Chronicles of Primordial Wars

At the end of the rainy season, many of the river's creatures left, most commonly cannibals, and, of course, small fish that could eat giant fish directly into the air and occasionally threaten the hull.

The threat in the river Shao Xuan has already told them, this time there are many people, and Shao Xuan is not the only paddler.

Still, as we did last year, we borrowed sails, paddles, and chirped pull forward.

With the last experience, Shao Xuan has psychological preparations for what to pay attention to this time. Especially in the event of invisible air pressure falling in the air, preparations are also made well in advance.

Ready, but not overly curious, a mind to move forward, overall, still going smoothly.

However, once again sailing from this river, Shao Xuan always had a strange feeling that he couldn't tell why, always felt that the boat should have traveled faster.

Though I can't figure out what that feeling really is, it's not really a sense of crisis. Shao Xuan doesn't understand it or think about it anymore. I'll still keep this question in mind and think about it when I have time.

And for the flaming people, no matter what the trouble is around them, all they know is that the Flaming Horn tribe is on the other side of the river, that's enough.

And when Shao Xuan sailed on the river, the unrest in the Flaming Horn tribe, which began in the rainy season, had not subsided, especially after the end of the rainy season.

“Mike, do you think Xuan will come back?” Langa asked, playing with the stones that had just been polished.

“I don't know.” Mac tidied up his hunting tools, "he said.

“The witch said Xuan has arrived. Do you think Xuan will play there for a few years and come back?” Langa asked again.

Mac was unanswered this time, and none of them knew what was happening on the other side of the river.

Mac's silence did not shut Langa up, but continued to speak to himself: “What are the people of the other tribes like? If Xuan returns safely this time, can we go to the other side of the river like him next year? ”

This is not just what Langa thinks, Langa thinks, it's what most people in the tribe think.

How much has changed in the course of the year? Just think about it and you'll see. Even the two leaders, who had always disagreed, rarely set aside their contradictions.

In the past, there would have been a hunt after the rainy season, but neither of the big leaders was in the mood to take the team out this year, and the witches and chiefs agreed to allow it.

Everyday, people roam the banks of the river, and there are many more.

Continuous sunny weather after the rainy season was supposed to be a good day for hunting and sunbathing, but ignoring adults and children, whether up or down the mountain, are now not willing to do anything else, staring at the river whenever they have time.

Day after day, the river has begun to fall.

“Can Xuan come back or not? ”

“Forget about playing over there, huh? ”

“Stop talking nonsense! ”

Once the river begins to land, it will only land faster a day later.

Hurry up!

They had no idea how long it was going to take to walk on the river, and they were anxious to see it fall every day. From the end of the rainy season to the full moon, Shao Xuan will be able to come back for a while.

There is a fish grill on the banks of the river, watching a fish grill escape from the river, and the amount of people eating one lap a day walking to the banks of the river has decreased, and they have lost a lap for a few days.

On this day, the mud and sand exposed on the river surface, each day two big heads wandering to the river looked at each other, each sighed a long sigh and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

The bigger the hope, the bigger the disappointment, they already think Shao Xuan won't be back this year, so wait another year?

A year ago, I didn't feel it, but now I feel like an elder.

Sighing, he was poking at the sand boringly, his eyes staring at the river, and then suddenly suddenly suddenly, he stood up and stared at the river in the distance.

Ta and Qi saw this kind of smoking, his heart trembled, and he couldn't think of anything else, and he hurriedly looked to the river far away.

The sun is a little dazzling, the ripples of the river reflect golden light, and further afield, where the river intersects the sky, a little blurry, but this does not prevent the tower and the little black dot that appears where the water sky intersects.

“Is it... is it Xuan?” The voice of the tower was shaky. Once, he really didn't like Shao Xuan very much, but since he knew more, he also understood that if the tribe could go out, it would depend on Shao Xuan, and his attitude towards Shao Xuan would naturally change, and he had unprecedented expectations.

And because there was so much hope, the tower was hesitant and unbelievable at first sight of the black dots appearing on the river.

“Yes, it must be Xuan! ”

“Who else could he have? ”

“Boss, it must be him! ”

Everyone who stood next to the tower, such as the junkie, answered.

The tower did not pay attention, but looked to return, waiting for the answer to return.

I stared dead at the river, waiting for that black spot to get closer and closer. I went back to my tight face, my muscles trembled and my eyes were ecstatic, "Yes! Look at the sky! ”

Sky, there's a shadow.

“Is that a chirp?! ”

“Ha! Ha! ”

He laughed loudly, took the wooden whistle, took a deep breath, and blew it hard.

A wooden whistle with a bird-screaming crisp sound in the mountains and the sound was extremely harsh at this time, but the tribes who heard the whistle did not find it ugly at all. Because it's coming from people on the shore, and the sound of it means that what they were hoping for could happen on the river.

The whistle just hurried and stopped, not wanting to keep blowing, but he pushed too hard and the wood whistle broke.

The whistles blow up, and you can see the excitement of the moment.

The witch said that as long as Shao Xuan came back, everything they thought and everything was hopeful.

For thousands of years, what our ancestors had hoped for, they were about to finish.

“ ——”

A long eagle burst through the sky and spread to the tribe.

Caesar didn't wait for old man to put his leg on his back and ran off to the riverbank, leaving old man alone to look at Caesar's back and shake his cane vigorously, but the face was not angry, red eyes, showing joy.

“Roar--”

The mountain waist and the one on the hill, rarely heard the disappearing voice for a year, and yelled.

The shadow of a witch standing at the top of the mountain swung straight from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, more excited than when it was heard that the remains of her ancestors had been recovered.

For a year now, every day during this year, the witch wondered what would happen if Shao Xuan succeeded and what would happen if he failed.

Witches are under tremendous pressure, and in just one year, they look older.

Soon, a large number of people gathered on the banks of the river were more solemn than when the hunting team returned. Almost all those who could walk were concentrated on the banks of the river. Those who could not walk or were injured were allowed to turn their backs.

Naturally at the forefront are witches and chiefs, big leaders and some heavily spoken old men on the mountains, the only place where no one dares to crowd.

As for the rest of the river bank, everyone wants to stand in front of it. The helpless position is limited and can only be squeezed by strength.

Even Shao Xuan and Langa originally made the fish grille full of people, like the ring stage, anyone who wants to go up again has to rely on strength.

It's hard to figure out how to squeeze these big, big, big, big, big, big guys on those stone columns that are much thinner than they are.

“Hey, don't squeeze, don't squeeze! ”

“Squeeze what! Get in the back! ”

“Don't squeeze, squeeze me and beat me to death...”

The person who stood in front of the riverbank felt pushed hard behind him and turned his head to yell at him, but when he saw Caesar taller than him, he swallowed the words back and moved away automatically.

Can you stay out of the way? Without Caesar's teeth, if you don't step aside, you'll be bitten and thrown away.

Shao Xuan also saw the people on the bank of the river, standing at the bow waved his hand and shouted over there: “I'm back! ”

“Ow--”

Caesar howled and squeezed away some of the people next to him. He was so excited that he would have gone into the water if it had not been for too many uncertainties in the river.

“So... is that... our tribe?” A few people pounded in their hearts. The five words "our tribe” are almost life-changing for them.

They can feel the affinity coming from over there, before they see the land here, the affinity that belongs to the fire, the strong feeling that the blood in their bodies can't help but boil.

And now, seeing those people on the banks of the river, who have been sailing on the river for so long, who have been weak a lot, feels so full of strength at this moment.

That's our tribe!

Flashing with wooden paddles, they were going to paddle again, and while they were pulling the boat, they just wanted to be faster and closer to it now.

The same idea was in flames, and several people were planning to paddle again to hear the sound of broken water coming from behind the boat.

They've heard it many times on their voyage, it's the sound of fish leaping out of the water, and judging by the sound of the water, it's a big fish.

The hearts of several people burn in the same place.

This situation on the surface of the water was solved by Shao Xuan and Xiao Xuan, but Shao Xuan is standing on the bow at this moment, and Shao Xuan does not seem to have any intention of turning around to help.

The shadow was getting closer and closer, and he turned his head, and he saw a bigger scale on the fish than the palm of his hand, as well as the dense, numb, cannibal teeth in the mouth of the fish.

If no action is taken to allow the fish to fall directly, the nearest flames and flames will be eaten directly into the mouth and smashed onto the boat, which may also result in the boat being crushed.

The fish is getting closer and closer, and the smell of the fish can even be clearly smelled.

That's it. Is this where the fish are buried?

The flames and flashes feel cold on the hands and feet, holding only the oars and trying their best, although they all know that with their strength, there is no comparison to this big fish.

However, before waiting for the flaming and scintillating action, the next moment, they felt the void coming from the riverbank, killing and the cold strong wind quickly sweeping through their exposed skin, almost sweeping out their goosebumps.

Whoops!

A slender, thick spear, a long, short stone knife, shot from the flames and flames, nailed to the fish.

Pfft!

Blood splashes all over the room.