Reborn Primitive Age

Chapter 78

"This is coercion."

"Coercion?" Gong Liang looked bewildered.

Wu nodded and said, "It's coercion. It's an intangible thing that's hard to describe. For example, the inferiors fear the superiors. Although there are factors of fear in the inferiors' hearts, there are also majestic oppressions from the superiors. This kind of majestic oppression is coercion. It's like a little beast not daring to move lightly when it sees a ferocious beast lying on the ground."

"Oh," Gong Liang understood Wu's explanation.

Wu said again: "Didn't you say that you want to leave the tribe and see the world outside? This time there is an opportunity. If you really want to go out, you have to prepare in advance."

opportunity?

Gongliang wondered, if he wanted to go out, he would go out, what chance did he need?

Wu didn't explain to him, and continued to bury his head in writing.

Gongliang couldn't get an answer, so he had to leave.

After Yuhan waited for him to leave, he "hummed" at his back.Wu looked up, smiled, and began to write again.

The herd of beasts crossing the creek had already landed and began to walk up the slope in front of the gate of the village.When the herd of beasts approached the gate of the village, the warriors of Yanbu took action one after another, either throwing spears and axes or shooting arrows.In an instant, flesh and blood flew, and corpses lay across the gate of the village.The ferocious beast that was climbing below was frightened by the tragic scene in front of the gate of the village and stopped in its tracks, not daring to go forward.

Seeing this, the warriors of Yanbu quickly opened the gate of the village, and quickly cleaned up the corpses of the beasts that died in front of the gate.

The bloody smell of mutton drove the beast crazy, and its eyes were blood red.

As more and more ferocious beasts crossed the stream, more and more ferocious beasts gathered under the slope of the village gate.They seemed to regard the people in the Yan Department as food, and looked at them from time to time, howling ferociously.

A group of red-maned and long-toothed pigs as big as a small mountain finally couldn't bear it and rushed up.

The speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, it hit the gate of the village with a "bang", and there was a loud noise like a landslide, and the gate of the village was shaken violently.

"Quick, quickly hold the log against it."

The Yanbu warriors who were watching the excitement in front of the gate of the village hurriedly picked up logs from the side to withstand the gate of the village, only then were they able to withstand the second wave of impact from the big red-maned long-toothed pig on the hill.

At this time, the Yanbu warriors standing on the wall of the stronghold made their moves one after another.The red-bristle long-toothed pig has rough skin and thick flesh, and is covered with a thick layer of mud armor made of condensed mud. It is difficult for spears and arrows to shoot in from the outside. The last few tribal leaders jumped from the wall of the village. Hunting red-maned and long-toothed pigs saved the gate of the village from being knocked open.

As soon as the little boss went down, he burned Yan Wen's essence and blood. Taking advantage of his abundant strength, he held a weapon and attacked the weak spot on the red-maned long-toothed pig.

For a moment, the red-maned long-toothed pig was chopped bloody and howled miserably.

The Yanbu warriors on the wall of the stronghold were worried that the red-bristle and long-toothed pig would go mad, so they all jumped down to help.In a short while, a group of red-maned and long-toothed pigs were slaughtered.

These are just two small trials.

As more and more ferocious beasts gathered on the shore, the blood in front of the gate of the village was like the aroma of delicious food, attracting the attention of the beasts all the time, and finally couldn't help it, the herd of beasts roared and rushed towards the gate of the village.

This time it was not a small group, but a large group of fierce beasts, of all kinds.

The warriors standing on the wall suddenly became nervous. Looking at the herd of beasts, each of them held a longbow in his hand, grasped his spear and ax tightly, and only waited for the herd of beasts to get closer.

Near, near, 80 meters, 70 meters, 60 meters, 50 meters, [-] meters

In an instant, arrows, spears, and sharp axes flew out like electricity, and poured into the herd of beasts like rain. In just a moment, the herd of beasts collapsed.But death didn't make them stop, on the contrary they became even crazier.After all, the number of warriors on the wall of the stronghold was limited, and the unkilled beasts slammed into the gate of the stronghold one after another, making loud noises.The warrior behind held him firmly with a log, not daring to relax for a moment.

Some nimble beasts climbed up the gate of the village and ran into Yanbu.

At this time, the warriors gathered in front of the gate of the village came in handy, picking up their weapons one by one and slashing at the beasts that ran into the tribe.

Occasionally, one or two fish that slipped through the net ran into the tribe, but before they walked 20 meters, they were hit by a wisp of faint blue flames, and instantly fell to the ground, dead.

This fight did not end until nightfall.

Blood flowed like a river in front of the gate of the village, and the corpses of fierce beasts were everywhere. Remnants of limbs, broken arms, flesh and blood, and internal organs can be seen everywhere.The strong smell of blood wafted over Yanbu and lingered for a long time.

After nightfall, two bonfires were lit in front of the village, and the blazing flames illuminated the oblique waves outside the gate of the village.

Seeing that the herd was no longer coming up, the Yanbu warriors began to clean up the battlefield, bringing back the corpses of the beasts that could be eaten to the tribe, and throwing the unusable ones directly below for the herd to eat.Working together, combined with the strength of Yanbu and Mabu, they quickly cleaned up the corpses of the beasts outside the gate of the village.Everyone also brought spring water from the village to wash the slope outside the gate of the village, lest the pungent bloody smell would attract fierce beasts.

At night, the bonfires around Yanbu are brightly lit, illuminating the whole tribe.

Many Yanbu warriors were injured during the day's defense, and a few warriors died unfortunately, but they also harvested a lot of blood and flesh from the beasts.

Therefore, at night, the witch performed sacrifices in the ancestral temple.

A large number of intact and huge corpses of fierce beasts were placed in the Ancestral Temple. Because there were too many of them, they couldn't fit inside, so they had to be placed outside.

People from the Yan tribe gathered in the ancestral temple, listening to the shaman chanting mysterious sentences, wisps of blue smoke continued to pour from the head of the beast into the flame of the ancestral god on the stone pillar of the hall, and the flame of the word "yan" blazed up, reflecting people's faces flushed.

Gongliang has always been very interested in the green smoke flying past, so he watched it carefully, sinking into it unconsciously, and drifting towards the stone pillar with the green smoke.

The green smoke was poured into the flame, but it was not absorbed by the flame on the stone pillar, but followed the flame of the stone pillar downward.

all the way down.

After a while, an empty place suddenly appeared in front of him. There was nothing in it, but there was a dark black wood in the middle, and a cloud of faint blue flames danced slightly on it.

The blue smoke floating from the beast's head was completely sucked by the blue flame.

Gongliang followed the blue smoke with his mind, and saw everything below clearly. He found that the flame on the black wood seemed to be conscious, and it was looking at him.

He backed away in fright, but the blue flames came after him, tightly wrapped around him, and burned him.The scorching flame seemed to be burning not only his body, but also his soul. The pain was so painful that life was worse than death.But for some reason, a circle of ice crystal jade dew appeared on his head. Whenever he was burned to the point of passing out by the blue flames, there would always be a burst of coolness from the ice crystal jade dew circle to nourish him, keeping him healthy all the time. wide awake.

How could this be?

"Ahhh"

Gongliang cried out in pain.

"Snapped"

Suddenly, he felt that he had been slapped hard, and he woke up suddenly, only to find that he was still in the ancestral temple, but the people inside had all gone, and the beasts worshiped had also been removed, leaving him alone here touching his body , looking like he's in pain.

The person who photographed him was a witch.

Gongliang felt very embarrassed, his gestures and his shouts were too embarrassing in this ancestral temple.

It's just that the feeling was so clear and unforgettable just now, what's going on?Could it be dreaming.

Then I have dreamed too many things in the past few days. Yesterday I dreamed that I was sitting at home, and my eyes could see Uncle Dashi's house through the stone wall?

Just thinking about it, suddenly my head became dizzy and I passed out.

(End of this chapter)