Chapter 1200: Dividing the Elephant Corpses

To attack those savages to the west is, for Baifeng, a task without any pressure; there is no God at this time, and naturally there would be no Scourge of God, though Baifeng himself would not mind becoming God.

However, Baifeng does not yet know that one Strong Crossbow has already been destroyed; in Huaxia, the value of a Strong Crossbow is higher than dozens or even hundreds of catties of Bombs.

After all, as long as there are raw materials, Bombs can be made very quickly, and the current difficulty for Huaxia to obtain raw materials is not particularly high; it is quite easy, and in a year, just in Sulfur alone, they can haul in two Large Ships, and Huaxia has already stockpiled enough.

But the Strong Crossbow is different; the Ministry of Works would dawdle and drag out the schedule for a year before they might make one, and now they are not even making them anymore because there are too many things to do, and the Strong Crossbow cannot be scheduled.

After receiving a signal from Shaoyin, several Soldiers headed toward the direction of the main force, carrying the parts of the Strong Crossbow that could still be used, as well as the metal components; they must see the person if alive or the corpse if dead, and such precious items are the same.

In Huaxia City, as long as a standard-issue Weapon is lost, it must be found; if it cannot be found, the departure is directly delayed, and if it is broken, such as shattered or snapped, the fragments must also be collected and handed over before a new one can be exchanged.

The Crossbow is already like this, so only the metal components can be removed; it does not matter if the wooden parts are lost.

When those Soldiers passed by the fire, they spontaneously found a piece of firewood and threw it into the fire; this has already become a special funeral rite in Huaxia, where during cremation, friends and family all throw a piece of wood in.

However, this is only in the army; after all, Huaxia is popular for burial in the ground, and absolutely no one would choose cremation; not to mention that burning is troublesome, it is also particularly smelly, so who would want to? The army doing this is just to make it easier to bring the Soldiers' ashes back to Paris; if they were not burned and had to be buried in the ground, they would never be able to return home.

Because they had prey, Xuanyuan and the others directly chose to camp on the spot, preparing to have a good meal before leaving; they had been here for so long, and everyone had not had a good, unrestrained meal of meat, and this time with such large elephants and in such large numbers, for so many of them, it was completely enough to eat.

It could even be said that two elephants were enough for their ten thousand or so people to eat; a piece of meat the size of a fist per person was enough for them to satisfy their cravings, and drinking some meat soup could be called quite comfortable.

A Soldier trotted up to Xiong, and when Xiong saw the objects they were holding in their hands, he had some bad premonitions.

"How is it, was the hunt successful?"

The Soldier who had been chased before said that he did not know if the hunt was successful or not, because the elephant chased him too fiercely, and he did not dare to look back, so Xiong and Xuanyuan and the others were all very curious.

"Reporting to the Marshal! It was successful, twenty-three elephants in total, big and small, were all taken down! We are now preparing to start butchering the meat!"

Xiong and Xuanyuan were both beaming with joy, and Xiong pointed with a smile at the objects in the Soldier's hand: "What is this? It looks so familiar."

The Soldier said a bit dejectedly: "Marshal, these are parts of our Strong Crossbow; one Strong Crossbow was destroyed by a crazed elephant, and we also had a Soldier who, in order to protect another Strong Crossbow, was also killed by that elephant; he is currently undergoing cremation."

The corners of Xiong's mouth immediately dropped; he looked at the black smoke in that direction, only now realizing that it was the burning of his own Soldier.

"Ah, is that so? No one else was injured or killed, right?"

The Soldier hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, just him; there would have been no problem originally, but he saw the elephant destroying the Strong Crossbow, so he went to protect the Strong Crossbow, which is why he was trampled to death."

"Understood; when the time comes, have Shaoyin record his name; these are all Martyrs. As for the parts, put them down, collect them well and bring them back, and see if the people at the Ministry of Works can still find a way to assemble another one."

The Soldier immediately handed the parts to the person taking over and then said: "Marshal, we still need to come and get the carts to load the meat; there is too much meat, we cannot carry it all over. Also, get some more Bamboo Tubes, Basins, and such to hold the elephant blood; there is too much elephant blood, I feel it cannot be wasted."

"Fine, Logistics Chief! Come over quickly and make arrangements!"

Xiong turned his head again and said to Xuanyuan: "Tribal Chief Xuanyuan, you also arrange some more people to go over together to retrieve the meat; I don't know how long our few people will have to work."

Xuanyuan nodded with a smile: "Send two more teams; those who should cut meat, cut meat; those who should work, work. Hurry, hurry, tonight we eat meat!"

Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

The Soldiers of the Xuanyuan Tribe roared happily, and then a large crowd surged out like the wind, scrambling to get to the place where the elephants were captured; they could also be said to be anxious to see what the meat they were about to eat looked like.

The carts and items were brought over, and the people of Huaxia began to collect the blood; some blood on the elephants had not completely drained, so they could collect a bit more.

But the bulk of it had already flowed into the ground, so they could only use Bamboo Tubes to scoop it up from the ground bit by bit, picking the clean parts to scoop; in the end, they could not scoop out much blood, and now it was already almost coagulated. After going back, they would immediately use boiling water plus salt, and if they could have some other spices, add them into the water, cut the blood into blocks and pour them in, and quickly blanch them until cooked—that could be called delicious.

Of course, this was limited to the blood they had eaten; they felt it was all delicious. They had tried pig blood and cow blood, and making them into noodles was the best; using blood to knead the dough, duck blood was delicious when blanched, and chicken blood was just so-so.

They had not tasted elephant blood, so they did not know yet; perhaps it would be delicious.

The meat also began to be divided; the Children Knife used when killing cows and sheep was used now, but with one stroke, it had not even finished cutting through the skin, so they had to use the large Knives of Huaxia; the Knives of Huaxia were useful at this time.

But because they had gone through the baptism of war, many small nicks could now be seen on the Knives, and the Soldiers were all waiting to exchange for new ones after returning to Huaxia.

Once the abdominal cavity of an elephant was sliced open, the internal organs all flowed out with a splash; it was extremely fishy, and the large birds in the Heaven were already a bit impatient.

"Take down the heart, liver, kidneys, and lungs; throw away the intestines and stomach."

"Wow, the feces inside this stomach are almost bigger than me; this is truly amazing. If it drops a pile of feces, will it smash me to death?"

"I don't know, I've never seen an elephant defecate either..."

"Hey, stop playing, it's so smelly; hurry up and take it far away to throw it. By the way, throw it there; let's see if we can attract something, and then we can hunt it and add another meal."

"Aren't there large birds there? Shoot them!"

"Cannot shoot; those birds eat rotten meat, their meat cannot be eaten."

A group of people, regardless of tribe, surrounded the elephant carcasses, covered in blood, holding Knives and dividing them.