It seems that after one night, the weather in the primordial plane suddenly changed drastically.

On the morning of the fifth day when Song Yong came to the primitive era, he was busy until midnight before he fell asleep, and after sleeping in the haystack for less than five hours, he was woken up by the biological clock he had recently developed.

When he opened his eyes, he found that the sky outside the cave was shiny.

I'm afraid to be cruel to myself.

Since he was a child, Song Yong can be regarded as a relatively sleepable person, and during the time when he was studying, the thing that made him happiest during the holidays was to be able to sleep lazy.

However, from the day he entered the construction site to move bricks, he gradually developed a biological clock that woke up at dawn.

After getting used to it, it didn't happen this and that because I didn't sleep a lazy night.

When Song Yong crawled out of the haystack and put on his coat, he immediately felt a cooler feeling that was even more obvious than yesterday morning.

In this regard, this product is also unimpressed.

Instead, with the loudest voice, he sent out a soul-like torture to the top and bottom of the gray rabbit tribe in a sweet dream:

"It's dawn, you lazy people still don't get up? Winter is coming soon, and the food stored in winter is enough for you to eat three meals a day for one winter?

After saying that, he didn't forget to trot a few steps and kicked the thigh of the gangster, who was still in his dream.

scolded indignantly:

"You stinky and shameless bastard, don't think that no one knows about tossing your mother-in-law in the middle of the night last night; ”

It's not that Song Yong is perverted, and he even has to take care of the legal life of other couples.

The problem is that when it comes time to fight the Broken Tooth Tribe, all of them are counting on this super-level performance.

In the past few days, Song Yong has been thinking about tactics and tactics for this goods at a convenient time, hoping to increase the odds of winning a little.

In every meal, the portion in the bowl is always the best, and there is no limit to the portion size.

How much can you eat, even as the captain of the production team, no! It should be said that Brother Yong, who is the leader of the tribe, in order to set an example for everyone, did not enjoy this treatment.

Even, the she-goat that was raised, the hundreds of milliliters of goat milk that was squeezed out every day, did not have to wait for the wounded.

After being artificially squeezed out every day, all of them went into the stomach of this goods, so that he could be more strong and stronger, and he would be more powerful when the time came.

And this product is good, and there is still a heart to toss secretly at night.

Could it be that the whole tribe has exhausted all the strength to provide for him, just so that this goods can be used to torment his mother-in-law?

After being scolded, the scoundrel seemed to know that he was at a loss, and he touched the back of his head and was silent, which formed a very strong contrast with the laughter of the mother-in-law sitting next to him......

Gradually, everyone got up.

Song Yong instructed Araku to bring a few people to move the big stone blocking the entrance of the cave.

If you want everyone to have a good night's sleep at night, you have to plug the hole with this thing every day.

Because no one can guarantee that in the middle of the night, no beast will rush into the cave.

However, in the past few days, when Song Yong was preparing various equipment with Six Fingers and other stonemasons, he heard such a magical saying:

It is said that the fire of the tribe is strong enough to deter the approaching beasts and better protect the tribesmen.

In addition, it even has the ability to regulate the temperature of the area around the fire, which is warm in winter and cool in summer, which is equivalent to the central air conditioning of the primitive era.

It's a pity that such a high-level fire of the ox fork can only exist in a big tribe like the red cypress, which is something that thousands of Terran people can only grow up after long-term sacrifice.

"Where to fool a few thousand people to join the tribe, and make a fire like this. ”

While waiting for a few people to move the big stones at the entrance of the cave with great effort, Song Yong was crooked in his heart.

The reason why it is called crooked is that this thing also knows that in a poor place like the Gray Rabbit Tribe, it is a great luck not to be swallowed up, and where is there any luxury in expecting someone to join, or thousands of people to join.

In Song Yong's crookedness, the stone was finally removed.

Then, a biting cold wind coincidentally blew into the cave and blew onto Song Yong's body.

As soon as he could, Song Yong suddenly shrunk his neck, and at the same time, he shivered a lot.

It seems that Song Yong just now scolded the wrong thing by jumping to his feet.

It's not that winter is coming, it's that winter is already on this plane.

After running out of the cave quickly, Song Yong glanced at the dark and oppressive sky, and he knew that he was afraid that it would be the first snow in winter, and it might fall at any time.

The centaurs from the Broken Tooth tribe will appear in front of them at any time.

Thinking of this, Song Yong could no longer maintain his composure, he turned back to the people who were holding cold spring water in the cave, either brushing their teeth with wicker branches dipped in salt, or washing their faces with clean water.

Soon, a large number of orders were issued by him:

"Prepare the food right away, and when it's finished, everyone moves me. ”

"All the people of the hunting team should pay attention, they will not continue to go out hunting and gathering today, and before the Broken Tooth tribe fights, the security battle phalanx will practice more. ”

The so-called Ling Zhen grinds the gun, and it is not bright and light, Song Yong feels that it is necessary to attack and strengthen it again.

After arranging all the combat forces, Song Yong began to command the rest of the people, in short, everyone had to contribute their own strength at this important juncture of the rise and fall of the tribe.

"Since you can't fight, I'll take a few quick cubs to the nearby hills to keep an eye on me, and I've found someone coming to report immediately. ”

"Six-fingers, take a few of your men to check the equipment, as well as the herbs we have gathered, and make sure that nothing goes wrong in the battle; ”

After the repeated orders were issued, everyone was busy flying.

Even today's breakfast, everyone didn't have time to eat a good meal, and after each of them divided a few pieces of kudzu that had been cooked last night, they started to act separately.

The sixty-fifth combat strength of the tribe, after dancing the Maori war dance as a warm-up, began the formation drill.

After a few days of hard work, these guys with elm pimples in their heads have memorized their positions in the battle formation, but when they do offensive and defensive drills, there are still many problems.

In order to correct these problems as much as possible, the sticks in Song Yong's hands and the insults in his mouth poured into these unlucky eggs like a tide.

Brutality is brutality, so that they will shed less blood in battle......

At noon, the sky was filled with snowflakes, and then the snowflakes grew bigger and bigger, and the first snow of winter finally fell.