C243 The Last Tribe

In a relatively weak tribe, a child from Jin Nation, whose face was covered in frost, was working hard to feed his own horse. If the little horse in his family could survive this time, his family's life would be much better.

At this moment, a burly middle-aged man walked out of the tent. When he saw his son's tired face, he said with a slight heartache, "Amu, go back to the tent early