Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Tribes arrived here from their ancestors, spelled out a plot of land, lived for hundreds of years now, passed down from generation to generation, the building of houses, the cultivation of fields, each with its own heart, each with its own history and memories.

As soon as Cha heard the need to pack up and leave, the tribesmen were somewhat shocked, unable to react at once, only to mechanically pack up according to the chief's orders, waiting to return to God, and the discussion opened.

Knowing that the people on the side of the six nobles had to deal with their own tribes, they were all angry. Some warriors shouted and fought with them. Dokan heard them and beat them up.

“You think we're scared? What kind of noble slavers do we Horn Horn people think we are? The reason we left was because we were going back!” Dokan speaks loudly.

The person who is collecting the item is in full motion.

Back?

Back where?

What does that mean, boss?

The warriors who had been beaten to the ground by Dokan forgot to get up and asked stunned: "Boss, aren't we here? Back where? ”

“Wherever our ancestors came from, we went back.” Dokan left after leaving, and he had to go to other parts of the mountain to do his prosecutorial work. Because the whole tribe had some anxiety about leaving, and in order to prevent those energetic fighters who couldn't hunt, he had to depress them.

The warrior, with his blue face on the ground, looked at Dokan and left, picked up the ground that had been sun-dried a lot with his hands, and thought of the phrase Dokan just said.

Wherever the ancestors came from, where are we going?

Where did the ancestors come from... Shao Xuan! I heard Shao Xuan also came from that side, so they are going to the origin of the legendary Flaming Horn tribe?!

Those who had just returned to the tribe, such as Xiang Chen, were already frustrated by the unfreezing sea water, and heard the bad rumors about the flaming horns outside. They were going to fight with those people. I didn't expect such a turnaround.

The Flaming Horn became ill, and they learned about it from their fathers a long time ago, except that they did not speak during the week. If anyone outside says that the Flaming Horn is sick, he will surely scold back: you are sick, all of you are sick.

However, the truth of the matter is true, after scolding, Xiang Chen himself will think, when can this disease be better?

But now comes the opportunity, although I don't know what the witch really thinks, but since both the witch and the chief have decided to leave, he will do the same.

“What about the duck shed?” The man who took care of the duck went to ask Shao Xuan.

“Leave it there, Duck Shed. Leave it to them, and they'll leave if they want to. Leave them here if they want.” These ducks are too ordinary for the tribe to see, and they're too much trouble to take with them, killing them into meat? Let's go hunt some beasts and be satisfied. Those duck eggs right when these ducks give the tribe protection fees up.

“How many eggs did you pick up today?” The man asked again.

“Cook it all up. ”

“Where's the green duck?” The man looks forward to asking.

Shao Xuan looked at the fat ducks swimming in the river with a bunch of green hair. These green second generation eggs, Shao Xuan couldn't wait. However, Shao Xuan didn't kill for helping the Horn Man with the duck eggs.

“Forget it. ”

When the bronze ding had been molten into other copper products, there were pots and pots, and they were distributed to the tribe's grateful people. Everyone couldn't help but throw them away. They were also planning to take them with them. The salt stone had been cooked and prepared successfully. Most of them were given to the tribe's people, and the rest were kept by the Witchmen.

The grains, herbs, etc. have also been distributed within a day, and the tribes are too busy to think about anything else, let alone feel sad.

Shao Xuan had undergone a major relocation, which was the second major relocation, but the situation was slightly different. There were still many hostile people behind this relocation. Probably not as smooth as it was.

Shao Xuan agreed with Luo on the relocation route. The one he walked to Chen is no longer available. Someone must have seen the Flaming Horn people. Maybe someone would have ambushed him long ago and waited for Flaming Horn to come to the door. And that route will pass through several cities and cities. It used to be possible to walk, convenient to supply halfway. Now it is not possible, we need to avoid it far away. By comparison, the road Shao Xuan originally walked on is much safer, because most of it avoided a lot of people, maybe there will be a lot of danger in the mountain forest, but that route was recently, and if there are so many people, we can also block it if we encounter difficult beasts together.

“That's it.” Shao Xuan's fingers lit up on the map he had drawn, "he sent someone to investigate and see what was going on in the mountain forest over there, clearing the way. ”

That night, when most people in the tribe were insomniac, Shao Xuan had a dream. He dreamed of the first witch of the tribe. He could not see the witch. He could only see a vague figure, but Shao Xuan had a special feeling that he could determine the identity of the person. The legendary first witch of the flaming horn tribe was also the original of the six bone ornaments.

In Shao Xuan's dream, he saw the witch, walking in a narrow passage, one step at a time to a distance.

That passage, it's familiar.

It's dark around and there's the sound of water flow.

There are also hidden giant shadows moving slowly, like giant beasts in the sea.

Open your eyes violently, Shao Xuan consciousness still has some trance, but the situation in the dream is still profound, every detail is very clear, except that vague figure.

It's already dawn outside the window and you can see a ray of light through the wooden panels.

Standing up, Shao Xuan quickly rinsed his mouth with cold water, wiped his face casually, and didn't even eat breakfast to find a witch.

In the morning, instead of being in the house, the witch stood by the fire pond and stared at the fire pond.

This past night, the witch did not fall asleep at all. She stood by the fire pond all night. Although her face was calm, there was obvious blue and black on the bottom of her eyes, and she looked closely under the eyes of Li La, with blood filament in her eyes.

Perhaps the witch is not as calm as she seems. After all, tribal migration is a big deal, and she and the chief are under tremendous pressure to make this decision.

Seeing Shao Xuan, the witch asked: “What's the rush? ”

“There's something I don't understand.” Shao Xuan said.

Shao Xuan said what he dreamed about last night. He did not know whether this was a hint from his ancestors or whether he had dreamed about it too much.

After listening to Shao Xuan's story, some of the witches glistened in some of their atheistic eyes, slightly squinting, and the wrinkles on their faces were much deeper.

“That's the way! It's the way our ancestors showed us! Perhaps, when you get there, it'll turn out exactly the way you've been. This way, the channel forms!” The witch must have said. She believed her ancestors would not lie to them.

“It's just...”

“Don't worry, that must be the ancestor's cue! ”

“But…”

Shao Xuan didn't finish. The witch raised her hand to stop Shao Xuan's words. “Trust your ancestors! ”

“I do.” Shao Xuan was helpless.

“That's fine. All we need to do is take the tribesmen there. ”

With Shao Xuan's words, the spirit of witchcraft was much better. She decided to consult with Luo Luo. He was probably also under a lot of pressure. He was not asleep overnight. Early in the morning she heard Luo Luo giving a lecture.

Seeing the witch leave quickly, Shao Xuan grabbed his head, he did not feel that he would encounter the situation he had encountered in the beginning, because in the dream, the sound of the water and the huge figure, he had not encountered it.

Two days later, the tribe assembled.

The advance team has come back, you can walk in the mountain forest, but some places have accumulated water, you need to be careful.

On the mountain, the fire pond is still there, but without the Flaming Horn, the role of the fire pond is lost.

The house is also there, uninhabited, empty and lonely.

In the fields, some weed buds have emerged, crops have not been grown, and people who intend to make a big fight can only temporarily give up this opportunity to preserve the seeds.

Ducks of various sizes and colours swim in the artificial Hanoi dug by the surrounding mountain. The weather warmed up quickly and the water was warm, and these ducks, who had been through a brutal winter, became lively.

“Do you really want to leave these to the Thai River people?” Dokansas must not. But after they left, it also became a land of powerlessness, which could be given to others, which they did not want, and which could only be given to the Thai tribe.

“Cheap them! ”

“I hope they don't eat all those ducks.” People who used to live near the duck shed said.

“Whatever else, those green ducks are unbearable.” The people who take care of the duck sheds keep looking back.

The long team left, the fat duck in the river quietly watched the pedestrian, with confusion, but didn't mean to follow, only there watched the last person in the team cross the bridge, then turned back with the other ducks to continue swimming.

As the team passed near the Thai River tribe, Shao Xuan saw a group of people waiting there long ago. Most of them are hunting team members, everyone is familiar with them, and others who spent a long time in the Flaming Horn tribe when they first planted thousands of grains of gold. They're here to deliver something else.

The last time we saw each other, both on the Flaming Horn side and on the Thai River, it was quite difficult.

“Take these with you.” The chief of the Thai River took out two large cloth bags filled with herbs that they had driven out in two days, "take care! ”

“Thanks, take care!” Xuanluo hammered the shoulder of the Thai River leader.

“By the way, those green ducks over there, don't eat them, keep them, they'll pay off. Shao Xuan must have told you already?” Ask.

“Yes, you can rest assured.” Thai River Leader.

Why is that so weird?

No more tangles, given a short time for the fighters on both sides to say goodbye.

There are also two elderly people on their knees crying beside them. There are former flaming horns on the Thai River, and there are also married Thai people on the Flaming Horn. There has been no marriage in recent years, but the people of that time are still alive.

They want to leave with Flaming Horn, but they are very old and only tired of following the team.

The witch lifted her hand and patted her head gently, "Stay! ”

The team set out again, gradually moving away from this place where they lived for hundreds of years.

The expedition looked back at the direction of the dwarf hills of the Eye tribe, and the surrounding tall forests had blocked all sight, turning back, he was steadfast and at the forefront of the team.

The ancestors said that one day, the departed Horn people would return to their places of origin, and that this day, their generation met them.