Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The tribe arrived here from the ancestors and fought a piece of land. It has been living for a few hundred years now. It has been passed down from generation to generation, the building of the house, the cultivation of the fields, every place is memorized, and history is kept everywhere. And memory.

When I heard that I had to pack things away, the tribes were a little shocked. They couldn’t react at once. They just mechanically packed up according to the orders of the leader. When they returned to God, they talked about it.

When they heard that the six nobles had to deal with their own tribes, they were angry. Some soldiers clamored to do something with them. They were heard by Dokang and smashed.

"Do you think we are afraid? Fart! We Yanbian people will be afraid of the self-righteous slave owners? The reason why we left, because we are going back!" Dokang loudly.

The people who are collecting things move in a row.

go back?

Where are you going?

What does the leader mean?

The warriors who were squatted by Dokang forgot to get up, and asked: "Hey, are we not here? Where are you going?"

"Where the ancestors came from, we will go back." Dokang left this sentence and left. He also went to other places in the mountains to inspect the work. Because of the things to leave, the whole tribe was a little anxious. In order to prevent the soldiers who were not able to hunt and who were energetic, they had to press down.

The warrior with a bruised face on the ground looked at the figure that Dukang left, handcuffed the ground that had been dried a lot, thinking about the words of Dokang.

Where did the ancestor come from, where do we go?

Where did the ancestors come from... Shao Xuan! I heard that Shao Xuan is also from there. So, they are going to the birthplace of the legendary Yanjiao tribe? !

Xiang Chen and others who had just returned to the tribe, were originally disheartened because of the fact that the sea was not frozen, and they heard the bad rumors about the horns outside. They intended to fight with those people, but they did not expect it. There will be such a turning point.

The Yanjiao people are ill, and this incident has been known to their fathers very early, but they don’t say it on weekdays. If other people outside say that Yanjiao is sick, he will definitely go back: you are sick. All of you are sick.

However, the truth of the matter is indeed the case. After the completion of the game, I will also think about myself. When will this disease be good?

But now the opportunity is coming. Although I don’t know what the witch thinks, since both the witch and the leader decided to leave, he will do the same.

"What about the duck shed?" The person who took care of the ducks was saddened and ran over to ask Shao Xuan.

"Just stay there, the duck sheds are left to them. They will leave if they are willing to leave, and they will stay here if they are willing to stay here." These ducks are too ordinary, the tribes are not looking at them, and they are bothered with them. Killed roast meat? It is better to hunt for the satisfaction of several beasts. Those ducks have the right to protect the ducks from the tribe.

"What happened to a few eggs today?" The man asked again.

"Everything is cooked."

"What about a green duck?" The man looked forward to asking.

Shao Xuan looked at the fat ducks that were swimming in the river with a group of green hairs. These green second-generation eggs, Shao Xuan could not wait. However, seeing that the duck egg helped the Yanjiao people, Shao Xuan did not kill.

"Don't worry about it."

At that time, the copper tripod had been cast into other copper products. There are pots and pots, and they are given to the tribes who have merit. These people are reluctant to throw them away. They are also planning to bring them. The salt stone has been fully cooked and promoted. Most of them are distributed to the tribes. The rest are from the witches. People keep it.

Millet, herbs, etc. are also distributed within one day. People in the tribe are so busy that they have no time to think about other things, and they are not too sad.

Shao Xuan once experienced a major migration, this is the second major migration. Only the situation is slightly different. There are still many people behind them who are hostile to this migration. Perhaps not as smooth as it was at the beginning.

Shao Xuan Tong Zheng Luo discussed the migration route. The one that Xiang Chen has passed can no longer be used. Someone who has seen Yanjiao on that road may have been ambushed and waited for Yanjiao to be delivered to the door. And that route will pass through several cities, and it can be used in the past to facilitate the replenishment in the middle. It’s not going to work now, and it’s far from being avoided. In comparison, the road that Shao Xuan used to travel is much safer, because most of the places there avoid many places, maybe there will be many in the forest. Dangerous, but that road is the closest, and, there are so many people, if you encounter a difficult beast, everyone can block it.

"Just this one." Zheng Luo's finger clicked on Shao Xuan's own map. "First send someone to inquire about it, see what's going on in the mountain forest, clear the road."

That night, when most of the tribes were insomnia, Shao Xuan had a dream. He dreamed of the first witch of the tribe. He could not see the witch. He could only see a vague figure, but Shao Xuan had a species. A special feeling, he is able to determine the identity of this person, the legendary Yanjiao tribe is the strongest first witch, also the original body of six bone ornaments.

In Shao Xuan's dream, he saw the witch, walking on a narrow passage and stepping into the distance.

That passage is very familiar.

The surroundings are very dark and there is a sound of water.

There are some vaguely large figures moving alongside, like giant beasts in the sea.

Suddenly opened his eyes, Shao Xuan consciousness is still a bit embarrassed, but the situation in the dream is still profound, every detail is very clear, except for the vague figure.

The window is already bright, and you can see a ray of light from the wooden window panel.

When he got up, Shao Xuan quickly sipped his mouth with cold water and wiped his face at random. He didn't eat and ran for the witch.

In the morning, the witch was not in the house, but stood by the fire pit and stared at the fire pond.

In the past night, the witch did not fall asleep at all. She stood in the fire pit for a night. Although her face was calm, her eyes were obviously black and blue. She looked at her eyes under her eyes and her eyes were bloodshot.

Perhaps the witch is not as calm as it seems. After all, tribal migration is a big deal. To make this decision, she and the leader are also under great pressure.

Seeing Shao Xuan, Wu asked: "What is so anxious?"

"There is something that I don't understand." Shao Xuan said.

Shao Xuan said that he had dreamed of last night. He didn't know if this was a hint of the ancestors, or he dreamed of thinking more.

After listening to Shao Xuan’s remarks, the witch’s eyes flashed in some godless eyes, and the folds on his face were deeper.

"That is the road! It is the way the ancestors pointed us! Perhaps, after that, it will just become the way you have encountered. So, the passage is formed!" She believes that the ancestors will not lie to them.

"just……"

"Don't worry, it must be a reminder of the ancestors!"

"but……"

Shao Xuan did not finish. When the witch raised his hand to stop Shao Xuan, "I believe in the ancestors!"

"I believe." Shao Xuan reluctantly said.

"That's all. All we need to do is to bring the Horde to there."

If you get Shao Xuan's words, the witch spirit is much better. She decided to go to the levy to discuss it. The levy was probably because of the pressure, and she didn't sleep all night. She heard the levy in the early morning.

Seeing that Wu quickly left, Shao Xuan grabbed his head. He didn't feel that he would meet the situation he had encountered at the time, because in the dream, the sound of the water and the huge figure, he had never met before.

Two days later, the tribes gathered.

The team that first inquired has come back, and the forest can go, but there are some places where there is water and more attention.

On the mountain, the fire pit is still there, but there is no Yanjiao. The role of the fire pit will be lost.

The house is also there, no one lives, it seems empty, lonely.

In the field, some small weeds of weeds have emerged, and the crops have not been planted. People who plan to do a big job can only temporarily give up this opportunity and keep the seeds well.

In the artificial river dug around the mountain, ducks of different sizes and sizes swim in it. The weather is heating up very quickly and the water is already warm. These ducks who have experienced a cruel winter have become lively.

"These, really want to be left to the people of Taihe?" But after they left, it became a land of nowhere, and they were not willing to give others. It can only be given to the Taihe tribe.

"It's cheaper!"

"I hope they don't eat all the ducks." The man who once lived near the duck shed said.

"It doesn't matter, the green ducks are really reluctant." The people who take care of the duck shed keep looking back.

The long team left, the fat duck in the river quietly glared at the pedestrian, with doubts, but did not mean to follow, just watching the last person in the team walk across the bridge. I turned back and continued to swim with other ducklings.

When the team passed near the Taihe tribe, Shao Xuan saw a group of people who had been waiting there for a long time. Most of them are people of the hunting team. Everyone is familiar with it. There are also Quanbai and others who have spent a long time in the Yanjiao tribe when they planted thousands of gold. They are coming to bid farewell.

The last time I met, whether it was the Yanjiao people or the people of Taihe, they were quite sad.

"These, you bring." The leader of the Taihe River took out two large bags, which were the herbs they had produced in the past two days, "take care!"

"Thank you, take care!" Zheng Luo hammered the shoulders of the leader of the Taihe River.

"Right, the green ducks over there, don't eat it, raise it well, there will be a reward, Shao Xuan should have told you about it?" asked Luo.

"Know, you can rest assured." Taihe leader.

How is this particularly awkward to listen to?

Not entangled, gave a short time, let the soldiers on both sides leave.

There are two old people who are crying beside them. There are Yanjiao people who have married in the Taihe River. There are also Taihe people who have been married here. In the past, there have been no marriages in recent years, but there are still people in the past. living.

They want to leave with Yanjiao, but they are very old and will only drag down with the team.

Wu raised his hand and patted them on their heads. "Leave it!"

The team set off again and gradually drifted away from the place where they lived for hundreds of years.

Zheng Luo looked back at the direction of the tribe's dwarf mountain. The surrounding high forest had blocked all the sights. Looking back, he was firm and walked in front of the team.

The ancestors said that one day, the Yanjiao people who had left would return to their hometown, and this day was met by their generation. (To be continued.)

Ps: One more tonight, three more tomorrow.

Thinking about life some time ago, often insomnia, but now I have some problems, we don't have to worry.