"The wood tribe killed three people in the battle, and sacrificed the giant bird Qingluan." Wu confided again.

"Fire Tribe, slaughter the southern elk herd and offer ......"

“……！”

Zhang Heng nodded, although he liked all these things sent, but his heart was more heavy, he could not hesitate to stab the knife into the neck of the beast, but he couldn't treat human life like a mustard.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a dull voice came, and the earth seemed to tremble, not an illusion, but really trembling slightly, "This is?" Zhang Heng's pupils shrank, and a tree was cut down and knocked down, and through the obscuration, he actually saw the towering throne, shouldn't this be in the Kui tribe? Could it be that these primitive people have not slept all night?

Yesterday at noon, they were attacked by fierce beasts, if calculated by time, it was midnight to the Kui tribe back and forth, during which there was a big battle with various beasts, at this time it was already the second morning, a calculation, the primitive people really did not sleep all night, and even now they have pulled the towering huge throne.

"The throne is here, please Sun King." Wu confides syllables.

Yan raised his scepter and roared, and the prostrate crowd suddenly moved out of the way, leading to the throne.

Zhang Heng took a deep breath and sighed mentally: "Isn't this exactly what he wants?" Why is there a faint sadness in the end......"

"Sun King, please!" "Sun King!"

Everyone roared in unison, shaking their hearts, Zhang Heng's eyes gradually cooled, and he walked forward, with endless rumblings, the huge throne was slowly moving to this side, closer, Zhang Heng was stunned, but he didn't expect the throne to be dragged by several strange-looking beasts, and there were more than a dozen men next to him to open the way, and they pulled the throne here.

"Whew~~!" The roar of the Blood Wolf King came, and he didn't know what it was expressing.

"Sun King!" Ah Qi followed and yelled, the man in front of him was the Sun King, who came down from the sun, and this was his throne.

"Da Da Da!"

Zhang Heng stabilized his mind and walked towards the throne, as if climbing the temple stairs on the top of the mountain, every step contains the breath of religion, when he reaches the top, when he can touch the artistic conception of the top of the mountains at a glance, but unfortunately he is now being carried up by everyone, and his heart has been lost first, and it is not complete.

"Go, Slayer Beast!" Zhang Henggao stood on the throne, holding the dragon claw seat railing and roaring, his eyes were crazy.

"Slayer Beast ......"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Let's go!" Yan yelled, although Yan was old, his momentum was not weaker than anyone else, his long hair had been dyed blood red, his pupils were white and mysterious, except for Zhang Heng, Yan was the most respected person.

The men who were prostrate on the ground got up, rested their spears and stone axes, their eyes were fanatical, and they walked with firm steps, guarding the throne left and right, the blood on their bodies had dried up, and they couldn't tell whether it was the blood of the beast or their own outflow, and it was this smell of blood that infected everyone and led to the craziest battle**.

Zhang Heng thought about it, and suddenly did something that he couldn't tell whether it was pure or deliberate, and suddenly waved his hand and shouted: "Yan, Wu, you guys come over too." ”

"King!" "King!" The two witches were puzzled.

Zhang Heng jumped off the throne suddenly, stepped forward to grab the two old men with a step after landing, and said loudly: "Yan, Chunwu, for my messenger, the messenger of the Sun King, you can sit with the king, the treatment is the same as mine, and you can be buried on the sun after death, and be blessed by the eternal sun!" ”

After speaking, he didn't explain much, forcibly pulled the two witches to the throne, separated from the left and right, he stood in the middle, and roared: "Go!" ”

"Boom!" The team moved on...... Chun Wu was a little overwhelmed, sitting in the right corner of the throne, his hand lightly holding the dragon's claws, his whole body trembling, but more excited, he wanted to get more knowledge from the king.

Yan trembled even more, since the throne was polished and formed, he didn't dare to touch it, because it was for the sun god, and now he actually sat on it, this feeling he had never felt before, it was not the feeling of becoming the first warrior of the tribe when he was young, nor was it the feeling of being respected after becoming a great witch, and now he couldn't express this feeling, but he could understand it, his thin big hand was heavily clenched on the dragon's claws, and there seemed to be something more in his eyes, flashing fanaticism...... The old man Mu Wu paused for a moment, touched the scepter in his hand, and finally patted Jiang'an's shoulder, slightly confiding a few syllables, and suddenly Jiang'an's eyes became fanatical.

Cuckoo, Chunba, Bearded, Yuming, Qin Shou, Feng, Nannin, Qi, Wu Yao...... Everyone had different feelings, and none could express them, but their chests were stirring, and it was like a wild beast roaring.

Su Xiu ran hard in the middle of the team to catch up with everyone's footsteps, the soles of her shoes had already worn through, pierced into thorns, and blood flowed out, so painful that she wanted to cry, but she gritted her teeth and held back, she was like a poor child who was abandoned among the monsters, but she watched a child like her become the supreme king of monsters...... **, the ** of power was devouring her heart, and now she was powerless to struggle and resist, the throne, she also wanted to sit on it, even if it was just for a while, even if it was to sit with others, She just wanted a small corner spot where she could barely fit in...... Zhang Heng looked into the distance and touched his chest, rank, he is now dividing the hierarchy, the private system may be advanced, this is directly across the middle and late Stone Age that should have appeared, and the matriarchal clan may be wiped out in the history of the primordial space...... "Yan, I will make you the leader of the first tribe of the alliance, and how about guarding the east for me." Zhang Heng said loudly.

"Chief!" Yan asked tremblingly, he was very smart, and his communication was no worse than that of Chunwu.

Zhang Heng nodded: "Yes, it is the leader of the tribe, the first leader, in the future, I will give you endless rewards and honors, and divide your larger territory, as well as status, a status that can only be enjoyed by gods......"

"King, fight!" Yan held his scepter high, his voice trembling.

Zhang Heng thought about it carefully, whether it is the primitive commune system, or the slave system, or the feudal system, it is not suitable for the current space, because his appearance has affected the development of primitive people, he is groping, trying to find a system that is suitable for the present, which is of course not good in reality, but now the intelligence of primitive people is only in the hands of a small number of people.

He has selfishness, and he also wants to create this kind of selfishness for those close to him, the word "alliance" came out, so that the tribes can unite, he wants to be the sun king of the tribal alliance, he only needs to win over the leaders of the various tribes, and divide the rights in the erosion of the various tribes by the religion founded by the spring witch, but let him seize the power of religious beliefs, even if there will be chaos at that time, he, the living sun totem, is still high...... History, Politics. Governance, this is the knowledge studied by liberal arts students, but at this time, he has to work hard to recall and think, control history, and grasp politics. Rule, first lay down the territory, everything is said after the family enters the space, he wants to be the sun king, but he has no interest in the power of life and death, touched his heart, always, there is a weak place in his heart, this is weak for his family and important people, he can be the king, but he has no confidence to be a bully who makes everyone tremble in fear!

The ** of power has begun to spread into the thoughts of primitive people, and his hand is clenched in the void, **, this is the thought he expressed for primitive people to experience, in his grasp?

―――――――――――――――――― is it said that there is no clothing? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son.

How can you say that you have no clothes? With the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my halberd. Work with the child.

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers; Walk with the son.

"Who says you don't have a uniform? I will wear a robe with you, and the king will send troops to fight, and we will rest our spears and spears, and we will be hostile to the same target as you...... Rest your armor and weapons, and go with you to kill the enemy. ”

Zhang Heng held a spear in his hand, as if he had become a real king, and led his people to set off to fight together. Wild out of clothes, this is the folk song of the modern Great Qin Empire, with melodious tunes, mixed with murderous aura, and the cohesion formed by all the people...... Every time he roared, his blood boiled even more, and every syllable he spit out made him forget about his life, and the only thing left was to go to battle with the clansmen, even if he died in battle, there was also a king with him, and he immediately reacted, he is now the king, so he should die first, and fight a real king in the world.

"The king said that he wears the same animal skin as us, and that we are going to fight, and that we must rest our spears and have the same goal as the king......" cried the spring witch in a loud voice.

"Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers, kill!" Yan raised his head and roared angrily, spitting out seven killing words in a row, and his momentum was monstrous.

"Roar, king, sun king, how can you say that there is no clothes......" All the primitive people roared along, perhaps still do not know the meaning, but this kind of tune is infectious, this is a song created for battle, roared by the primitive people in unison, more violent and murderous, as if to collapse the sky.

Qin Shou suddenly stopped from the treetops, touched his face, he actually shed tears, this man who grew up alone in the forest like a beast, has not shed a single tear since he was born, but at this time he shed tears, because he understood, he understood the meaning of this ballad, he had fantasized countless times that the Qin tribe could have a strong leader, so that his childhood could be fed and warm, just like the children of the Xia tribe now, no, this is not enough, because these children still have the care of the king.

"How can you say that there is no clothes......" Qin Shou confided syllables, and actually put this Qin Feng. Wuyi hummed out completely, and added a sentence at the end: "Qin tribe, the first tribe!" ”

"Kill, kill, kill!" Zhang Heng yelled wildly, at this time, he had already forgotten the sentimentality after the death of someone, his battle ** had climbed to a point, and now he said that if he didn't kill and see blood, he was afraid that he would go crazy.

"Kill!" Ah Qi controlled the camel beast and roared, he was never a man who dared to fight, every time he shuttled in the forest, he relied on his unique skills to save his life, he had always been hiding at the end, but now he rushed to the front of the team, took a wooden spear from the hands of others, he even wanted to fight, wanted to stab the wooden spear into the chest of the beast, even if he died, he was willing, "Wang Yuxingshi, repair my halberd, kill!" ”

"Roar, Hengyue, the mountains are facing the court, grunt, roar~~~!" The battle tunes that belonged to the primitive people themselves also shouted out.

Zhang Heng hummed along, there was no difference between present and space in his mind, at least at this moment, he was crazy to the extreme, he would rather die than fight the beast, if he retreated a step, he would not be ashamed to commit suicide to vent his timidity...... Murderous, earth-shattering murderous gathering! Like a sharp sword that has been unsheathed, it has split the universe and the earth in half......

(To be continued)