I am a primitive

On the one hand, at this moment, Xiong Youer stabbed the spear in his hand fiercely into his stomach, and on the other hand, he saw an unbelievable scene——

The person from the Qingque tribe who was hit by him with a stick was not like those people he met before. After being hit by a stick, he fell to the ground or felt pain. Howled and lost a lot of fighting power.

On the contrary, the man from the Qingque Tribe, who had been hit hard by him, just took a few steps back and moved his body a few times, and then continued to draw out the strange thing from the strange thing hanging around his waist. The small weapon rested on the crooked weapon, and once again shot in the direction of the people of his own tribe.

It was as if, his stick with great strength did not cause any harm to the person in front of him.

This strange thing made him feel extremely astonished.

It was also in such astonishment that his eyes once again fell on the place where he hit the man hard with his stick.

That place was a little dented by the smashing, and it didn't get up until this time.

It's just that what's sunken is not the body of the Qingque tribesman, but the kind of thing he's wearing that looks like it's woven with many rattans.

This stuff looks a lot like clothes.

Regarding the power of the stick I just slammed, this non-tribe person has a bottom line in his heart. If the person from the Qingque tribe in front of him is not wearing the rattan Strange clothes, the stick I just hit, will definitely beat him honestly!

It was also at this time that this non-tribal person suddenly understood why not long ago, why the people of this tribe would stand there in a daze when they saw him and others rushing fiercely.

It turned out that they were not shocked by the ferocity of themselves and others and did not dare to move, but were stunned by the operation of stripping off all the clothes on their bodies when they were about to fight.

If the members of his own tribe were all wearing the clothes they wore, facing the attack of the Qingque tribe at this time, he and others would definitely not be so miserable.

At least that person from the Qingque Tribe whose face was splattered with blood couldn't have stabbed the weapon in his hand into his stomach at once...

However, it was too late to know this truth at this time.

Because after the furious bear stabbed in the ear, he withdrew suddenly, and stabbed it fiercely again.

It wasn't just him, the person who made a mistake because of being too nervous, also gritted his teeth, blushed, and stabbed the spear in his hand into the body of this non-tribal man.

This non-tribal person threw the wooden stick in his hand with all his strength, but it was a pity that he had no strength at this time, and the thrown wooden stick was powerless before it hit the Qingque tribe. fell to the ground.

And his life came to an abrupt end with the continuous flow of blood and the wooden stick that was thrown and fell to the ground.

After a brief hustle and bustle, the place here suddenly became extremely quiet.

It's just that the smell of blood is a bit strong, and the scene is too bloody.

The wind blows, making people feel cold all over...

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"Don't chase!"

After killing a few non-tribe people who rushed to the front, watching those non-tribe people who fled in a hurry and never dared to approach this side, they played some real fire and momentum among the members of the Qingque tribe trade team. Among them, there are some who want to pursue.

The arm that was pulled continuously with the bow and arrow was a little numb. Seeing this, he opened his mouth and stopped the move of everyone in the trade team.

"Take care of these things first, and get out of here quickly!"

Mao shook his slightly trembling arm and said loudly.

After hearing his words, everyone stopped chasing and started to pack up quickly according to Mao's instructions.

The main thing is to get back the feathered arrows that were shot out, and kill some enemies who were seriously injured but not dead for a while.

As for those who were less injured, they were tied up with the Qingque tribe's binding method according to the past practice, and they were roughly bandaged.

"Hurry up and deal with the things here! Let's leave from here!"

Trade urged again.

The reason why the urging is so tight is because many people died here at once, and the smell of blood is particularly strong.

Coupled with the fact that there is still wind blowing, it is easy to attract some carnivorous beasts.

If it wasn't necessary, Trader didn't want to take the members of the trade team to fight these beasts.

Making peaceful transactions is what he wants to do most. He usually doesn't want to do such bad things as fighting and killing.

While talking, he had already picked up the backpack on the ground and led a donkey carrying supplies.

"Mao, we, we just leave like this? He, they beat us!"

Xiong Youer, who wiped the blood off the bronze-tipped spear in his hand, came to Mao and said hesitantly and unwillingly.

He has a rather belligerent personality, and during the few months he joined the Qingque tribe, he heard a lot about the Qingque tribe's promotion of righteous defense wars.

For such a thing, he felt that he agreed with it from the bottom of his heart, and felt that there were other tribes coming to attack his own tribe, and that was what he needed to do.

It doesn't make sense for people from other tribes to come to attack him, and his own tribe will greet him with a smile, or even take care of the rice.

So after hearing such orders from Mao continuously, Xiong Youer felt a little unhappy in his heart, hesitated for a while, came to Mao, and said such words to Mao.

The meaning is very obvious,

That's what happened this time, we can't let it go so easily!

Hearing what he said, Mao was not angry, because he himself thought the same way.

"After packing up, let's go there!"

He said with a smile, and pointed to a place with his hand.

Xiong Youer looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw several people lying on the ground in different postures.

After seeing this, Xiong Youer couldn't help but smile all over his face, and the sky became clear for the whole person.

Of course Xiong Youer is not a pervert, he gets excited when he sees the enemy's corpse.

It was because the direction that Mao was pointing at was the direction in which the non-tribal people fled.

Chase down this direction, and you will be able to reach the cave of the non-horde!

The few people who died were shot to death with bows and arrows by the people of the Qingque tribe during the escape process.

In fact, it wasn't just Xiong Youer, the rest of the trade team couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief after understanding what Trade meant.

Only a few old hands from the original trade team showed some smiles.

They knew from the beginning that Mao would definitely make such a decision.

This dark, smiling man who likes to give candy to the children of the tribes he meets is actually more powerful than he shows.