Chapter Seventy-Four: The Beginning of Chaos

The high mountain range, covered with a winter of snow, melts and gathers into a trickle of water under the warm sunlight of early spring, and from the high mountain ridge it continues to converge into a turbulent stream, which rushes down the cliff to form a beautiful waterfall.

The field is still yellow, and there is not a trace of green at all.

In a muddy ground soaked in snow, a group of people were gathering, most of them already emaciated, even beside the blazing fire, still wearing thick animal skins, but still unable to drive away the pervasive cold, shivering in the cold wind of early spring.

"Clan leader, the situation is already very critical now, this winter has already made ten percent of our tribe die of cold and starvation. ”

"Yes, clan leader, it's only spring now, and it will take at least half a month for the young grass to grow, and it will take at least half a month for the prey to return, but now the food in the tribe has lasted less than ten days. ”

"Yes, the situation of our tribe is not very good, at most half a month's food, but now the beasts are becoming more and more cunning and powerful, and now the harvest of hunting is less than half of what it used to be. And it's not known how long this will last. ”

"Clan leader, the situation is very critical now, especially in the wild, if there is no new safe place as the station of our tribe, we are afraid that we will gradually be wiped out, and our branch tribe is a living example.

In the past, my branch tribe was relatively well developed, but now, I'm afraid it's at the bottom, if it weren't for everyone's help, I'm afraid it would all be wiped out. And all of this originated from an attack by the Wild Behemoth a year ago, when not only did it destroy the territory that had been in operation for three hundred years, but also the entire tribe lost seventy percent. ”

"And we ......" ......

Each branch tribe is constantly complaining, explaining the problems they are encountering, in short, most of their tribes are now at a juncture of extinction.

"Is the situation serious enough to be like this?" Among the group, a burly middle-aged man, looking at these obviously thin clansmen, after listening to their stories, he was a little distracted for a while, but when he heard these situations, he still couldn't make up his mind, he could only appease the branch tribe first. After all, the impact of their approach is too great, and it still needs to be considered.

"Everyone should go back, first move the tribe to the station of the clan tribe, now the supplies and prey on the side of the clan tribe are quite abundant, and they can still feed all the tribesmen, but the proposal should be kept secret, don't reveal the news, don't cause other tribes to be nervous. ”

"Clan leaders, now they are all ...... Okay, listen to you, but hopefully the clan leaders will think more about the situation of the tribe, many of the clansmen are starving. The leader of a branch tribe was about to refute, but seeing the negotiable serious expression of the clan leader, he could only compromise, after all, the clan patriarch

The dozens of people who had accumulated scattered in the cold wind, leaving only the clan patriarch to stay where he was, the ashes after the burning, looking at the flames swaying in the cold wind.

"How can that matter be so simple, as long as this opening is opened, then the traditions that have been passed down by the various tribes from ancient times will also be destroyed, and the resulting destruction will sweep through everything in the universe like a torrent, and chaos and killing will continue in the history to come. "If all this is really inevitable, then we must first prepare for a first striker, and before the other tribes gather enough strength, we must have an absolute advantage and quickly defeat them." After all, in order for his tribe not to cry powerlessly, he had to let other tribes cry. ”

Three months later, in a huge camp, the clan leaders and branch leaders stood on a temporary high platform together, looking at the huge army formed by the entire tribe below, and were shocked for a while, their own tribe already had such strength. They are even more confident about what comes next.

There was no passionate speech, just a very simple slogan: for the survival of the tribe, go!

The silent army slowly walked out of the huge camp, and on both sides were the crowds of people who came to see them off, all of them were the parents, children, wives, younger brothers and sisters of the expedition, they did not have earth-shattering cheers, nor sad cries, but also the boundless silence and melancholy eyes.

In the dark night, the shouts of tens of millions of people suddenly burst out, and the sound was continuous, shaking the heavens and the earth, and countless torches were raised to break through the curtain of the night.

"Enemy Attack !!"

The desolate and tearing roar also sounded at the first time, and in the caves, tents, and simple wooden houses, there were constantly sleeping warriors, women, children, and old people who were awakened, picked up the weapons they could find and rushed out, ready to resist the wild beasts in the wild.

Yes, it's the beast!

In their limited lives, and in the long historical records, there has not been a single incident where a tribal station was attacked by other tribes, and generally there is any contradiction between the two tribes, that is, at the edge of their respective territories, an appointment time to have a dignified battle, and all the contradictions will be resolved.

Even if all the enemies on the opposite side are destroyed, they will not enter or occupy an inch of each other's land, which is not only a tradition handed down from ancient times, but also a tacit understanding between all tribes.

This is also why the Fire Tribe did not stay even if they defeated so many tribes during the migration, just because it was the territory of other tribes, and it was not until they found the current borderless land that they really settled down.

But this time they had guessed wrong, and they saw countless enemies with torches and flying sharp weapons.

What's going on?

Those warriors who saw this situation and had not yet reacted from it were directly killed by the rushing enemy with spears, stone axes, and stone hammers, and suddenly the sound of broken bones sounded, bright blood splashed everywhere, and the terrible wails before death were everywhere.

The tent burned, smoke poured into the endless dark sky, and the killing continued......

In the morning, in a cave that had not been burned by fire

"Why? Why do you Tooth tribe do this?" said an old man, sitting feebly on a wooden stump, and behind him was a beautiful fiery red feather, which was the totem of their feather tribe for more than a thousand years.

"It's all about survival, don't blame us, you can go with peace of mind. Your tribe will not be wiped out, it will be passed on forever, but it will be under our Tooth Tribe. The clan leader looked at this man, his heart was also heavy and abnormal, the invisible pressure made him feel the stiffness of his body, the spear in his hand was raised several times, and finally he put it down again, "It's better for you to come, don't let him go too painfully, after all, he is my mother's father." ”

He walked out of the cave and waited quietly outside, and after a while a short shout came from inside, and he fell into the boundless silence again. Tears involuntarily dripped from the corners of his eyes and dripped onto the dirt under his feet, leaving wet marks one by one.

The men piled up the cave with dry wood, and the clan leader stood in front of the cave and was silent for a long time before throwing the torch in his hand into the cave, and the ignited wood began to burn.

The warm fire roasted on his face, evaporated the tears, calcined and tempered the power of the heart, and the clan leader looked at the fire, and suddenly it seemed that all the depression had left him, and the feeling of ease and ease came strangely.

"Let's go, gather all the branch chiefs, and come to my tent for a meeting to discuss the next steps and the finishing touches after the battle. ”