1209 Half-Beast 62

Bei Yutang said softly, "We were framed and driven out by the tribe. We are going to find a place to start over."

"That's right, why don't you come with us."

"Can."

With the addition of Bei Yutang and Yan Meng, the combat power of the team has been rising. Since Yanmeng was using his wings, he has been more powerful in hunting down beasts than before. Their team no longer has to worry about food.

Now they are choosing the last place to stay. After negotiation, they choose a flat land not far from the river, this flat land is high. If you encounter the rainy season, you don't have to worry about being submerged.

After choosing a place, a dozen people in the team started building houses. Wooden houses are very simple, these orcs often build houses, very fast. In the blink of an eye, a small tribe was established, officially named: Chifeng tribe.

Yan Meng's fighting power is the most powerful among all of them. He can fly, and he can hunt stinging wolves alone. His hero was admired and recognized by everyone in the tribe.

Yan Meng grew up smoothly and became the leader of the Chifeng tribe.

The surrounding tribes migrated one after another, and these tribes were all the tribes that suffered heavy losses during the previous volcanic eruption. Some people from small tribes directly take refuge in their Chifeng tribe.

Some tribes, relying on the large number of tribesmen, wanted to annex the Chifeng tribe, and were finally annexed by the Chifeng tribe.

The Chifeng tribe grew little by little, from a small tribe of a dozen people at the beginning, it gradually developed into a large tribe of hundreds of people.

Because of the growth of the Chifeng tribe, some tribes in the distance know the existence of the Chifeng tribe.

On this day, an orc from another mountain came to the Chifeng tribe and sent an invitation.

In the wooden house in the center of the tribe, ten orcs were gathered together, and sitting in the center was Yan Meng. At this time, Yanmeng had lost his old self-esteem.

At this time, he had a majesty and domineering in his body, and he could no longer see the appearance of the past from his body.

Bei Yutang sat at his start, and opposite Bei Yutang sat Wang Xin, followed by the former leaders of various tribes.

"This time, the people of the Anhe tribe have come to invite us to participate in the annual sweet festival, what do you think?" Yan Meng looked at the people present with his sharp eyes.

"I think it's a good thing, our tribe can participate."

"Yes. Take this opportunity to let other tribes know of the existence of our Chifeng tribe."

"That's right. This is a good opportunity."

...

Yan Meng raised his hand, and the orcs present closed their mouths.

When he turned his head to look at Bei Yutang, his sharp eyes instantly became gentle, "Bei, what do you think?"

Bei Yutang said flatly; "You are the leader, you make the decision."

When Yan Meng heard her words, she was not surprised at all.

I don't know when it started, every time I asked her for her opinion, her answer would always be this one sentence, but even so, he still asked her habitually.

It was her, little by little who would teach him how to conquer them.

It was she who taught him how to manage a tribe and how to make it grow.

Everything Chifeng has now, everything he has is given by her. Without her, there would be no Chifeng today, no Yanmeng today.

Yan Meng retracted his gaze and turned to look at the others, "Since everyone has decided unanimously, our Chifeng Department will participate in this time."