Yes, war.

Just like in the ocean, life and death sink, a war of blood and slaughter.

Moreover, this war is not just their will, but also the divine decree from Zhou Chen.

As the son of an old man, the middle-aged man is also the backbone of the tribe in addition to the leader.

But his status was not conspicuous, especially after the death of the old man, and the disadvantages of his life away from the tribe finally showed.

In addition to him, there are people in the tribe who want to snatch the position of second in command.

At this time, although human beings have no language and no writing, they seem to have some kind of intrigue that they will be born with.

The favor left by this kid's father is too heavy, and he has inherited a lot of knowledge about the elderly.

Whether it is drawing, remembering, healing, or things big and small in the tribe, he can manage them in an orderly manner.

In this way, it not only saved a lot of effort for the leader of the tribe, but also strengthened his position.

But what strengthened his position the most was the edict that Zhou Chen personally issued to the tribal leader through him.

As the son of an old man, the middle-aged man naturally inherited some knowledge of language.

Of course, it may be that the human race in this wild world has not yet fully evolved a suitable language organ, so it is very difficult to say.

But this did not prevent him from being able to understand Zhou Chen's meaning and convey it faithfully.

Although, at that time, he was very shocked and dazed, and he didn't know Zhou Chen's arrival.

Whether it brought the hope of the tribe to rise, or whether it brought the bane of its destruction.

"I need faith! I need you to have more people! So, I need war. Tell them that there is a war for me and for them! Tell them that as long as I am here, they will sooner or later become kings of this land!"

Zhou Chen seemed to have completely abandoned the peace and confusion in his heart, as well as the pain of being trapped in his dreams.

At this moment, he was fanatical and boiling, crazy and violent, and almost no one had the power to consult with him.

Even the middle-aged man in front of him, even if he personally led Zhou Chen, from the other side of this land to the rich plain.

And Zhou Chen interrupted all his dissuasion, but there was only one sentence, a seemingly quiet, but hideous word everywhere.

"I, the dragon, remember my name, I am the natural god of this land! So, either obey me and conquer this vast land, or I will leave and watch you wither in the long river of time!"

Compared with the middle-aged man, the leader with seemingly endless strength agrees with Zhou Chen's point of view.

So, one to two, the voice of the middle-aged man disappeared powerlessly into his own resistance.

Even if he had a father who could be the ancestor of a clan, he was more intelligent than most of his clan.

And today, their arrival naturally means the arrival of war.

Two months was enough time for them to find a suitable tribe to start a war with.

For example, a tribe hundreds of miles away from this place that raised countless domestic animals, especially pigs.

They spread out the more detailed topographical maps that they had painstakingly woven from linen.

began to draw out the location of the tribe little by little in front of Zhou Chen, in front of him.

After a long time, they had even agreed on the number of troops to be sent and the integration of that tribe after the victory.

Zhou Chen looked at the results in front of him with satisfaction, which had been obtained with great difficulty after the hard work of the tribe.

Once again, he raised his voice, acknowledging the efforts of the tribal leader, and in a moment, gave his own order to provoke war.

"Go ahead, my sons, let the land you have set foot on the totemic banner of your tribe, and I, the great god, will walk with you all the way!"

Once again, with the order approved by Zhou Chen, the tribal leader suppressed the excitement on his face, and immediately prostrated on the ground and saluted respectfully.

Then he jerked his head up and called out loudly.

"Wow!wow!!"

"Wow!Wow!!Wow!Wow!Wow!!..."

At the sound of the order, the crowd was excited, and all the clansmen received the will of the gods with great clarity.

And they seem to be standing in the shadow of Zhou Chen, witnessing their imminent rise and standing proudly in the sky.

"Wow!Wow!!Wow!Wow!Wow!!..."

The boiling shouts seemed to rush into the sky, and the nine heavens were about to poke out a hole.

The tribe with a big wild boar standing behind it wants to go on a rampage and run rampant.

However, this time, they also really have their own totem, completely ending the situation that they have been forced to coexist peacefully for thousands of years.

Especially when all the people in the tribe learned that Zhou Chen would follow behind the tribe.

So that when the tribe starts a war, the arrangement of forcibly capturing the other party's totem makes all the races excited.

Immediately, after only half a day's work, all the tribesmen who had gone out returned to the team.

They quickly put together their weapons, ropes, and all sorts of other means to weaken the enemy.

For the first time, they even brought out all kinds of poisonous snakes from the depths of the forest from their homes.

And these poisonous snakes are the last layer of defense of their tribe and the greatest wealth possessed by their owners.

Although in front of Zhou Chen, they were nothing more than a caterpillar.

Even looking at Zhou Chen's huge figure covering the sky and the sun, he would look a little trembling.

However, this does not prevent them from penetrating the venom from their fangs through their sharp teeth into the bodies of their enemies.

And the middle-aged man, who was originally reluctant to go to war, saw for the first time that there were nearly tens of thousands of troops in his tribe.

He suddenly realized that under his father's patient management, there were only thousands of strong tribes in the past.

Now unknowingly, he has a huge wealth that is enough to shake this plain.

These wealth is the greatest capital of the tribe that will always stand tall and stand proudly under this mountain.

His eyes were obsessively looking at the huge power in front of him, and his blood was boiling because of the continuous burning of abundant power.

As a result, he finally took on the role of a wizard in the tribe, just like his father.

He stood high on the platform, holding a very sharp and heavy stone knife in his hand.

After saluting this heaven and earth and Zhou Chen reverently and solemnly, he straightened his waist suddenly.

Without hesitation, he simply and decisively slashed the stone knife in his hand through the neck of a sturdy bison.

Suddenly there was a colorful light, and there were irrepressible expressions of excitement boiling on the faces of countless clansmen.