Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Originally, Shao Xuan planned to go with Yan Shuo and others to bring the few tourists who were with Yan Shuo. The original planned route did not pass there. The river forked too much in the middle. The fleet passed by another waterway.

But before leaving, Wu stopped everyone who was about to leave.

Wu's meaning is to let the fleet go to the place where Yan Shuo once lived. Shao Xuan told him that there are many tourists with hard life and slaves.

"Let them all go over and take a look."

This is what Wu said at the time.

Let the Yanjiao tribesmen who have been isolated all the time, take a look at the tourists living in the cracks, and look at the two lives of other people after the tribe was destroyed - tourists and slaves.

Wu is going to teach everyone in the Yanjiao tribe a lesson.

After crossing the river, Wu's sense of existence has become much lower. In the past, when he was in the tribe, many things were decided after the leader and Wu discussed it, but after coming here, Wu rarely intervened. More often, Ao Command in front.

Now that Wu Jin once again expressed his opinion, naturally no one objected.

The fleet took a detour, and from the originally planned route, the long-distance team that came to the Pu tribe often walked that waterway.

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On the land next to the "y"-shaped river fork, slaves were called up to work early in the morning.

There are many large and small bamboo rafts on the river, and the slaves are fishing. When they were there, the tourists dared not go and snatch them, because they would be besieged. Some supervisors with whips on the shore kept their eyes on the river, preventing anyone from being lazy and guarding against tourists.

These supervisors are only slightly better than the slaves at the bottom, and they are not even at the level of slaves, but at least they have more power given by slave owners. It is better than other people who have not awakened to the power of the totem, and staying here is also a deterrent to those tourists who are just around the corner.

Those who can climb from the bottom to the level of supervision are all ruthless people. You can tell by looking at the cruelty in their eyes.

A little further away from the slaves, some tourists also began to move.

A few tourists with slightly better clothes than others. Yawning, he walked slowly to the river, drank some water, and washed his face directly with the river water, sobering up.

Looking at the slaves who have already started work,

The man who took the lead spat over there.

"Boss, recently, some far-striders are going to start moving again?" someone asked.

"There are many far-striders. We can also get some work from the hands of those slaves." Another said.

The man in the lead got up and wiped his face, "Keep an eye on it, don't be robbed!"

Now in the tourist area here, the only people who can fight against them are those who were brought up by Yan Shuo at the beginning.

"Didn't I hear that they will leave in the future? Go to Yanshuo's tribe." Someone said.

"Leave? Chi!" A bearded man next to him sneered, mocking the words just now, "They can only talk about it here. If they really leave here, how long can they live? Maybe, in just two days. Just eaten by wild beasts. Killed by people from other tribes."

"Yes." The leader nodded in agreement, "Let's not say whether they have the ability to leave, even if they can, who knows what Yanshuo's tribe is like? Tourists live under the control of the tribe, which is even more difficult. People from the tribe will kill anyone they don’t like, especially those small tribes that lack food. Maybe they will treat tourists as food. It’s not like we haven’t seen them before. If you want to go, go to the big tribe. Those ones."

"What do the big tribes in the middle look like?" a younger one asked.

The man who took the lead was instantly complacent. Lifting his chin, he signaled the person next to him to move away. He used to sit on a high stone and then told some scenes he had seen when he was drifting outside.

In fact, there are many scenes he can't remember anymore, it's too vague, but it doesn't matter, he just needs to frighten these few people.

"...Especially the Changzhou tribe, that is the real powerhouse on the water. Their boat is much taller than our house. It's just like some simple rafts used by the slaves, and it still leaks. The far-flung tribes around are not so good."

Just as he was talking, the leader suddenly realized that he had been talking for so long, but no one else responded at all! Not only that, but also look to other places one by one. Are you looking at the slaves who fish on the water with their nets?

"What are you looking at?!" the leader said dissatisfied.

"No, boss, there's a boat over there." A man pointed tremblingly.

"How many times have I said that those used by slaves are not considered ships at all!" The leader was even more dissatisfied.

"Really, boss, that's what you said, the ones taller than our house," said another.

"Hmm!" The others nodded vigorously.

Bigger than our house?

The man sitting cross-legged on the rocks on the shore turned to look at the direction the others pointed.

Seeing this, he was so shocked that he almost sprained his waist.

On the river in the distance, boats came towards this side, each boat was higher than the house they lived in, especially the three largest, which reminded the leader of the vague memory that he had met a long. The situation of the Zhou tribe fleet.

"Changzhou Tribe?!" The leader exclaimed.

"No, no, the Changzhou Tribe is not a totem like that, it's like..." A slightly thinner man next to the leader tugged at his long beard that he hadn't cut for a long time, "The pattern on the boat looks familiar, it seems Where have you seen it?"

"I really want to see it." Someone echoed, "It's still in the tourist area."

"Tourist area? Impossible!"

"Look, here we come! Are they going to stop here? If we stop, we can definitely get something out of it, right?"

As soon as they saw such a formation, they knew that it was not easy to mess with. They had no more crooked intentions such as killing people and grabbing things, and they just stared at the fleet that was getting closer and closer.

On the river, the slaves were already screaming and leaned the raft to the river bank. If they remained on the river, they would block the way. They didn't even dare to offend the long-distance travelers on wooden rafts, let alone such a fleet?

There is no need for the supervisor to throw the whip, one by one for fear of falling behind and getting into trouble.

The emergence of a fleet is naturally a major event and must be reported. The supervising person has shouted and told the people above what happened on the river. The slave owner was not there, but he also left the steward here to enslave.

Many people who remained in the tourist area and did not go out also approached the river bank to see the sudden appearance of the fleet. Many of them have never been out of here, and have never seen such a big ship, so they naturally find it very strange.

The fleet gradually docked, and the waves washed the sediment on the river bank.

The slaves were already waiting there, and the supervisor with the whip had changed his face at this time, putting away all the cruelty, with a look of flattery on his face. If things are done well, they can be rewarded.

After the boat docked, the ladder was not lowered, and some soldiers jumped off the boat one after another, with Yan Shuo at the head.

Looking at this familiar and unfamiliar place, Yan Shuo was deeply moved.

A supervisor hung the whip behind his back and trotted forward, intending to say something, but after seeing Yan Shuo's appearance, all the words were stuck in his throat. He knew Yan Shuo, and when Yan Shuo's family followed the others, he was standing on the bank of the river.

Yan Shuo glanced around, his eyes stopped for a moment on the tourists who were as stiff as stone statues not far away, and then he looked in the direction of the tourist area.

"This is where you used to live?" the soldier who jumped down asked Yan Shuo.

"Yes, it's here. It's changed a bit."

While talking, Yan Shuo took them to find the friends who stayed here.

Shao Xuan did not go down. He stood on the boat and looked at the stone houses nearly ten meters high in the distance. When he left, there were no such houses. It was obviously built by the slaves in the past two years and belonged to the slave owners. thing.

If it is only for the far-striders, it only needs some simple wooden houses, and it is even worse for the slaves to live, not the camp-like building behind the woods.

"Slave owner, it looks like the plan is very big." Shao Xuan said. I just came to pick up a few people, but I didn't expect to see the large stone houses built like camps. If you were not standing on the boat, but just standing on the ground, there was a high possibility that the trees would block your view.

Not long after, Yan Zhi brought back more than ten people, including those he was familiar with at the beginning, and those who had joined the small group in the past two years. They all wanted to leave with the Yanjiao tribe, and Ao agreed.

The people who were brought on board cried with joy, as if they were reborn, while the other tourists who were standing on the riverbank watching were full of envy and jealousy in their eyes.

Who would have guessed that people who were so miserable back then would have such a fortune? Who would have thought that the person who was stubborn and lived a hard life with his wife and children would become a totem warrior?

The world is impermanent.

The Flaming Horn Tribe's fleet did not stay here for long, and left after picking up people. Wu just let the tribe's people see the miserable conditions of the tourists and slaves here and give them a shot.

Wu's goal was achieved. Whether it was the person who followed Yanzhi to the tourist area, or the person who stood on the boat and looked at the slaves who were numbly working with whips, the psychological impact was huge.

In a war, if the loser, in addition to death, this is probably the case.

Therefore, no matter who they face in the future, they cannot be defeated! Absolutely cannot be defeated!

The Firehorn tribe's fleet arrived and left, continuing on their new route. The tourists and slaves on this land have already remembered the name of the tribe "Flaming Horn" and the double-horned totem pattern wrapped in flames on the sail.

The steward who was left behind by the slave owner Shi Shu, went back after the fleet left, took out the animal skin scroll left by the slave owner from the box, dipped the paint with the animal brush, and wrote what happened today. The master said that if the Yanjiao tribe really appeared, he would write to inform them.

The Flaming Horn Tribe really exists! (To be continued)