In the jungle, Shang Tu was sitting on an animal skin cushion, nibbling on a piece of barbecue meat sent by his subordinates, some of which were difficult to swallow, but his hands were greasy and his mouth was full of black ash.

It's still the clay pot used by the Blackwater tribe that is easy to use! The cooked meat is fragrant, and the soup is more beautiful. originally wanted the Blackwater tribe to give him one, but was rejected by Shui Yuan on the pretext that the tribe was not enough.

He then tries to exchange or snatch some pottery at the exchange party, but is ruined by Ugin's self-righteous guy. The last chance was the leader of the Interception Power Tribe, but I didn't expect that the pottery to be so resistant to falling, and all the dozen or so clay pots that were found were broken, and none of them could be used.

It's disgusting!

Shang Tu bit down on a piece of meat and chewed it in his mouth, like eating a dry branch! But I forgot to rub the strength stone with meat.

Bah!

Spit out the piece of meat that was a little bitter, Shang Tu turned around and took out the power stone, poked it on the meat, wiped it vigorously inside and out, and put it in his mouth again to nibble on the next piece of meat.

Burst!

Still doesn't have a single taste!

If there is an old Chinese medicine doctor here, he will definitely be able to see that the other party has a bitter mouth and dry mouth caused by hyperactivity of liver yang, and even is irritable, irritable, upset and dreamy.

Shang Tu hated that he hadn't accomplished any of his goals, not even if he wanted to eat something delicious. All of this was caused by that fire, the strength of the tribe declined, and the other tribes no longer had the respect they had before.

"Humph! The Blackwater Tribe, the Ugin Tribe, let's wait and see, see how I clean you up after I master these artifacts and divine bows, and let you know why my Houtu tribe has always been the boss! ”

The tasteless Shang Tu threw aside the black piece of meat in his hand, wrapped the animal skin coat and lay down on the meat skin cushion, ready to rest.

Angry! I can't even eat it hot!

In the haze, Shang Tu, who was sleeping on the ground, heard a dull thump sound, which seemed to come from the ground, and it seemed to come from all directions, directly into his soul. There are also some jackals that make noisy sounds like babies crying when they bite their prey, which makes people's scalps tingle.

However, there are hunting members of the tribe waiting around, so there should be no problem.

But that kind of knocking sound was still one after another at first, and soon it became very dense, like rolling thunder, unwilling to stop for a long time, and even more dense!

Some distraught Shang Tu clutched his aching head and looked around at the sky.

The sky was not yet dark, but it was not as dark as the clouds that rolled before the storm.

But where does the thunder come from?

The stunned Shang Tu vaguely felt that this thud was somewhat familiar, as if, well, it was like the sound of the horse he was riding when the man with the artifact fled when they were besieging the Li Tribe.

Shang Tu was so fierce that he jumped up with a thud and shouted:

"Enemy attack!"

In the rumbling sound, those two words were covered by thunder, mixed with a hint of swishing sound, which can capture people's hearts!

At the last moment of dusk, the mist that was still calm as usual just now rolled for a while, like a black monster with teeth and claws, heading straight for the people of the Houtu tribe. Accompanied by screams, as terrible as ghosts.

Late!

Shang Tu watched as eight horses rushed out of the mist like thunder

Far away, like a scorpion's tail probing, stabbing the poisonous needle at every figure in its sight.

Eight horses and six people carried the momentum of thunder, and shot over the people in front of them, and those who didn't have time to shoot far away were chopped down with a mountain opener, and even directly let the horses collide with them. For a while, people dragged their troops on their backs, and the team of Houtu suddenly collapsed, and they were rushed to the ground, and they all looked for places to hide.

The people of Houtu themselves were resting there, and the combination of men and horses killed them by surprise. The rumbling sound of horses' hooves, most of the people of the Houtu tribe have never seen such a formation. The screams of their fellow tribesmen before they died only added to their fears.

At this time, they were already running like flies without heads, running wildly, only hating that they had lost two legs, and rushed into the dark jungle with a whoa, for fear that they would run slowly, but what greeted them was real darkness.

Shang Tu, the leader of the thick soil, has gone crazy! His own people were beaten twice in a row, but they were powerless to fight back, and watched their good sons and daughters being killed like helpless deer. These people were like a big owl, standing in place and staring at the frightened people who fled like rats, and their hearts were dripping blood.

Shang Tu shouted from behind a large tree, hoping to summon everyone back to him, and then use the blocking of the trees around him to organize an effective attack and take out these uninvited guests.

He is here to kill, not to be killed! It's a pity that now it's the other way around, and you can't even organize a decent resistance, and you're defeated!

This is the foundation for restoring the glory of the tribe to the past!

Shang Tu was still shouting, trying to gather some of the people. Suddenly, a sharp gaze came at him, blocking his voice in his throat.

With a "whoosh", a sharp arrow slashed across Shang Tu's cheek, who had not had time to react, and pierced deeply into the big tree in front of him.

"Hum~"

The tail of the arrow trembled rapidly, and it slammed into Shang Tu's face, waking him up from shock. Before he had time to check what the difference was with that arrow, Shang Tu groaned, turned his head and ran towards the dense forest behind him, never daring to turn back, leaving a puddle of wet unknown liquid in place, exuding a foul smell.

Ahead, looking at the annoying man who was yelling and annoying, the woman was a little irritable, if she hadn't been riding forward and her archery skills were a little poor, she would have gone over and killed the other party, lest he still be there to make noise.

Still, she gave a thumbs up to the rat who shot the arrow, which was a compliment to him.

This made the rat more and more excited, and he shot another arrow from a distance, knocking down a dazed man who was running nowhere, showing off his archery skills. But she didn't expect that in exchange for a white eye and a smile on the corner of her mouth, she gave her.

However, if the woman knew that the person who ran away just now was one of the culprits, even if she chased the moonlight Yingye, she would catch the other party and break the corpse into pieces.

As for Maotou, he only knew that the other party was from the three major tribes, and as for Shangtu, he really didn't pay attention to it when he was fighting. Not to mention that his current focus was all on manipulating his horse to drive away the enemy, and he couldn't do anything else on a bareback horse at the moment.

The technology is not enough!

In front, the woman grabbed the belly of the horse between her legs, rushed forward, and screamed and rode away the fleeing people, looking for a target for her to vent in the dim light. A stumbling slave appeared in her eyes, but he was the best target for running in a straight line.

The woman drew a bronze arrow, pulled out her longbow, which was a little inconvenient, and turned her horse sideways to shoot an arrow. The swift arrow quickly closed the distance between him and the opponent, but just as he was about to hit the opponent, Nanu tripped over a branch under his feet and dodged the fatal arrow.

Yes!

The woman shouted angrily, and when she was about to rush over again, she was grabbed by the reins of the horse by the rat next to her.

"Forget it, leave him alive and hand it over to the night of the Great Wilderness!"

Coincidentally, a wolf roar came from the jungle in the distance, blocking back the woman's displeasure, and she nodded and obeyed the mouse's arrangement.

Seeing that the enemy still had about two dozen corpses fleeing into the surrounding jungle, the rat whistled, turned his horse's head and rushed to the bonfires that had been kicked or suppressed by people, and after dismounting and extinguishing the fire, everyone quickly mounted their horses and rushed towards the coordinate bonfire in front of the tribe.

At this time, the surroundings had become black and oppressive, and the five fingers could not be seen, and only the starlight could be seen when he looked up.

The horses' eyes and their excellent sense of hearing and smell came into play, and with the help of a faint light, they rushed towards the huge campfire in the distance. The eyes that flickered like small light bulbs around them and the terrified roar made the horses make them avoid it in advance, and after a great circle, they returned to the tribe.

Nervousness, excitement, excitement, excitement, and yelling, this is the mood of everyone who dismounts at the moment.

The hearty battle made them forget about the danger. Daring to take risks, they reaped success, not only to break up the enemy and force them into the jungle, but also to make them usher in an even more terrifying and dark night, a joyful night of the feast of beasts.

Outside the fence, the roars of predators and the screams of humans before they died. Inside the fence, the people of the Li tribe danced happily to celebrate today's two victories. The injuries of two people were exchanged for nearly fifty casualties on the other side. And by tomorrow, presumably that number will increase by a large margin.

If Ding Qi is here, there may be some unbearability in his heart, but in the eyes of primitive people, the enemy is the enemy, and only you live and die. If you hit me, then I have to pay it back, even harder, and it's better to take a bite of the meat.

This is a very simple truth, which belongs to the principle of life of ancient human beings. In their eyes, survival is the first priority, everything can only stand aside, even if it is only for more than ten years, they have to open their mouths and stutter, just to fill their stomachs.

It's the survival instinct of human beings!

Just like Ding Qi at this moment, lying on the big stone in front of the tribe, snuggling up to the little cutie, looking at the Big Dipper in the sky, he is also thinking about the survival of the tribe or human beings. He is a survival freak, but after solving the problem of personal survival, he also has to solve the problem of the survival of the tribe and the human race.

The bucket handle points to the north, summer is coming, this is a wonderful season!

The next day, the great wilderness, which had been noisy for a night, ushered in a relatively calm moment every morning. The cheerful chirping of the birds in the woods or in the grass, as if the terrifying sound of the previous night had never happened to them at all.

But in their minds, they don't think about it at all, they only think about whether they can find food today, how much food they can find, and whether they can find food for their children. At the end of spring, the season of multiplication has begun. As for the word fear, there is no place in their little heads.

Survival, that's all!