I am a Primitive Man

The two leaders of the Tengshe Tribe turned their heads and looked in the direction of that tribe from afar, with disbelief, fear, resentment, and viciousness...

He had never suffered such a defeat.

He didn't understand, how could this damn tribe defeat the warriors of their Teng Snake tribe? How could it cause such a large casualty to them?

He brought a lot of strong people here this time, and he never considered the failure, because he didn't think that this tribe could withstand the anger of their Soaring Snake tribe!

However, the result is this...

Apart from having a grudge against this damned tribe, he is also worried about his own fate.

Not only did he lose the battle, but he also lost so many people. After returning, Wu and the big leader would definitely not forgive him easily.

After recovering from these two incidents, the leader of the Soaring Snake Tribe discovered a more urgent and severe incident - they had no food.

When they set off from the temporary gathering point to the Qingque tribe, they didn't think that they and others would fail. In order to reduce the burden and carry more stones, they only brought the food they had when they came.

Now that the soldiers were lost, the food problem immediately became a knife hanging over their heads.

The previous long-distance attack, as well as the ensuing battle and rout, had severely exhausted their physical strength.

Just now they didn't feel it when they ran desperately, but now they are safe, and after they stopped, everyone felt tired and hungry.

Because their bodies were sweating again, after the heat dissipated, the ubiquitous cold made them shiver.

The second leader of the Tengshe tribe realized the seriousness of the matter. If no measures were taken, the people in the team would lose even more!

Even he might die!

But at this time, where can they go to find food? If food was really so easy to find, their tribe wouldn't have traveled so far to rob.

The second leader of the Tengshe tribe is now the first three big, because they suffered a defeat, and now a series of unlucky things have happened one after another!

#￥%2

Meng Er is a member of the Tengshe tribe. When he was escaping, he was cut on his leg by a stone spear thrown by the Qingque tribe.

But he persisted and escaped from there.

But the leg injury still affected his speed after all, and in the ensuing rout, he was gradually left behind.

People who were abandoned by the tribe in the winter were extremely miserable. They either died of freezing and starvation, or became food in the belly of wild animals.

The terrified Meng Er endured the pain, dragged his injured leg, shouted and chased after him desperately, but no one paid attention to him, and everyone ran away desperately.

Looking at the tribe gradually going away, despair filled Meng Er's chest.

He followed the footprints left by his clansmen on the snow, and chased after him desperately.

Just when he was about to give up, he saw the clansman resting in the woods ahead, and a strong joy of rebirth filled Meng Er's chest.

Tears blurred his eyes, and he yelled happily and waved his hands at the team that reappeared in front of him.

Then he dragged his injured leg and limped towards the front at a faster speed than before. He was worried that the team would leave him again.

However, his worries quickly disappeared, because after hearing his shout, several people in the tribe quickly greeted him.

From a distance, he already recognized that the one running in the front was the second leader!

He shed more tears of excitement.

He was originally a person who followed the second leader to hunt in the four directions. In the past, he was a low-level beast for the second leader. If he hadn't risked his life to resist that time, the second leader would have been bitten to death by the ferocious leopard. .

From then on, the second leader treated himself better than the rest.

Sure enough, I did nothing wrong at the beginning, I saved the second leader and the second leader did not forget himself.

Now that he found himself catching up from behind, he was the first to greet him. At this time, he must not have thought that he would be able to catch up. He must be happy for his arrival!

Meng Er's mood was agitated, and intense joy filled his chest.

He speeded up, endured the pain, limped and ran forward as fast as possible, screaming loudly, and when he approached the second leader, he opened his arms with joy, wanting to be with the former Come to welcome a few of my clansmen, come to a warm embrace, to express the feeling of reunion after the catastrophe.

The second leader also greeted him, but what greeted him was not a firm embrace, but a spear tied with a sharp stone!

The severe pain was mixed with a bone-deep chill, spreading from the abdominal cavity towards his whole body.

This sudden incident completely stunned Meng Er, so much so that he forgot to scream.

He lowered his head slowly in astonishment, seeing that this was the stone spear he personally forged for the two leaders.

This spear had pierced the bodies of many prey before, but he did not expect that it would enter his own abdominal cavity now.

Blood slid down the spear shaft, steaming like a little scarlet snake meandering forward.

He stood there blankly, then raised his head in a daze, and looked at the familiar and kind second leader.

$%#@

He was asking aloud.

What answered him was the second leader of the Soaring Snake Tribe who made another effort!

The stone spear pierced his body completely, blood dripped down the spear tip like broken beads, and hit the pure white snow below, the red was a bit dazzling.

Blood was also spit out from Meng Er's mouth. He stared, shouted indistinctly, and stretched out his hand to grab the man holding the spear, but his body had no strength left.

The second leader pulled the spear vigorously and hid to the side at the same time, otherwise blood would spray on him, and he would need to expend effort to get the blood off, otherwise, it would be easy to attract wild animals when traveling in the wild.

Meng Er lay on the snow, feeling that he was light and light, his vision gradually blurred, he felt as if someone was biting his body.

It was only at this time that he realized that when the tribe was completely in a food crisis, it was necessary to kill and eat the most useless people to satisfy their hunger.

And with his leg injured, he has become the most useless person in the team.

When they heard their own call, they hurriedly greeted themselves, not to welcome their companions, but to welcome food...

The second leader of the Tengshe Tribe lifted up the face buried in Menger's wound, his teeth were stained with bright red blood, and he looked very scary.

He drank the warm blood for a while, and then bit off a few mouthfuls of the fattest meat from Menger's body, only then did he feel that his body was much warmer.

He stood up chewing the raw meat, and the three chiefs ate next...

(Recommendation, the collection began to drop sporadically, next week there may be a two-day historical book app recommendation, I haven't heard the news yet, I guessed it. It still needs to be enough for the Sanjiang list, see the Sanjiang list The books of my book have been collected hundreds of times in an hour, and I can't envy them.

Comrades, if you have a ticket, give me two more tickets, let me go as far as possible-no kidney deficiency, just Mo Shoubai who has a cold)