Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The wild ducks were able to choose to nest in the woods near the tribe, obviously also to accommodate and adapt to the living conditions of the place, and perhaps the fat duck's efforts, which, in any case, was not a bad thing for the tribe.

Patrol teams now rotate on a daily basis, extending their patrols to forests near tribes, where they used to patrol, but with little time and sometimes only once or twice every other day, but now patrols sneak out into the woods every day.

The patrol now has an extra pleasure - finding eggs.

When they discover the nests of all kinds of wild ducks, they pick up the eggs that break or fall from the trees. If they can eat them, they eat them, and if they can't eat them, they moisturize them as fertilizer. These split eggs remain in the nest, and it is difficult to hatch the duck's second generation.

Shao Xuan wanted to see if those eggs were all grown. Unfortunately, even if they were in the sun, he could not see a tiny bit of the egg. The egg shell was impermeable. Shao Xuan could only give up this method and let people bring back the broken eggs.

When the patrol walks in the woods, they also notice not to disturb the ducks in the nest, but to wait for them to leave before going near them.

These wild ducks are exquisite. They nest in the grass. When they leave, they cover their eggs with grass. At first glance, they won't even find a duck nest there. On several occasions, the soldiers on patrol followed the ducks quietly, watching them peel off the grass to discover the duck nest.

Compared to the hard work of the female ducks, the green fat duck brought back by Shao Xuan is leisurely all day. Of course, it will also patrol the woods. If there are some wild rats or other small creatures that it can deal with, it will expand its territorial defense state and transform into a fighting duck. But if it encounters the creature of the impossible enemy, the duck will open its voice and scream, and the soldiers patrolling the tribe will rush to rescue it as soon as they hear it.

Tribes are always very aggressive about useful novelty things, but they are also idle all day long. Some children are fine on weekdays, so they go to catch bugs and throw them at the ducks.

It's probably safer to find this place than anywhere else, and the ducks feel safer.

So one day, there was a lot of new noise in the woods near the tribe.

Grey, yellow, and flowery fur clumps are active in the woods.

While there are patrols in the woods, they don't always look everywhere, much less fat ducks. When these little ducks are born, they attract some predators, so inevitably, the ducks are taken away, and the ducks are taken away.

Shao Xuan took the little ducks who had lost their mother ducks to the tribe and raised them. The fat ducks kept a blind eye. In fact, after the birth of the two generations of ducks, they did not have much interest in them. Although they toured the woods as usual, they did not stop because of the little ducks.

For the second generation of these ducks, the tribe people erupted with great enthusiasm, and made a big duck ring under the mountain. Shao Xuan also built a duck shed with people, and people watched each day on a rotating basis.

Then one day, Shao Xuan received a report from the mountaineers that the fat duck had gone in and kept the duck away.

Seeing as the fat duck killed him, he couldn't help it. Shao Xuan had built another shed next to the duck shed to lay hay, which allowed the fat duck to move over.

Shao Xuan had found that the duck eggs recovered had a detoxifying effect, so he also attached more importance to the ducks kept by the tribe. As for the ducks in the forest outside the tribe, Shao Xuan did not let anyone catch them. For the first time, the tribe tried to feed the ducks, even if there was a contrast. Besides, the number of ducks is too large to take care of for the inexperienced tribesmen, so let the big ducks carry them.

In addition to the matter of ducks, the tribal craftsmen have made great progress in casting, and the big copper ding that Shao Xuan brought back has melted them into other copper vessels. The weapon's construction has improved markedly, but it is only bitter that there is not much ore for them to try.

What made Shao Xuanxing happier was that the thousand grains of gold in his backyard were about to mature, and the grain ear began to turn yellow, and when they all turned gold, it was almost there. With the past experience, Shao Xuan drew attention to some of the changes that occurred when the grain matured, such as mice.

According to the expectations of the settlers and others, the harvest of the thousand grains should coincide with the first trip of the tribe to Amba City this year. It's been saving up for half a year and it's time to go out and trade, otherwise it's not a problem to keep it at home. Besides, for the Thai River people who are good at planting, the harvest time is approaching, they have to make a deal after the harvest, and the people of Flaming Horn naturally try to rush along and take care of it.

However, at the end of last year there was a slight conflict with the people of Amba City, and this year it is always good to be careful, although they can go directly to the Black Bear people with the sign.

Witches, chiefs of Luo, Dokang, Guangyi, Shao Xuan and other tribes with more status gathered in the house of Luo to discuss going to Amba City. Shao Xuan, the youngest of them, sat among them, and no one dared to underestimate them.

As he was saying, someone came to the newspaper and said that Shao Xuan was being sought at the bottom of the mountain.

“Did anyone sign up?” Ask the warrior who came in.

The soldier thought, "He said his name was Heng."

A few people jumped and got up immediately, "Quick, please! ”

After saying this, he thought that he was looking for Shao Xuan. He had to ask Shao Xuan for his opinion. He called the warrior who was about to leave and looked at Shao Xuan: “What do you think? ”

Shao Xuan stood up and said: “Let me go down first. ”

Many people do not easily enter unfamiliar tribes, and if anything happens, they cannot escape. With this in mind, Xuanluo also understood, but he did not continue to sit in the house, but went down with Shao Xuan. As an enlistment interested in casting and forging skills, the boxman has always been a mystery. If you want to find a boxman to build a weapon in the city, there is not enough to exchange for it, it is impossible to move. Moreover, the more skilled boxman, the less easily he will help build it.

And every boxer from Gongjiashan, even if it's not very famous now, fame is only a matter of time for these people, it's hard to see them again when they're famous. It is easy to encounter such an opportunity, and naturally you will not miss it.

When Shao Xuan came down the mountain, Gongjiaheng was sitting on the grass not far from the river, looking at a team of ducks of different colors in the river.

Over the course of their lives in the tribes, these ducks have reduced their guard against the tribes and have gone to fetch food after everyone has spilled it.

“Do your tribes have so many birds? You're not afraid of them flying?” The manicure is always pointing to the big, little ducks on the river, "he said.

Shao Xuan smiled: “If they come by themselves, let them fly away. ”

“Who are you kidding?” Gongjia is unbelievable. However, he didn't come here to see the ducks, just to be curious, he was not interested in whether or not the flaming horns had these, how they were raised.

“Asked a few tribal people to find this place.” When Gongjiaheng came, he saw a warrior in the flaming corner dragging a freshly hunted boar and throwing it as easily as a small sandbag to his companion 100 meters away. Gongjiaheng thought: Shao Xuan is really not lying, the people of this tribe are generally powerful.

“Go into the tribe and say it. I'm sure you're tired too. Rest here for a few days before you leave.” Shao Xuando.

Gongjiaheng is not polite. He arrived here from Gongjiashan, apart from renovating his place for nearly two decades, he has not rested well. There are many ferocious beasts in the forest. He has been nervous, avoiding the dangerous beasts. Now that I'm exhausted, I really need to get some rest. He trusted Shao Xuan, although he was not familiar with the Flaming Horn tribe for the first time.

After Shao Xuan introduced Gongjiaheng to Zhengluo and others, he took him up the mountain to his house.

When Gongjiaheng came here, he also carried a large baggage. After entering the house, Gongjiaheng released the baggage onto the stone table, making the sound of hard objects colliding.

“These are for you!” The noodles of Gongjia are serious and serious to Shao Xuando: “I have not been very grateful to you. These are some of my achievements in Gongjiashan and are also a gift for you. ”

Shao Xuan looked at what was revealed in the unwrapped package. Ten weapons, swords, axes, go, spears were all there. Just put them there, you can feel a sharp smell. There is a cold light on the blade. Each one has a cloud mark. That is the inscription belonging to Gongjiaheng himself. One of the golden swords also has the words with dark lines. Written in a cloud pattern is Shao Xuan's name.

Industry and nail constant eyes show pride and strong confidence, “This is the sword that I am most proud of, besides the one dedicated to the Mount of Industry and nail, can easily break stone!” Saying that Gongjiaheng swept through the room, he saw several fist-sized stones thrown in the corner, and walked over and picked up a piece, "look! ”

Several people stretched their necks as they squeezed into the house, their eyes blinking over there, afraid to miss this exciting scene. They have long heard that many of the weapons manufactured by the Boxman can be easily broken into pieces and split in half. It's just that there's a big price to pay to build those weapons, not to mention that there's no way they can't find a boxman to build them. Masters who push tall don't usually see outsiders.

Now, can they not be excited to finally see something like this? I can't breathe!

Kaiser held the sword reflecting the golden light in his constant hand, and his other hand threw the stone up.

At the moment when the stone was thrown, the armor was constantly lifting its arms, and then waved its sword violently, pointing straight at the stone in the sky.

When the sword body is cut, the golden light flashes, with a sense of holiness, like the lightning that splits in the night, can't help but tear the sky apart.

Those who watched beside them couldn't help but chill and almost shake.

Whoa!

The golden stone turns over and makes a few crisp noises to pierce the eardrum.

Some stone powder splashed.

Pfft. Grrr. Grrr.

The stones rolled to the ground.

Sword Feng is intact and there are no gaps.

Stone, small mouth missing.

Shao Xuan: “…"

Gongjiaheng: “…”

Rhodokan et al.: "…” This is a broken stone, right?