[Downhill, some valley on the west bank of the Styx]

After repeatedly confirming that no one is following, Pierre asked hesitantly: "Are you sure it's here?"

Winters looked around and tried to recall the retreat route after breaking through the Terdon Camp. However, the wild mountains and rivers looked similar, and he was a little unsure.

If you can't figure it out, you won't think about it. Winters laughed: "It should be this... I don't care, I'll dig a few shovels first!"

After a long journey, the Tiefeng County delegation had arrived in the deep part of the wasteland - also the heart of the Chihe tribe - the confluent river basin.

The group even camped outside Bianli City last night.

The revisiting of the old place made people who have personally experienced the [Battle of the Great Wilderness] feel moved.

Vahika seized the opportunity, half proud and half regretful to tell the recruits about the battle between Bian Li, but he brags about the Blood Wolf and blows himself.

As a symbol of the White Lion's palace and the Chihe tribe, Bian Li has been rebuilt.

The Triangle Fort on the east side, which was blown up to the sky by Winters, was restored again, and the dazzling color difference between the old and new walls was left silently reminding people how cruel that siege was.

According to Little Lion, the White Lion spent half of his time ruling affairs and meeting the envoys.

If the trip was not delayed, Winters should also meet with the White Lion in Bianli.

However, the white lion is not in the city at the moment. The little lion asked and found out that the big tent had left Bian Li three days ago and headed to the hunting ground.

When he learned that the big tent had been removed, the little lion was so anxious that he was about to cry, and he complained to Winters: "It means that the hunting ground is about to be encircled if he doesn't hurry up, he really can't catch up!"

Winters fully expressed his understanding of the little lion's anxiety.

The next day, he took a detour.

It’s not that Winters deliberately teased the little lion, he just wanted to confirm the location of the gold burial.

In the evening, the others were busy unloading their trucks and camping, Winters took Pierre and Charles away from the station on the grounds of hunting.

The three of them went upstream, first finding the ruins of the bridgehead, and then continued to search along the retreat route that night, and finally found this place that looked very "suspicious"

When he went down to the bottom of the valley, Charles couldn't help but be amazed: "You alone, Pierre and I can't dig until tomorrow! Why don't I go back and call some people?"

Winters rolled over and took out the shovel from his saddle bag: "Signed."

"Sign?" Charles was shocked: "Didn't Lieutenant Colonel Jeska say that leaving marks would be discovered, so didn't leave marks?"

Winters intersected Pierre, who shrugged.

Looking at the valley's import and exit, Winters roughly deduced the route the carriage was walking: "The mark on the surface may be exposed, so Captain Mason and I thought of a way. After hiding the Golden Man, we buried three more wooden stakes next to us.

...It should be half a foot below the soil layer."

So the three of them lined up in the flat valley where the carriage could pass, and kept turning up the soil with shovels.

"I don't know how Hailan is now." Shir said with a groan: "I don't know how Tiefeng County is now."

Winters asked casually: "How long have we left Tiefeng County?"

"About two and a half months?" Charles whispered for a long time, "Brother, how long will we go?"

"It's almost done, I should be able to catch up with the White Lion in a few days."

"Actually... many people don't understand now." Charles said hesitantly: "Why do we have to travel thousands of miles to participate in the Hudder hunt?"

Winters thought for a while, without answering directly, but asked another person beside him: "What do you think? Pierre."

Pierre was recovering from serious illness. After wielding the shovel for a while, he was sweating profusely. He wiped the sweat and asked, "Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

"Where did you learn this?" Winters laughed in anger.

Pierre also smiled and replied frankly: "Last time we met the Chihebu, we were still alive and dead, but this time we became their guests. To be honest, I can't accept it."

Winters stopped what he was doing: "Does other people think so?"

"Many fellow comrades think this way." Pierre said seriously: "Especially, you have just brought it out of Jiangbei Province and have never experienced the army of Langzhen, and they don't understand it."

Winters looked at the sunset and fell into silence.

Each member of the envoy was personally selected by Winters. To some extent, they were the subordinates that Winters trusted and valued the most.

If the members of the mission think so, then there is no need to say more about the attitudes of others.

"Your Excellency." Pierre took the initiative to break the silence: "Although I don't trust the Hudders, I believe you. I believe there is a good reason for you to choose to shake hands with Akagawa. I believe that others also want to do so.

The same. So you don't need to worry about it."

Winters sighed: "I should explain..."

"If you don't feel it's necessary to explain," Pierre said heavily, "then there is no need to explain."

After a moment of thinking, Winters had already considered it.

Winters breathed a long sigh and solemnly promised Pierre and Charles: "When the time is right, I will explain it carefully to everyone... Everyone has the right to know why they are fighting."

Pierre wanted to say something else, but he swallowed it all. Finally, he only said: "You just need to give orders."

"Okay." Winters' mouth curled slightly: "I have an order now."

"What order?" Charles asked in confusion.

"Continue to turn over the soil!"

In this way, the three of them rolled up the soil in the valley carpet until the bright moon hangs high.

Just as Winters began to question his memory uncontrollably, he heard Shire's exclamation again: "Here!"

Because Charles had used stones as stakes several times, Winters and Pierre reacted mediocrely: "It's the stone again?"

"No!" Charles' voice was so anxious that he pulled his fingers: "Wood! It's a wooden stake!"

"let me see!"

This time I was not wrong, it was indeed a wooden stake.

Winters stepped on the wooden stake with one foot, drew a circle with his own span as the radius, and used the wooden stake as the center of the circle: "Flip again! There must be two other wooden stakes in the circle."

With the encouragement of good news, Charles and Pierre acted quickly and found the other two wooden stakes in just two seconds.

At this moment, Winters was finally able to confirm that there were not only dirt and stones under his feet, but also two tons of gold.

Shire shouted excitedly: "I'll go back and find someone now!"

Pierre couldn't hide his joy.

Since gold was found, Winters' heartbeat was soothing.

"No!" Winters called Charles and ordered in contemplation: "Fill the soil back."

Charles widened his eyes in surprise: "Why? We brought all the cranes, isn't it just to dig out the golden man?"

Pierre was also a little puzzled: "Most of the strong people in the Chihe tribe have participated in the hunting. If you want to dig out the golden man without eye-catching attention, there should be no better time than now."

"You guys." Winters laughed in silence and taught the two helplessly: "Just think about how to dig it out! Don't think about how to take it back?"

"Didn't we bring a furnace and a bellows?" Charles replied with confidence: "Dig it out! Melt it out! Load it out! Pull it away!"

"It's just gold that melts out." Winters smiled and explained: "Before I negotiated the terms with the White Lion, the gold man is much more valuable than gold."

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[Wilderness, Hunting Ground]

The three-month-long hunt is about to come to a grand end, and even bystanders like Winters can't help but be excited.

Tens of thousands of hunters scattered across the world have gathered together again, and the sparsely populated wilderness suddenly becomes noisy.

The hunting teams are doing the same thing - driving the prey into the final hunting ground.

The more you reach the last moment, the more difficult it is to drive away beasts.

The hunting teams were originally separated by one side, but now they have entered each other's visual range.

Whenever other hunting teams were observed nearby, the hunters of the Evil Earth tribe would be careful.

The distance is too close!

Hunters must not only let their prey move, but also not let their prey be frightened.

Some hunting teams have cattle and sheep, while others have beasts. As long as they encounter it, it will be a disaster.

The panic of prey can also be contagious. If the hunting teams get too close, it is likely to cause a chain of collapse.

Therefore, Kuoshhachi would rather hold his troops without moving than walk side by side with other hunting teams.

Perhaps because of the premonition of the disaster, the antelope were crying and wandering, unwilling to move forward.

The hunters of the Evil Earth Tribe had to take more intense measures. All of them went out, pulled up ropes to surround the prey from three sides, kept roaring, knocking on iron tools and even simply forced the antelope flock to step by whip.

It was not until he witnessed the final scene of the Chihe tribe hunting that Winters truly understood what the Little Lion had said before - "The final hunting ground was set up at the beginning."

The final stage selected by the White Lion is a highland called [Qingqiu].

Standing in Qingqiu, looking around the fields, the empty plains are all within the reach of your eyes. Within a radius of dozens of miles, only Qingqiu stands alone.

Above the green hills, there is a magnificent palace tent of the white lion, and a large blue ponytail flap fluttering in the wind.
To be continued...