Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Shao Xuan, the new young elder, on the day of the welcoming ceremony, let all the people of this flaming horn tribe see an unforgettable scene in this life. If Shao Xuan was asked to be an elder before, and there were doubts in his mind, after the ceremony this evening, all grievances and doubts were thrown behind his head.

After the high office of the witch and chief, no one objected, but for Shao Xuan, the tribe added a reverence to their hearts. Every time they saw Shao Xuan, they would recall that the flame giant pulled from the flames on Shao Xuan's body, the sense of shock from the bone marrow, was still clear.

After the welcoming ceremony, Shao Xuan was officially introduced to everyone. As for Shao Xuan's specific history, it was not important. For the tribesmen, as long as they knew that Shao Xuan was the elder of the tribe, they would not ask too many questions. This is very similar to the character of another Horn Man, a moment of confusion can be privately gossiped about and forgotten later.

“There will be another hunt in seven days. Shao Xuan, you should come with us.” Chief Luo said to Shao Xuan.

Collective activities are a way to accelerate integration. Shao Xuan can better adapt to the tribe through hunting. Moreover, Shao Xuan is believed in the strength of Shao Xuan and can arrive here safely on his own. He is also a senior Totem warrior. Hunting skills are no worse.

“Okay." Shao Xuan responded.

He also wanted to send Shao Xuan some copper utensils, which Shao Xuan refused. During these days, Shao Xuan also had a general understanding of the situation of the tribe. Although many tribes use metal objects, the vast majority are exchanged from slave owners.

The nuclear species are in the hands of the slave owners, and the nuclear species here are much bigger than the ones on the desert side, and the slave owners who were banished a thousand years ago carry only three small nuclear species, while those who remain in the main camp are all big guys with plenty of metal, otherwise it would not have been possible so generously to replace the tribes with copper.

But they are also expensive and require a lot of exchange, and tribal children will get a copper sword, or something, from their parents before their first hunt. Sometimes such objects will accompany them for life, a sword or axe, etc. If there is a gap during hunting, there are copper masons in the tribe. Although the technology is not at the top of the list, it is not comparable to the talent of the slave owner, but it is still possible to deal with some basic situations, which can recast the defective copper ware into a profit instrument.

A warrior like Sinh Luo's family, because of his excellent hunting ability, can naturally replace more copper, but Shao Xuan can't hunt without copper now, he can change copper by his own ability.

So, when Xuanluo and others wondered how Shao Xuan was going to cope with the next hunt, they saw Shao Xuan move one stone after another into the house.

Since the introduction of copper into the tribe, more and more people have become aware of the convenience of copper, and stoneware naturally fades away, although it is still in use, it is no longer a necessary tool. When Shao Xuan moved the stone, the witch and the chief saw the sour sour, the other brothers were still using the stone tool.

Again rejecting the kindness of the witches and chiefs and elders, Shao Xuan focused on sharpening the stone tools at home.

Shao Xuan refused to give copper to the witch and the chief. Another reason is that he was accustomed to grinding things with his own hands. He was not necessarily accustomed to using them when they were made by others. He did not go well and could easily go wrong when hunting.

Many people in the tribe can no longer distinguish stones accurately, but Shao Xuan can see at a glance. The stones he recovered were knocked down from a place outside the tribe. The stones were moderate and not good, but they still fit together. If needed again, he will find good stones when hunting.

As a result, every day when everyone passes in front of Shao Xuanyu's door, they can hear the clanging noise inside.

Under Dokang and broad curiosity, he ran in to see Shao Xuan polishing stone tools.

Watching Shao Xuanmei slice a stone that big into small pieces, grinding molding, perennial use of copper, Dokang and broadly sense is very novel, so the ancestors survived without copper!

In addition to polished stone tools of all sizes and sizes, Shao Xuan is equipped with a variety of wooden bone tools, needles, nails, and shrunk swivel darts. This time, he intends to hunt more, come to the first place, benefit a lot, and he also returns the favor of saving some more goods in return for something else later.

Seven days later, some of the fighters who were going out hunting gathered to rendezvous in the open space beneath the mountain to assemble.

Shao Xuan painted some mud on his face, similar to his other experience, painting on the face before hunting, but because of tradition and faith, now he has an extra role - to cover up the disguise.

When using the power of the totem, the brighter the totem, the brighter the totem, the brighter the totem, so before hunting, the surface and exposed arms will be coated with a layer of colored mud for easy hiding.

This colored mud was specially configured by the witches, and when the ancestors of the Horn came here, they studied a kind of mud that was not as easy to dry as ordinary mud, applied to the face, and did not fall in chunks because of the movement of the facial muscles, which lasted at least ten days.

The hunting team is still led by Dokan and travels together in a broad sense. Those who did not participate in the last round hunt, if there is no rotation, have come this time. For example, the younger generation of the tribe's more famous people such as Wuzhuang, Tao Qiang, Xu, etc. are all very active this time. With Shao Xuan's contrast, they also had a struggle, especially in his heart, holding a breath.

After counting, line up, Dokan waves: “Let's go! ”

“Roar -” the team brushed a roar and then sang a hunting song, the tradition of tribal hunting.

“Since the opening of the sky, we have our ancestors. When the tribe rises, the hunting industry takes precedence, the spring is warm, the ice and snow have disappeared, the flying birds walk and the beasts dance and the birds roar...”

Familiar scene, familiar feeling. Although it is a little different from previous experiences, the same song, the same atmosphere, makes Shao Xuan seem to have returned to the original situation of following the hunting team and walking down the path of glory. I can't help but miss it.

On the Thai River tribe side, they also intend to go out hunting. Just a short walk away, they hear the flaming horn side start singing again. The diaphragm should panic. Ma's, the flaming horn people are specially come to the diaphragm! Hunting is refreshing.

Good thing it's separated in your hunting area, you don't have to meet it during hunting, otherwise the Thai tribes feel like throwing up breakfast this morning.