Primitive super exchange system

Winter has lasted for more than four months.

Except for the Black Mountain tribe, other tribes have reached the point where they are running out of ammunition and food.

Slowly, news spread among every tribe.

Those who worshiped the God of Winter were all taken away by the Black Mountain tribe.

They say they take care of food and housing and live a happy life there.

This is exactly what Xiao Qiang deliberately spread. He asked the soldiers stationed on the ground to tell them when they had the opportunity: The Black Mountain tribe has food and drink and accepts their people unconditionally.

The situation in the Ya tribe was extremely bad. The people were listless and hungry.

Tuli from the Ya Tribe is a first-level warrior. He has a boy and a girl, so he has both children.

He went out with the team to look for food, but found nothing all day long.

Returned to the stone house exhausted.

The youngest daughter, five or six years old, was lying motionless on the hay.

When I saw my father coming back, I tried to get up but failed.

"Abba, I'm so hungry that I feel dizzy. I want to eat."

Tu Li ignored her, walked to the back room and took out a stone knife.

Then he sat next to his little daughter and looked at her carefully.

"Abba, look at what I'm doing, I'm scared."

Tu Li looked at his son who was already fainting from hunger again, and the more he looked at him, the more fierce his eyes became.

He stood up suddenly and took a deep breath.

He raised the knife and slashed the little daughter's neck.

The knife was not sharp, and the wounds were bloody and bloody.

The little daughter was twitching, her mouth was bleeding, and her big eyes were staring at her father.

"……why……"

The daughter-in-law next to her was so frightened that she covered her mouth and did not dare to move.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and cook it. It's unlucky. You will be the next one to eat it." Tu Li looked at his wife fiercely.

His wife was so frightened that she instinctively found a big pot, borrowed fire, and threw her daughter's body into it.

The internal organs and heads were not thrown away, they were all put in and stewed in one pot.

The aroma of meat slowly wafted out.

The hungry tribesmen around him rushed into his house like crazy, lying on the stone pot, picking up the meat and eating it.

Whether it's intestines, heart, or eyeballs, stuff them all into your mouth.

"Get away! Get away, everyone. This is my family's meat, my raw meat." Tu Li's eyes were red, and he rushed forward and chopped with a stone knife.

The tribesmen were so enraged that they pressed Tu Li's head together and pushed his face into the boiling soup.

After a while, his face became familiar.

People grabbed his face and tore him to pieces.

The patterned warriors had the highest status in the tribe. They began to eat people, and ordinary people had already died.

……

The leader of the Ya tribe rushed into Qi Wu's room anxiously.

"There is no food in the tribe, and some people are starting to eat people."

Qi Wu's face was gloomy, he raised his head to look at the leader, and said in a deep voice: "I heard that the soldiers from Montenegro were guarding near our tribe, and some people were captured by them when they left. Is this true?"

"It's true. They also claimed that they accepted the people we abandoned and took them back as clan members. I think they just ate them." The leader said angrily.

Qi Wu angrily knocked over the broth on the table.

“It’s simply ridiculous, their Black Mountain tribe are not gods.

Take away all the old, weak, sick and disabled and offer them as ancestors?

fart!

The cold winter lasted for four months and no one could get food.

Anyone who goes there will definitely be eaten.

There was also news that people were tricked into committing suicide.

Blatant cannibalism, damn it! "

Qi Wu calmed down for a while, then a fierce look appeared on his face, and then said: "All the soldiers went out together to capture the soldiers from the Black Mountain. They have offended the Winter God by eating our people and should be punished."

"Then are we going to declare war on them?" the leader asked.

"The time has come. If we don't do something, we will have to wait for death. That's all."

Stationed near the Ya tribe is Uncle Qiao, who has already brought back dozens of people for the tribe.

Today, as usual, he got up and drank a bowl of fish soup before getting ready to go out.

"Oh no, someone from the Cliff Tribe is here." A teammate came back and shouted.

"Isn't it a good thing for people to come? The fire wizard said, come as many as you want." Uncle Qiao said.

The teammates who ran back were holding on to the tent, breathing heavily, with nervousness in their eyes.

Obviously, he came back as quickly as possible to report the news.

"He...they came with a group of patterned warriors..."

Uncle Qiao frowned and his face turned ugly.

How could the Winter God throw away all the patterned warriors? If they were thrown away, the tribe would have no choice but to die.

The visitor is not good.

"Retreat, quickly, retreat quickly." Uncle Qiao said quickly.

"I'm afraid it's too late. They have already reached the bottom of the mountain." The soldier said.

"Damn, how many people did they come?" Uncle Qiao asked.

"About five to 60 people."

"Everyone is ready to fight! Go and light the smoke." Uncle Qiao's heart skipped a beat.

Xiao Qiang taught them how to light the wolf smoke. There were matches stored in each tent, and there was a station not far along the road.

It fully meets the conditions of lighting up beacon smoke to convey a message.

Xiao Qiang had already expected the attack.

No one wants to starve to death. Rabbits bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone a group of patterned warriors.

It is impossible to sit and wait for death, and then rob others when you have nothing to eat.

If others don't have anything to eat, just eat others, in order to survive.

There is a saying that goes well: if you lose your humanity, you will lose a lot; if you lose your animality, you will lose everything.

At this moment, the animalistic nature of the cliff tribe warriors completely burst out.

Anyone who eats people will be punished, and the punishment is to keep them alive.

Everyone is already dead, what a punishment!

Uncle Qiao looked at the dark group of people at the foot of the mountain, and felt half cold.

Fortunately, the smoke behind him had already been lit, which made him feel a little reassured.

"Why are you here to seek refuge with our Black Mountain tribe?" Uncle Qiao asked in a neither humble nor condescending tone.

"You Black Mountain tribe have committed a heinous crime. You deceived our tribesmen and captured them and ate them. Today your punishment has come." The leader shouted.

Hearing this, some soldiers looked excited and their eyes were bloodshot.

Some of their relatives were sacrificed to the winter god. If they were all captured and eaten by the Black Mountain tribe, Montenegro would be damned.

"It's nothing at all. It's because our fire witches are kind-hearted and don't want to see them starve to death and freeze to death, so we rescued them. We have brought them all back and resettled them," Uncle Qiao defended.

"Fart, winter has lasted for so long, you can't even take care of yourself, and you have to feed the people of other tribes, how is that possible?" The leader waved his bone knife forward and shouted.

"Come on, brothers!"

"Wait a minute!" Uncle Qiao began to sweat on his forehead. The smoke had already been lit and he had to wait until the fire wizard arrived.

"If you don't believe it, you can send someone to the Black Mountain tribe to check. We have really resettled them. They have houses to live in, meat to eat, and they are treated as tribesmen. They are not slaves." Uncle Qiao said quickly.

The soldiers on the opposite side began to hesitate. They saw the soldiers of the Black Mountain tribe, who were fat and strong and wearing strange clothes. They didn't look like they were out of food.

"Don't listen to their nonsense, brothers, charge!" the leader said.

Five NO.60 soldiers rushed forward in darkness.

The battle went without any suspense, and Uncle Qiao and his gang were pushed to the ground.

"Kill them! Kill them!" the surrounding soldiers shouted.

"Break the leader's legs and kill the others," the leader said.

The soldiers held bone knives and cut off their heads one by one.

The down jacket was also taken off, and everyone thought it was a good piece of clothing.

"You are finished, the fire wizard will not let you go!" Uncle Qiao gritted his teeth in hatred.

"Does the leader want to cut out his tongue?"

"No, the witch still wants to ask him questions. Come on, break the legs and drag them away. Take the other corpses back as well. They have offended the Winter God and should be punished."

The warriors of the Ya tribe were busy.

A figure appeared in the sky.