Prehistoric Woman Age

    Thanks to the grandma selling vegetables in front of the door, the lovely Xi Li, and the reward on the third night of September. The editor notices that it will be on the shelves tomorrow. During the Golden Week of the 11th, everyone has gone on a trip. Have you read the article? I feel very uneasy!

    **

    "What's the matter? Why did he suddenly fall?" It was a surprised voice.

    "He...he seems to be dead?g..." A voice trembled.

    "Ouch! A hole was poked in the head, can you not die?"

    "Really! I don't know what was poked, but I poked my head through, and there is a hole in the back of my head!"

    …

    The warriors of the wild wolf clan surrounded the body of the clan who died suddenly, and there was a lot of discussion, especially after seeing the man's injury clearly, a shadow of fear was cast in their hearts.

    Who is it? What kind of weapon can be used to kill people under the eyes of twenty or thirty people? The warriors of the wild wolf clan all clenched the spears in their hands, and glanced around with slightly frightened eyes, for fear that the next person to die would be themselves.

      Hide the figure of the person. However, he was a little surprised, who has the strength to throw the thin and short spear so far.

    When the clan fell, he found a short spear of unknown material, which was inserted on the ground not far behind him, and buried three points, only a little tail was left. Outside, if you don't look carefully, it is hidden by grass, which is really hard to find.

    Langyan calmly faced the mound and asked sharply: "Who! How dare you kill our people on the territory of the wolf clan! Too bad to put us on the ground! In your eyes!"

    At this time, the Atayal people behind the mound focused their complex eyes on An'er who was holding a small and exquisite bow and crossbow. The opponent is three times as many as their own, and the wolf clan has always been brave and aggressive. They are still carrying the salt they picked up, and they can't hide. How can they take the initiative to provoke and kill the opponent's people. This is good, it has attracted the wild wolf people, and it seems that it will face a hard fight!

    The primitive people, even if they are in a vulnerable group, are forced to avoid them, but there is a beast warlike factor flowing in everyone's blood. Therefore, the warriors of the Atayal tribe who came to collect salt, clenched their bows and arrows in their hands, pulled the bowstrings, and set the target of their choice. They only waited for the patriarch's order to shoot the arrows.

    Lin An'er, who was in trouble but had no remorse at all, was excited, shook Abu's arm, and showed off in a low voice: "Look! My archery is good! Hit the target! Ha, I haven't practiced in vain these days!"

    The serious expressions of the Atayal warriors suddenly became distorted, as if they were enduring something. A Tu, who was young and had poor endurance, burst out laughing.

    Abu's mouth twitched, and he nodded slowly under An'er's shining eyes...

    Seeing everyone's expressions, An'er put away her excitement, pursed her lips, and said, "It's an indisputable fact that someone hits the target with one arrow! Hmph, what kind of expressions do you have? Save face!"

    "Now is not the time to give you face, the people of the wild wolf clan are here, shall we kill them?" Ah Tu's Baba Laomo stared at one of the wild wolf clan's crowd. Familiar face, can not help but feel a raised scar on the leg.

    He aimed the arrow at the guy, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, this time he wanted to avenge the injury he was injured when he was young. The spear pierced his leg, so let him die!

    An'er raised her head with a straw hat slightly, and measured the distance between herself and the target. The primitive bows and arrows in the hands of the clansmen could not reach the range. If you attack now, it's just a waste of bamboo arrows.

    She signaled everyone to be calm, but she raised her hand and looked at the light wave crossbow, which was as small as a toy, but with amazing lethality, ready to destroy more enemies when the wolf tribe entered the range of the bow and arrow. .

    Just as she was about to pull the trigger, a warm chest suddenly pressed against her back. She was slightly taken aback, a pair of big hands exuding a healthy color, wrapped her fair little hands.

    Lin An'er looked fixedly at her little hands, the pair of powerful palms, bronze and off-white against each other, so harmonious, like a piece of art with special meaning.

    "What are you doing, tell me how to aim!" Obviously, the owner of these hands does not believe in her shooting skills, for fear that she will waste the few crossbow arrows.

    An'er turned her head and glared at Abu, and grunted unhappily, but still told him the skill of aiming the crossbow arrow.

    Abu really deserves to be a well-deserved marksman in the tribe. With his accurate head, every time An'er fires, he accurately hits the target's forehead. In less than a minute after the wolf warriors entered the bow and arrow range, the two of them had cooperated to kill four or five of each other.

    "Yan! Their weapons are too powerful, and at such a long distance, no one stood up to throw, so many of us were killed... Why don't we retreat!" The werewolf squatted and lowered his body as much as possible. Even so, he couldn't hide his tracks in the area of ​​Yimapingchuan.

    "Fart! The wild wolf people are not afraid of death! Give it to me! Whoever dares to escape! Be careful of the spear in my hand!" His prey was lost in his hands, and he was scolded when he returned to the clan. I was afraid that the position of the clan leader would be handed over to his competitor.

    No! He absolutely won't allow the patriarch's seat to fly like this! Langyan opened his bloodshot eyes and shouted at the clansmen behind him: "Crush! They dare not show their heads, and there must be not many people. As long as we rush to the mound, they will not be able to escape!!"

    Wolf warriors, after listening to Langyan's words, look at me, I look at you, and move forward hesitantly.

    The wild wolf warrior dared not speak out, only gritted his teeth and rushed upward. However, Langyan followed behind him intentionally or unintentionally, seemingly trying to move forward, but in fact using the opponent's body as a shield. The few clansmen who died just now were all shot through the head, and he has not yet taken the position of the patriarch, so he has to be careful to save his own life.

    "Ha! Comrades, shoot me!!" Lin An'er saw that the wolf clansmen had entered the range of the bow and arrow, and stood up excitedly, as if reading the archives in the computer room Arrived, like the commander in the war movie 300 years ago, he waved his hand very arrogantly, and shouted loudly in his mouth.

    The primitive people of the Atayal tribe, although they were ignorant of the three words "comrades", did not slaughter the sheep, but they understood the word "shooting", and the taut bowstring suddenly loosened. Ten sharpened bamboo arrows, with a sharp piercing sound, shot at the wolf warriors who had only twenty-three or four members left.

    "Ah..." screams one after another. Langyan was startled and looked at the clansmen who fell to the ground. Among the twenty people, a small half of them had thin spears with feathers on their heads, or died or lay on the ground. The screams were made by those wild wolf warriors who had suffered.

    The Atayal man standing on the hill was equipped with an arrow on the bowstring, looking at his victory with excitement. So cool! Even Lao Mo, the eldest in the team, has never had such an easy battle in his memory.

    When Lao Mo was young, he had participated in several battles between tribes, which was a nightmare he refused to recall. The blood-guzzling corpses of the clansmen fell one by one beside him, just like the current wild wolf clansmen, he was also fighting to the death with each other, and he was lucky again and again, and one leg was almost abolished.

    Now? The spear thrown by the other party could not reach the hill at all, and was inserted messily not far under their feet. However, their bows and arrows shot at the wolf clansmen quickly, steadily, and accurately, and rarely failed.

    What makes him especially proud is that his son, A Tu, killed three or four opponents in a short time. Of course, the patriarch is even more powerful, even Langyan shot his right arm, and the spear in his hand can no longer be lifted!

      Shi Di glanced at the prey in hand, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Go! The enemy's weapons are too powerful, retreat first!"

    The wolf warrior who had suggested retreating from the beginning, clutched the wound on his shoulder, glared at Wolf Rock, who was the first to flee into the distance, and followed with his long legs. In the process of escaping, he turned his head and glanced at the clansmen who were lying on the ground, and found that the people who followed him, plus he was only three people, had a deeper resentment towards Langyan.

      No, he must report truthfully to the team leader when he goes back. People like Langyan who only know how to be reckless and don't care about the lives of the clan are not worthy of leading the wolf clan. If the patriarch's seat is handed over to him, I am afraid that it will not fall within ten years...

    "Don't chase! We won't be so lucky when we meet the wolf clan hunting group!" Abu rationally stopped a few clansmen who were red-eyed, and followed closely behind An'er's Behind him, like a patron saint, he followed suit.

    "It's still alive!" Lin An'er's eyes showed sadness and pity as she gently stroked the panting mammoth. The injury was so severe that even if she had the wound medicine in hand, she was powerless to save its life.

    The big, dull eyes of the mammoth suddenly regained its brilliance. It looked at An'er steadily, and its nose moved.

    Abu's expression changed, he pulled An'er back two steps, and stared at the mammoth warily.

    An'er shook off his hand, squatted beside the elephant, gently massaged its bulging belly, and said in a sad voice: "Abu, it is about to give birth to a baby. But it The injury is so bad, I don't know if I can give birth to the baby elephant!"

    Only then did Abu discover that the mammoth's lower body was gurgling with transparent liquid. It's about to give birth...