Chronicles of Primordial Wars

On the map left behind by the spring leaves, the marked excursion team gathering point is not a smoky place for one person, surrounded by wild mountains and mountains, probably due to the weather, the area here rarely rains, the mountain vegetation is not as dense and thick as the forest on the side of the monster mountain forest. Ferocious beasts are almost non-existent, and the number of large beasts is modest.

Such a wild mountain and wilderness place, as a gathering place for the expedition team, if no one leads the way, it is difficult to successfully find an accurate place.

At the top of a mountain, there are several wooden houses or houses surrounded by vines, at a time when some people in different clothes are looking around on the grass in front of the house.

“How's that?” Spring leaves stepped out of a bamboo house and asked a middle-aged man standing outside.

“The people of the Longboat tribe have just arrived, and the rest are the Tianshan tribe and the Returning tribe.” The man said.

“Where's the Flaming Horn Tribe?” Spring leaf asks.

“Flaming Horn Tribe?” The man didn't think for a moment of which tribe the Flaming Horn tribe was. It took him a few seconds to remember. He laughed suddenly and carelessly. “The first time they joined, they probably couldn't find a way. ”

“The people of the Flaming Horn tribe have no guide.” Another person came over and said.

These are the people who have been on many trips, but they won't be on many trips, but with rotating belts, every few years they will come out as an experienced elder, a guide, with tribal youngsters. How many people will die if they are all young fighters who are new to this expedition, not to mention finding a place where they can gather and no one will take care of them? Overthrow is possible.

“Heard Flaming Horn's coming this time? I don't know if I can live.” One man said.

“Don't say they'll survive, they won't know if they'll find this place on time. ”

A few people were discussing it and couldn't hear some people from afar saying, "Here we go! ”

In the air, there are two points of flight.

“Back to the tribe? Tianshan tribe?” Only those two tribes will come by bird.

No one can say for a moment, but after those two shadows flew closer, someone said, "It's the Tianshan tribe. ”

“How do you know?” The young soldier who joined us for the first time was confused.

“Birds are different. The belly of the birds of Tianshan is white. Not back to the tribe.” One of the feather tribes said. Even if he was involved for the first time, he understood the birds of the tribes and could judge them by their morphological characteristics.

“Really. ”

The closer the two shadows of the sky flew, they rushed straight this way.

Whoo--

A loud banging of wings rang out.

The dust and gravel were lifted so violently that strong and powerful claws were caught on the rock floor that deep claw marks could easily be left behind.

Those are two giant sculptures, closing their wings and standing on the ground, five meters tall, which is even bigger when they're stretched out. The feathers on the upper half of their bodies are roughly dark brown, feathers are patterned with some different shades of color, some of which are bare, while the area next to the abdomen is pure white, with no clutter. Because they have a few hard and short wings on their heads, which at first glance are like horns, they are also known as horn sculptures.

As giants of flying birds, only a few birds, such as mountain eagles, can compare.

The sharp front of the beak is hooked, with strong claws and sharp nails that can easily grab the skull of the prey, is strong and looks fierce, especially when the hair on the head blows up and looks like a fierce monster staring at you. Some of the young warriors put their eyes on those birds and swallowed a pharyngeal spit to avoid them. Tough.

Each horn sculpture has five people standing on it, each carrying a large bow with three long feathers in his head.

Looking at the ten people who came, Spring Leaf smiled and said hello to the person his age and asked if things were going well on the road.

Hung Xi and Gu Zhuo and other Yu tribesmen have no good face for Tianshan tribesmen.

But other tribesmen, especially some young warriors, looked at the two sculptures of the Tianshan tribe and showed envy. When they came, they climbed several mountains and would go a long way without climbing, but, like the Tianshan tribe, they could get there directly by bird, how refreshing.

The people of Tianshan completely ignored the bad sight around them, but they laughed back proudly at those with envious eyes.

Shortly after the arrival of the Tianshan tribe, the people returning to the tribe arrived, as before, two mountain giant eagles, but only nine of them came this time.

“Are we all set? Let's go now? Or two days off?” The middle-aged man from the Tianshan tribe swept around and said.

“Rest for another two days, and the Horn Tribes are not here yet.” Spring leaves say.

“Anyone else? Flaming Horn Tribes?” Hearing the name, several people of the Tianshan tribe changed their face, looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths snapped, laughing a little shady.

“The Flaming Horn people are coming this time? No guide?” Returning to the tribe people looked at several people in Tianshan, frowned and worried.

“The first time I joined the team, there was naturally no guide.” Someone said.

No guide, trying to find a place, it's hard.

“Then wait two days. Two days later, if the Horn is still missing, we will leave.” The people of Tianshan said.

The other tribes had no problem, and two days, which was also the last chance to give Cape Flame, had not seen anyone two days later, so they did not care.

Two days later.

In the morning, the people at the top of the mountain came out of the houses, looked at the rising sun, packed their things and prepared to go.

Returning to the tribe people looked at the distance and shook their heads in sigh.

Hung Xi and Kutsu can't do anything, even if they want to wait for Horn Horn.

Recklessness, Might, Return, Heavenly Mountain, Feathers, Thousand Faces, Long Boats and some other slightly smaller central tribes came along, a line of nearly 100 people, walking down from the top of the mountain, but as they walked to the waist of the mountain, there were several eagles screaming in the air, there were mountain eagles returning to the tribe, and there were corner carvings of the Heavenly Mountain tribe.

“Coming!” someone said back to the tribe.

In the sky, a smaller figure appeared than the other four, making a bright eagle sound, diving towards the side of the team, and as they passed the team, the three people jumped.

It's the Shao Xuan Three!

“Finally. Sorry for the delay.” Shao Xuan said to some of the older people he knew. Ignore the slightly malicious gaze of several other weights.

The leaves nodded, “Just catch up. Can we make it now? ”

“No problem,” Shao Xuan said.

There was no rest, and Shao Xuan and the three of them went down with the team.

During the descent, Shao Xuan observed the team and found that the dark flow within the team was not as harmonious as it appeared.

Shao Xuan took an empty reminder to Dao and Lei to watch out for those around him and be vigilant.

Though Tao and Ray were also vigilant, because they had previously joined the tribal hunting team, accustomed to working with acquiescence in the team, and listened to Spring Leaf as a united team, a partner, so they relaxed slightly, and chatted with some of the surrounding outsiders. But since Shao Xuan reminded them to be careful, they became vigilant. Especially those in Tianshan.

Seeing Tao and Ray is still not very clear, Shao Xuan doesn't say much, just a few words. “Don't think that half the people they call dead are all dead at the hands of slaves and slave masters. ”

If you don't die in other people's hands, there aren't many beasts on this side, it's just... your own people!

Of course, although we are in the same team, we all come from different tribes and are not entirely our own. If you look closely, those tribes are all clusters of tribes, and there is a certain alert distance between each group.

After leaving the gathering place, the team went in one direction, which Shao Xuan had never been in.

A day later, on their way, they saw a long army of over 200 slaves.

Long vines string those slaves together, next to this line, and some people with whips guard them. Those, are higher-level slaves.