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The tiger hunting wolf returned to his grass hut, only to see the depressed Ji Tong standing at the door, staring at him blankly without saying a word.

The two of them stood in front of the grass hut like this, and Ji Tong couldn't help but speak first and whispered: "Master, I'm not a coward, I..."

The Tiger Hunter interrupted him and said to him, "Shut up, in two days you will lead the charge with the brute stone, and you will either die on the battlefield or come back alive." ”

Hearing Master's words, Ji Tong finally felt at ease, and he shouted, "Obey Master, I will prove to you that I am not a coward." ”

Then he raised his head and walked away, and the tiger wolf looked at his back, and said silently: Don't die, boy.

The thatched hut where the tribal leader lived was simply furnished, with a bed covered with hay and a few thick animal skins. The only thing that stood out was the map spread out on the stone platform, for which the tribe had sacrificed more than a dozen people.

Yuluo stared at the map on the platform in silence, she would not know that on the other side of the stone platform sat the god of the tribe, Dingnuo.

He was observing the jade snail, and the lively and optimistic woman of the year was gone, leaving only the woman who was unusually quiet now.

The war had transformed her, and even if she didn't say a word, Dino still felt the tenacity in her heart, this was an unbeatable woman.

Yuluo's heart is more ruthless and harder...

She stretched out her right hand, drew a circle on the map, included all the locations that had been discovered, and whispered, "Mine." ”

Use war to destroy tribes and then make them submit. The leaders who used to wield the power of life and death of the tribe bowed their heads in fear and knelt at their feet. This feeling made her want to stop.

In the past five years, she has planted countless nails in the surrounding tribes, and the Muli tribe is just one of them. More than that, her gaze stayed on the unexplored place on the map: "This is mine, too..."

Ding Nuo looked at her with interest, this woman had been blinded by ambition, and there was nothing that attracted her except the plundering of the land.

"Yuluo let me see how far you can go?"

......

Under the vast starry sky in the middle of the night, in a temporary camp more than 50 miles away from the Huaxia tribe.

At the edge of the camp is a simple wooden fence to protect it from wild beasts at night, and more than a dozen tribal warriors are vigilantly patrolling around.

The wild night was so quiet that it was frightening, and Ji Tong lay on a dry grass, tossing and turning, still unable to sleep.

He was scared, afraid of tomorrow's battle, afraid of being hurt, even dying.

He used to think he was a warrior, but once the beast of war came to him and stuck out his tongue to lick his face, he found himself panicking with fear.

Am I going to die? How will the enemy kill me tomorrow? Stone axe? Spear? Or a bow and arrow?

What does it feel like to have a spear stabbed into your body? How painful is it? What to do, run away....Flee back to the tribe, where there is warm animal skin, so that the grass hut with peace of mind will not be afraid when you sleep.

The jade snail suddenly appeared in his mind, pointed at himself and shouted, "Coward! "No, I'm not a coward.....

Really, isn't it? He gritted his teeth, tears still flowing uncontrollably, and let out a low cry, he was really scared.

He was only a half-grown child of thirteen or fourteen, and he didn't even graduate from junior high school in modern times. The coming war has made him lose his old sanity.

The wild stone beside him heard his cry, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't cry, sleep." ”

Ji Tong turned around, not wanting people to see his appearance, but he couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Manshi, I'm afraid, will I die tomorrow?" ”

Manshi was silent for a while: "Maybe it will... But you remember, if you are strong, your enemies will be weak, and if you live enemies, you will die. "It's been a long time since I've said anything like this, maybe I saw myself at that time.

Manshi closed his eyes, no longer paid attention to Ji Tong, and after a while, he continued to pull and fall asleep.

Ji Tong beside him stopped crying, and Manshi's words brought him a little confidence.

He is very strong, he has studied with the Tiger Hunter Wolf for five years, mastered various combat skills, and is one of the best in the tribe one-on-one, even a man who is stronger and taller than him is no match for him.

Except for one thing, he didn't kill anyone.

As a person who is firmly protected by the tribe, he has never encountered danger, not even a fierce beast, like a white lotus in a greenhouse, clean and fragile.

Open your eyes, look at the stars in the sky, and listen to the old people of the tribe say that our ancestors are watching us from the sky.

Ji Tong whispered silently the words of the stone axe: "If you are strong, the enemy will be weak, and if you live the enemy, you will die." "A feeling that he has never felt erupted in his heart, I am a strong man, so the enemy invites you to die.

……

Early the next morning, the troops of the Muli tribe were crossing the river, all the way north towards Licang.

Leading the troops was a tall man wearing a straw rope ring, his name was Mu Heng, the son of the leader of the Muli tribe.

With his superior force, he became the recognized leader of the tribe's military power, and if nothing else, he would be the next leader of the Muli tribe.

The tribe ran out of food, and in the past, as a tribe of mountain people who were good at hunting and strong physique, Mu Li was the leader of the surrounding tribes.

You can get a lot of food without farming, but with the rise of the Chinese tribes. The surrounding tribes were no longer as obedient as they used to be, and the food offered was getting less and less.

Why don't you just eat less food? Mu Heng was puzzled, and a voice interrupted his thinking.

"Report, unidentified troops have been found in the rear, and they are moving towards us." This is a warrior who paints his body with plant juice.

The unknown troops should be the Huaxia troops who went to Kurikura to support.

"How many?"

"About three hundred."

Mu Heng put his mind at ease, there were only three hundred people, which was not enough to cause trouble.

The source of his self-confidence is the straight bow of the Muli tribe, and as a tribe of mountain people, they are good at woodsmithing.

By trading in a nearby tribe to exchange a straight bow, the leader of Mu Li immediately ordered a copy of the treasure, and soon a large number of wooden straight bows were made.

What Mu Heng didn't know was that the three hundred people he found out were only the vanguard team led by the barbarian stone, and they were marching quickly to follow the Muli tribe.

There was a large force of more than 1,600 people about three miles behind the forward team, which was advancing steadily under the leadership of the tiger hunter.

It was close to noon, Mu Heng arrived at Licang, and the camp gate was in front of him.

He stared at the wooden wall, less than a man high, and waited for the troops to finish.

There were many more guards from the Huaxia tribe behind the wall than he expected, but he didn't worry at all, the stronger the guards, the more food there was in the camp.

He couldn't help but swallow his saliva at the thought of food, chestnut rice, dried fish, and maybe jerky?

Then he raised his hand and shouted: "Attack!" Shoot the arrows! ”

Thousands of arrows flew towards the camp like locusts, and the guards, who had been prepared, were already crouching behind the wooden walls, and this round of shooting could have reached dozens of people.

The real test is coming, and the invaders follow the rain of arrows and shout: "Kill, rush, kill." ”

Before the guards could stand up and adjust their positions, countless intruders had reached the wooden wall, spears raised, and stabbed straight ahead.

The slave soldiers who had just risen fell down in an instant, and the screams and wails rang in the ears of the slaves over and over again.

"Don't kill me, I surrender." A slave throws away his weapon and squats on the ground begging for mercy.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Overseer immediately stabbed him to death with a spear: "Cower, kill." ”

Then he raised his spear and pointed at the slaves who refused to fight, and said loudly, "Take up your courage, it is useless to be afraid, there is still a chance to survive the battle, surrender like him, die." ”

"I want to live, I want to be fed....", one, two.......more and more slaves finally mustered up the courage to fight.

"Live and live"

"Eat and be fed"

The slaves shouted slogans in unison and struggled to resist the invaders, the defensive line began to stabilize and the battle entered a stalemate.

Suddenly, there was a loud cheer from the wooden wall on the left, the wooden wall was knocked down, and the intruders shouted loudly and poured in through the gap.

"Aim at the enemy and fire arrows." The captain of the battle immediately signaled to release the arrows, and the intruders fell to the ground one after another, and the defense line was loosened.

"Slave soldiers." It's about to run out of steam...

The small gap is the tragedy of human cannibalism, broken flesh, blood, broken spears, arrows, this is the entrance to hell, the mill of flesh and blood.