The sound of running water came from the front, clearly reaching their ears, and it lifted their spirits. Moo knew that not far from the stream was a hunter's hut, which was built according to the tribe's habit when they came. When they arrived here, they could take a good rest after a day of running, and everyone's expressions could not help but relax a little.

"Cheer up, it's almost time to camp in, you can have a good rest at night, and the last person to cook at night!"

Moo beckoned the people to follow, and as soon as he grabbed the horse's belly, he rushed out, leaped over the brook, and went straight to the hunter's hut hidden in the woods. But they rushed forward excitedly, but they didn't notice that there was a pair of eyes in the jungle watching their movements. When they had all jumped over the creek, a strange birdsong sounded, and after ten minutes the same birdsong sounded in the direction where they had disappeared, the owner of the eyes got up from his hiding place, circled around, and ran to the perimeter of the hunter's hut.

As he ran, he could see two coats of white paint on his face, his upper body, and only two pieces of fur that appeared to be mink were lying cross-legged on his left shoulder. Two long canine teeth protrude from the lower part of the mouth, and saliva is thrown out from between the two canines during the run, and it hangs into a waterline. And the various fist-sized hideous beast head skeletons beating around their necks were strung together into a necklace, revealing a savage and ferocious aura.

This man was armed with a bone rod and strong muscles, presumably a warrior in his own tribe. But at this moment, the warriors are casting their ill-intentioned gaze through the dense jungle foliage on the figures of the moo, who are lighting fires to cook and unload goods from their horses.

If you look down from the air at this time, you will find that with the hunter's hut as the center, and a radius of about eighty meters, there are fifty or sixty primitive people dressed in various animal skins, with messy hair, white paint on their faces, armed with bone clubs, stone axes, wooden spears, and even wooden sticks and stones, lurking towards them with the help of various bushes and bushes.

The forest was quiet, occasionally the wind blew, and only the chatter of the warriors of the Ding tribe when they were busy could be heard, and a burst of laughter broke out from time to time. This caused the advancing primitive man to bow down sharply, worrying if it had attracted the attention of those in front of him, as if they had ambushed various animals. In their cognition, these only ten people, without weapons and with 20 horses, have become a fragrant piece of meat in their eyes, not to mention that there are so many animal skins, and they can increase the reserves of the tribe.

Moreover, it is much easier to hunt humans than animals, without worrying about tailwinds, sensitive noses, and sharp eyes. From the point of view of the same kind, I don't know whether this is the luck or sorrow of mankind, of course it is luck for the hunter, and it is sad for the person who is about to be hunted.

The horses are lowering their heads to nibble on the grass on the ground, the fat and tender green grass is one of their favorites, and of course, the feeling of the human tickling them is their favorite, not one of them.

The people around me are very good to me, which is a feeling that I have never experienced in the wild before. In the wild, there is competition and fighting between companions, as well as the threat from beasts, and every day in addition to filling their stomachs, they are constantly running to avoid predators, including some savage humans.

But after being tamed by these humans in front of him, not only was he not eaten, but he also enjoyed the meticulous care of human beings, water, food, and energy

Add salt water to the body.

The horse snorted, shook its head twice, and continued to graze, but as soon as it took two bites, it jerked its head up, its head facing in front of it, and its ears bobbing back and forth.

Herod~

The horse suddenly neighed, jumped twice, and appeared restless, much to the same uneasiness of the other horses around him. The young warrior beside him, who was tickling the horse with a twig, was startled and did not understand why it was so irritable.

Was it stung by a wasp?

Just as he turned to find out the cause while calming the horses, he heard a whistling in his ears, like the whining of a club swinging rapidly.

The whistling sound reached his ears in an instant, from far and near. But when he looked up to see what it was, a rapidly spinning object magnified in his eyes. Having used this tool before, he knew that this was a flying stone rope for hunting, and unlike the flying stone rope with three stones that he used in the Ding tribe, this flying stone rope only had two stones.

He instantly understood that it was someone who had come to sneak up on them.

"Enemy attack!"

He didn't dodge, and he didn't have time to dodge, he could only shout out at the moment when the flying stone rope reached his body, warning the other partners. The shout spread far away, frightening the birds that had just been hiding in the trees and not daring to say a word. But immediately after, I heard a bang, my head hurt, and I didn't know anything when it was dark in front of me.

The muscular, bone-bound primitive man saw that his men had struck a blow, and with a whistle, the people around him instantly rushed out of hiding, brandished their weapons, and screamed, and ran towards those in the camp who were about to be slaughtered by him.

As soon as the warning sound came out, they were cleaning up the camp and were stunned for a moment, so they immediately grabbed the weapons around them and quickly gathered together, formed a defensive formation, put their bows and arrows, and swept left and right, and saw a group of primitive people suddenly rushing out from fifty meters away.

Moo's eyes in front of the formation froze, and he did not panic, and said calmly:

"Free Fire!"

After speaking, he pulled the longbow in his hand and quickly released it, and the sharp arrow with a bronze arrow quickly slashed through the air and slammed into a person's chest. The carrying power even knocked the man to a stagger, taking away all the strength from his incredible eyes.

Whoosh!

Trained warriors are constantly shooting arrows at the enemy in their field of vision, as Moo asks. Although their numbers are small, the bow and arrow in their hands give them great strength and confidence, so that they have absolute confidence that they can wipe out the offenders.

Ahhh

One by one, primitive humans fell to the ground, and those who fell stared at them with puzzled eyes, they did not know how they died, and the people who told them were about to die. The only thing they could do before they died was to feel how the power of their bodies faded, how the cold invaded them, and watched as the darkness that kept them in fear enveloped their bodies.

Ten breaths later, the people who launched the sneak attack, which were dense just now, have become sparse at this time. The screaming and screaming of their companions who fell to the ground made a miserable noise, and they could not help but slow down their running pace, and hesitated whether they should continue on, even though they were not twenty paces away from the prey.

Suddenly there was a loud roar, and the primordial who had whistled earlier

The man, waving the elephant's leg bone in his hand, quickly closed the distance and rushed towards a man who looked a little thin.

As a cannibal tribe that preys on other humans, they have long found each other when this group of people passed by the Yu tribe. He is another powerful captain of the cannibal tribe: the ermine, who is on a par with Zhuang's strength.

But since the disappearance of their group that had gone out hunting in the snow, the leader sent himself to find out why.

But what he saw was an empty cave, there was no one in it, the people of the Yu tribe had disappeared, and there was the strong team.

Could it be that Zhuang took everyone away?

Or is there something else going on that that is causing so many people to die?

There is no one in life, and there is no corpse in death!

Just as the mink and the people were looking around, more than a dozen humans on horses appeared at the location of the Yuan Yu tribe. Looking at the outfits on their bodies and the ornaments on their heads, the mink they could tell at a glance that these people were members of the Yu tribe.

It's a pity that the other party rode a horse and left the Yu tribe after a short pause and ran towards the east.

The mink followed in the jungle with a dozen good hands, for three days, until the Yu tribesmen stopped by the stream here to rest, and the mink caught up. Unfortunately, they didn't have much stamina, so they had to watch them go.

However, when Mink saw the camp, his eyes lit up, and he guessed that the dozen or so people should come back. So he took his men and wandered around the camp, waiting for them to depart.

His wish was soon granted, and the group of people did not know where to exchange many hides and carry them on horses. And in the eyes of this group of people, in addition to seeing fatigue, he also saw relaxation. It's a great opportunity for hunting.

He then used the sound of birds to signal the hunt.

What I didn't expect was that after my own people launched a sneak attack, it didn't take long for almost half of them to fall on the way to the charge. This frightened and frightened the mink, and he did not know how the man fell, but only saw a wooden stick shaking in the bleeding part of the fallen man's body. But can a stick kill?

The mink doesn't know!

But at this time, he had no way to stop, so he could only rush forward, hoping that there would be no more wooden sticks that could kill people.

With a loud roar, the wish of the mink that gave himself courage came true, and there was no such murderous stick, and the people behind him also overcame the fear in their hearts and rushed over.

The elephant leg bone in his hand whined, and with a jump, it swung at the leader of the people in front of him. Unexpectedly, a short figure of the other party actually dodged over. That's not all, this person used his stunned kung fu to pull out a flat stick out of nowhere, and turned around and rushed towards him.

The mink was so angry that he didn't run away, but rushed to himself? See if I don't smash you into a pulp!

The mink waved the elephant bone again, left and right, but it was always a fraction of a second, and it couldn't hit the opponent.

A cold light flashed, and the monkey-like nimble man in front of him approached the ermine's side, lowered his head to avoid the elephant bone sweep, and swept the stick in his hand towards the mink's thigh.

Sting!

"Ahh

The mink screamed loudly, and the sharp pain hit his brain, making him unable to maintain his balance, and he fell to the ground, screaming like a child.