I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

"Warchief!" Lihu and Mingguang looked excited, "Do you think about how to catch the wild boar?"

The two of them now absolutely approve and support Mu Feng's words, because until now, every time Mu Feng has done something, they have rarely understood Mu Feng's intentions.

But the final result can make them overjoyed.

"Well, there is a way. But it will be a little troublesome this time!" Mu Feng nodded.

"Trouble?" The two looked at each other, then looked at Mu Feng, "What method?"

"The method is the same as the last time to catch wild sheep, but there are more things to prepare. It will be much more troublesome to catch!" Mu Feng said in a deep voice.

"It's okay!" Mingguang grinned immediately, "As long as the warchief says you can catch it, we are willing to do it any more trouble!"

"Yes!" Lihu quickly responded.

"That's good!" Mu Feng nodded, "Go and peel off the bamboo shoots dug out by the white teeth and put them in a thatch pile overnight. Then go to Xishan to pick locust and elm flowers, the more the better!"

"Sophora japonica, elm money flower?"

"I have taught Bai Ya to recognize, how to pick flowers and let her tell you!"

Mu Feng thought for a while and said: "In addition, this time let the people of the tribe prepare more animal tendons, bone knives, rattan nets, and the clubs they used to hunt before!"

"Yes!" the two shouted in unison.

"Okay, let's start preparing!" Mu Feng waved his hand, "We will leave early tomorrow morning and then go to catch the wild boar!"

"Yes!"

It was still dark the next day, and at Mu Feng's request, everyone was ready to go.

Mu Feng asked people to take out the bamboo shoots that had been covered with thatch all night, and put them in a cage wrapped in thatch.

Surprisingly, even through the thatch, you can smell a strange smell.

In addition to bamboo shoots, there are also acacia flower, elm flower, and mushrooms that have not been eaten.

More than fifty people in the hunting team were dispatched, all mixed with equipment.

Because they were going to catch wild boars and the destination had already been figured out, they soon came to the bush where the wild boars were.

"What should I do now?" Mingguang, who was at the front of the team, turned his head and asked in a low voice.

Mu Feng also lowered his voice and said, "Everyone remember, wait no matter what you do, don't make a sound, keep the movement to a minimum!"

The surrounding people nodded silently, looking at Mu Feng with bright eyes in the dim sight, waiting for his next instructions.

"Now, half of the people are digging traps here!" Mu Feng whispered, "Dig deep, at least two meters deep!"

Mu Feng gestured to a tree, and then whispered: "After digging, just spread a layer of branches and grass on it. Try to stalk the grass from other places, don’t touch the surrounding grass, and then Cover it with a layer of floating soil! Understand?"

Everyone nodded silently again-it was not the first time they dug a trap.

"Great!"

"Just dig two traps around here. After digging, find a place to hide and wait for me to come back!"

"Yes!"

Then Mu Feng turned to the other half and said, "Now, Mingguang is with me and you are going to the cornfield!"

The knowing Mingguang waved his hand, and quickly separated half of the people to follow him, hunched over and rustled towards the cornfield.

When he arrived near the cornfield, Mu Feng selected a large circle not far from the bush exit, and then without his command, Mingguang waved his hand and everyone went to the ground without saying a word and started digging.

Mu Feng sighed in his heart that although the people of the primitive tribes could not compare with modern people in intelligence, they absolutely did not compromise on the execution of orders.

This trap was dug bigger and deeper under Mu Feng's instruction, more than three meters!

After digging this one, he directed his tribe to dig two more traps on the left and right sides of the trap, so that it was connected to the bush exit and became a closed space.

In other words, what these wild boars have to face after coming out of the bushes is a three-sided trap, or they are going back the same way.

When he came last time, he had already watched this large area of ​​bushes. These wild boars would really choose places to enter and exit. Two or three entry and exit points were relatively secretive, and the bushes were scarce.

Except for some small wild boars in other places, it is basically difficult for big wild boars to pass in groups.

Therefore, the places he chooses to dig traps are places where big wild boars can enter and exit.

Soon the traps in the cornfield were dug and buried-after all, there were many people.

Mingguang asked Mu Feng: "Warchief, what are you doing now?"

Mu Feng nodded: "Pick up some corn cobs and throw them on the trap, and then leave ten people here, and the others will follow me back to Lihu!"

"Ten people?" Mingguang said in a low voice unexpectedly, "Ten people caught more than forty wild boars?"

"Yeah!" Mu Feng smiled and nodded, "but you don't need to do it, these more than a dozen people just need to watch from the sidelines to make sure that the fallen wild boar will not escape!"

After a pause, he smiled again: "As for the wild boars, if they return the same way, don't worry about them. Anyway, we may not be able to finish the catch this time!"

"Yes!" Mingguang nodded, and chose a dozen or so strong people to stay with him.

Mu Feng then returned to Lihu with the rest of the people.

"Great Chief!" Seeing Mu Feng's return from a distance, Lihu waved in secret.

Mu Feng came to him, nodded and asked in a low voice, "Done it?"

"Well, I've dug up, what should I do now?" Lihu asked puzzledly, "Now we have so many bamboo shoots, locust flowers, and elm flowers that are useless!"

"Wait!" Mu Feng smiled.

"Wait?" Lihu looked puzzled.

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