Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The chief and the witch say to dig a large pool, everyone digs hard, the hunting fighters go out, there are people left in the tribe to dig, some people with legs and feet inconvenience will go to help, and many women in the tribe who have not been able to awaken the power of totem will go to help.

By the time Shao Xuan returned to the tribe after the first hunt, more than 400 flat pits had been dug there and were continuing.

Down the hill, some kids from the cave are helping to cook glue.

A 20-metre-long wooden boat was resting there and several people were busy filling the seams.

It was just the first ship they tested, and there were two bigger boats next to it, but they weren't finished.

Shao Xuan picked up the tools and went to help.

“How's it going?” Shao Xuan asked.

“Before the rainy season, all three ships can be built and the three ships can be tried first.” If they succeed, they try something bigger.

As the witch said, the boat was built, but those concerned with the whole tribe had to pass the quality, otherwise they would go halfway there and get hit twice by the fish in the river and the water would leak, and they couldn't cry.

“How did the hunt go?” The horn next to me couldn't help but come and ask.

“It's okay.” Shao Xuan is following the advance team to the green area this time. This time, another cocktail plant was found in the green area, and a lot of prey was hunted along the way, and the harvest was satisfactory.

“We're going hunting too.” The Horn Noon said.

“Yeah, but next time.” Shao Xuando.

A few of them are like most of the new fighters. The first two times they won't follow, the third time they go out with the team. However, because of the special nature of the few, they will definitely send someone to protect them.

“We'll leave it to you when we leave.” Flaming against Shao Xuando.

“Don't worry. ”

The hunting time of the flaming couple and Shao Xuan is staggered, so as to ensure that everyone watches every boat building and gives it to others, they are not comfortable.

The Flaming Horn tribe dug a pit and directly dug a lake. Even if the fleet of the Longboat tribe had plenty of room in it, the lake diggers were not big enough. If they were not surrounded by mountains, they would dig another one.

During the rainy season, water storage begins, and when the rainy season is over, when there are no wood-eating insects in the river, the water is brought in.

From the lake to the river, a watercourse nearly 10 metres wide was dug, which allowed boats in the lake to go directly into the river.

Under Shao Xuan's advice and guidance, a gate was built near the estuary and will remain open for all but a while after the rainy season.

“The lakes and waterways are dug up, waiting for the rainy season.” Rainy season precipitation and diversion of water from the river will fill the lake with water.

“Unfortunately, this year, we can't go back.” Langa looked at the dug lakes and waterways and said, "If it weren't for the bugs in the river, we wouldn't have had to dig the lakes so hard, just put the boat in the river and try it. ”

“There's no way, wait for next year, next year should be fine. ”

While the Horn Tribes were busy living, the other side of the river, the Horn Tribes' homeland, the Wesen Mountains, the Chiefs of the Banshi Tribes, took a lot of people there.

This time he brought with him nearly a third of all the fighters of the tribe, who had been damaged in the mountain forests by a variety of vicious beasts and dangerous plants, but eventually found the home of the Flaming Horn tribe.

Scrape open the moss and vines on the stone with a knife, and look at the engraved words on the stone with the bloody beast stone collar and gently read: "Flaming horn? ”

Then he hummed and said to the witch who walked beside him, "Is that your concern? This long-defunct tribe? ”

All stone witches don't speak.

With a smile on his face, he became stunned and punched into a big stone engraved with words.

Boom!

On a hard rock, a hole with a big fist appeared, and the rock, which had stood steady on the ground, was knocked down by this big force and rolled away.

Instead of looking at the rocks that rolled away, he continued to carry people forward.

Soon they arrived at the ruins.

From an early age, the Banshi tribe knew that there was a tribe here. However, the tribe disappeared, leaving only a piece of rubble behind. Later, the incoming leaders did not care about this rubble in the mountain forest, and because of the growing outward expansion of the mountain forest, it became more dangerous near the rubble, so they rarely went back inside.

This rubble is a record of the past events of tremendous change in heaven and earth, and the tribes that inhabited it have long since ceased to be glorious, no one left behind, and everyone has acquiesced in their annihilation.

Although it is already a time of plenty of grass and life in the surrounding mountain forests, every person standing in front of this rubble can always feel a chill, like an old man, lifting his shelter and revealing a scarred body.

Glory is good, shame is good, that was a thousand years ago, except for the people of the Flaming Horn tribe, no one else has that deep emotion.

Just like the Masonry people standing here, in addition to the slightly unknown emotions they had when they first met this ruin, they wondered if there were any precious items left behind.

Chief Wanshi stared at the six visible marks on the ground, his eyes squinting dangerously.

“Is this a sign of sacrifice?” Pointing to the six lines that seem to have burned, ask the witch. Though he was not familiar with this method of sacrifice, he could also see that it was like a trace of a sacrificial ceremony in another tribe. Each tribe has its own sacrificial style.

“Should be," the witch said.

“Should?”

Witten said, “I didn't feel a spark here. ”

“Of course there are no sparks here! This tribe is long gone!” A loud voice.

But without sparks, why is there spark suppression?

The appearance of spark suppression suggests that another tribe is stronger than they are.

Wasn't that the big, extinct tribe back then, was it the conspiracy of the other tribes in the centre?

Their Banshi tribe repeatedly sought trouble from the Lu tribe and was warned several times by several large tribes in the centre.

Is there a sacrifice-like event here deliberately to frighten them of the Masons? Maybe those guys in the middle did the same thing before! I was so desperate. After all, no one but them could get past themselves and create a situation of spark suppression.

The more you think about it, the more likely you are, the more likely you are to call someone.

“Destroy everything around you! Totally destroyed! Especially here!” Pointed pointing to the center of the six traces, "these are all dug up! Don't let me see this again! ”

Though he felt it was the work of the old guys in the middle, he didn't feel good about it, especially the tall columns that were erected, as if they were laughing at the Banshi tribe. Although it was one of the strong ones in the middle, it was weaker than the other big tribes, and the spark suppressed them.

“This, too! ”

There's nothing he can do with the old guys in the middle. Can't he do with these stone ruins here?! It's useless to keep these things anyway. The tribes are gone. What's the point of these stones? Looks obstructed.

In the mountain forest, with a sound, the stone columns erected there by the high heights that Shao Xuan once stood on, fell.

Not only that, but still unsatisfied looking at the falling stone pillar, it caused the stone pillar to be broken into pieces, and many holes were cut in the broken pillar. The painting engraved on the stone pillar was also more blurred, with almost no complete pattern visible.

The surrounding ruins, also more crippled, some half-collapsed stone houses, all fell down, large slabs were knocked into small pieces, and small pieces were thrown away in various directions.

The stones were better, and they were dug away.

Originally, the fire pond had been dug into a large and small pit, completely missing what Shao Xuan had seen when he first arrived.

The trees were cut, the grass was dug, the whole place was almost lifted up and changed.

Looking at the final result, he was very satisfied and laughed and set a fire in the woods. Burn the things that get in the way, maybe, burn them down, and nobody comes here to make trouble anymore. It's best to burn down all the woods on this side, but it's not possible, there are more pools nearby, and there are beasts. Wesen, some of them know how to put out fires.

It's a shame, but you can't burn them all. Otherwise, push all the beasts out here, and they'll be the first to suffer.

Even if it can't be completely burned, it can make him feel better. He likes to destroy and feels like destroying with his own hands, which is incredibly easy.

“Go!” he looked at the burning fire and the smoke and shouted.

This season, in this place, fires are spreading at a slow pace, many species of trees around them are not easy to ignite, there is not much wind today, and they are given ample time to leave.

Though many people were folded into the mountains this time, I felt that this trip was worth it and removed a heart attack.

“Look what the old guys have left!” He said.

Though he admitted from the bottom of his heart that the old strong ones were stronger than their Masonry tribes, he wasn't afraid, and strong wasn't much? Those tribes, they can't all fight the Banshi tribe, can they?

The sky began to drop a drop of rain.

The heavier the rain, the less easy it was to burn, and the more it went out. Lifting smoke was also poured down.

“Boo, I can't believe it!” Disgruntled.

The weather was really gloomy today, he knew there would be a rain, but he just caught fire.

However, there is no intention of turning back to the past. Just put it out. Anyway, do everything you have to do.

Unlike the precarious good mood, the witch's mood is even more complicated because the uneasiness in his heart rises again and, more than ever before. I hope it's his heart.