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Hilly mountains.

The autumn rain poured down, the ground crackled, and the air was filled with an earthy smell.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

The towering trees were slashed hard by the stone axes, and they fell one after another in the rain curtain with a heavy muffled sound, splashing countless thin branches and leaves.

Whenever a giant tree is cut down, immediately primitive people who are soaked in rain rush up and neatly remove the leaves from the giant tree.

It wasn't until the giant tree became bare that these primitive people wrapped in animal skins let out a loud shout, picked up the giant tree together, and walked down the mountain with heavy steps.

These primitive people, both male and female, were all ordinary people.

Their bodies were hot and their dark skin was flushed red because of the constant labor, and when the rain fell on them, they were immediately evaporated, leaving them with a hot mist.

The treated giant trees are carried to the foot of the mountain.

There were more physically fit warriors who were responsible for transporting them back to the tribe, and then the common people of the tribe would chop the giant trees into firewood, which would be dried and stored for winter use when the weather cleared.

Everyone knows that winter is coming in a month.

So I didn't spare any effort to get to work.

Rain cats and dogs.

When all the trees on the low hill had been cut down, more than a hundred able-bodied warriors with their feet bound by silk began to dig up the ground under their feet in the rain.

"Poof! poof!"

It didn't take long.

With the great force of the warriors, a large, flat pit was dug at the top of the low mountain, and a corner of bluestone was exposed from the wet mud.

Ari's eyes lit up as he watched at his feet, and he immediately picked up his speed, swinging his stone hoe and digging frantically at the edge of the blue-gray rock.

The wet mud splattered all over him, but he didn't notice it.

Soon this piece of bluestone was completely excavated, and I saw that it was more than a man tall, with smooth edges and beautiful dark green lines at the fractures.

Yali gasped excitedly, and immediately bent down to pick up the piece of green rock.

"Bang!"

At this moment, an iron fist suddenly attacked from the side!

Excited, Ali was defenseless and was hit the cheekbone by his fist, and fell into the mud puddle in embarrassment.

The blow didn't spare the slightest, and Ari's cheekbones were in sharp pain, and he shook his head, trying to get up but stumbling.

The person who attacked him was the Pig Warrior Tu Barge, and when he hit it successfully, he quickly picked up the huge piece of green rock, pushed it on his head and pushed it up the pit, handed it to the Blood Pattern Warrior who had just come to the pit, and then showed a flattering smile at the Blood Pattern Warrior.

"My lord, I just dug this rock!"

The blood-streaked warrior snorted, picked up a long branch from the ground, broke it, and gave it half to the earth barge, and half to put it away himself.

At this time, Yali finally got up, knowing that the green rock he dug out had been handed over, his face suddenly turned iron-blue, his eyes were cold, and he suddenly roared and smashed his fist at the earthen barge!

"This is the rock I dug up, and you dare to rob me!!Give me back that branch!!"

The people of the Pig tribe who were assigned to the quarrying usually had nothing to eat, and in order to obtain food, they had to rely on the excavated rocks in exchange.

The more green rocks you dig, the more food you will be distributed, and the alliance also stipulates the amount that must be completed every day, and some of the people of the tribe dig up the rocks that do not meet the standard, so they can only starve.

This rule sounds simple, but it can be difficult to implement.

Because the primitive people were illiterate and their memory was not so good, the people of the alliance could not clearly record the amount of bluestone dug up by each tribesman.

So Ye Xi thought of a solution, that is, to send ten soldiers to be responsible for the handover at the entrance of the mine.

When the slave digs up the green rock, he directly hands the green rock to the alliance warrior in charge of him, and the warrior gives the slave half a branch.

This half branch is the proof of this, the more branches the longer they are, and the more food they will be allocated when they are resting.

There were also people from the tribe who used their crooked brains to secretly pick up a thin branch and break it, trying to get by. But in the end, it couldn't fit with the other half of the branch that the Alliance soldiers had collected, and it was spotted and pulled out.

The end of the creacherous slave was miserable.

He was skinned alive by the tribesmen, and was hung from a tree like a monster in blood, wailing alive for three days before he lost his breath.

The scene was so bloody and terrible that all the tribesmen were shocked, and in the end they all honestly worked hard to dig the rocks.

In the past two days, Yali has been unlucky, and the large rocks have been discovered and dug up by others first, but he has barely completed the mission goal, so he is now so hungry that his eyes are black, and his stomach is throbbing, and he wants to grab the dirt to fill his stomach.

I didn't expect that I finally dug up a big piece today, but it was immediately snatched by the earth barge, how could I not be angry.

"Where's the branch, give it back to me!!"

Hungry and crazy, Ari burst out with great force, knocked the earth barge down with a single fist, and then groped for the leather armor of the earth barge with a frenzied look to find the half of the branch.

"Crackle!"

A leather whip covered with barbs suddenly struck Arry!

A deep blood streak immediately appeared on the body of the dumped Arri, and red blood gushed out along the wound.

"Don't steal other people's branches!!"

Next to the pit, a tall, thin woman from the Quinoa tribe scolded Arry coldly.

Ari was thrown a whip coldly, and a pair of bloodshot red eyes were immediately filled with anger, and roared wildly at the woman: "He was the one who robbed my rock first!!"

The quinoa tribesman was just an ordinary person, and she was so frightened by Ari's terrible appearance that she almost retreated.

But at last she stopped, and rounded her arm, and immediately lashed at him!

Although this quinoa tribe woman is almost skinny, the body of the primitive people is there, and her hands and feet are still strong, so when this whip goes down, there is a terrible whip mark on Ari's face.

"Lord Xiwu stipulates that you are not allowed to snatch branches, but he didn't say that you are not allowed to snatch stones, if you dare to rob his branches again, just wait to be skinned!"

The woman said coldly.

Ari was so angry that his chest rose and fell violently, and his eyes flashed with resentment.

The women of the quinoa tribe used to be their slaves, and I don't know how many times he had been killed and mutilated, and if this woman dared to do this to him before, he would definitely smash her head with his hands! No, before she died, he would torture her in the most cruel way!

But now......

Ari glanced aggrievedly at the Alliance warriors who were toiling back and forth around him, lowered his head and gritted his teeth as he continued to dig into the rocks.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the earth barge that he was digging with the same hard work as he was carrying a stone hoe, and the corners of his eyes turned scarlet, and a strong hatred for this former clansman welled up in his heart.

If he has the opportunity, he must take revenge and come back, at least he must rob the other party of a piece of Qingyan that big!

The earth barge next to him was not a fool, he naturally felt this hatred, he was vigilant in his heart, always paying attention to Arri's movements, and at the same time, the speed of digging became faster and faster.

"Poof, poof!"

The people of the pig tribe in the mine were drenched in the rain, digging the bluestone one by one.

The atmosphere was cold, no one spoke, and everyone looked at the surrounding clansmen from time to time with a vigilant cold gaze while hoeing the wet soil.

The movements of his men are fast.

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