Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Before the end of the winter, I felt a fire, completely without the previous cold and refreshing. Not only that, but every flaming horn had an irrepressible smile on his face. Shao Xuan found that Old Ke's folds on both faces laughed deeply.

The news that Flaming Horn intends to host a banquet of exaggeration has spread within the tribe. Everyone is eager to prepare for a big fight after the end of winter. No one feels that this is a waste of time. As Shao Xuan thought, they are eager to raise their hands in favour.

And this time, not alone, but with the entire tribe. Think of them all excited. Many people have not slept well for several days in a row, too excited, too excited, completely unable to sleep. The chief and the witch said that each of them would have a chance to show it.

The number of new bronze utensils is still limited, even if someone already has one, but it is really hunting, one is definitely not enough, the rest has to be solved with stone tools, so, from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, the sound of polishing stones can be heard all the time, even at night, some people's houses can see the light coming out of the narrow gap, late at night can not strike stones indiscriminately, that is too noisy, but can grind.

Those swallows that once appeared at night disappeared for some time because of the catastrophe in the heavens and the earth, and were not seen recently. Some say they flew elsewhere with the migrating birds. Others say they were scared away. Regardless of the truth, the swallows are no longer seen in the tribe, which makes it safer in the tribe that has lost its original spark. Besides, even if those swallows return, the tribes will clean them up and they will not pose a threat to those within the tribe.

Shao Xuan roughly calculated that all the preparations had been made. If we were to hold the exaggerated banquet, we would have to wait another 100 days or so after the end of the winter. Thus, the trading area would have to be opened late, but that's okay. When the exaggerated banquet is ready, the invitation will also be sent out, and then it will be opened no later.

Yanjiang is about to host a banquet of exaggeration. The first known outsider was Yang Yang. He had to talk to Shao Xuan about the spark, but didn't expect to hear such a shocking news.

That's a banquet!

Or as a tribe!

This is insane!

For many tribesmen today, flaming horns do shake hearts.

“Decided?” Shao Xuan asked.

“Decided!” Yang Zheng retracted his gaze from the snowy Flaming Horn man, pushed his head harder, and the behavior of the Yang tribe made him stronger, and persuaded many of the Rain tribe, even if there were still objections, to support Yang Zheng for the most part, "For our Rain tribe, this is not the best time to merge sparks, but I have to prepare first. ”

Shao Xuan also said that he would tell Yang Xuan more about what the Witch of the Yang tribe said and what needs attention. After that, I believe Yang Xuan will go to the Yang tribe again. Please teach him some experience.

When he returned to the rainy tribe, his face was still tranced, waiting for God to come back, he had already sat in the house belonging to the witch, surrounded by a circle of people, most of them still hung a "you're messing around”, looked at Yang Yang eyes with condemnation, like Yang Yang did something angry and resentful, just hindered Yang Yang's influence in the rainy tribe now, they didn't dare to say it in person, even if they agreed to merge sparks, their hearts were still different, the whole day had a face, now Yang Yang came back from the flaming horn, they didn't smile.

“I've got a way out of Flaming Horn, and I went to the Tribes to ask them, and I'll think about it again, and I'll finally decide on a plan and tell you the exact time.” Yangtze said.

Many of the people sitting around just glanced at them and drooled their eyelids again, avoiding being caught looking at their disapproval and anger.

In fact, Yang Yang can guess their psychology even if he doesn't see what they look like now. Yet Yang did not say much, but sighed heavily.

“This time I went to the Horn Tribe and got a message. ”

Listen to Yang Zheng, the surrounding people's eyelids moved. Although they didn't look at Yang Zheng, they were already holding their ears. They wondered what news Yang Zheng had learned. There were a lot of complicated emotions in that long sigh.

A supporter of Yang couldn't help but ask, “Witch, what news do you have? What's wrong with Cape Flame? ”

“Nice." Yangtze swept around for a long time, then said: “Horn plans to host a banquet of exaggeration. ”

“What?! ”

The person who had just dumped his face jumped like he had been kicked, staring straight at Yang, "When is it really a banquet of exaggeration, not something else? ”

“Seriously!” Yangtze also took it seriously, emphasizing almost word for word, "just as the Yanhe Trading Area reopened! ”

The room sounds like a full inhale.

What they have today is barely a guarantee of survival. They still owe a butt debt. They have to save money on every meal. They want to survive the winter with care, and Flaming Horn is already considering hosting a banquet.

How rich is the Flaming Horn tribe to come up with the idea of hosting an exaggerated banquet?

After the shock, the pot blew up in the house. They also know the banquet of exaggeration, only to live to this day, they have only heard of the word, they have not seen it with their own eyes, perhaps the big tribes in the centre have hosted it, but their rainy tribes have been living in isolation, they have never experienced it, all things have just been heard of. But now, Yang told them that in time they will see a big event with their own eyes!?

Ignoring the chatter of the seven mouths around him, Yang continued, "I have been notified in advance, and Flaming Horn will tell you the exact time, and I will take some people to the Flaming River trading area to attend. ”

The discussion stalled.

The words "with some people" are quite subtle.

“So... can I come with you?” One person asks the question.

“What about me? ”

“And me! ”

Instead of giving the answer directly, Yangtze said: "We'll see how many people we can bring there. ”

“Is the banquet limited? What else does that mean? How many of us?” An old man complained that there was a strong sense of acidity in the words.

“There is no way, after all, Flaming Horn invites other tribes, so there are more people, so each tribe has a quota limit, the elders of Flaming Horn let me prepare in advance, save time not knowing who to take. ”

“Of course take me! Witch, I've always been there for you! ”

“Me too. Me too! ”

“Witch, all of a sudden I think the fusion spark is also good. People's flaming horns are already able to hold the kuafu banquet. They have already fused the spark, follow them to make sure they are right! ”

The people who looked around and gathered their faces in front of them, the other day they were still strongly protesting against the opposition, now they changed their mind, not to say that they were turning around because of the exaggerated feast of Flaming Horn, but these people knew that the decision to merge sparks could not be changed anymore, even if they protested against the opposition was useless, instead of staying frozen, instead of taking the opportunity to show loyalty, maybe catch up with the exaggerated feast of Flaming Horn. They're still alive, and they haven't really been to a banquet yet.

In fact, the exaggerated banquet has changed some significance to this day. At the earliest, it was the behavior of leaders within the tribe to show their abilities and enhance their prestige. If it was a exaggerated banquet organized by a powerful tribe, none of the people invited to the past were influential figures of their respective tribes, and attending such banquets was also an acknowledgement of identity. At least that was the case when the central tribes held the banquet. I think the banquet in Flaming Horn will be the same.

How can you let this happen?!

There was a smile in his eyes, and he mentioned that this was the purpose of Horn's exaggerated feast, driven by interests, to make these people more supportive of themselves. There is a successful example of Flaming Horn, and those who opposed it before, will now think more about it, and even the most stubborn old men in the tribe are starting to shake at this point.

The banquet had a far greater impact on the tribes than Shao Xuan thought.

Shao Xuan did not know that Yang Xuan had taken advantage of the exaggerated feast, he was also preparing for hunting after the end of winter, and there were also sacrifices.

Once the winter was over, the annual sacrifice would begin in a few days, and he would return to the place again, with more people, and the top of the mountain had become crowded, and he had worked with others to transform the top of the mountain over the past few days.

When the snow stopped, the cold wind stopped, and in the dark of the night, the fine moon teeth of the winter disappeared on both sides of the night sky, and the fighters on the outpost saw it and blew the trumpet.

Woo--

On a quiet night, the trumpet was heard from the towers and from all over the tribe, even from the tribe across the Flame River.

Without their skins on, the Horned Warriors rushing barefoot out of the house watched the bending moon in the sky, excitedly emitting a strange long whistle, imitating the roar of the beasts in the woods, even then, they could not quell the fierce warfare in their blood.

For their childhood dreams, they are about to go hunting in the mountains and show their trophies to more people.

Dokan yelled, “Little ones! Ready?! ”

“All right!”

“Ready to go! ”

“My big knife is * * impatient! Ow--”

Voices of reconciliation come from all over the mountains.

“Ha-ha-ha!” Dokang walked back to the house laughing and lay down, but he couldn't sleep in excitement. After counting the beast with his eyes closed, he still couldn't sleep, so he rolled up and ran to the next room to grind the stone.

Across the flame river, many of the people of the clan heard the movement over the flame horn, they also knew that the flame horn wanted to host a banquet of exaggeration, and they were very envious, because of this, many of the people of the clan have faded a lot because of the fusion of sparks. The Horn is the first tribe they know to merge sparks, and the more successful the Horn is, the more reassuring it will naturally be to prove this path.

Volkswagen looked in the direction along the other side of the river, where he couldn't see the other side because of the forest cover, but he could guess what might be happening based on the sound he heard.

“We'll be better and better in the future! ”

In the tribe, the waking people just pushed out the window or just listened to the sound, did not come out, while in the most central houses of the tribe, several people came out, they hurried, nervous, and rushed to the place of the witch.

The chief pushed away the house of the witch, and there were already several people standing in it. The man in the middle was the witch of the clan.

At this time, the wizards of the clan held a water moonstone stone.

Watermoon stones are not bright and rough and look just like the regular stones in the river, if you don't know, you don't look at them more often.

But now, everyone entering the house is betting their gaze on the small stone on the witch's hand.

After the fusion of the sparks, they couldn't change these stones, then they attributed the reason to the lack of moonlight, now that the moon is out, the moonlight is there, can it be done? Even if it's just a thinly curved lunar tooth, far less bright than the full moon, it always feels different.

The clan witch took a deep breath and opened the door and walked out to the open place in front of the door. Without the cover of the woods, you can see the dark moon on both ends of the night sky.

Take a deep breath and the clan witch begins to mobilize the power of the spark in the body. The power of the spark resides in the totem in the mind, as well as in the blood, bones and muscles everywhere in the body.

A tiny bit of power extends from the flame of totem in your head, down your neck, past your arms, gathering forces all over the road, and finally into the palm of the hand holding the stone and blending into it.

Unlike those attempted in the winter, the Tribal Witch can feel signs of "living" water moonstone stone in his hand, which is no longer an ordinary stone.

- [Chuckles] - [Chuckles]

The sound of fine particles dropping slowly sounds.

This is a familiar voice for the tribes of the clan, who hear such a sedimentary sound on the side of the water and moon canal every year at the full moon. Although such a voice is very slow and intermittent at this time, far less than the movement of the water and moon canal at the time of the full moon, it has excited them.

Even if they are very confident and feel that they will not fail, but afraid of everything, they are prepared for the worst, even thinking about the inability to produce water moonstones, and the scene before them proves that they will continue to hear this familiar sound in their future lives until they can no longer hear any voice in the world.

Not far away, the chief of the clan held his breath, his tight fists trembled slightly because they were too hard, especially when he heard such a trembling sound.

The stone in the hands of the tribal wizards looked very ordinary, but now the top of the stone shows a little crystalline light, which belongs to the water moonstone, even though the light is so small and dim that it can be ignored without careful attention, but everyone who sees this scene waves their fists with excitement.

“Yes!”

“Really! ”

“Elder Flaming Horn is telling the truth! We can really make our own water moonstone! ”

Following the rejoicing of the Horn Tribes, the Horn Tribes also heard a happy laugh.

During the night, some large and small shadows are drilled out of the underground cave.

A crocodile looked up at the night sky and shouted several times. At the end of winter, the river is about to thaw and hunting begins.