When Dino re-entered Atlas Earth on Saturday night, it was already early winter. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The world is a little less vibrant, the earth looks gray and yellow, mixed with a few greens, and only the wild chrysanthemums on the side of the road are still blooming near the tribe, and the scene in front of them indicates that the cold winter of Xiao is coming.

This was the sixth and most difficult year for the tribe, as a large amount of supplies were consumed and turned into bows, arrows, spears, and spears. No one dared to complain, because the dark clouds of war filled the sky, and the solemn atmosphere weighed down.

Everyone knows that war is coming, and they may be farming and hunting peacefully today, and they will have to take up arms the next day to face the greedy invaders.

To make matters worse is the backbone of the tribe, and the old mother, whom everyone respects, is even more ill, and now she is completely unable to get off the ground and can only lie on the bed and talk hard.

Everyone knew that the old mother was about to be summoned by the gods and left them.

In this harsh winter, the only thing that still makes people feel reassuring is the earth-shattering shouting and killing on the camp grounds, and the thundering of war drums that make people's blood boil. These voices reassured the tribesmen that no matter how sharp the claws of the jackals were, they could no match the weapons of our tribesmen.

With a growing population and abundant food, the tribe gained greater strength. The total population of the tribe rose to more than 700 people, and thanks to the abundance of food to expand the military power, the hunting party led by the wolf hunted finally reached 200 people, a force that was superior to any other tribe in the surrounding area.

Although the Huaxia tribe is strong, it still can't stop some people's greedy peeps. Downstream of the river, a campfire burns in a makeshift camp, and several tribal leaders in different costumes are talking in whispers.

The organizers of this secret tandem are the Shigou tribe, which specializes in stone-tool making. Their leader was a man, and his extraordinarily large stone axe flaunted his extraordinary strength, which may be why he stood out from the matriarchal society.

Sitting next to him was the leader of the Driftgrass Tribe, her clever eyes revealing her wisdom. The two tribes frequently cooperate closely with each other, and Shi Gou mainly attacks the grass to come up with ideas, and is embarrassed to oppress the surrounding weak tribes.

The rest of the people were some small and medium-sized tribal leaders who were coerced and lured by them, listening to Shi Gou's description of the Huaxia tribe. Greed burns violently like a bonfire, and countless chestnuts and dried fish seem to be right in front of you.

However, there was a small tribe leader who was not optimistic about Shi Gou, and he said with some worry: "The leader of the Huaxia tribe, Ji Shui, is said to be able to communicate with the gods, and we can't offend the gods." Otherwise we will starve to death, die of cold, and our tribe will not participate. Then he turned and left.

Shi Gou stared at his back, suddenly picked up the stone axe, flew and slashed, cutting him to the ground, stomping on his neck, and he died before he even had time to scream. Shi Gou stepped on the corpse bubbling outward, stared at the others with vicious eyes, and shouted: "Are there any cowards?" Stand up. ”

No one dared to make a sound, and Shi Gou was very satisfied to comfort everyone: "Very good, very good, the rest are warriors." The Himesui clan can communicate with the gods, so what? She was dying, and now she couldn't even utter a complete sentence. ”

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At the same time, an army of more than 1,000 people was advancing in the direction of the Huaxia tribes, and behind them were destroyed tribal camps, which were the barbarian troops that ravaged the Great Wilderness in late autumn and early winter every year.

The Barbarian forces come from a violent alliance that does not produce and usually lives by oppressing the small and medium-sized tribes around them. Before entering the winter when food is scarce, they will go to the tribes and force their men to set out into the distance, plunder all the tribes they see, and then return to camp with the spoils before the snow falls.

The unit had no idea what the queue was, and they were scattered in small groups, chasing and fighting and laughing from time to time.

At the end of the procession, a young man complained to the sturdy man next to him: "The harvest is really small, the snow is coming, this little is not enough for our tribe to eat, and we will starve to death." ”

Jianqiang Han didn't care, and comforted: "It's okay, the leader will take us to the Huaxia tribe, which has endless dried fish and chestnut rice." ”

The man was taken aback when he heard this, and asked in fear, "That tribal leader can communicate with the gods, will we anger the gods by going?" ”

The strong man laughed a few times and replied confidently, "Don't be afraid, the leader of their tribe is dying of old age, and there are thousands of us." ”

However, none of them noticed, and several pairs of eyes were staring at them in the forest next to the team.

After observing for a while, he quietly retreated into the dense woods, crossed the beast path and bypassed the path of the barbarians, and ran quickly towards the Huaxia tribe.

The next morning, the news of the barbarian attack spread throughout the Huaxia tribe, and they were only three or four days away from the Huaxia tribe. For a moment, the tribesmen were terrified.

More than a dozen people from the Huaxia tribe carried hemp rope bags on their backs and pleaded to the guards with weapons in front of them: "Let's escape, we can't win, there are more than a thousand enemies, and those who stay here will be killed." ”

The wolf hunter walked at the front of the guards, holding a bamboo spear and warning angrily: "Whoever dares to escape, I will kill whom!" "Cowards, cowards, not even rabbits.

The members of the guard behind the wolf hunter kindly persuaded him: "Don't go, don't worry, we will protect the tribe, we have the weapons taught to us by the gods, even if they are as fierce as wolves, they can't compete with our weapons." ”

The other members of the guard also said confidently: "Yes, yes, don't worry." ”

The runaways were still not at ease, the legends of the wild men of the past had left them with too much fear, and they whispered in a cower, "But those wild men are not wolves, they are man-eating tigers." ”

The wolf hunter got impatient, took a step forward with a bamboo spear, and threatened, "What nonsense are you talking about, even if it's a tiger, I can beat him up." If you don't leave, I'll go back to your hut right away, and if you don't leave, I'll do it. ”

The confrontation between the two sides is becoming more and more tense, and the conflict is about to break out. Yuluo, who was observing the whole process on the side, had an opportunity to steal joy in his heart, and stepped forward to stop: "Wolf hunting, you retreat first, I'll tell them." ”

The wolf hunter hesitated to stop when he heard the words of the jade snail, he knew that the scene in front of him was more suitable for the jade snail who could speak well. Put away the bamboo spear, without saying a word, stared fiercely at the escapee and walked away.

When he returned to his thatched hut, the anger in his heart had nowhere to vent, and his eyes stayed on the bow and arrow hanging on the wall of the thatched hut. Get up, put on your bow and arrows, pick up your spear, walk out of the grass hut with a stone axe in hand, and walk towards the depths of the forest....

Yuluo walked up to one of the escapees in the lead, looked into his eyes, and said sternly, "Winter is coming, escape?" Where can you escape? Do you have food? If you escape, you will starve to death and die of cold in the wilderness. Don't forget who gave you food to fill your stomachs. ”

Not daring to look directly into Yuluo's stern eyes anymore, the leading escapee lowered his head. He knew in his heart that what Yuluo said was right, even if he escaped, he wouldn't survive a winter, could it really be that there was no way out, he was a little desperate.

Yuluo is very satisfied with his awe, this is what power tastes like. Looking up at the other fleeers, he shouted half threatening and half encouraging: "The gods are watching us, and whoever dares to run away will let him go to hell, where he will be starved and cold forever, and he will not die well." Go back, children, show your courage, and the gods will bless us. ”

The gods, yes, the gods will bless us. The escapees settled down a little, and they dispersed and returned to the thatched hut in obedience to the Jade Snail's request.

Yuluo endured the ecstasy in his heart, and I did it, and Yuluo returned to the center of the camp with ecstasy to arrange the production work. In the evening, Yuluo took stock of the day's manufacturing results, and suddenly heard a huge shout and cheer erupting at the gate of the camp.

Curiously walked over, only to see the bloodied wolf Chiguo on his upper body, carrying a tiger with a broken spear in his head on his shoulder, walking towards the camp. The onlookers watched him shouting in shock, not knowing who would start first, and the chaotic cheers slowly turned into a neat and loud name: "Tiger Hunting Wolf!" Tiger Wolf Hunt! Tiger Wolf Hunt! ”

The angry voice swept away the fear in the hearts of the tribesmen.

In every crisis, there must be heroes, and the history of China is also the history of heroes.