War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 110 A spoonful of stew
Just like that... you became the patriarch?
In the sunshine, on the streets of Tailai, Altai was wearing animal skins, with a quiver hanging on his saddle, and riding on his horse in a daze.

Last night, Old Baturu had a deep talk with him. His intentions were threefold:

First, Yue'er will disguise herself as a man, hide in the "Spring Hunting" team, and let Altai take care of her;
Second, let Altai inform his men to bring more rations. No matter how much it costs, they must ensure that there is enough food, and they must bring beef jerky;
Third, after entering the mountains, you must ride as fast as you can, you are not allowed to stay in the hunting grounds, you are not allowed to come back, you must dive in and head straight for Inner Mongolia!
Altai knew how to take care of Yue'er; he also knew to bring more food, especially beef jerky, after all, he had promised Xu Chaoyang what to do; but Altai couldn't figure out the third point after thinking about it for a long time.

"Chief, what are you doing in Inner Mongolia?"

"Didn't we agree to go to the hunting grounds and wait for Brother Chaoyang and give him food?"

Bai Yier was so anxious that foam came out of his mouth: "Why are you still thinking about Xu Chaoyang? Why don't you think about my Oroqen people?"

"You are the tribe leader, why would I care about my tribe members?"

Bai Yier finally opened the box on the table under the oil lamp. It was a precious carved bow inlaid with gems, and a complete set of gold, silver, copper, iron and jade rings placed beside the bow.

"From today on, you will take my place."

Altai never thought about these...

So far, his biggest wish is to marry Yue'er.

"Chief?" Altai, who had just recovered after a long time, looked at old Baturu.

At that moment, Bai Yier was really old, at least twice as old as she was during the day!
Old Baturu sat on a chair, looking up at the ceiling under the light of the oil lamp, and muttered to himself: "I can't let the people I raised with great difficulty continue to be abused by Puyi;"

"I can't let you, who have finally found peace for a few days, continue to be worthless vanguards!"

"Altai..."

"You have never fought in a war, so you don't know what cruelty is. And I..." He lowered his head and said with an expression that shouldn't belong to Baturu: "I don't want to fight again in this life."

He smiled, and tears dripped from his eyes and snot flowed from his nostrils.

Altai seemed to have seen the end of the hero. The Baturu in front of him no longer seemed to be the warrior in his fifties who could still draw a hundred-jin precious carved bow, even if there was a little bit of water in this.

Altai felt an indescribable pain, so painful that he didn't know what to ask.

"Go."

Bai Yier picked up the wine jug on the table, tilted his head back and poured the wine into his mouth again. The wine flowed down his chin to his lapel. He seemed to be unable to drink as much as before.

After taking a sip of strong liquor, Bai Yier finally regained his former enthusiasm and shouted loudly: "Tomorrow, let's take our people to the grassland to gallop to our heart's content!"

Then, the conversation suddenly changed, and in a voice that even Altai could hardly hear, he said: "Don't come back... and... don't admit that you are Oroqen again."

Altai was pushed out of the room. After the door closed with a bang, he heard the cry of complete release in the room.

He didn't understand, and the crying made him upset the whole night and he couldn't sleep well.

……

But now, old Baturu has walked out of the compound.

Altai saw the old patriarch, who was full of energy and vigor. He was completely different from the one he had seen last night.
If he hadn't kept smiling at Yue'er who was excited on horseback after he walked out of the yard, Altai would have thought he had seen it wrong.

"Warriors!"

At the call of Old Baturu, all the Oroqen people raised their longbows on horseback and responded collectively: "Woo!" "The snow in the cold winter has completely melted. Tell me, do you still have the courage?"

"Woo!"

"The spring game has been fattened up, tell me, are you ready?"

"Woo!"

"It's time to let the horse's back eat away the fat on your belly. Brave Oroqen people should gallop wildly on horseback!"

"I declare that this 'Spring Hunt' will be led by Altai. Wherever he is, my Bai Yier's arrow will point to him. You must follow him..."

The entire Oroqen tribe suddenly shut up in a state of extreme excitement. They had participated in spring hunting many times, but why did this word sound like Altai had inherited the chieftainship?

Why is there no shaman involved in this inheritance? Isn’t this too informal?
"What are you looking at!"

"Hurry up and get going!"

Bai Yier was afraid of complications, so he urged all the strong men in the tribe to go out: "Altai, start the horses!"

Altai mechanically urged the warhorse under his crotch and shouted listlessly: "Gee."

Normally, the Altai people would gallop on horseback at this time. The Tailai people, who were used to the spring hunting of the Oroqen people, regarded this as a local spectacle and cleared the streets early to avoid them. But this time...

The horse that Altai urged forward slowly and leisurely, as if both the man and the horse had lost their minds.

hum...

At the street intersection, an armored vehicle drove over in a trembling state. At that moment, Altai finally perked up. He bent his bow and arrow on horseback and aimed at the armored vehicle!
bump.

The armored vehicle slowly stopped in the middle of the road. When the door opened, Inukai Jiro walked out of the car: "Mr. Bai, you seem to have forgotten to wait for me!"

Bai Yier didn't say anything, and quickly turned his head to look at the street corner. At the other end, an armored vehicle was slowly approaching the street from the corner. The machine guns on the front and rear armored vehicles were simultaneously aimed at all the Oroqen strong men gathered in the middle of the road.

broken!

Bai Yier quickly rushed to the armored vehicle where Inukai was. "Hey, Commander Inukai, how could I not wait for you? I have already told these kids to wait for you outside the city gate. After all, this is a city, and it is taboo for us to hold bows and arrows."

"Why... aren't you riding a horse? We agreed to go hunting together in the spring..."

Inukai Jiro looked up at Bai Yier and forced a smile on his face: "I just received an order from the Army Headquarters, ordering the three Sauron tribes to immediately set off for the station and board the train to Xinjing..."

Bai Yier was about to open his mouth: "Also, I have here the imperial edict that your emperor just delivered. The content of the imperial edict is consistent with the order of the Army Command!"

Snapped!
Inukai Jiro took down an imperial edict embroidered with a golden dragon from the seat of the armored vehicle. When he opened it, Bai Yier touched it with his own hands even though his eyesight was poor.

He didn't feel any ink, this thing looked like it was printed...

Bai Yier raised his head again!
The armored vehicle's roof was opened, and a Type 99 rifle was taken out by a Japanese soldier and placed on the roof.

Bai Yier didn't need to ask anymore. It didn't matter whether the imperial edict was real or not. What mattered was that the machine gun was real!
Inukai Jiro's words were not meant by the Army Command. The real meaning was: "I'm afraid you will go back on your word and not allow the three Sauron tribes to go to Xinjing. It's too much trouble to capture them one by one. I'd rather wait until you all gather together and catch them all at once!"

　Live together!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)