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　　 By the side of the quiet river valley, there are more than 20 houses made of wood scattered around. These wooden houses have a large floor area, but they look very strange, because the roofs are all covered with bark, and there are doors but no windows, and the roofs have chimneys.

　　 The shrubs that are tall and half a meter wide with spikes form a circle, which surrounds this small village like a city wall. These thorny bushes seem to be good at blocking the sneak attacks of wild wolves and other ferocious animals.

　　 This is the time when the sun sets. The red sunset hanging to the west not only dyes the western half of the sky red, but also dyes this peaceful river valley a dark red.

Curling smoke rises in the setting sun. More than a dozen women who have just returned from the farm are busy picking up dinner, and more than a dozen seven- or eight-year-old children are running wildly. It seems that only this kind of activity can completely take them all over. His energy was completely vented, and several sturdy men were sitting around a corner of the village smoking pipes together.

　　 River valleys, villages, the setting sun in the west, and the casual people... all these constitute a beautiful painting.

However, if you look closer, you will immediately find some unusual places, because the people here, whether it is a child running wild, a woman returning from work, and the guy sitting around smoking a pipe, Clothes and hair accessories are very strange.

　　They all wore clothing made of animal skins, shaking their heads and shaking their heads, and they inadvertently showed blue tattoos on their necks, and they had long hair regardless of men and women...

　　This is not a village located in a remote hillside of a barren mountain. This is a primitive Indian tribe that is rarely seen in the modern era!

　　Although everything here is so peaceful and harmonious, even if this scene is seen by poets in ancient China, there may be another masterpiece similar to "Peach Blossom Spring".

But in this harmonious and peaceful river valley, no one noticed that in the dense forest not far away, a group of middle-aged men with various colors smeared on their faces and animal skins on their faces were looking with a murderous look that could not be concealed. This small clan village not far away.

　　 When the few middle-aged men in the village finished smoking their pipes and returned to the wooden house for dinner, the group of men who had been in ambush in the dense forest for a long time finally attacked.

　　 Accompanied by a cry similar to howling a wolf, dense rockets rose from the dense forest, and then fell into this small village with strange howling sounds.

　　The flames mixed with thick smoke suddenly emerged from the wooden houses. And these men in ambush immediately launched an impact on this small village. Dozens of strong men held bone spears, bone knives, wooden sticks and a few steel knives in their hands, or rode horses or ran. The roar of "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh andhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhah and as well)

The abnormal noise outside the village suddenly made the originally quiet village seem to be boiling. Although more than a dozen men who ran out of the wooden house also held weapons such as bone spears, bows and arrows, and wooden sticks, their expressions It seemed a little caught off guard.

　　 After seeing the men charging towards the village with their weapons, the eyes of the men who just ran out immediately turned red, and one of the strong men screamed: "It's the Chekasha!"

　　 Then, these more than a dozen guys yelled, and ran toward the gap in the bush with the guys who ran out of the wooden house one after another.

If you look down from the sky, you can easily see that the number of men running out of the village is far less than the number of sneak attackers, but even so, they are still like moths fighting the fire, facing more than their own. Sneak attackers who have been out several times are invincible!

Moreover, people are still pouring out from the wooden houses in the village, but these people who appear afterwards are not strong men, but a group of women and old men, and they also hold all kinds of weird things in their hands. The weapon, howling, followed the man in front of him and rushed towards the gaps in the bushes.

　　 Behind them is their home, and there is their hope for the future—children. For all of this, they ignore that the number of enemies is much larger than them, and that they are all strong fighters.

　　The ghost knows what kind of hatred exists between the two sides, anyway, in the short moment of contact between the two sides, blood sprayed out from the sky, and the sun was sinking in the west.

　　 A small but extremely tragic battle broke out suddenly under this poignant sunset.

Although the men and women in the village are fighting back, and although they are desperately trying to protect the homeland behind them, the number of enemies on the opposite side is really too many, and they are all men of middle age, if it weren’t for the bushes around the village. , I’m afraid it’s just a shock, and those Chekasha men can drown this small village.

Several sneakers tried to break through the bushes from other locations, but they were pierced with blood, so after weighing them, the sneakers gave up attacking from the position blocked by the bushes, but concentrated their power on Several gaps in the bush.

　　 The strongest twenty-something men in the village divided into two groups and guarded the two largest bush gaps, but suffered heavy casualties.

　　 More than a dozen teenagers of sixteen or seventeen also held weapons and guarded the two smaller gaps in the bushes, but their bravery still couldn't resist the attack of the sneak attackers.

　　 A short man did not participate in the resistance, but quickly climbed towards the mountain on the other side of the village. He was like a flexible ape, and soon disappeared in the dense forest on the hillside, and then, the top of this small mountain began to have wolf smoke.

　　 That's a signal for help!

Among the dozen teenagers who fought hard to resist the invaders, there was a very large and strong person. If it weren’t for the greenness on his face, it proved that his age was no different from those of other teenagers. Just by looking at his size, everyone would think he was. An adult strong man.

　　 He is called "Silly Head", he is the largest and strongest man in the village. Even if he is only sixteen years old, he is still two laps thicker than the strongest man in the village.

　　 But it's a pity that this extremely burly boy has a bad head. In other words, he is a bit mentally handicapped. Therefore, he was nicknamed "Stupid Head" by his friends and clansmen since he was a child.

Although 　　 silly head is a bit mentally retarded, he is holding a thick bone spear in his right hand and a thin-armed wooden stick in his left. He fights alone in the forefront, stuck in the gap.

　　 And in front of him, there are six big, round Chekasha men...

　　 Bone spears stabbed, bone knives slashed, and there was a thick, a little outrageous wooden stick in the middle that swept and smashed.

The silly head only felt that he was dying, even if he was more robust, even if he was strong enough to fight a black bear, but when faced with six Chekasha fighters with rich combat experience, he still felt that I'm afraid I won't last long.

The body flashed to the side, the bone spear in his hand pierced out, and it plunged into the neck of a Chekasha man. When the bone spear was pulled out, a bright red blood sprayed directly on his head. .

Regardless of wiping the blood on his face, the silly head rolled on the spot with a kind of instinct, and escaped the hack of the thick wooden stick that threatened the most, and knocked the stick in the hand **** the other cut. On the man’s calf bones, accompanied by the man’s miserable cry, the bone spear in the hands of the silly head was like a king cobra, pierced diagonally upwards, and pierced the man’s lower jaw accurately. Cut the lower jaw of the Kassa man...

　　 This is the third Chekasha man killed by himself!

　　 Although his silly head is a bit silly, the number one, two and three can still be counted.

　　 When the silly head turned over and tried to pull the bone spear out of the man Chekasha's jaw, he was horrified to find that the bone spear was stuck in the bone of that guy.

　　 After drawing twice without taking out the bone spear, the silly head can only give up the bone spear reluctantly. But again, because of this delay, the thick wooden stick swept across again with strange howling noises.

　　 can't hide...

　　 The stupid instinct of his head allows him to clearly distinguish the form, so he decisively raised his left arm and blocked it in front of his temple.

Accompanied by a clear and audible "click", the wooden stick swept the silly head's left forearm severely. The thick arm couldn't resist this strange force at all, and the silly head's left forearm immediately became A weird angle.

　　 While the remaining power of the wooden stick was not eliminated, with the left forearm that had been completely broken, UU reading www.uukanshu.com hit the head of the silly head fiercely. Even if the silly head turned his head desperately for an instant to avoid the most terrible temple, he still got hit on the top of his head.

　　 A touch of bright red stayed from the top of his head in an instant, and the eyes of the silly head went black, like a felled tree that fell straight to the ground...

　　 Shi Xiong was full of violent spirits, and there was a vague growl in his throat.

　　 "Where is this?" The thought just came up in Shi Xiong's mind, and the pain all over his body drowned him.

The head melon seeds seemed to be trampled on by a million alpaca madly, and it was as if hundreds of red-hot steel needles plunged into their skulls, and then desperately stirred in their own brains; Both ears have the strange "buzzing" sound and the sharp whistle sound like when the kettle is turned on...

　　 "Stupid head, silly head...is it dead? Is it dead..."

A burst of sounds that seemed to float from countless light-years away rang from Shixiong’s ears. The sound was so strange that it was neither rounded like in one’s native language nor spoken like English or French. That way of pronunciation.

　　 Shixiong dared to assure Grandpa Mao that he had never heard such language since he was a child. But by the way, this language can be heard clearly, as if he is familiar with his mother tongue—Chinese...

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