I am a primitive

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The leader of the hill tribe walked forward dully, with a rope tied to his hand.

He was not the only one who was tied to the rope and walked forward, there were also quite a few people who originally belonged to their tribe, as well as the targets they came to attack this time...

This time, the leader of the mountain tribe wanted to be a hunter and came to hunt.

But now, he and the prey in his eyes have become the prey of others.

This is not the most frightening and desperate thing. What makes people feel desperate is that the direction they are heading now is not somewhere else, but the direction he brought people to before.

Following this direction, it is possible to walk to the place where their tribe lives!

The leader of the hill tribe did not lead the way.

However, not every mountain tribe member is as determined as him.

In a tribe, there will often be some mouse droppings.

Especially in the rapidly developing tribes like the hill tribes, there is a greater chance of rat droppings.

The leader of the hill tribe, who is full of confusion and despair, constantly exerts his ingenuity and wisdom on the road of walking, trying to find a way to get out of the current predicament.

However, his hands were tightly bound by ropes, and he had no advantage in terms of numbers.

Even if his brain is indeed better, under such circumstances, there is nothing to do...

As expected, things did not go as expected by the leader of the mountain tribe. In front of these suddenly appearing and powerful enemies, his rapidly developing tribe was no match at all!

Especially when he and the main fighters in the tribe were all captured or killed.

There is no possibility of a comeback for the tribe!

After these powerful and ferocious people came over, these people who I had worked so hard to gather during this period of time were all taken away by this tribe!

At the same time, they also took away the food that originally belonged to their tribe, as well as cattle, sheep and horses!

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The leader of the hill tribe, his hands were still not released.

Along with more people whose hands were bound, he was driven by those fierce people, and once again started on the road, heading towards the rest of the way.

At this time, the eyes of the leader of the mountain tribe, which were bright, firm and full of wisdom, became extremely dull, and he lost his dreams.

History is always strikingly similar.

In the past, he thought that he could severely damage the evil Pegasus tribe through a sneak attack on the Pegasus tribe, and allow his tribe to achieve a great development.

However, before they reached the tribe, the evil Qingque tribe came over and took away everything that belonged to them, so he had to flee with the tribe.

Now, he finally got a firm foothold here, and led the people in the tribe to work hard to build the tribe, and finally got better, and then met a more powerful tribe...

Not only did they snatch away their prey, but they also took him away, as well as everything in their tribe...

Thinking about these things in his heart, the leader of the mountain tribe felt extremely aggrieved and disheartened.

This person who has always seemed to be very motivated, after experiencing repeated beatings in the ruthless reality, finally became depressed and became extremely uncomfortable...

He couldn't figure out why such unlucky things always happened to him!

Wouldn't it be better to give him some more time? ! !

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The leader of the hill tribe, bent over, harvested the golden ears of grass with a tool made of wood and stone.

On the palm of his hand, a thick layer of calluses appeared.

At this time, if I use this hand to hold these thorny grass ears again, I won't feel so much pain.

After some work, the leader of the hill tribe straightened up and looked around. He saw a large number of people bending over to harvest these golden grass ears.

These golden grasses, seemingly endless at first glance, are particularly fascinating.

Of course, the premise is that if these golden grasses belong to their own tribe.

As it is now, the hill tribe leader will only feel pain.

Because he still needs to spend a longer time and more energy to work on this land to do this seemingly hard work.

Not far from him, some people were harvesting the grass.

These people harvest much faster than them.

The main reason for this is the tools they use.

The harvesting tools they used were a combination of bronze and wood.

This kind of tool that sometimes reflects light under the sunlight, the leader of the hill tribe you have seen and owned.

At the beginning, the Pegasus tribe relied on weapons made of this material, and developed rapidly.

On the way of leaving the tribe's original residence and fleeing westward, he was able to bring the rest of the tribe, survive all the way, and slowly stand on the road. Some people in his tribe, what they have , The weapons of this material snatched from the Pegasus tribe also accounted for a large part of the reason.

However, this kind of material that seems incomparably precious to me and others has been made into a tool by these people that can be used to harvest this kind of grass seed when it comes to this tribe!

Just from such a side comparison, we can draw the conclusion that the tribe in front of us is far stronger than them!

That's the fact, the tribe in front of me is indeed very powerful.

They have enough population, strong warriors, and enough weapons made of this sharp material!

There is also a vast land, and these grasses with very good yields are planted!

Moreover, the grass they planted is much better than the grass planted by their own tribe before, it grows fuller and has more grass!

Not too far from here, there is a wide river flowing slowly.

Looking around, both sides of the river are golden.

What is planted are these edible grasses.

In the place covered by these golden grass seeds, you can also see the buildings scattered among them.

The buildings constructed from the stems of this grass, and things like wood and mud are the caves where these people live.

There are many of them, and one of them is the most gigantic.