Martial Arts: Start A Life Simulator

"Damn, we were found."

Slowly advancing along the gully in the snow, Ax led hundreds of warriors of the bear tribe.

Looking at the patrolling people who had been standing at the entrance of the cave in the distance, they quickly ran back to the cave.

He knew immediately that the whereabouts of his group had been completely exposed, and without further hiding, Aix directly led the people to the cave where the Stone Tribe was located in the distance: "Be faster, don't give them time to react!"

This way, Aix has never had any good gains, and the tribes of the Eastern Mountain Range are even poorer than he thought.

Except for a few shabby animal skins, even those people didn't have much flesh on their bodies.

However, Aix mentioned it from a hunter in a surrounding tribe, that the hunter had accidentally seen the stone tribe and drove a group of deer back.

He didn't believe in this kind of thing at first, but on the way here, he found a lot of excrement from under the snow, and all the way pointed to the stone tribe.

This made Axe excited.

If the Stone Tribe really has a group of deer in their hands, then their coming out this trip can definitely be called a bumper harvest.

Thinking of this, his running speed couldn't help but subconsciously speed up.

"The cave is blocked."

When he ran to the cave entrance of the Stone Tribe, Axe couldn't help feeling depressed when he heard the report from his subordinates.

But he soon thought of a way: "Take down all those wooden houses for me, bring the firewood over, smoke it for me!"

"I don't believe they can stand it all the time."

Hearing Axe's words, hundreds of people in the bear tribe dispersed quickly.

Obviously this is not the first time they have done such a thing.

. . . . . .

"Old Dirk, who is the enemy?"

Inside the cave, the other three Elders from the Stone Tribe gathered together, and they looked at Old Dirk's gloomy expression.

And the old Dirk did not hesitate to give the order to cut the rope to pull the boulder, and they could guess that the enemy this time was not easy.

"It's a man of a cannibal tribe."

"There are at least three hundred fighters."

Old Dirk looked at the entrance of the cave in the distance and the smoke started to appear. He couldn't help but sink in his heart and began to direct the crowd to evacuate: "Women and children are going to the underground river."

"The hunters bring in all the poisonous powder left by the leader."

Hearing what Old Dirk said, the other three Elder's expressions all changed. Of course they knew about the cannibal tribe.

As the leaders of the tribe, they are not like ordinary people in the tribe with little knowledge.

Every year, they go to Dono City to participate in the authorization meeting. The so-called authorization meeting is actually very simple.

The leader elected by the tribe is illegal, and it needs to go through the Donor City record and issue a medal.

Therefore, the annual authorization meeting is actually held by Dono City in order to understand the power holders of the various tribes, and it is also one of the few opportunities for the leaders of the various tribes to communicate with each other.

At the exchange meeting, the leaders of the various tribes will take this opportunity to make appointments and communicate some information.

For example, the division of hunting grounds between each other, the men's and women's congress held in spring, etc., and among these information, there is one item for each tribe, which will be mentioned in every exchange meeting.

That is the trace of the cannibal tribe.

The trail of the cannibal tribe has always been a mystery. No one knows where they came from and why they appeared.

But every time they appear, they are usually accompanied by the demise of the tribe.

The best result is to be robbed of food and end up starved to death in the end.

Of course, everyone has not reported the cannibal tribe to the lord's mansion, but every time the lord mansion goes out, there is no trace of the cannibal tribe.

Or bring back a pile of corpses.

This also caused the cannibal tribe to be extremely mysterious and terrifying in the eyes of everyone.

No matter how powerful the tribe is, it is extremely jealous of the cannibal tribe.

"Boom boom boom!"

In the tunnel at the entrance of the cave, the sound of hammers hitting the stones continued to sound.

The people hiding in the cave couldn't help but pale again. Perhaps the huge stone was hard to shake for ordinary people.

But in the eyes of the knight, it was only a matter of time before it was broken.

"What to do, that stone won't last long."

With a rickety figure, Doka holds a poisoned spear in his hand like a corpse...

He looked at the old Dirk who was in charge, and his tone was full of anxiety: "If those guys break in, our Stone Tribe is afraid that no one can live."

"Let's go ahead first."

Dirk held the cane in his hand tightly, and without hesitation, he walked directly to the entrance of the cave. As he walked, he ordered the young clansmen who were guarding all the way: "Let all the old guys come over, just say that Old Dirk needs them, Stone Tribe. Need them."

"It would be great if Chief David was there."

As he walked towards the entrance of the thick smokey cave, Barry couldn't help but sigh: "He can always think of various solutions to problems."

"On the contrary, I hope he will not come back."

Old Dirk picked up a packet of poison powder and hung it on Own's neck. His tone was a bit complicated: "As long as Chief David is still alive, our stone tribe will never perish."

"Old Dirk, you are right."

Hearing what Old Dirk said, everyone was puzzled for a moment, then relieved.

The three Elders nodded together, agreeing very much with Old Dirk's statement.

Lin Jingzhe's talent, temperament, and all kinds of whimsical ideas that spring up from time to time make everyone fascinated.

But they also know that even if Lin Jingzhe is very talented and a genius, this can't hide the fact that he is still very young.

. . . . . .

"Boss, there are too many of them."

Inside a snowdrift, Lin Jingzhe and his party, who had just returned from the mountain, are now hiding behind a snowy hill.

Domon handed Lin Jingzhe a piece of dried meat and watched hundreds of people in the distance tearing down a wooden house. His teeth creaked: "We have a dozen of us in the past, and there is no way to win. "

"God, it's almost dark."

Lin Jingzhe quietly chewed the dried meat in his mouth, and he began to quickly regain his strength.

He rushed down this road, even if he had accumulated a lot of strength, he had already consumed a lot of physical energy.

Seeing the sky getting darker and darker, he watched that his own wooden house in the distance was also torn down by the people of the cannibal tribe. Lin Jingzhe's eyes flashed with icy cold light.

Although the cabin leaks rain in summer and wind in winter, there are too many memories of him and his family there. .

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