Chapter 44 (2/2)

At this time, the stone bear, who was guarding the bison alone, heard a series of noises in the grass. Just as he picked up the heavy bone spear in his hand and was ready to throw it out, a small ox's head came out of the grass.

This is actually a calf, and judging from its size, it is estimated to be five or six months old at most.

Obviously, this calf is the child of this bison. He didn't know that his mother was captured by the hateful bipedal monster. He probably just smelled the smell of his mother's penis, and then came running quietly.

When she saw her child running over, the bison struggled violently again, and her mouth was still ”moo moo”.

The calf didn't know what was going on in front of her. She just kept licking her mother. It seemed to wonder why her mother didn't stand up

The female Bison's struggle may have exhausted the little strength she had just accumulated, but she still couldn't get rid of the fishing net outside. In the end, the bison could only admit her life again and stopped struggling, only uttered a reluctant cry.

The calf looks up at the stone bear, then plunges his head into his mother's arms and begins to milk

Damn, is this Bison willing to buy one for free?

The scene in front of him made the stone bear feel happy at first, and then he became sour. But at last, he put the last fishing net in his hand on the calf.

No way, compared with the development of the tribe, compared with the future, the cow and son can only be sacrificed.

Anyway, it's not to kill them, it's just to take them back to the tribe and let them live in a different environment. And the tribe is safer than the dangerous wild. Although they will be enslaved by the tribe, they will survive.

The stone bear tied the calf's four legs with a rope and thought about it in his heart.

Wolf tail with a group of soldiers pulling the plow back to see the calf, immediately happy.

As a senior soldier, the scene immediately made him understand what was going on. In fact, when the tribes used to hunt bison, they often saw this situation. After the cow is killed, the calf will still follow, and then the soldiers will get another calf.

Wolf tail did not say a word, raised the bone spear in his hand, ready to end the calf's life, but his raised right hand did not fall, his wrist was grasped by the powerful hand of the stone bear.

”Wolf tail, this calf can't be killed. Keep it. When we grow up, there will be another animal in our tribe.” Stone bear said with a smile, but the tone is full of unquestionable affirmation.

Wolf tail tried to struggle for a while, but found that his right hand seemed to be pressed down by a big tree with thick arms, motionless.

The wolf tail's face changed slightly and finally nodded.

Stone bear released his hand and said in a loud voice, ”go, let's pull these two bison back to the tribe.”