Chronicles of Primordial Wars

It was a great pleasure to see Shao Xuan again. Without Shao Xuan, there was no current rainy tribe witch. He had already been burned to death.

Though I don't know what happened to Shao Xuan in the last two years, it's probably the luckiest thing to get out of the desert alive.

Yet Yangxiang Green Plum Bamboo Mammy , is happier than Yangxiang. She doesn't have any special feelings for people in Flaming Horn. She was happy to see “mud”. When she sent “mud” out, she was also ready to never see again. I didn't expect to see it two years later, but she came back to a group!

These camels followed them out of the desert and will probably stay in the rain tribe in the future. They do not seem to have meant to leave, and have been taken away by Mi . Now sapphires sink beneath the sand, they lose their umbrellas, and they're safer here than in the chaotic desert.

I don't understand why the number of people with flaming horns has suddenly quadrupled, but Yangtze still makes people prepare water and food.

“Thanks for those.” Shao Xuan returned all the rain stones they borrowed. As for the one that Yang Xuan gave him, Yang Xuan did not ask for it back.

“Ha ha, you're welcome. I wish you'd come out alive. I hear the desert's been a mess for two years.” Yang Zheng handed the rain stone to those beside him.

Rain tribesmen came back with a lot of rain stone, finally relieved themselves, and their attitude towards the Flaming Horn people eased a lot. After all, rainstone is very important to live in such a dry place.

There are too many people in the flaming horn team. The housing arrangement cannot be accommodated at all. Only the sick and wounded can be accommodated in the house. All the other fighters can stay outside and sit directly on the ground.

“There have been no sandstorms in recent days and you can rest here with confidence.” Yangtze said.

Shao Xuan still believed in Yang's ability to predict the weather. He said that there were no sandstorms in the past few days, so definitely not. Otherwise, he would not be a witch.

People are hungry, dry cakes can smell good. Warriors chew dry cakes, save some water, and feel like they're back to normal.

“Those are your flaming horns?” Yang Zheng looked at the crowd sitting on the floor and asked Shao Xuan. At first, he thought the Horn of Fire had brought a bunch of slaves out of the desert, but now, it doesn't seem that way, they get along too well, as if they were one. And those who emerge, they have a spark smell, a spark smell belonging to the Flaming Horn tribe, and as witches, they are very keen on this.

“Yes, it's all in our horns.” Shao Xuan sighed, "By the way, the desert is so chaotic, you guys are close to the desert, no trouble? ”

“Nothing at all!” Just because of the fighting in the desert, there are often people fleeing the desert, bringing a lot of things to the rainy tribe, and also trying to rob them, the rainy tribe has several people out looking for the rainstone disappeared somehow, until a few days later, when people were sent out to look for the rainstone, they often found several bones, there was not much flesh, and the marks on them were sharp cuts, not bitten by the beast!

“Now, whenever slaves come out, our tribes are hostile to each other. If the other leaves far away, fine, but if they want to get close, patrol fighters on the outskirts of the Rain Tribe will kill them directly.” Speaking here, I sighed, "I know it's dangerous to be too close to the slave owners, actually, I thought, if only our rainy tribe could move a little further away and change the soil to a more fertile place.” There are things that can't be solved by a successful rainstorm. Those people in the desert are too dangerous. Who knows what will happen next?

As a Rain Tribe witch, he also had a heavy burden on his shoulders, and he really wanted to give the Tribes a better place. However, the risk of migrating tribes is enormous, or else they would have moved long ago, without waiting until now. Nobody wants to take risks. What if the spark is extinguished on the move? Their rainfall tribes are not as powerful as flaming horns.

What do you think, Shao Xuan's face is positive, gives Yang Zheng a look, “Talk? ”

Knowing what Shao Xuan has to say in secret, he nods his head and takes Shao Xuan to the exclusive house of the witch. The idle people cannot wait inside, even if they are the chief, they are not allowed to go in without permission.

Looking at the layout of the house, and thinking about the situation before you were a witch, it's not the same as before.

“You witch, you have a good life.” Shao Xuan sat on a stone stool.

“Not bad.” I grinned, "by the way, what are you gonna tell me? Something important? ”

“It does matter.” Shao Xuando, "I recall, when you came here two years ago, you said something was wrong with your tribe's spark. ”

When Shao Xuan knew the secret of the fire, he also told it.

“Yes." The Witch of the Rain Tribe can seek rain, and the key factor in its success or failure is not the Witch, but the Spark. Because the spark is broken, no matter what you ask for, you can't succeed in seeking rain. Yang Xuan once told Shao Xuan that the spark seemed to fall asleep. When the witch sought rain, she could not wake it up. It only woke up once a year when the high sacrifice was made. At other times, she would not wake up. Moreover, this situation, coming down for thousands of years, became more serious.

That's why Rain Tribes can be so crazy when they were successful two years ago.

“I found a reason.” Shao Xuando, "he also knew there was a solution. ”

He looked at Shao Xuan in shock and uncertainty, "What way?!” If we can fix this, we have to do it even if it's risky.

Shao Xuan told Yang Xuan some of the information obtained from the sea that he did not say the specifics of the sea, but that the spark could be incorporated into everyone's body, not necessarily in the fire pond. However, once the spark has disappeared, the tribes will also be at risk of dissolution, with many tribes disappearing across the sea, the dispersed forming new forces, or entering into the life of the city under the jurisdiction of the slave owners, and the tribal cohesion will be greatly diminished, which is the greatest risk.

After listening to Shao Xuan, he was silent for a while and had to say that Shao Xuan's words made him very difficult. The reasons for the weakening of the spark are known, as is the solution to prevent the spark from continuing to weaken, and the risks to be faced are unacceptable.

The existence of the tribe is to gather the power of the tribe, unite around the spark, but if such cohesion is lost, the raining tribe, is it still there?

“How would you choose?” Looking directly into Shao Xuan's eyes, he wanted to make sure Shao Xuan's answer was true.

“Our choice? It's pretty clear, actually. With your abilities, you should be able to tell the difference between those people out there and the previous Flamingo tribes, right? ”

His pupils shrunk and his fists hanging by his side didn't even feel like gripping him. “That's...”

“They are the sparks!” Shao Xuan got up and was going to leave. He had finished his speech. As for how to choose, he looked at himself.

“Man, spark in; man in heart, tribe in. Think about it. If you decide, you can go to the Flaming Horn Tribe to see me. The Wesen Mountain Forest. You've been there.” Shao Xuan knew that Yang Xuan did not necessarily think clearly for a moment and a half. This is a big thing that will determine the future of the entire tribe. Even Yang Xuan, even the witches of the Rain Tribe, cannot decide this alone.

After Shao Xuan left, Yang Xuan was locked in the house for a long time, and told the guards outside to refuse all interruptions. Once he fell into contemplation, he would forget everything outside, so that when Yang Xuan came out of the house, the flaming horns had left.

Standing by the fire pond for a while, Yang Zheng put some very senior elderly people in the tribe as well as the current chief, please go to the house to talk, the other people of the rainy tribe do not know what the people of the highest status of the tribe talked about, only know that everyone comes out in a trance, but one mouth is like a bottle, how to ask, is not to say.

On the other hand, the Flaming Horn team, which has left the Rain Tribe, is also heading back towards the Wesen Mountain Forest.

For these new arrivals, a lot of things here are very fresh, because the tribes here, they maintain more ancient customs, the weapons used are stone horns, etc.

The metal knife on their hands had long been tied with beast leather bags or clothes, and all the copper utensils were covered, so when the rainy tribe rested, the rainy tribe people did not see their copper weapons, and as they walked along, they also woven a lot of vine grass into a basket, tied it up again, and covered it up. After all, there are too few copper weapons here, they are too eye-catching, they just got back, they haven't adjusted, they don't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

“Did you tell the Rain Tribe witches about the Spark?” Ask Shao Xuan.

“Said, it's up to him to decide how to choose.” Shao Xuando.

O. nodded, he felt that Yang Xuan was still believable and helped their tribe. Although it was in Shao Xuan's face, after contact, O. felt that Yang Xuan was okay, more trustworthy than several other large tribes.

Speaking of sparks, it was hard to believe O. When they came ashore, O. looked forward to searching for sparks. At first, he thought that the fire on the sea was the cause of the sparks, and later he found out that it was the power of ancestral bone ornaments, but what about the sparks?

After Shao Xuan's explanation, Ou only understood the secrets.

As a traditional tribal chief, O.J. can't accept what it's like to be without a spark, but seeing these new brothers, I'm afraid their strength is a little higher than that of the current tribe, which is the power of a spark. Moreover, it was for this reason that the ancestors left, and now that they are back, they prove that those who left were right, that they fulfilled their mission, found a solution to the continued weakness of the spark, and listened to what was happening on the other side of the ocean, obviously beyond this side in all respects.

A new era will come. At this turning point, it depends on how you choose.

At the time of the O'Connection, Shao Xuan thought, this time back, when the two teams merged, there were two chiefs, two witches and three big leaders!

What are we gonna do?