The little monkey, known as the Scud, came back three points faster than usual this time.

"Chief, it's terrible, it's terrible!"

The little monkey walked through the jungle and over the boulders, roaring and dancing towards the chief.

Maybe he was too anxious, or maybe he was relieved to return to the tribe and didn't look at the ground.

So, he accidentally stepped on a leg bone, and the leg bone directly began to rotate, causing him to fall straight out, and rolled around, just in front of the chief.

If you don't look at his last embarrassed fall to the ground, he looks like an agile squirrel.

"Don't panic! What are you like! Straighten my tongue, pant evenly, and speak again!"

The chief twisted his mustache into a lock in his hand, and was very disdainful of the little monkey's fuss.

Although his tribe is not a hero, it is definitely not a weak person who will be pinched and softened in this mountain, and there are powerful guardians, and ordinary things cannot pose any threat to this tribe at all.

Since there is no threat, it is natural to look at this kind of thing with a relaxed eye, and it is normal to be unfazed.

However, the little monkey was not in the mood to accompany the chief to play any twists and turns.

With difficulty, he reached out, grabbed the chief's calf with one hand, propped up the ground with the other, raised his head, and struggled to stir the lobes of his bellows, making a sound that was intermittent as he could not breathe.

"Huh... Ha... The mountain pass was been, and someone gave it a poof—it's split!

All... Flattening the ground!"

"What?"

The chief's calves were scratched with red marks, and his nails were even pinched into the flesh, but he didn't even feel the slightest pain.

His brain was running at high speed right now, and just thinking about the little monkey's words made him do his best.

Although the little monkey has always been in a hurry and not steady enough, he has been a sentry for many years, and he does not have the courage to talk nonsense in front of himself as a chief.

To be on the safe side, he immediately ordered the tribe's warriors to assemble.

When less than forty young adults arrived, the little monkey also drank two sips of water and barely recovered.

He said loudly: "When I arrived at the mountain pass, I found that there were more than a hundred people carrying things there, and when I looked again, the big stone crack was gone, and it was all flat, and the stones fell to the ground!"

Those guys seem to believe in the dog god, and they move all the stones, as if they want to move all the stones away and make a way. ”

Speaking of this, he gritted his teeth: "I also saw twenty or thirty people wearing clothes outside the mountain, and I moved stones with them!"

"Outsiders?"

"What are they going to do?"

"Collusion with outsiders!"

"Kill these traitors!"

There was a lot of talk, and the wrinkles on the chief's forehead deepened.

Even if the person who can move stones is not a young man, at least he is a teenager or a sturdy woman, and he is half a combat power, so it is obviously not a small force...... He knew that the three tribes that believed in the dog god would have a hard time coming up with this number alone.

Coupled with the fact that there were at least twenty or thirty people from outside the mountain, it was really not easy to deal with—they were probably not civilians, but regular army soldiers. Fighting ordinary tribal warriors is more victorious than defeated.

After all, although his tribe is larger, the number of young and middle-aged men who can fight is not two hundred, and it is not possible to win a sure victory by fighting more than one hundred people on the other side.

But as a chief, he must not retreat and admit it easily in the first place, otherwise his prestige will be greatly shaken.

Many people will have the idea that he, the chief, is incompetent, has no guts, and can replace him at any time.

However, at the same time, you can't just just think about it, follow the cries of many people, and rush forward with a breath of anger.

It is certainly not good for the prestige to be shaken, and to be regarded as a coward. But on the other hand, it seems that it is better to lead people to charge without thinking, in case of huge casualties, it will only shake his prestige even more.

"You, you ......," he thought for a moment, then made up his mind, stretched out his hand, and ordered a few young men, "Go and catch two goats and a little pig, and send them to the big hole!"

The young men looked at each other for a moment, and then they had no choice but to do so.

Although they knew that their operation was risky, the risk of confronting the chief was no less risky than this.

Young adults in the tribe are precious, but they are far from the point where they cannot survive without a few. The chief didn't even need to call for help, he could have stabbed three or five young men with his own spear.

Besides, even if the chief didn't kill them, he could still justifiably punish them for hard labor, or hang them up and beat them severely, and no one wanted to try the feeling of not being able to get to the ground for three days.

When the chief saw them gone, he ordered wine and meat to be served, and ate them with the warriors, to gather strength for the rest of the operation.

After all, it's not long since winter, and it's time for the snow and ice to melt.

Even the farmers outside the mountains, unless they are a few rich peasants, will eat less during the winter, save some grain, and prepare for the spring ploughing season in the coming year.

This is especially true of these fishing and hunting peoples in the mountains, although these people are young and middle-aged, it is impossible to hunt enough food in such a season, and in winter, they will naturally be hungry for a while.

If you don't eat well and take some time to digest it, it is a problem whether you can send out 70% or 80% of the strength in your heyday.

Not long after, with a loud roar, the young men ran back with a rolling belt.

Two of them were injured to varying degrees, and one of them was in a bleeding state, but their faces were more of the joy of the aftermath of the catastrophe and the fear of what had happened before.

Behind them emerged a gigantic primate with black hair.

This huge word is not an exaggeration, but a genuine thing.

There are gorillas of similar species to the earth in this world, and the male gorillas can reach a weight of more than 200 kilograms, crushing all ordinary strongmen.

And the one that appears now is a more powerful existence that has transcended the boundaries of the mundane and broken through the original shackles.

Just when he moves on all fours, he has a height of nearly 1.8 meters. When it stands upright, it can easily break through two meters.

Faced with the troll, the tribesmen bowed their heads together.

"The son of the great ape god, he is afraid to sacrifice his life, he is afraid to offer fresh fruits, and he is afraid to offer songs and dances......"

Amid the prayers of the crowd, the chief proclaimed: "I am sincerely afraid to present my robes and the enemy!"

As a result, a long howl full of war spirit and anger resounded through the four wildernesses.