Chronicles of Primordial Wars

There's no need for people to say more, seeing these Shanu eyes, other people know what to do.

It's a nice place to rest, but you can't take it lightly when you're resting, and the first thing you need to be prepared for is these Shanu.

There are only some high, short walls, no roofs, dry winds and dust, and the surrounding temperatures are plummeting as the sky darkens. Even the three flaming horn tribes who adapted to the harsh winter feel goosebumps on their bodies. It's not frozen, but it always feels chilly.

“Eat something first, then watch the night later.” Shao Xuan said.

A piece of cake is broken, the three of us eat it, and we eat it with a little bit of jerky and water.

Other people in the team eat similarly, and when people from different tribes come together, people from their own tribes naturally depend much more on each other.

Shao Xuan looked at the camel that followed him closely. He was smart enough to follow Shao Xuan and avoid others, especially Shanu. At this point, it's chewing on a plant that grows at the corner of the wall, very much like dead roots, and it's delicious to eat.

Shanu's gaze swept around the people in the team and stayed on the mud he was chewing, with greed in his eyes.

The nearest Shanu to the mud is finally intolerable. Ben is a darker shanu, in the night like a protective colour, with a sharp bone spur, like a predator in the night, rushing out.

Although his ultimate goal was the camel, the first thing he had to do was solve Shaw Xuan next to the camel.

There are no other extra moves, everything is just for the fast! Hard! Enough to kill.

The extended bone spurs carry a wind-breaking tsunami. If Shao Xuanzhen is stabbed, his chest will be penetrated directly. Even a resilient Totem warrior cannot escape a stabbed fate.

There was no fire on Shao Xuan's side. By illuminating the moonlight, Shao Xuan saw the serrated lines that appeared on Shanu's body. Unlike the slaves he had seen before, when he saw the flames, the slaves there showed a chained pattern, not serrated teeth.

So these slaves belong to different slave owners?

The cold moonlight reflected in the flushing Shanu's eyes, with a hint of bloodthirsty excitement, as if to immediately hook a piece of meat from each other. Perhaps he felt that it would soon be possible to solve the excess and then monopolize the camel.

Pfft!

The sound of the body being penetrated is particularly clear at this point.

The expression on the flushing Shanu's face solidified. Instead of reaching his target, he suffered a sudden and severe pain.

With powerful penetration, like a fierce beast, the stone knife stuck hard into the Sanu body and then easily flew away.

Boo--

Shanu, who was picked to fly, fell to the ground without breath.

Shao Xuan waved the stone knife on his hand, dumped the blood on his body, inserted it into the sand in front of him, and looked up at the group of Shanu over there.

Several Shanu saw those who had not climbed up after landing, without expressions of surprise and fear, but with curiosity and measure, seemed to be reassessing Shao Xuan's fighting power and the threat of this team.

There are a few healthy people in that group, they are not as thin as the others, they are not as close as the others within two steps of the week, they look at the leaves and so on, and then they continue to do their own thing, string a thing on a bone knife that they don't know what creature is, set it on fire, because this place has limited firewood, the fire that can ignite is not big, the fire is limited, some meat is not cooked, they also eat it like a big mouth, and when they bite, they bring out some animal organs and blood.

“Is that supposed to be a higher-level slave?” Ask Shao Xuan.

Shao Xuan nodded, “You sleep first, I'll stay with Ray. ”

Because of this unfavourable situation, Shao Xuan decided to watch the night for two people, sleep for one, and then change to rest. Two people were safer than one, and these slaves were too threatened.

No wonder tribes are so constrained by slaves that they don't take the lives of their peers seriously, don't worry too much.

Shao Xuan walked to sit by the sand wall and piled up some sand at the foot of the wall. Shao Xuan stabbed him with a stone knife and found something stabbed. The tip of the knife opened up some sand and Shao Xuan saw a white bone, first revealing the skull.

The evening breeze blows the sand away and the skull is showing more and more.

Shao Xuan looked at a crack in the skull, which looked like it had been injured by a sharp instrument, not that Shao Xuan had just stabbed it with a knife. This crack in the skull had existed for a long time.

Look carefully at the wound on this skull. Shao Xuan picked the skull to Ray, "he said. ”

Ray stared at Shanu's side. He looked harder than Shanu's eyes. After hearing Shao Xuan's words, he retracted his gaze, and then picked up the skull. He was not afraid of these. He took a closer look at them in his hand.

Since childhood, the hunters, Ray, know a lot about the wounds caused by the beast, can distinguish which are artificial and which are injured by other beasts. When I saw that long crack in my skull, Thunder's eyes flashed and my heart felt more alert. Instead of focusing all his attention on those Shanu, he separated some of his attention around him.

Compared to the rest of the team, Horn people know the least about this desert. After all, they don't have elders to tell them specifically, they can only judge by their own experience. You don't have to expect people from other tribes in the team to tell you how much. At this time, their first priority must be their own tribe people, and they won't pay much attention to Shao Xuan's side, let alone tell other stories.

The wound on this skull is the injury to the claw of the beast, which is extremely fast and sharp. Perhaps the size of the beast that killed that man was not large, but the beast that could carry out a quick and violent attack had to be prevented.

As can be seen from the bones of this skull, the deceased's lifetime strength is at least at the junior Totem Warrior level, perhaps higher, and in any case, more caution is required.

Because Curtsy and others were curious, Shao Xuan threw his skull over and showed them more.

Shao Xuan took turns watching the night, the others were similar, and Shanu attacked them, but it was more like a lot of probing, one by one, then picking up the first attack.

Because no more firewood had been added, the fire was quickly extinguished, only the moonlight cast in the sky. Some tribes are in warm areas, at this time covered in two layers of animal skin, and they are not used to this cold.

Several elderly spring leaves looked at the people in the team and finally laid their sights on the three men of the Flaming Horn tribe. As the first warrior to join this expedition, the three men of Flaming Horn are the fastest to adapt.

Night after night, in a single trial and killing. Every once in a while, there's always a noise, maybe a staggered sound of a knife, maybe a slaughter.

There is more blood around, and some insects living under the sand are attracted to it, climbing out and sucking on the meat in the sand, and if they are not full, they target other organisms.

Shao Xuan always heard the sound of camel hooves stepping on the ground. By the time he looked past, several camel feet had been stepped to death, and then the camel had eaten all these insects.

Shao Xuan doesn't know if the other camels are more so, but this one, it doesn't seem to be a taboo, vegetarian. This is good and easy to feed.

The next day, when the sun came out, those Shanu had left, and the dead Shanu had been left behind, not long later, a white bone.