I am a primitive

Some fear couldn't help rising from her heart, making her shiver.

Originally, the heart that had been firmly established was shaken at this time.

The leader of the grass tribe fell into deep uncertainty about what he wanted to do next...

After the team left Bazi Ridge, their speed slowed down.

On the one hand, the big brothers are not familiar with where they need to go next, and it takes time for these new slaves to identify them.

On the other hand, there are no well-built stable roads for the rest of the journey, and many places need to be cleaned up with axes and sickles to make things easier...

"Look where!"

A few days later, dusk came again, and the gorgeous sunset covered the western sky, magnificent and colorful, with the very serenity of dusk.

Among the team marching all the way, someone suddenly shouted in surprise.

The person who shouted was the old primitive man of the Feng tribe, with old legs and fast running.

"We are far from the cave where we used to live!"

He shouted in surprise, wanting to tell the people around him.

Hearing what the old primitive man said, everyone was happy, because it meant that they didn't have to set up tents tonight, they only needed to smoke the cave where the old primitive man lived, and then check You can move in at once, saving you a lot of trouble.

At this time, it was time to set up camp, so the elder brother ordered everyone to go to the cave where the Feng tribe used to live.

After a period of time like this, everyone came to this cave that seemed much barren.

The elder brother ordered everyone to stop, put down the backpacks and other things, and looked for some firewood, lit them and then smoked the cave.

Soon, there was thick smoke here.

On the other hand, people set up simple stoves, boil water for cooking, and feed their fellow livestock in the open space outside.

After everyone had dinner, the smoke in the cave had basically dissipated.

So people cleared the ashes left by the burning at the entrance of the cave to the side, lit a fire and walked into the cave, and set up a fire inside.

The firelight brightened the entire cave.

Under the bright light of the fire, someone found that not too far from where they lit the fire, there was a pile of burnt ashes, the kind that didn't seem to have passed for too long.

After being amazed for a while, a new slave in the tribe spoke up, saying that they lived in this cave when they went south.

After knowing that these ashes were left by them, everyone stopped being surprised and began to concentrate on packing up the cave and preparing for a short sleep.

The old primitive people of the Yuanfeng tribe also came in with some hot water and sat on a stone to soak their feet.

"what!"

He put his feet into the basin filled with hot water, and let out a loud cry, which attracted everyone's attention.

Of course, this was not because the water was too hot to scald him, but because he suddenly remembered something.

If they hadn't left, joined the Qingque tribe, and became a real Qingque tribe member, but continued to live here, wouldn't it be over before?

There were so many people who attacked the Tongshan residential area, and they were so cruel. If I wait for someone to stay here and meet them, I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive...

After such thoughts arose, the old primitive man was both afraid and grateful, and at the same time, he felt even more proud of the fact that the tribal leader who had beaten the soles of his shoes agreed to join the Qingque tribe.

After hearing what the old primitive man said, everyone was also happy and thankful for the old primitive man.

As for the new slaves of the tribe who understood what the old hominids were talking about, they were there to express such things as only the evil Blackstone tribe chief and the hacked bark would do.

As for them, there is no such thing...

What they said was true, because they had encountered two small tribes on the way to the residential area of ​​Copper Mountain.

Then under the order of the leader of the Blackstone tribe, they took action one after another, attacking the two tribes they encountered one after another, and then the people of these two small tribes disappeared...

Back then, when they saw this empty cave, the leader of the Blackstone tribe, as well as many people in the Blackstone coalition army, regretted why it was an empty cave...

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After the elder brother and his group of nearly a hundred people left, the place of the Qingque main tribe suddenly seemed a lot empty.

However, everyone is not idle, and they are still doing various tasks.

Even because so many people left at once, the people who stayed in the tribe became busier.

Next to the blacksmith's stove, the tinkling sound of iron hammers was still ringing, and the second senior brother was still processing and manufacturing the meteorite there.

The ease of use of the Meteorite weapon made him selfless in forging iron, and he wanted to forge more Meteorite weapons faster and better.

So much so that in order to save more physical strength for blacksmithing, he doesn't touch his spouses much when he sleeps at night, and he tends to develop into a male god of abstinence.

In the carpenter's room, Liao led the new generation of carpenters such as Mao Er to continue making donkey saddles and stirrups.

What Han Cheng meant was to at least manufacture a donkey that could equip half of the adult donkeys in the tribe with saddles and stirrups.

That is 31 copies.

In this way, the tribe can try to form a group of donkey cavalry.

Of course, the donkey cavalry that Han Cheng mentioned cannot be compared with the excellent cavalry in ancient times.

It is impossible to shoot a bow from a donkey, or even charge a donkey with a weapon.

But it can greatly improve the mobility of everyone, and it can also greatly save energy.

Even, when encountering some tribes that have not seen such creatures as donkeys, the strange shape of riding on a donkey alone can scare them away.

So it is still necessary to try.

Of course, according to the current level of the tribe, it is impossible to support a professional army. These people are still the same as before, training every two days, and when the farming is busy, they will rely on the work in the field. Lord, stop training and go to farm.

But even this level of training is enough. After all, in such an era, this kind of training has far surpassed all the tribes Han Cheng knew.

Facing such Qingque tribes, those tribes who dare to play tricks can only be hanged and beaten.

"Let these children graze the sheep for you. When the sheep are herding, let them ride on the sheep. Of course, you can't ride the pregnant ewe."

In the early morning, the old sheep and some other people picked up the sheep-herding whips hanging outside the sheepfold, brought the dogs who had learned to herd sheep, and carried dry food, ready to open the sheepfold to start a new day of sheep-herding.

It was at this time that Han Cheng led a group of more than 20 children over.