Chapter 675: Alan the Eagle Shooter

There was no sound in the big tent, as if it was silence coming from deep within. Alan lowered his head, his face expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, she touched the dagger at her waist, held out her chest firmly, and answered loudly.

"The eagle in the wilderness never stays in the jungle. It belongs to the high and vast sky. I don't want to get married, and I don't want to get pregnant and give birth to children for others. I am the best hunter in the tribe and I want to run in the wilderness. Shoot the bravest wolf! I want to lead thousands of warriors to conquer all powerful enemies like you!”

"Besides, Dad, aren't you married? Aren't you, the old chief, either? An outstanding warrior and an excellent leader, but marriage has nothing to do with it!"

"O eagle of the wilderness, belongs in the sky like me."

Looking at his stubborn daughter and listening to the other party's words, Amosi's eyelids jumped. He rubbed his face, feeling both relieved and a little anxious. After a while, Amosi forced a smile.

"Alan, I'm very happy that you have such an ambition. The life in the wilderness is chaotic, the repeated cold waves and cruel migrations have swallowed up many tribes. Grandpa Kakaro and my father are not not married, but It’s my wife and children who died. Over the years, the tribe has been running on the edge of death and has no time to think about it. But now, we have settled down and no longer need to worry about life and death.”

Speaking of this, Amosi's eyes flashed and he decided to move people with his love. His face showed vicissitudes of life and sadness, and his words became sad.

"Alan, our Red Crow tribe, after these years of suffering, has never been stronger! However, I only have one daughter, you, and the population is too thin. The men who fought hard in the wilderness will leave traces on their bodies. Hidden danger. Dad, I am already old. I don’t know when I will die suddenly. My biggest wish now is to get married and have children."

"Stop it!"

Alan reached out his hand and covered Amosi's mouth. She frowned, thought for a moment, and answered in a deep voice.

"Dad, the tribe has settled down and everything is getting better. We, father and daughter, depend on each other, just like the big cactus in the wilderness. The big cactus takes root silently on the hills, never afraid of hardship and cold, but if we put them If planted on a humid and warm seaside, the root system will be damaged. So, you can’t expect me to get married and have children, that’s not my ambition!”

"Well, but, Dad, you can marry again! There are so many women in Vastek, you can marry a few more! I also want to have brothers and sisters, you can have a few more!"

"Ah! I'm so pissed! I'm so angry!"

Veins popped up on Amosi's forehead. He raised his palm, slapped it over, and hit Alan's head several times. Alan quickly dodged and jumped up on the spot, as agile as a lynx. She touched her head. Dad didn't use too much force, so it didn't hurt much.

"Haha! Dad, your skills seem to be slower. You are indeed old. Otherwise, we can go to the school field tomorrow and test our spear skills."

Alan's movements are vigorous and heroic. While she was smiling confidently, there was wind at her feet and she was about to escape from the tent.

"Alan, come back here."

Amosi lowered his face and spoke in a low voice. Alan paused on the spot, looked at his serious father, and listened with his ears raised.

"My daughter, what kind of man can fall into your eyes? You have to tell me an answer. You can't always prevaricate like this."

Hearing such words, Alan's expression changed. She turned around, her back to her father, and looked at the sky outside the tent, where a mountain eagle was flying very high.

"Dad, I want to be a tall mountain eagle and go to the most dangerous mountaintop in the wilderness. Only by flying to the same height as me and catching me can he become my man! So, he must be the best. hero!"

"Either he can lead a powerful army and defeat us, leaving us unable to escape. Or, he has unparalleled archery skills and can overwhelm me and convince me. Or."

Having said this, Alan paused, and a rare tenderness flashed in his eyes. She subconsciously touched the dagger at her waist and said one last thing.

"Either he has to make me fall in love with him and never forget him!"

After saying that, Alan opened the tent door and left without looking back, carrying the big bow on his back. Amosi stared at his daughter's back, and after a while, he let out a long sigh.

"My mountain eagle, you will spread your wings and fly higher than the red crow!"

A few days later, the Red Crow tribe went out in force. Alan was wearing leather armor and feathers on his head, standing on a high hill. She looked around at the two thousand warriors at the foot of the hill, as well as the first batch of migrating tribesmen, and her heart surged, like an eagle spreading its wings for the first time. The warriors of the Red Crow tribe were all looking at the most beautiful hunter in the tribe, waiting for her orders.

Alan didn't speak, just waited quietly, even his breathing became longer. It wasn't until several geese flying north in a group that she suddenly raised her big bow, held three feather arrows, and shot them into the air like lightning!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The three arrows were shot out one after another, with a roar of death, extremely precise, and shot in different directions! Two mournful cries were heard in the sky, and the geese dispersed in panic. In the shocked eyes of the Red Crow warriors, three geese hit by arrows fell from the sky, two were shot in the torso, and one was shot through the neck!

Shoot three arrows quickly, and the arrows hit the flying geese. The most important shooting skill among all the tribes in Guakili. Seeing such a magical shot, the hills were silent for a moment.

Alan raised his mouth, raised his head, and raised his bow high. A moment later, deafening cheers suddenly broke out under the hill, drowning the entire sky.

"Roar! Roar! Sharpshooter, Sharpshooter Alan! The one who shoots geese. The one who shoots eagles"

Soon, five hundred Red Crow warriors, five hundred spear militiamen, and one thousand warriors from various tribes all raised their spears and cheered enthusiastically. They looked up at the proud, confident, and radiant female leader, with excited expressions and shouting at the top of their lungs.

After a while, Alan lowered her arms proudly. Her face flushed, her eyes shone, and her calves trembled slightly. She held the bow tightly, looked at the tribe that belonged to her, and was happy in her heart, and declared loudly.

"From today on! I am your leader, Eagle Shooter Alan! You must obey my orders, and I will lead you to victory and wealth!"

Listening to Alan's announcement, the tribal warriors were quiet for a moment, and then cheered softly again. They believed in Chief Amosi and his daughter. They were in awe of Alan's archery skills, and respected her courage and beauty. And all this was the starting point of Alan's journey.

Alan looked around at everyone with a bright smile on her face. She had no distractions in her mind, only a high-spirited fighting spirit, commanding everyone and turning into a shout.

"Let's go, follow me north! Warrior Lake is the new land of Red Crow!"