These Barbarians were already familiar with this. They arranged for people to collect the spoils of war while tying the goblins up. As expected, this goblin tribe did not have much wealth. There were only a few metal weapons. Other than the goblin slaves, there was basically no additional income.
After a simple rest, the team was split into two. One group of Barbarians escorted the two hundred goblin slaves back to the camp, while Suhlen led a few other Barbarians to continue patrolling the area.
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The army passed through the forest and advanced toward the northeast. A rolling mountain appeared in the distant horizon. The huge mountain range was like a giant beast that stretched across the land. That was the Kandarll Mountains. The Whitewater River that flowed through the territory originated from this mountain range.
The wilderness in autumn was a little dilapidated. The plants had begun to turn yellow. The animals that needed to hibernate had begun to store fat for themselves to survive the winter. This was also the season when animals were at their fattest. Suhlen found a place with a wide view and ordered the army to rest and prepare for dinner. A Barbarian Warrior hunted an antelope nearby.
These Barbarian Warriors used to be hunters in the wilderness. Hunting an antelope was a piece of cake. Soon, after a simple preparation, a Warrior began to roast the antelope.
"Boss, boss, about five kilometers to the east, we found a herd of wild cows." Just as Suhlen was about to cut the meat, a Barbarian who was sent out to investigate ran back and reported.
"Herd of wild cows? How many are there? " Hearing that there was a herd of wild cows, Suhlen did not care about roasting the meat. He threw the meat to a Barbarian Warrior beside him and reached out to grab the Barbarian who had reported the situation.
"Very big, a very big herd." The Barbarian was not very sensitive to numbers. He drew a big circle in front of him with his hands.
"Are there as many of them as the goblin tribe we just wiped out?" Suhlen asked as he took the meat from the soldier behind him and passed it to the Warrior.
After taking the meat, the Warrior took a few big bites and said, "Not as many as the goblins, about half of them. They should be preparing to migrate. "
"Less than half." Suhlen's eyes lit up, but he kept calculating in his heart. A small half meant about a hundred bison. A hundred bison was not a small number. No matter if he caught them to eat meat or use them for farming, these bison could not be let go.
Right now, the territory was planning to cultivate 5000 mu of land. Although they had put in a lot of effort, the progress was still slow. If they had oxen, the 5000 mu of land could be cultivated in a few days. Moreover, in the coming year, they could cultivate more land.
"Everyone, hurry up and eat. We'll gather in ten minutes." Thinking of this, Suhlen immediately said. He was ready to catch all the bison immediately. After all, these bison had legs. If he was late, who knew where they would run to?
Soon, all the barbarian warriors had finished their preparations, and Suhlen rushed towards the direction of the herd under the lead of the soldier. There were both cattle plowing and horse plowing in this world. Horse plowing was faster while cattle plowing was slower. Both had their advantages and disadvantages.
The group quickly moved towards the northeast line of defense. After about 15 minutes, Suhlen and his men arrived at the location that the scout had mentioned. It was a high slope with a wide field of vision. The surrounding environment was unobstructed. Below the slope was a plain, and the herd of bison was leisurely grazing on the plains.
There were a lot of bison. Suhlen counted at least 130. Such a large herd of bison was rare in the wilderness. Although bison were ordinary beasts, they were more ferocious. These animals could weigh up to a ton and were at least three meters long. They also had a pair of curved and sharp horns on their heads. At first glance, one could tell that they were very lethal.
These bison were also herd animals, which made them even more dangerous. More than 100 bison that weighed more than a ton charged together like thunder. The consequences of their charge were no less than the charge of the empire's heavy cavalry.
"There are so many bison. We can't let any of them go!" Suhlen said excitedly. With these bison, the reclamation of the territory could be sped up.
The barbarians were very experienced in taming bison. After all, when they lived in the wilderness, their tribes had reared many bison. Now that they were here to catch bison, this was their old profession.
Because he was worried that the herd would scatter, Suhlen prepared to catch the leader of the herd. He spread out his men and let the barbarians form a circle around the herd. Then, Suhlen personally went to catch the leader of the herd.
In fact, it wasn't difficult to distinguish the leader of the herd. The strongest one was the leader. Suhlen stood on the high hill and scanned the area, trying to find the leader. After a few rounds of observation, Suhlen finally confirmed the leader of the herd.
As he approached the herd, the bison that were grazing were very alert to Suhlen's arrival. A few of them were even ready to charge at Suhlen and knock him away at any time. They mooed a few times at Suhlen, then pointed their horns at Suhlen and kicked their front hooves back and forth a few times. Suhlen didn't care about these bison's provocation. He walked toward the herd without any hesitation.
Seeing that Suhlen ignored their warning, a few of the bad-tempered male bison charged at Suhlen. In the end, Suhlen punched them in the head and knocked them out. Since he wanted to catch these bison for farming, he naturally couldn't use too much strength. What if he killed them?
After knocking out these bison, Suhlen didn't stop at all. He quickly rushed toward the leader of the herd. The leader of the herd didn't show any signs of weakness. He also rushed toward Suhlen.
As the leader, this bison was even bigger. It was more than three meters long and had a lot of followers behind it. Unfortunately, it met Suhlen. Before it could show its strength, it was knocked down by Suhlen.
Shaking its head, the leader stood up shakily. As soon as it stood up, Suhlen jumped on its back. After realizing that there was someone on its back, the leader tried to throw Suhlen off. However, no matter how hard it tried, Suhlen sat firmly on its back.
In the end, the leader of the herd was exhausted and couldn't throw Suhlen off. It could only bow its head and admit defeat to Suhlen.
After successfully taming the leader of the herd, the remaining hundred or so bison were no longer a problem. The leader mooed a few times at the herd, and the originally restless herd calmed down. Then, Suhlen rode the leader of the herd and led them toward the territory. The other barbarians followed on his left and right. The hundred or so bison running gave off an unstoppable momentum.
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