Gala closed his eyes, too.

Although the black bear cannot be eaten or thrown into the swamp, it can "really" merge with the God of Forest, but it eventually dies in the dark forest.

If she hadn't met Mr. Cen Zuo, she would have died willingly without hesitation, but although she closed her eyes, her heart was pounding.

baby!

But she still didn't dare to open her eyes, she didn't dare to look directly at "Thor Saul".

In this way, the two of them were waiting quietly. Although Mr. Cen Zuo was a little calm, he was still a young man after all, and his heart was beating wildly.

I don’t know how long it took, but the two opened their eyes at the same time.

The snow is still there, the cold wind is rustling, the ice surface and the forest are vividly remembered.

"Are you dead?"

Gao Juren and the man disappeared. Cen Zuogong pinched himself hard, and the pain made him realize that all this was true.

Gao Juren let himself go!

"But why did he do this?"

Even though he thought so, he was afraid that Gao Juren would suddenly change his mind and kill him, so he tried hard to pull up the sled and continue walking northwest.

......

Orlo.

Led by Marovet (a slave from the Viajiki tribe, bought by the King of Kang Kingdom, and later joined the Broken Ye Army), the caravan of Little Kutba successfully arrived in Orlo (later Kirov).

The tribe naturally couldn't help but feel happy about the arrival of the caravan.

As for Marovet, he was abducted by the Pechnegs at the age of fifteen. He is now thirty. If he had come from a tribe like Mobei (which is generally in a patriarchal slavery society), the people in his family might have recognized him, but his tribe Orlo was a matriarchal clan society.

Their grandmother Bu Qika is already ninety years old, which is extremely rare in the dark forest, which gives her unprecedented prestige.

Bu Qika has become a great grandmother - there is no grandmother in this tribe. When grandmother says that all children only know their mothers, but do not know who their father is. In their current language, there is no such word as father.

Marovet's mother was also a grandmother, and she had a lot of children and could not recognize him. However, a man with blond hair and blue eyes still made them feel close to him.

For the Orlo tribe, the people outside seemed to be superior to them, so it was as common as the Comey people in the east.

On the way to Orlo tribe, Bai Jieyou basically learned Viajiki, a primitive Russian language, with the same words as the Comey people, and there were not many.

Bai Jieyou's fair skin, handsome appearance, and polite behavior immediately gained favor from the Orlo people, and he was soon received by Bu Qika.

"Let me help you"

Bai Jieyou did not beat around the bush and directly put forward his suggestions.

Buqika's white hair floated like this and hung to the ground. Compared with the Comey people in the east, the Viajiki people obviously had learned to sew clothes, and a robe made of moose leather fits very well.

Her face was thin, her eyes were deep, and the old spots on her face were very scary. She sat upright on a stake made of weeds, leaning on a black crutch with both hands, and an unknown statue of the god carved on the head of the crutch, perhaps the patron god of the Orlo people.

Hearing Bai Jieyou's words, she did not speak, but looked at her daughter, the actual ruler of the Orlo tribe, Marovit's mother, a woman about fifty years old. Although she no longer recognized Marovit, the latter recognized her.

Finally, the woman recognized him through a birthmark on Marovit, but she did not have the joy of reunion after a long time like a normal family. As an Orlo woman, she could summon men to accompany her at night as long as she needed it. This led to her giving birth to too many children in her life. If she was a daughter, she would naturally remember it, but if she was a boy, because too many men could not be kept in the tribe, she really might not remember it.

But the situation is different now.

The Varyag people in the west and the Bulgarians in the south are their enemies. The frequent wars have made the status of men suddenly important. Although it has not affected the status of women, especially when Bu Qika, the elderly grandmother, is still there, but it is only a matter of time before the change will happen.

Sometimes, once there is an opportunity, major changes will happen in a short period of time.

"Tell me"

The woman said, and her eyes looked very hot at Bai Jieyou, which made Marovit, who had already experienced the high-level civilization, very ashamed.

But for the women of Orlo tribe, this is all normal.

Wu Jieyou but didn't care. "Leave the teenagers over fifteen and under eighteen in the tribe to me, and I will train them. This time I also brought some iron weapons that can be organized to resist the invasion of the Varyags and the Bulgarians."

"no"

The woman said.

Bai Jieyou was about to say a few more words, but the woman said again: "The force must be in the hands of the Orlo people themselves."

Bai Jieyou pointed at Marovit and said, "Then he will be responsible, I will assist him."

The woman shook her head, "He has left the tribe. Even if he comes back now, he is not a member of the tribe, even my son, can't do it."

Wu Jie cursed in his heart, thinking about countermeasures, Marovit said softly in his ear: "My mother likes you, but you will definitely not agree. If you want to, just marry my sister. She is only twenty years old this year, yes, she is the one sitting in the corner."

"Marry?" Bai Jieyou looked at the corner of the room with confusion, and saw a girl looking at him intently. She was also blonde and blue-eyed, and she looked pretty good.

Wu Jieyou naturally would not agree easily, but Marovet said: "If you want to win over the tribe, you will kill all the people in front of you and turn them into slaves like the Bulgarians and Varyags. Otherwise, without my mother's consent, the teenagers in the clan would not follow you."

In an instant, Wu Jieyou really had the same thoughts as Sun Zhaoxi in the east, but he finally pressed it.

"Her name is Siva, and she is my mother's favorite daughter. If nothing unexpected happens, she will be the third chief of my family."

Bai Jieyou smiled and said, "Did she have a man?"

Marovet shook his head, "Women in the tribe cannot find men casually. They can only find them if the chief allows them. Once you have the qualifications, you can naturally find a few more. You might as well agree. My grandmother is old and has long been blurred in her eyes. My mother looks pretty good, but she just got a serious illness a few days ago."

"In other words, Siva will soon become the chief of the tribe, and the most prestigious chief of the Orlo tribe. Not only do they manage the two rows of long houses of the Orlo tribe, but they also manage the descendants of my grandmother Bu Qika, a total of twenty such villages, with a total of more than two thousand people."

"Of the two thousand people, there are at least 300 young people who meet the conditions. We only brought one hundred sets of clothes this time. It is okay to practice these hundred people first. When they return to you, let the caravan transport hundreds of sets of clothes. In addition, what Sai Ye Jun has been doing in Zhaowuzhou, teach him Chinese and let him practice martial arts. The tribe will change in one or two years."

Bai Jieyou nodded, "Then I have a condition, that is, during my time, Siva can only have me as a man, otherwise I would not agree. Also, Siva must live with me alone."

When Bai Jieyou said this, the woman was obviously a little disappointed, but she finally agreed. He also realized that Bai Jieyou and others' outfits, weapons, and figures were stronger than those of the Varyag people. If they could use the power of the Shattered Ye Army to strengthen the tribe, it would be worth it even if Siva sacrificed.

So Bai Jieyou got married as soon as he came to Orlo tribe. In his mind, "Since the tribe doesn't care about men, then when my mission is completed, Siva will find other men."

......

Everything confirms Marovit's view.

Bu Qika, who was one year older, was completely unable to manage the director, and his mother did not survive this winter. Like the Comey people in the east, Siva, who replaced the chief, sank him into the swamp and let him return to the embrace of the God of the Forest.

At this time, three months have passed since the caravan came to the tribe. Under Bai Jieyou's personal training, the 100 young men of the Orlo team have already begun to look like a broken Ye Jun.

For these teenagers, the Varyag and Bulgarian pressing have significantly improved their status. Although they are still inferior to women, with the arrival of the silence of worries, changes are happening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

For queues, physical fitness, weapon training, and language courses, they are all extremely new things. Although they are teenagers from primitive tribes, they are teenagers after all, and they are naturally very interested.

It is almost the end of May, and spring in the dark forest is coming.

The white almost faded, mainly black and green, mixed with yellow, and the red tone enveloped the forest again. The 100 Viajichi boy has been training for half a year. For a tribe with not rich words, it is actually much easier to get it to master another language again. After half a year, they have been able to roughly talk to Bai Liuwu.

On this day, Orlo had already bloomed in spring, and the forest was filled with a familiar smell of all things. After Bai Jieyou led the young man to plant a rye field according to the regulations of the Sacred Leaf Army, he was preparing to go to Perm in the east in person, planning to report the situation here to the prince.

A few days later, Wu Jieyou asked Marovit to take fifty people to stay in the tribe and set off with another fifty people himself.

The clothes and weapons of these hundred people were hidden in the caravan of Little Kutba, which was one hundred sets of winter battle robes of Shattered Ye Jun. Considering the weight, they naturally would not be cotton armor, but all cotton robes. The hats were not wide-brimmed iron helmets, but foldable Tang scarves. With horse boots, the teenagers who cut their hair into short hair were all energetic and followed Bai Jieyou to the east.

......

East.

Only fifty miles away from Orlo, Mr. Cenzo and Gala were exhausted. After the spring was in full bloom, more beasts appeared around them.

Mr. Cen Zuo had no experience in fighting. When he shot out all the crossbow arrows he carried, he did not find them one by one. When he approached Orlo, his two-stone crossbow was useless - there were no crossbow arrows.

At this time, it had been two months since they left Perm, and the venison had already been finished. It had been three days since the last time that Cenzogong had been shot by the last time, which had been eaten by all the male wolf that was used as food.

In the past three days, the two of them had no food and had to move forward by drinking water.

At this time, they who were stumbled on the ground attracted the attention of a large Timberwolves family nearby.

When the two of them were awakened by the low roars from the wolves, dozens of wild wolves were already around them!

"Does it still have to be buried in the wolf's belly in the end?"

Galo returned to the Comey state, and as for Mr. Cenzo, he had almost no strength to open his eyes.

"call......"

The wolves pounced on them.

......

When Mr. Cen Zuo opened his eyes again, a familiar face appeared in front of him.

Relieve worries in vain!

The first thing he said when he saw Bai Jieyou was: "Where is this?"

“There are five days left before Perm”

"Go back now!"

"Why is this?"
Chapter completed!