Cannon fodder is no more [Quick Transmigration]

The next morning, the members of the Great River Tribe woke up in shock.

There was no way to push the door to the outside.

Through the window, I could see that the snow outside had stopped, but last night it had piled up to the height of half a person, blocking the exit of the house.

Fortunately, the big witch reminded them in advance, although the big cats were surprised, they were not too flustered.

They pushed the wooden board stuck on the window and jumped out of the window.

The cats and cats all started to clear the snow in front of the house, and Mu Xing also woke up.

He thought about things last night and slept late, so he woke up a little later today.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to observe the situation of the tribe with his witch power.

Fortunately, the clansmen all sleep in warm houses, and the animals they raise, because the feed is prepared in advance, they will eat by themselves when they are hungry, and they are fine.

The snow outside was scary, except when Mu Xing was traveling, he had never seen such a big and thick snow before.

But when he saw such heavy snow in the past, it was in the age of advanced technology. This kind of snow looked so beautiful and shocking.

Unlike now, if such a heavy snowfall is not predicted and prepared in advance, it is likely to cause extremely serious consequences.

He saw that the clansmen started to clear the snow in front of their houses, thought for a while, and tried to use the witch power in his body.

The invisible energy of ordinary orcs turned into a burning dragon in front of him.

The fire dragon passed through the door panel, swept all the way, and cleared a three-person-wide road at the door of Mu Xing's house.

Mu Xing did not stop, but manipulated this witch power to circle the entire tribe.

All the big cats in the Dahe Tribe saw the wandering fire dragon. At first they thought it was a witch god, until several little orcs shouted happily: "It's the big witch!"

When they were together with Master Dawu, they often played similar games.

The aura above the fire dragon is too familiar.

The road was opened up, and the little orcs were not afraid at all, they ran out of the house bouncing around, chasing the fire dragon, and finally came to Mu Xing's house.

Mu Xing took out dried fruit from the house for them to eat, and said to the little orc in the front, "Aman, come and try."

Aman is an eight-year-old girl, a cat in animal form and a slender girl in human form.

She is the one with the strongest witch power in the Dahe Tribe, except for Mu Xing.

Hearing Mu Xing's words, the little girl put on a straight face, and earnestly followed what Mu Xing said, trying to mobilize the energy around her, and then...

call out!

A small flame was born out of thin air before her eyes.

Ah Man's big round eyes lit up, and he shouted happily: "Master Wu, fire!"

She was so happy, the flame was blown by the air she blew out, fluttered twice, and went out again.

Ah Man stared wide-eyed, looking at the disappearing flames in disbelief, and continued to try to create a spark without giving up, but failed again.

Her mouth shrunk, and her big eyes quickly filled with tears.

Mu Xing coaxed her: "Ah Man, don't cry, I saw that Ah Man turned into a fire, very beautiful."

After coaxing the little girl, he went to see the other cubs.

Sure enough, not only his witch power has become stronger, but all the cubs in the tribe have stronger witch power in their bodies.

These cubs, as their witch power increased, were obviously much more mature than ordinary orc cubs of the same age.

If there is no accident, when they are stronger, they will be able to obtain "wisdom" from the witch power like all the witches in the Dahe Tribe in the past, and become the guides of the tribe.

Mu Xing became more and more curious about the source of this witch power.

He faintly sensed that this increase in power stemmed from the prosperity of the tribe.

And the answer he wants needs to wait until his witch power is strong enough.It's like breaking some forbidden key.

This heavy snow was as menacing as Mu Xing had seen in his prediction.

During the day, most of the time it was snowing heavily.

Even though Mu Xing's witch power is already very strong, at most he can only "sweep the snow" in the tribe's territory.

The snow outside has piled up very high, and the golden lion turned into a beast and went out to see it. According to him, as long as he goes out, almost half of his two-meter-high beast will fall into the heavy snow.

Not to mention hunting, even moving is very difficult.

Moreover, in such weather, there was no prey to be found outside.

The golden lion, who has always been very big-hearted, began to be afraid: if the great witch hadn't been guided by the witch god to make the tribe prepare in advance, how would he survive such a winter?

If not frozen to death, starved to death.

The golden lion was terrified in his heart, and he ate half a pot of mutton alone to calm his shock when he came back.

That night, Mu Xing, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up.

He sensed that something had broken into the River Tribe.

He heard the sound of flapping wings, the target of the strange breath... was the sheepfold!

Before Mu Xing could observe the strange visitor, there was an angry roar in the silent night.

Mu Xing recognized that it was the roar from the clansmen who were in charge of guarding the sheepfold.

He spotted the intruder.

Although the big cats are usually lazy, Mu Xing passed by them, and the cats would not move when they were napping.

But that's only because the clansmen can rest assured in their hearts.

Once another strange breath breaks in, the beast's intuition will alert them instantly.

Soon, the Great River Tribe woke up.

Several vigorous figures galloped silently in the direction of the sheepfold in the darkness.

Mu Xing finally saw what was fighting with his clansmen.

It's a big red eagle.

Realizing that he had aroused the vigilance of the Great River Tribe, he could go directly, but this big eagle refused to go, and kept circling. His goal was the food that was raised by the Great River Tribe.

Seeing several big cats coming again, Daying knew in his heart that he had no chance, so he circled around for a few weeks unwillingly and was about to leave.

But suddenly a big bird made of flames appeared in midair, wrapping around him fiercely.

Those flames fell on his body, and quickly turned into ropes that bound him, imprisoning his wings.

The big eagle couldn't break free, and his whole body fell from the air into the snow.

A big cat rushed over fiercely, its paws firmly pressing down on him.

When Mu Xing walked over, the big eagle was gone, replaced by a thin young man with red hair.

Probably because of his race, he has no beard, and his hair is smoothly draped behind his head, and he looks very beautiful.

"Great witch." The orcs of the Dahe Tribe greeted him warmly.

Seeing the appearance of everyone in the Dahe Tribe, Chi Xiao looked at the young orc walking in silence and surprise.

Is this the great witch of the Great River Tribe?

Big witches are usually wise elders, and he rarely sees such a young big witch.

But thinking of the miraculous Firebird just now, Chi Xiao felt that age was not a big problem at all.

Chi Xiao knew about the Dahe Tribe and had seen it before, but when he came here tonight, he almost thought he had gone to the wrong place.

Even these big cats look completely different from before.

He stared at Mu Xing without blinking: his intuition told him that these must have something to do with this young great witch.

Mu Xing looked at this beautiful young man: "What is the purpose of breaking into the Dahe Tribe, an outsider from the Xiao Clan?"

The Xiao Clan and the Dahe Tribe are the nearest neighbors. Both of them have relatively Buddhist personalities, and there is no conflict.

Chi Xiao's expression was gloomy, and he was very frank: "We suddenly encountered heavy snow, we couldn't find prey, and the cubs were starving to death."

He really had no choice but to think of his neighbor, the Great River Tribe.

Seeing the completely new Dahe Tribe, and the herd of sheep leaning together in the middle of the night, he couldn't hold back, and wanted to act like a gentleman on the beam.

The golden lion didn't like this, he snorted angrily: "Who wants you not to prepare the food yourself, our tribe's food is prepared by us with hard work, and only people in our own tribe can eat it!"

Chi Xiao said very naturally: "Then can our Xiao clan join the Dahe Tribe?"

Golden Lion:?

Mu Xing:?

Chi Xiao was not joking, but began to promote his clan members very seriously: "Our Xiao clan eats very little, so if we live, we can just build a nest in a tree, and it doesn't take up space."

His raised phoenix eyes stared at Mu Xing without blinking: "Great witch of the Dahe Tribe, we only need a small amount of food to fill our stomachs, we can work for you, we can fly, and we can help the tribe guard. When the weather clears up, I can hunt with you.”

"Can you consider, let us join the Great River Tribe?"

Mu Xing: "..."

He fell into deep thought, thinking about the truth and falsehood in Chi Xiao's words.

Before he could think about it, the witch power in his body suddenly surged.

Mu Xing:?

He realized that these witch powers were urging him.

They want him to say yes.

why?

When a member of the Dahe Tribe lives well, his witch power will become stronger.

Is it the same for other orcs?

So, the function of this strange witchcraft is to make the orcs live well?

He asked Chi Xiao: "If you join the Dahe Tribe, your tribe will disappear in the future. From now on, you will be members of the Dahe Tribe's Xiao clan. Will your clan accept it?"

Chi Xiao was very puzzled by his words: "Sir, if we don't get any more food, we will starve to death. When I just came here, I saw that the Dahe tribe is beautiful and clean. Your tribe lives so well. If we It is a good thing for our Xiao clan to be able to live such a good life by joining. Why can't we accept it."

Mu Xing was startled, realizing that he was thinking too much.

Orcs simply don't have such complex brain circuits.

As the big bird in front of them said, for them, it is enough to eat enough and not starve or freeze, and nothing else is a big deal.

After he figured it out, he nodded and looked at the golden lion: "What do you think?"

The golden lion scratched its head. Although it was a little unhappy, it didn't say anything: "Join it if you join it. If you don't come, forget it. Now that the red owls are here, you can't really watch them starve to death."

"However..." he said vigilantly, "We don't have too much food. If you really come, you should save some food!"