to lose your life. It fell at my feet."

Boss Hu pulled out the knife from his waist with a silence: "Are you going to rob it openly?"

Lu Laoyao smiled and pulled out his knife. The seven or eight people accompanying him drew their swords one after another: "Boss Hu? You are a few people, you really have to start fighting. You are the one who suffers. I advise you to take advantage of the day and go find another prey? So as not to go home empty-handed."

Boss Hu was so angry that he trembled all over, but he looked at the four or five companions around him and then looked at the opposite side? But he finally turned back and got into the sheath: "Our clan leader will go and talk to your clan leader."

"As long as you accompany me. The rules in the mountains? Who beat whom? Let's talk about it? This deer is ours. Carry it? Let's go!" Lu Laoyao sneered. He directed his two subordinates to lift the deer and leave.

Who is afraid of whom?

Now in the mountains, there is a shortage of food, and after the winter comes, I have eaten for the last meal. Almost all the men in the tribe are sent out to find food? Can they find a deer? That is a blessing. Not to mention the other party's patriarch, what if Ding Sheng comes? By that time, the deer has turned into shit? Could they still succeed?

Boss Hu looked at the other party holding the deer and leaving, but his heart was bleeding. The deer was at least 200 kilograms, and it disappeared like this.

But if you want to take action, not only will you not have any chance of winning, but you will definitely suffer losses. Even if you can withstand Lu Laoyao, the remaining people will definitely not be the opponent.

Moreover, the other side has a larger tribe and more staff. If the two sides really want to conflict, the one who suffers is the one who suffers.

"Boss Hu, what should I do?" A man said pitifully while staring at the flying deer.

"What can I do? Go and find other prey first, you can't go home empty-handed. After you go back, let's talk to the patriarch!" Boss Hu stomped his feet hard, "If this continues, why can the entire clan survive this winter? He must starve to death."

When it was dark, Boss Hu brought these people back to a valley below the south slope, it was basically dark, and there were about a hundred shacks surrounding a large wooden house. Except for the lights in the large wooden house, the rest of the places were black.

Although they did not return empty-handed, they only found a few rabbits and squirrels. They finally dug out a few squirrels' nests and only found some pine nuts, hazelnuts, chestnuts and other fruits, weighing at most a few pounds.

"Captain, I'm back!" Boss Hu stood outside the wooden house and said loudly.

"Come in!" A somewhat old voice came from the room.

Boss Hu walked into the house and saw the old patriarch curled up and crouched by the fire pit. Although the fire was burning wildly in the fire pit, the room was not much better than outside.

"Come on, have a little hot water. Have you gained something today?" The old patriarch greeted Boss Hu and sat by the fire pit.

Boss Hu was a little depressed and told the story during the day. The old patriarch sighed: "Forget it, there are thousands of people in their entire tribe, and there are five or six hundred strong men. We have less than two hundred strong men in total, so we can't afford to offend them."

"Clan leader, winter has just begun. What should I do next? The further I go, the harder it will be to find food. Is there no food to be allocated?"

"They can't protect themselves!" The old patriarch shook his head and said, "I send someone to ask for it every few days, but almost every time I go home empty-handed, and I'm so anxious that I give three or five hundred kilograms of grain. What can this help?"

"You can't starve to death, right?" Boss Hu whispered.

The old patriarch was silent for a moment: "A few days ago, I sent your aunt out for a trip. She is a woman and is not eye-catching."

Boss Hu was surprised: "Auntie is back?"

"I'm back and brought back two kilograms of salt." said the old patriarch.

"Can you buy salt?" Boss Hu said happily. In the mountains, apart from food, the biggest problem was salt. Without salt, even a man who was beaten with iron would become weak and have no strength.

"How is it so easy? You have to register to buy salt at the foot of the mountain. There is a fixed amount of salt per family a month. It's either that there is no salt sold at the foot of the mountain, or that it's to trap us so much that it won't let the salt flow into the mountains. Your aunt has worked hard to find a few people who have received her favors in the past and have made up such a small amount."

"Auntie has always been a kind person, and kindness will be rewarded." Mr. Hu said. "How is the situation outside now?"

The old patriarch was silent for a moment and said, "Those people outside are no longer as before. They have built a very wide road, the road is like stones, hard and flat, and the carriages are running fast on it. They have also set up many factories, medicine, oil, and even mines."

"The court has divided the fields and houses for those outside. These people have a good harvest this year. There is no work in winter now. They all go to those factories to do odd jobs, and their daily income is also quite large." The old patriarch said. "I dare not talk to people outside about these things."

Boss Hu was silent for a moment and sighed: "I wish we didn't run with them at the beginning."

"Who knows?" sighed the old patriarch.

"What do we do now? We have to find a way to survive." Mr. Hu said.

The old clan leader looked at the flames in a daze, and after a while, he said: "Today we counted the tribe, and there were less than a thousand kilograms of food left. Even if we drink porridge every day, it would not take a few days, let alone the others."

Boss Hu frowned. There were thousands of people in the entire tribe, and the food was gone for a single opening.

"I will take more people to find food tomorrow and walk deeper, and I may be able to get back a few blind bears."

"Even if you find it, how many days will you take?" The old patriarch shook his head: "Don't go hunting tomorrow. I'll send you another mission, you, go out of the mountain."

Boss Hu was stunned and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I will bring dozens of brothers out of the mountain tomorrow to see if I can make a vote and grab some food back!"

"That's not what it means." The old patriarch said: "Go to grab grain and go to die. A few days ago, the Qin brothers from Shizi Peak took people out of the mountain to grab grain and never came back. I heard that hundreds of people were killed on the spot, and half of the remaining half were captured alive. The Qin brothers' heads are still hanging on the mountain pass to demonstrate. The Tang people set up a trap and waited for us to go out!"

"What do you mean?"

"One of you goes out and find the chief of the Tang people, and then say, we surrender. If they are willing to accept it, all of our tribe will go out. Your aunt comes back and says, in Jishou, we will accept local mountain people like us, and we will also divide the land and houses!"

Boss Hu was shocked and said, "The patriarch, the two brothers Ada and A'er, and your two grandsons, are all in Ding Sheng's army. If we surrender, they are afraid that they will not survive."

The old patriarch looked at the burning flames, and the gullies on his face seemed to be deeper. This time he was silent for a longer time: "Isn't there a little grandson following me? Our family cannot be broken. In the future, someone will burn incense and paper for them."

"Class leader?" Boss Hu clenched his fists.

"What can I do?" the old patriarch sighed: "There are thousands of people here. If this continues, every family will be defeated. I am the patriarch. Can I see our tribe members be destroyed? Stop talking, go back and have a full meal, and then go out overnight. You are familiar with the road, and find a way out for everyone."

As he spoke, he took out a jade seal from his arms: "This is my private seal, and I will take it as a certificate."

Boss Hu took the jade seal with both hands, knelt down and kowtowed to the old patriarch, turned around and pushed open the door and walked out.

The moment he closed the door, he heard a woman crying from the room, which was the voice of Aunt San.

If they surrendered to the Tang people, Ada and A Er and their two children would be unable to survive, and they would be the biological flesh and blood of Aunt San.
Chapter completed!