Mountains and seas can be flat

In Fang Zheng's heart, thousands of grass and mud horses ran over like thunder.You shouldn't be reminded by the small river!Just let this guy be bitten to death by the little golden snake on the snake witch's ear!

But who is Fang Zheng? He is shrewd, patient, and has a bad stomach. He was too excited just now to be impulsive. When he realized the situation, his rationality immediately analyzed the situation clearly.

There is no way to force it now, he can't beat Zifeng. .

It was as if he was held down from behind by a ferocious beast, which could kill someone at any time.

Although Fang Zheng's heart is still turbulent, but it is useless to save face now. If he wants to survive, he can only pretend to give in and agree to be Zifeng's prisoner of war.If you are patient, you will always find a chance to retaliate.

"I... I know. I'm yours, you let go first." Fang Zheng felt that this posture was dangerous, what if the other party suddenly got up and beat him up again?Although it doesn't hurt to insert a toothpick, it is humiliating.And this eunuch has a habit of biting people, biting his shoulder hurts so much.

As expected, Zifeng let go, still looking at him, "You still want to kill me." He looked into Fang Zheng's eyes, and suddenly smiled slightly, "Then you can try."

Although the smile is shallow, it reveals arrogance-like determination.

The strong are respected, and if he is killed by a prisoner of war, he has no complaints.

If you can't hide it from Zifeng, you simply don't hide it, but there is no need to continue to provoke the beast.Fang Zheng restrained his murderous eyes, got up and walked out.

"Escape? There are ambushes outside." Zifeng told Fang Zheng, "I came back in a hurry to kill the big snake that day. I couldn't take you away. But the way in and out all converges in this tribe. I know you will come soon. You can't leave."

Fang Zheng said: "I'm not going to run away, I'm going to find a rope, don't I want a big backpack."

This peaceful and dormant appearance is really interesting.Zifeng stroked his chin and thought.

Fang Zheng went all the way to a corner where the other party couldn't see, and then he punched hard on the tree. His eyes were full of rolling violence, his fists were tightly clenched, his veins were squeezed out, and his teeth were rattling. .

He wanted to skin and crush this war machine maniac piece by piece, and tortured him to death.This hatred is so strong that it occupies his whole mind, it can become the poison he depends on to survive.He laughed nervously, very good, very good, finally found the first thing worth looking forward to in this strange time and space of ancient times: that is the appearance of Zifeng's death.

Fang Zheng's eyes rolled, he couldn't beat Zifeng in terms of strength, so he could play tricks.

Time to chat with the two unprotected elders.

Of course, before going to the elder, Fang Zheng did not ignore Zifeng's order.He searched around the houses of the owners who had been eaten by big snakes, found a lot of furs and thick ropes, and threw them to Ji Liu.She works very fast, but there is not enough material, and she is looking for rope everywhere.

"I'll give it all to you, make me a big backpack and clothes. You can use the rest of the materials yourself." Fang Zheng commanded her.

Ji Liu jumped up again with a heart thumping, and started to work full of motivation.

"Why don't you like women?" When Fang Zheng was about to leave, he looked back, and Ji Liu was a little flustered, but he didn't expect that he really asked.

Fang Zheng looked at her. This seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl from a primitive tribe looked similar to a woman in her thirties and forties in later generations. She had fine wrinkles on her face, and her hands were withered from long-term labor.He felt like he had seen Sister Yao whom he met once.

"It's too bitter." Fang Zheng didn't know who he was talking to.

He theoretically had an adoptive mother who was Researcher Fang's lover, but died very young.He passed away a year before Researcher Fang adopted him.So Fang Zheng has never seen her, only a few black and white photos.In the photo is a handsome young girl, wearing a military overcoat, looking full of vigor. She died in the line of duty just a year after she married Researcher Fang.Whenever her memorial day comes, Researcher Fang will be very sad.

Fang Zheng has been affected since he was a child. His spiritual world was brought to him by Researcher Fang, a single father, which severely severed the connection with women.He has not experienced the care of female elders, but has to witness and bear the grief of losing female elders. In his view, the contractual relationship represented by the marriage certificate is like a cage that locks Researcher Fang in it, making Fang Zheng do his best when he grows up. Avoid sexual relations.This is the childhood root of his dislike of women.

Fang Zheng walked into the commune and found two elders.

They are concocting a strange drug to give to the babies in the commune, making the babies sleep temporarily as if they were suspended animation.It does not need to eat, and requires very little air to breathe, and can last for several days.They were going to hide the babies and cover them up, and if they could return after a successful uprising, they would bring them back to life.

If this kind of medicine is used too much, it will be very harmful, but everyone, including these children, will have to take risks, whether they can survive or not depends on God's will.

Before Fang Zheng walked in, he contemplated his expression. He held his arm that had been removed and reinstalled just now. The pain was not faked. He pretended to force a little tear, bit his lower lip, and said grimly to the two elders. : "Give me the herbs."

"Injured?" Great Elder Mingye's eyes were subtle.

Fang Zheng deliberately said irritablely: "Don't worry about it. Just give me the medicine. You still owe me the medicine."

Elder Mingye took a jar of Jiarong powder from the shelf and handed it to Fang Zheng, but the cunning old fox retracted the jar when he was about to hand it over, and said deliberately: "This is our best herbal medicine...but I remember , Master Zifeng also has this kind of herb?"

Hooked.Fang Zheng remained calm, and continued to pretend to be wronged: "He won't give it to me."

Elder Mingye then handed the medicine pot to Fang Zheng, "You know so much, Lord Zifeng should value you."

"Huh." Fang Zheng purposely snorted in disdain, but then stopped his mouth vigilantly, and said fiercely, "You are not allowed to tell him that I am here to get the medicine. Otherwise——"

Elder Xuansi was also hooked. He sighed pretendingly: "I remember when you first came to our tribe, you were covered with wounds, and the wounds were very sharp..."

Fang Zheng showed a trace of panic on purpose, and shouted at Elder Xuansi: "Shut up!"

However, in their eyes, this is more like self-inflicted.

Elder Ming Ye said softly: "With the knowledge and skills you know, if you become a successor of a fortune-teller or a disciple of a witch doctor, your status may not necessarily be lower than Master Zifeng."

Seeing that the heat was coming, Fang Zheng squeezed out tears, pretending to shake his head in fear: "No...he...he...disagree...he will hit me..."

Fang Zheng's appearance was in great contrast to his usual appearance. The two elders were both shocked when they met for the first time.They have been completely hooked without knowing it.

"It's so miserable." Elder Xuansi even unconsciously said something similar to complaining.

Fang Zheng held the cautious, tentative, hesitant and conflicted tone: "Actually, I wanted to leave a long time ago...but it didn't work. I couldn't escape. He always took me to different tribes. I never Time stays in one place for a long time.”

The Great Elder Ming Ye was indeed aroused by a message in Fang Zheng's words: "Master Zifeng took you to a different tribe? What are you doing?"

Fang Zheng seemingly casually leaked a sentence, but the faces of the two elders changed drastically, "Go to a different tribe. Sometimes he goes to kill people. Sometimes he forms an alliance with them on the surface, but in fact he throws them away after using them... "

Before Fang Zheng finished speaking, he quickly shut up as if he had slipped his words, showing a disturbed expression.The faces of the two elders turned ashen.

"It's not you." Fang Zheng still wanted to cover up, stammering, "The alliance with you is...really...really."

Great Elder Ming Ye tried his best to calm down and said: "Yes. Then how will Lord Zifeng arrange us later?"

Fang Zheng immediately played Zifeng's "don't worry about it" and said: "Master Zifeng said that the elders have rich experience, can protect themselves well, and can move freely."

In other words, there is no protection whatsoever.

Elder Ming Ye is a smart man, he stared into Fang Zheng's eyes and understood.

He slumped down and looked at the big ax from afar, saying: "I brought the ax obviously... I was only six years old when I saw the ax for the first time. At that time, there were guests from Biguo or Badian and Yuyi..."

The Great Elder Ming Ye laughed at himself, "For decades, even the ritual vessels are no longer counted, and Yu Yi in the East will become like this."

Fang Zheng thought to himself that the treatment of guests in Youbi Kingdom decades ago had nothing to do with what utensils the envoys carried, it was because at that time their national strength matched.

The current situation is just an ancient version of the so-called "weak country without diplomacy".

Fang Zheng seemed uneasy about leaking information, and said anxiously: "You...you must not...I will be killed by Mr. Zifeng."

Elder Mingye comforted in turn: "Don't worry, the cooperation must continue."

The superficial drama still needs to be sung.

But the worry in his eyes was undisguised.

Fang Zheng took the opportunity to pretend to be concerned, "What will the two elders do later?"

Great Elder Mingye and Elder Xuansi looked at each other. They knew very well that their strength was worthless, and they were purely human targets on the battlefield.But it is even more impossible to stay here. After the angry suzerain Badian reacts, he will raze the tribe.What they won was the few days when the snake nest was just wiped out, the giant snake was shot to death, and the soldiers guarding nearby were killed.

Great Elder Mingye has not spoken for a long time, and it is no wonder that they have no autonomy at all. These few things were all done for them by Zifeng, and they cannot fight on their own.

"The two elders, do you know about Master Zifeng training the villagers in the square today?" Fang Zheng added to the fire.

"I know, it's up to him to worry about it." Elder Xuan Si gritted his teeth and said.

"The tribal people are very savvy." Fang Zheng said, "It was the first time Lord Zifeng gave an order today, and some people didn't do it. But after listening to the explanation, they all did a good job."

The Great Elder interrupted, "No one will be disobedient in the training method of threatening to kill people. I heard that you stopped Zifeng from killing people in the first place."

He didn't even call him an adult.

Fang Zheng sighed, "Anyway, when I was seriously injured, it was this tribe who rescued me."

Elder Mingye asked tentatively, "You won't tell us so much for no reason, will you?"

"People like us all want the same thing." Fang Zheng deliberately shortened the distance between them in terms of address, and looked back at the sleeping babies, "Live and not be enslaved."

Elder Mingye moved his lips, and said deeply: "Zifeng is a very powerful person. Besides the weapon, there is also that white robe..."

Fang Zheng was stunned, and sure enough, Zifeng's white robe was not casually worn. In order not to expose his ignorance, Fang Zheng brought the topic to what the Great Elder Ming Ye dared not say directly, "But as long as he lives, you It is absolutely impossible to be truly free. I am the same." He laughed mockingly, "Do you really believe that Yu Yi will not ask for it from the affiliated tribe? How can he enjoy protection without paying?"

The hooligans still charge protection fees, how can a big country do charity.

Elder Mingye was startled. In fact, they had been mentally prepared for a long time, but they always felt that Yu Yi would not be as perverted as Badian. Even if there were tributes to be paid, he probably would not require babies and sacrifices to feed snakes every year.

"What do you mean?" Elder Xuan Si asked.

"Give me some poisons and medicines. After we rush out of the battle formation and those slave tribes are killed, before the Yuyi army arrives..." Fang Zheng's eyes flashed a ruthless killing Meaning, "Zifeng is only one person after all, if he is dealt with, all of us can escape."

Great Elder Ming Ye was shocked: "You, you want...but just in case..."

"What are you afraid of?" Fang Zheng said impatiently, "If it doesn't work, you can just say that I stole the medicine, and you don't know anything."

"But..." Great Elder Ming Ye hesitated to speak.

"Elder, take care of yourselves. The battlefield has no eyes, maybe you don't have the life to see this scene." Although Fang Zheng's words were poisonous, they really hit their hearts.After making eye contact with each other, they nodded and gave Fang Zheng two kinds of poisons, which were packed in two small jars with tight lids.

pottery?Fang Zheng was startled, pottery was not made by this tribe, obviously other places already had pottery smelting technology-another archaeological evidence of later generations that he could see with his own eyes.

In two jars, one is the black worm of the day, and the other is white powder.The elders told Fang Zheng that the former had a chronic attack, while the latter had an on-the-spot attack.Fang Zheng put them in his sackcloth pocket first.After getting the backpack later, place it properly.

"We two old things won't die as easily as you think." Elder Ming Ye said, "Since Mr. Zifeng came out of Yu Qiang's camp, you should understand his weakness..."

Very informative!Fang Zheng wants to shout, I don't understand!Yu Qiangying?weakness?But he couldn't expose it, so he had to rack his brains to speculate and think.

Fang Zheng knew Yu Qiang, which was recorded in "Shan Hai Jing".

When mentioning Yu Qiang, the first thing that comes to mind is Kunpeng.

Kunpeng is a divine beast in ancient mythology. It has a huge physique and looks like a fish and a bird. It was first seen in "Zhuangzi". There is a fish in the north, and its name is Kun.

There is no Kunpeng in "Shan Hai Jing", but there is a suspected prototype of Kunpeng-the god-man in charge of the positions of water god and wind god, named Yu Qiang.He is depicted as a bird with a human face, living in the North Sea, and a descendant of the Yellow Emperor.When he was the sea god, he was a big fish, and when he was the wind god, he was a big bird.According to the textual research of various materials in later generations, perhaps Yu Qiang is the prototype of Kunpeng in "Zhuangzi".

The mythological figure became a "battalion" name with "obvious weaknesses"?

Although Fang Zheng didn't want to admit it, he still felt that if Zifeng had any obvious weakness, it would be that the toothpick was too small.

Maybe that battalion is specialized in training eunuchs, and they all have this problem?

Fang Zheng didn't have time to think further, the curtain at the door drove the brass bell to sway gently, they looked at each other and immediately changed the subject, talking loudly about how the medicine that made the baby's suspended animation work.

After a while, Zifeng walked in and frowned at Fang Zheng: "What are you doing here? What are you asked to do?"

The bell reminded him tens of meters away, so Zifeng had no chance of hearing their previous conversation.

"You told me to collect herbs, I'm here to collect them." Fang Zheng walked away with two jars of Jiarong grass in front of him, not polite at all.

Seeing that the elder did not object, Zifeng signaled Fang Zheng to go out with him.

"What about the other things you were asked to make? What about the backpack? What about the clothes?"

"It will be done on time." Fang Zheng looked at the sun, but the time has not yet come.

Zifeng doubted, hesitated to speak: "Can you do it yourself?"

"You didn't say you had to do it yourself, did you?" Fang Zheng guessed that Zifeng might have noticed something, and pre-empted it.

Zifeng was tricked out by him, "Hmph, I saw you go into that woman's room. Why did she help you?"

"She wants to help, but I don't know why. This is a good thing, it saves me a lot of time. I can help you with other things." Fang Zheng is very straightforward, but not angry.

Zifeng stared at him fiercely: "Help me? You won't tell me if I don't ask you." He said angrily, "You are not allowed to let her do it for you. Do it yourself."

Fang Zheng suppressed the roiling anger in his heart: "Master Zifeng, why are you angry? I just took advantage of her. What do you care about with a lowly female slave?"

Zifeng sneered: "I'm not angry. I'm not fussing with her. This is what I ordered you to do, you must not entrust it to others, you must do it yourself."

Fang Zheng thought disdainfully in his heart, so many words, the essence is only five words: "It's just tormenting you."

Fang Zheng had two cans of poison in his pocket, and he was going to find a chance to treat Zifeng well.He took a deep breath and turned to leave.

"Stop!" Zifeng shouted.

"I don't go get the materials, how can I redo it?" The violent flames in Fang Zheng's heart surged.

Zifeng dragged Fang Zheng into Jiliu's room, Jiliu was trembling with fright, she had already prepared a very strong bag and a set of wear-resistant linen clothes for Fang Zheng.Zifeng looked at the sky, held the bag and clothes in his hands, and tore them into pieces one by one.Ji Liu was frightened and cried, but he didn't dare to cry out.

"Go out." Zifeng said to her expressionlessly, and Jiliu quickly crawled away with his backpack and clothes, she had already made her own.

Fang Zheng laughed back angrily. He was not afraid of wearing shoes with bare feet, and said, "Okay, you make the rules yourself. If you don't listen to your words and fail to complete them, you will be divided into pieces. Then you will kill me."

If Zifeng wanted to kill him, he didn't have to spend so much time.I just want to toss Fang Zheng.Fang Zheng slandered the dead eunuchs and they were all perverted.Also quickly sort out the response: the guy who tosses people is like playing with a worm or a pet, and it will lose their appetite if they are submissive. They like to watch the worms bouncing around.So Fang Zheng has no fear, just don't step on the line.

"The rules are for them, not for you." Zifeng showed an angry look: "Don't come to the meeting in the square later, don't eat dinner, don't sleep, make up these, and punish you, It is to let you remember that you are never allowed to be lazy and fool me."

Zifeng closed the door with a bang, locked Fang Zheng inside, and moved a large stone to block the door, preventing Fang Zheng from going out.

Fang Zheng sighed with a headache, this perverted toothpick is really disgusting.Sure enough, he treated himself like a slave or a pet. When he was happy, he teased and played, thinking that he had a closer relationship with that female slave, and started to jump, and he was not allowed to establish any other relationship.

Perhaps Zifeng has mastered many things in this era.But Fang Zheng still regards Zifeng as a child in his heart. This child has the common shortcomings of later generations of "bear children": his eyes are straight and he doesn't look at Ji Liu, probably no different from a chicken or a cow in his eyes.There is almost zero morality about "people".

It may not have been his intention to create a person like Zifeng in the barbaric era, but it did not hinder Fang Zheng's disgust.

Bear with it, he was going to die tragically anyway, Fang Zheng deeply turned all his anger into motivation for revenge.

Although it needs to be remade, fortunately, there are many tools for weaving clothes in Jiliu House, which was not easy to use at first, but Fang Zheng's hands-on ability is not bad, and he really needs strong and sturdy clothes and backpacks, so the workmanship is also difficult. Not lazy.

The light in the house gradually weakened, and before you knew it, it was completely dark. There was no lamp oil or flint in the house. It was all due to the moonlight and starlight that penetrated through the cracks in the stones. Fang Zheng's eyes were almost blind.Looking out occasionally, the boundless darkness makes people eagerly seek warmth and light, and marvel at the great feat of ancient humans inventing fire.Fang Zheng recalled a few pure white sheep candles and his father's loving eyes when he was a child without electricity.From then on, knowing how warm the fire can be in the dark, I am no longer afraid of the dark.

I'm not afraid of you.With the flame of memory burning in Fang Zheng's chest, he said coldly to Zifeng's phantom, I will kill you again.

Fang Zheng made some changes to the clothes, the standard is a shawl with a side exposed and a skirt around the bottom.It was changed to a double shawl, the chest and back were thickened, the fur pads between the waist and abdomen were thickened, and a circle of knee pads and elbow pads were cut.The material and workmanship are not bad, but the tools are simple, the bone needles are thick, and the style is ugly.It was incomparable with the sturdy little rattan armor and delicate white robe on Zifeng's body.

Although Fang Zheng doesn't know how to weave straw sandals, the pair on his feet are still suitable, so he tied some extra straw mats underneath, which are also ugly and practical.The backpack styles of this tribe are all wrapped around the waist with animal leather belts.Fang Zheng cut two animal leather belts to make double belts, like a rough version of a backpack for later generations.Another piece of skin was added on the inside and sewn into a hidden compartment to hide his small clay pot of poison and medicine.It's too late to finish all this.Fang Zhengcai didn't bother to listen to Zifeng's instructions, so he climbed on the stone bed and slept covered with animal skins and clothes.

In the middle of the night, Fang Zheng was soundly asleep when he suddenly heard the sound of stones being moved at the door.Before Fang Zheng could ring the alarm in his heart, a figure in the darkness had already walked to the bed.

The next moment the figure pressed down and lifted off the animal skin quilt, then held Fang Zheng down, hugged him and lay down, and put the quilt back on.

Fang Zheng was taken aback, and instinctively struggled, and the curse rolled out in his heart: Is this bastard eunuch going to sleep with him again?Fortunately, I didn't take off my clothes when I went to bed just now, but if I really do it, I can't stop it!

Zifeng said in a low voice, "Don't move." He put his hands under Fang Zheng's arms, leaned his head against his chest, and felt the pressure on his ears and the side of his face through the fabric.

The heat of a large sweaty male body enveloped Fang Zheng's body.They just hugged each other tightly and made no further movements.However, Fang Zheng was terrified, afraid that he would tear his clothes and sleep on him in the next second.After all, the night is long, and the primitive tribes have no entertainment.

It doesn't hurt to be poked by a toothpick, but it's so aggrieved, and this guy likes to bite.Fang Zheng was as stiff as a rock, his whole body was tense and hard, he gritted his teeth and regretted why he didn't have a handy knife at hand, and secretly prepared to exert the strength of his fist——

Zifeng's side face still rubbed against him a few times, as if he was looking for a softer place, and finally his head was close to Fang Zheng's shoulder, and he separated Fang Zheng's tightly gripped fingers one by one. , making a mumbling sound of impatience, which means that you just try and count me as the loser if you succeed.

Zi Feng leaned half of his body on his body to sleep, as if he was a large humanoid pillow.And it's a hug method for a particularly immature child.It's like a child in later generations holding a big toy, although it doesn't exist in this era.Fang Zheng felt that he was being treated as a toy by this child as a living person.

Fang Zheng was furious, but he racked his brains to think of ways to strangle him, strangle him, and poison him, but all of them were invalidated on the premise that he couldn't move.Fang Zheng couldn't move his body or limbs, and his neck was pressed by the opponent's head. After tossing for a long time, Fang Zheng could only bite a little bit of his hair, which was useless.

Zifeng held Fang Zheng in his arms and turned around in the middle of the night. When his posture changed, Fang Zheng wanted to find another chance to strike, but when he turned over, he was suddenly dumbfounded——

He got one fatal thing wrong.Something he thought had happened.It didn't actually happen, and I should have been extra happy.However, he couldn't laugh at the current situation.

Fang Zheng still couldn't move his limbs and hands, and couldn't see in the dark.But that was unmistakable.Cold sweat broke out on his back...so that day under the stone tablet, there must have been no real...otherwise he wouldn't have...

Although he didn't know the reason, Fang Zheng was relieved, but his anger didn't dissipate much.

Damn kid, I will settle all my old and new feuds with you later!

Regardless of whether you have reached the last step or not, you cannot forgive.Should be poisoned or should be poisoned, should be killed or should be killed.Who knows if the last step was interrupted by something, and it would not change Zifeng's thinking of using him as a "thing".

Fang Zheng slept very restlessly that night, coupled with preconceived prejudice and disgust.He didn't think carefully about Zifeng's posture, it wasn't flirting, but just a warm, ordinary hug at night from a person not used to the wet and rainy climate in the south.

When Fang Zheng woke up, his body was stiff and sore because he hadn't moved all night, but his clothes were intact.It was not yet full light, but Zifeng woke him up and told him to pack his things and set off.Zifeng's hair was bitten into a mess, but his hair was already messy, so he didn't feel it or see it.

Did it pass away peacefully after last night?Fang Zheng couldn't believe it, but Zifeng's next sentence froze his blood again——

"What did you dream about? Who told you not to go?"

Fang Zheng didn't remember his dream at all, and said angrily, "What did you say?"

Zifeng looked at him deeply: "It's the second time."

The second time, Fang Zheng's heart tightened. Will he reveal the weakness and scars of being trapped in adolescence in his dream, but he will not know anything when he wakes up?Being peeped into his heart made Fang Zheng even more irritable, especially by such a person.

"How many times, it has nothing to do with you." Fang Zheng said viciously, showing his anger bluntly, and didn't care whether he angered the other party.

Zifeng was provoked by his attitude and was in a bad mood early in the morning: "Then don't put your arms around me, no matter how hard you push, I won't be able to push away! I can't even sleep well."

What makes Zifeng even more depressed is that the early morning is easy... This is one of the things he has been worrying about. The elders in Yu Qiangying always smile and say ambiguously, "Xiao Zifeng has reached the age to find a woman." , take her with you, and you can solve your problems at night and in the morning."

Zifeng has never really practiced it, but that kind of simple thing does not require training and practice at all, and it will be enough to find a woman to take it with him.

But the women of this tribe can't take it with them, they are all burdens.

It was hard to capture a skilled defeated man, but it was a man, so it couldn't solve the problem.This made Zifeng extremely irritable.

Fang Zheng didn't catch his breath, and the other party beat him back?He pointed angrily: "Didn't you press me to sleep first, can you disturb you? Are you a child? You still need a pillow when you sleep?"

Zifeng couldn't understand the pillow, but he understood the previous sentence, so he sneered.The children of this era refer to the period from four to seven years old, when Zifeng had already killed someone.

Zifeng took a step forward, and said in a low voice, "You are mine, and I can use it as I like. If you keep saying these things are not good or bad, I don't mind giving you some punishment."

Fang Zheng's hatred and complaints, to Yu Zifeng, are like a howling puppy with its teeth bared. It can be adjusted by playing with it occasionally, but if the disturbance is too fierce and inappropriate, he will also repair the animal until it is obedient.

Fang Zheng could tell that this was the line. He suppressed the black anger in his heart, and turned all the hatred into poison in his heart. One day, he would intensify his revenge and go back. A man can bear the humiliation under his crotch...

There was a noise of walking and walking outside, and everyone got up before the sun rose as instructed, and was ready to go.

When setting off, Fang Zheng had to carry a big burden and the sword, while Zifeng carried a bow and arrow and a big axe.Fang Zheng believed that Zifeng had other small daggers on him, so he was not too tired to panic.

However, Fang Zheng still felt that something was wrong with the whole thing.

It is very inefficient to let these women who have no combat effectiveness participate in the flanking attack on the war slave tribe.

Fang Zheng faintly felt that he had caught some terrible thread, but before he could figure it out, he was distracted by another scene: the female hunters who were preparing to set off were replenishing their food, and many of them continued to eat yesterday's snake meat feast. Their flesh was hot in the ashes of their mothers, and their hands were blackened by the ashes.

dark?

Fang Zheng stood by the ashes of the bonfire, which burned all night yesterday, and the ground was burnt thin, forming a shallow depression.Fang Zheng used the discarded antlers to dig up the ashes, stir up the soil, and pierce it to a depth of about three inches, with some black residue turning up from the end.

This is not burnt dross.This is coal mine crumbs.

Fang Zheng looked at the mountains surrounded by wild forests in horror, if there is a coal seam in it...

If it's just to drive these women away... then where to take them?

And the Si that broke in that day, no one noticed such a big beast along the way?

Is it possible to speculate that the war slave tribe has been wiped out?So there is no artificial barrier?

Was it killed by Zifeng like chopping melons and vegetables?Or was it wiped out by the peripheral Yuyi troops?That's not important, what's important is that now that the Zhannu tribe has been wiped out, what are they going to do now that all the villagers in this village are called to leave?What kind of enemy are you going to deal with?

Does the great country of Yuyi, which Zifeng is loyal to, understand the value of coal mines?Is there any connection with the huge loose cavity below that caused the swamp to sink that day?

Fang Zheng glanced back when he walked out the door. The ashes of the big snake’s corpse in the square were still emitting a little smoke, and the commune smeared by Bai Kui was outlined in the gray sky.The baby was buried under the stone bed, leaving an air inlet and outlet, and the rest could only ask for blessings.All the women carried water on their backs and held a simple weapon in their hands. They left the territory of survival and embarked on the road of becoming an enemy of the suzerain country.

Zifeng walked at the front of the team, with the two elders at the rear.The group headed east.

Fang Zheng didn't listen to the training in the square yesterday, but now he saw these women, every four of them were divided into a small team, assigned different types of labor, assigned the division of labor and marching order, and had the prototype of a simple army.

I heard that none of them made mistakes yesterday, and they all completed Zifeng's orders neatly.

But Fang Zheng was not assigned to the team, Zifeng asked him to follow him, Fang Zheng was running around in the team, Zifeng ignored it, and just cast a cold glance from time to time.

When Fang Zheng just woke up in this world, there were bits and pieces of information about the nearby war slave tribe in his mind: there is the nearest one in the east.

War slave tribes lead darker lives than production tribes.About 500 people, all male, live in a tribe of war slaves.Many of them have eaten the dementia medicine given by the native tribe for the convenience of feeding since they were young, and have become mentally retarded like walking dead, with only the nature of animals.But there are also some war slaves who are normal and have to live in that environment.

The suzerain state does not give any independent rights to the war slave tribe. On average, five war slaves are equipped with a slave supervisor, and the slave supervisor is equivalent to a prisoner.They are all natives of Badian, who control all means of life such as weapons, medicinal materials, and food.The slave supervisor is stationed in the war slave tribe and rotates every other year.They control and instruct war slaves to do everything: hunt, work, sacrifice, build...

Many war slaves are malnourished, but they still have to work day and night.Sometimes life is full of danger, and hundreds of people have to be sacrificed to defeat a large beast; sometimes building a city or an altar will be exhausted; in order to ensure combat effectiveness, training is required during non-agricultural seasons; large-scale sacrifices will be eaten by beasts such as snakes daily illness is the cause of high incidence of death, and they will not be given medicine easily.

The war slaves do not have all the most basic survival materials such as eating, dressing, and sleeping places. They are distributed and arranged by the slave supervisors, just like domestic animals in captivity.Sometimes when the harvest is not good, war slaves are used as rations.Most of the war slaves were born by women like Ji Liu and the others who produced tribes.The suzerain country does not allow war slaves to find women to inherit their heirs, only the men of Badian country can enjoy women.But only the parents of Badian can become Badian. If the mother is from the defeated tribe, the baby born can only be used as a war slave.

Fang Zheng thought to himself, this is a dark age, barbaric, ignorant, and cruel.

He looked at the front of the marching team, and Zifeng's weapon was illuminated with a sharp golden light by the gradually brightening sky.Fang Zheng also thought of the snake witch who can control big snakes. If classified by later generations, the development level of industry and chemistry has already made breakthroughs, but they are only in the hands of a few for conquest and suppression.

The three emperors have disappeared, and the five emperors have not yet been revealed. Since Zifeng mentioned Yu before, has the era of kings Yao and Shun, who "govern by arches" and "plain folk customs" have passed?Is there really such a beautiful kingdom like a peach blossom garden?Fang Zheng listened to his father's analysis, and did not fully believe that Wei's "Bamboo Book Chronicles" vilified the virtuous king and revealed the bloody truth of ancient times.Descriptions such as Shun imprisoning Yao and then usurping the throne by himself focus on the subversion of "orthodoxy", which is still a cover-up consciousness that will only be possessed after the emergence of ethics. It is not clear whether it is true or not.

In this era, ethics and ethics have not yet been established, and people's hearts have not yet been transformed.Humans and beasts are separated by a thin line, not even completely separated, trekking and tossing just to survive.What Zhengshuo dispute, probably still far away.But since the virtuous kings are praised, there must be something special about them.Now that we have stepped into the threshold of civilization, with guests, diplomacy and etiquette, is there hope for good luck in this era?

Fang Zheng quietly ran to Tengmao halfway and asked, "Why do you think there was a siper that day?"

Tengmao had been poisoned, so he hated Fang Zheng very much, but Fang Zheng saved them from the problem of drinking water, and he seemed to be Lord Zifeng's subordinate, so he didn't dare to offend them, reluctantly said: "Probably a war slave The tribe didn't pay attention, it sneaked in."

There are many mountains on the eastern defense line, and the passage between the mountains is the important place guarded by the Zhannu tribe.The outer defense line usually has a sentry post every [-] meters, and if something happens, smoke will be sent to report, but if the sentry post does not check for a while.Or if you are attacked by a wild animal before you have time to send a message, you may put 兕 in.

Fang Zheng asked again