Chronicles of Primordial Wars

When the patrol arrived, they saw only two seriously injured persons, one of whom was knocked in the mouth of a large bird like a pickaxe and immediately fell unresponsive, not knowing if he was dead or alive.

The damaged fence was repaired, and the Lu tribesmen looked back several times when they left. The big bird brought by the Horn Man had been re-squatted. Before, they were worried that the murderer would be detrimental to the dumb birds in the beast circle. Now, it seems not only harmless, but also very beneficial. Didn't they just catch two bird thieves?

I wonder if they know that bird thieves have been caught here, and the rest of the people in the woods have stopped fighting for a while.

The next day, the resting Horn warriors walked out of the Lu tribe, and the Lu tribesmen provided food, but Shao Xuan also brought a lot of meat made from the meat of the fierce beast, or the meat of the fierce beast contained a lot of energy. Eat all kinds, eat enough to act vigorously. They don't start immediately after eating, Shao Xuan told them the action plan, there will be a waiting time, while waiting, they will adjust their body to its optimal state and not affect the action due to overeating.

Lu tribe leader Baixing came out early in the morning, waiting to see how the Horn people dealt with those in the woods.

The people of the Thousand Face tribe, who still remain in the Lu tribe, have not left, one waiting for the final decision of the Lu tribe and the other wanting to see what the Flamingos will do next.

Shao Xuan moved his arms and looked into the sky. He whistled as he hovered in the sky, already looking for food.

Jumping on the eagle's back, Shao Xuan's horizons gradually widened as he chirped into the air. His eyes were green and the forest in the distance could be seen clearly.

Take a deep breath, Shao Xuan shouted out: “Listen to me in the woods, before noon, all but the Flaming Horn tribesmen will leave, otherwise, kill! ”

The waves roared like beasts, sweeping through the woods and pouring towards the distance.

In order for the people inside to understand, Shao Xuan shouted in the tribal language and then shouted again in the language of the sea.

Ganche now belongs to the flaming horn side, and Shao Xuan shouted the right words.

The sound travels far away, and even the echo is weakened from strong.

In the woods, people who heard what Shao Xuan had just said reacted differently.

“Huh! How arrogant! ”

“Which tribe is the Flaming Horn? ”

“What time is noon? ”

“Or kill? Can they kill us? Ha ha!”

At this time, the other part of the woods, talking to the old acquaintances of the sea, the other side of the woods, as soon as they heard this, threw away the food in their hands and ran away.

“Brothers of Changle, what are you running for?” He hastened to ask what he had just said to those who had no peace and bragged.

“If you don't run, you'll really die!” No peace blows the whistle, when the longwinged birds come, fly away from the woods with their companions, if you want to see the noise, avoid this trouble, look away, at least make sure you are not affected, don't let the Flaming Horn misunderstand them into this matter!

In fact, the other people in Horn of Fire were not afraid, they were afraid of Shao Xuan who had just shouted. When they heard the voice, they felt painful. The blank slap now remembers clearly.

Those who see Changle slip away like natural enemies. If they had tails, they would be clamped together. They are dumbfounded by those who are left there without mercy or mercy.

“Everlasting people, when did you get so scared?” One can't help wondering. Aren't these long-lasting people everywhere?

“Boss, what do we do?” The other turned to the person in charge, the one who had just spoken to no peace.

The man shook his head for a moment and thought, "Depending on the situation, if the situation is wrong, evacuate immediately.” In addition to enjoying watching the excitement, Changle avoids life-threatening dangers quickly, and the reaction of no one is not like a fake.

There was also a little more caution between his eyebrows. They did not come to the mainland for long, nor did they know the Flaming Horn tribe, but now they have to take it seriously. They came here for good, not to die.

After Shao Xuan shouted, he landed to find a place to rest and left a dry stare at the Lu tribesmen.

“Just shout it out? All right?” An elder of the Lou clan whispered. Obviously, he did not agree with that approach, and there was always another way to get rid of those in the woods, or at least conceal them to be smarter. Alas, the Flaming Horn was still too reckless.

Dingo thinks these Horns are out of their minds, too. Do they think this is their Horn? How long have those people in the woods been moving around here? I've already touched everything in the woods! And the Horn Man? Just arrived, not familiar with the woods at all. The flame horn is obviously at a disadvantage.

Iwabuki stopped talking beside him. He wanted to ask Shao Xuan what the plan was. Should we reconsider and change the strategy? Shao Xuan closed his eyes to rest, and the other flaming horns did not appear to object. Finally, he had to sigh, still worried.

The sun in the sky gradually moves over your head, and the shadow cast on the ground gradually shortens.

Shao Xuan opened his eyes and looked at the sun in the sky. He rose to greet others.

“Go!”

The Ho Ho people who had long been waiting to sharpen their knives shocked their spirits and immediately followed Shao Xuan out to the Lu tribe.

At the border, the Lu tribesmen there had opened the doors of the perimeter wooden fence, watched the Horn people go out, gazed at the Horn people passing by, wondering if these people were just going into the woods?

At the next moment of stepping out of the outskirts of the Lu tribe, the force of totem in Shao Xuan's body swept up, as if boiling boiling boiling boiling water, even growling, the totem pattern appeared, the red flame emerged with the totem pattern.

Subsequently, Shao Xuan's neighbors and the folks behind him have undergone successive changes.

The second, three, five, ten... hundred...

Similar totems, flames coming out of your body, look far, like they're meant to be connected together.

As if a firewood had been thrown into a basin of fire oil, the flames erupted instantly like volcanoes, and the will was ignited, suddenly rising strong air fields pressed against the surrounding area.

“Fire... the smell of fire!” The witches of the Lu tribe looked over there in shock. He had seen a similar situation at a feast in the Flaming Horn trading area, but again, he could not help but suppress his horror.

This is the fire seed's power!

Even if the original spark is gone, the smell of the spark and its own power are present in the tribe, and as the tribe travels everywhere, always ready, the star flames originally.

“For the horns, kill! ”

The word "kill” had just fallen, and Shao Xuan's lifted feet had stamped to the ground.

Hearing only a loud bang, the ground was not cracked, but it was trembling. The two big rocks placed by the Lu tribe at the door of the perimeter wall were jumped off the ground, and the Lu tribe and the Thousand-faced tribe followers felt the soles of their feet were shaken and numb.

The sound of the stampede, like a drum of war, marked the beginning of this battle.

“For the horns, kill! ”

Nearly 500 warriors roared like shouts, and the waves soared with the flames of the moment. It was like turning everything around, gathering together to kill, so that the sun in the sky would be lowered several degrees, causing hair to explode.

It belongs to the flaming flames, instantly covering the surrounding area, so strongly that the Lu tribes have the idea of retreating, even someone has already retreated, trying to stay away from the flaming flaming horns over there.

These Horners, yesterday we could all eat and laugh together, but now these Horners are in a terrible state, like a beast with fangs and standby moments!

Baixing looked at the Flaming Horn people over there and felt like there was a hallucination in front of him. It seemed that it was not just 500 Totem warriors, but thousands of people, as if the whole Flaming Horn tribe was gathered here, the noise was huge!

“This...” The Lu tribe witch glared, his pupils instantly dilated, his throat rolled up and down, “What a strong spark!” Even the flames in the fire ponds in their tribes are hidden from suppression!

Not even if it's motivated by war!

Several elders around the Lu tribe witches even breathed, “After fusing the sparks, is that it? They... there are only 500 of them? Why is there such a strong spark? ”

Shao Xuan waved, the team split into two pieces and instantly ran in different directions like a wolf.

They know where their disadvantages lie. They are unfamiliar with the terrain, but this is not the mountain forest where the beast lives, they just need to pay attention to the people in the dark.

Now that it's in the open, be more straightforward!

Aren't those people in the woods familiar with the terrain? Isn't it possible to hide in the dark? All right, let's get rid of the people hiding in the dark first!

The two teams, like two cutters on the rotating axis of the meat grinder, began to spin in the forest.

The people in the team, like a fierce beast, were trembling on the ground beneath their feet. Nothing to hide.

The people in the woods felt the vibrations of the nearer and nearer ground, and they just felt like thunder and shocked. Some of the people who did not leave after hearing the shouts in the morning already have some regrets in their hearts. Leaving or staying here? Maybe it'll be all right if we avoid the Horn Tribe search round?

There are a lot of people who think this way, but soon they know that they still don't know the Horn Man.

Boom!

The five coarse trunks were brutally kicked off by the flaming horn warriors in the line, and half of the trunks were kicked out.

The trees are falling. Let's see where you hide!

Tree change?

You change, see if you escape fast or if we encircle fast!

The knife axe in his hand emits a flashing cold light under scattered lights in the woods, and a brutal cold light is drawn from the sharp blade with a bombarding breaking sound.

“You fucking Horn Man! ”

Before the heavy branches hit the ground, the forced figure fled separately.

Dozens of arrows ran through the bushes and chased straight through with a torrent of sky.

Fighters holding a knife axe, stick hammer, spear, etc. and golden utensils followed.

In this eviction and siege, the division of labor among the team is clear, some are responsible for entanglement with it, just as the wolves in the wolf herd are responsible for evicting the wolves who terrorize the great horn deer, while others are responsible for the attack in tomorrow. Others, who initially reduced their presence in the team, secretly chose the opportunity to take their lives.

Imitation is inherent in human nature and instinct. Tribal ancestors imitate beasts in mountain forests for hunting. Crowded predators in mountain forests always have a variety of ways to get food. Tribals, too, learn a lot from them, then summarize, inherit, improve.

Even today's Flaming Horn tribes can feed the entire tribe by paying within the Flaming River Trading Zone and by crops on cultivated land and animals in the circle of beasts, hunting never stops because they remain in good shape and are ready to fight at their best.

Boom, boom!

The vibrating sounds of the bowstrings resonate.

The flying arrows pulled the sharp sound of the air and shot at a target that had been forced out, some intended to drive, intercept and others full of killing machines.

Bows and arrows slammed hard into the ground, spilling countless grass dust and dust.

The person who was forced out of his eyes fluttered, his feet crushed, his wrists gripped the handle of the sword, turned to wave the sword and chopped it, and the next moment he hit the knife with the cold star light, wiping out sporadic flames. At some point, he thought he was going to be lifted out, but with a bang, his sword was cut off.

There was no time for him to be stunned. The knife that cut off his sword's body was undiminished. The knife was quickly paddled in the other party's throat. Forgive the other party for reacting so fast that he tried to avoid it, but still failed to escape the killing machine of this knife.

Pfft!

Blood sprayed out of his neck, and the man holding the broken sword took two steps, still stunned and frightened.

Shao Xuan did not go to see the person again, continue forward. Other Flaming Horn fighters have followed, and the running airflow will be pushed down by those who stand there.

The man who fell to the ground looked at a bloody killer who had crossed from himself and deeply regretted why he had not left in the morning after hearing the cry, and if he had left, his life would never have been lost. The vision grew darker, he had no time to regret it. Before dying, he thought that other people who remained in the woods would probably end up like him. If he could come back, he would definitely hear the word "flaming horn”, far away from it, more temptation, is no more important than life.

Flaming Horn warriors with blood on their bodies do not go to see those who have fallen and died, nor do they think about what they were thinking before they died and continue to clear the woods of those who hide in the dark.

The bloody smell in the woods grew stronger and stronger, and the wind took it further away.

The person with the lucky attitude, listening to the closer and closer sound, even the bones are shaking, leaving now, are you still in a hurry?

In the distance, rotten birds smell the smell flying by.

On the Lu tribe's side, people standing on the peripheral wooden wall, listening to the distant forest movement, looking at a tree that can be kicked up from time to time, the muscles in the corner of the mouth twitching.

When the Flaming Horn tribe was still in the fierce mountain forest, the Rock Horn also used to bring people to feed their animal cubs, but they never really saw the Flaming Horn fighting state, more precisely their hunting state. Too harsh!

The current leader of the Lu tribe, Bai Xing, looked over there with a slight glance and a slightly indescribable sense of complexity wrapped around his head.

The Lou witches smelled the blood brought in by the wind and thought of the record of the Flaming Horn people in the hands of their ancestors. Flamingos, millennia ago or millennia later, always prefer a similar way.

Simple, rough.