Prehistoric Woman Age

    Thanks to Ke*Xili for the tip, thank you Zi Yeyoulian for the little pink, and continue to ask for pink tickets!

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    Going ashore, it is only a day's journey from the market, and it is necessary to cross a vast wilderness. An'er held Da'er's little hand and was protected in the middle of the team, with seven or eight backpacks stacked on her shoulders. In the team, she and her almost five-year-old friend Dar'er had few things, and even Kong Kong carried a high stack of baskets on their backs. From the back, his body was barely visible except for his two legs.

    More than twenty tribal warriors, not to mention, each of them shared nearly four or five hundred catties of prey. Due to the different sizes of prey, when An'er was bored on the bamboo raft, he used tough rattan and hemp rope to weave many nets. Some smaller prey were piled up in the net, and two people carried a stick on their shoulders, and one hand was free to carry a basket full of charcoal.

    These weights are nothing for these hunters. You see, they walk as fast as they can, as if the prey on their shoulders has no weight. The basket on An'er's shoulders added up to twenty or thirty pounds. If she had just crossed over, she would have been out of breath after walking a few steps. Now, after walking for a long time, she only felt a little sweaty, and she was still able to talk and laugh with Darlene. It seems that regular exercise is still working.

    "Attention! There are a few hills ahead, there have been incidents where other tribes robbed weak tribes. We have to be careful! Ah Tu, give your prey to Assan and Ji, you Responsible for the protection of An'er and the two children!" Looking at the rugged rocks on both sides of the path that people stepped on, and a few ancient trees that could hide their traces, Abu felt something faintly in his heart and solemnly warned.

    A Tu agreed and put the prey on his shoulder. Binding in the net carried by Ah Sang and the others, holding a strong crossbow, he stood by An'er's side with a serious expression, his bright eyes staring at the surrounding movement.

    An Er patted the little boy on the shoulder and said jokingly: "Little guy, don't be so nervous! Judging from the road on the grass, there are already many tribes passing by. There are many of us, even if there are The robbery. You may not dare to appear!"

    Atu's ears flashed red in her hand, humming for a long time, and then she said: "Don't call me a little guy. After winter, I will be sixteen, an adult people!"

    An'er looked at his handsome face with a little tenderness, and said with a smile: "Yes! Yes! We are adults! We have grown into excellent hunters. !"

    A Tu peeked at her beautiful face and felt her heart beating non-stop. It seemed like... the first time Baba took him on a hunt, when he faced a ferocious wolf, it was similar... no, and it didn't seem so similar. The pure heart of a young man throbbed in ignorance.

    Seeing that his cheeks were blushing inexplicably, An'er just wanted to continue flirting with the innocent boy, but she heard a clear "whistle". reverberates in mid-air. She frowned slightly and saw the situation around her clearly. They were on the path between the two mountains. It's a good place for robbery.

    Abu made a decisive decision and issued an order: "Put down the prey, pile it up on both sides, and pay attention to concealment!"

    His judgment was undoubtedly wise, with the boo whistle. In the troubled times on both sides of the road, a group of people sprang out. Appearance of about twenty people. All of them were pale, and their bodies were wrapped in shabby animal skins, which could be described as barely covering themselves. However, everyone's eyes were as fierce as wolves, holding stone spears in their hands, and staring at the people of the Atayal tribe.

      , adding a bit of grimness.

    Abu raised his eyebrows and laughed: "What a big tone! You openly looted outside the market, aren't you afraid of causing public anger? Thinking about the Wenha tribe ten years ago, it was because They robbed the Guantao tribe that came to the market for exchange, and they were destined to be exterminated. Do you want to follow their old path?"

    An'er was deeply attracted by her man's arrogance and arrogance. A man, of course, is his own good, and her man not only has a first-class appearance, but also has a very attractive temperament! An'er's eyes shone with a little starlight, and she held her warm cheeks in her hands with a look of admiration.

    Aware of her gaze, Abu's vanity inflated infinitely, and he wanted to hold her in his arms and kiss her a few times. However, the current state of affairs does not allow them to be affectionate with me. He turned his head to the little woman and said, "Hide behind me. If you look at me like this again, I will be distracted!"

    "Oh, oh!" An'er shrank behind him obediently, with a small head, still looking at the robbers curiously.

    The leader listened to Abu's words, his face changed and his eyes hesitated. The sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks next to him, at first glance, it is the guy who is the villain, and he leaned over to him and slandered: "Patriarch, the beast tide in autumn has caused our tribe to lose a lot of good hands. Now the food we store, let alone survive the winter, only I'm afraid I'll starve to death before half the winter! In yesterday's vote, I got too little prey, and even with the corpses of those people, it's still not enough to eat in winter.

    Patriarch, look at the prey in the hands of these people, at least they look like three or four thousand pounds. As long as we win it, we can grow fat in the cave beautifully in winter! After this vote, let's close. As long as we don't stay alive, no one will know that we did it! "

    The guy in the lead looked at the mountains of prey in front of the Atayal, and his eyes became frenzied. In the face of sufficient interests, it is worthwhile to take risks!

    "Don't talk nonsense! If you didn't seize the opportunity given to you, then keep it all!" The other's patriarch's expression was full of ferocity and cruelty, and his eyes were as fierce as a hungry wolf.

    Opportunities? Who is giving who the chance! An'er sneered, her man didn't want to kill more and give him a chance to repent. However, people still think we are afraid of them! The human nature in the post-apocalyptic world is more or less contaminated with a cruel side. Even An Er, who is well protected, has a cruel side in his character. To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself!

      He laughed wildly: "Woman, if you are willing to be a woman of old paper, old paper can spare you! Tsk tsk tsk...to have such delicate skin, it must be very refreshing to touch, hahaha...Uh!"

      "Shot through.

    The patriarch's throat clucked a few times and fell on his back. The back of his head slammed on a stone, and bright red blood spurted out, flowing into a blood-colored stream under him...

    He. was shot by an angry Abu. To dare to be rude to the goddess in his heart, and to say such a thing, **** it! One shot to kill is a cheap piece of shit!

    "The clan... the patriarch is dead! The patriarch has been killed!" The dogleg who slandered was so frightened. He is frail. If he wasn't very good at flattering the patriarch, he would have been kicked out long ago. Many honest warriors in the clan disliked him, but with the umbrella of the clan leader, they had to tolerate him.

    Seeing that the patriarch was killed, this guy's legs were weak. Crawling to the side of the boulder with both hands and feet, shouting: "Avenge the patriarch, hurry up! Hurry up and throw the stone spear!"

    The death of the patriarch. The more than 20 primitive people were confused, and when they heard this shrill cry, they threw out the stone spear in their hands like a conditioned reflex. Stone spears can be said to be the weapons that primitive people rely on to survive, even if they are the weakest. The accuracy and strength of the thrown stone spear should not be underestimated!

    Atayal people are in a passive position. There is no shelter around, but fortunately, there are prey like hills, which blocked most of the stone spear attacks for them, and the rest were knocked away by a few powerful warriors with stone axes and bone knives!

    During the crisis, the warriors of the Atayal tribe took their time and found an optimal attack angle. Under the order of the patriarch Abu, they pulled the trigger of the strong crossbow. The shooting skills of these warriors have been tempered and tempered, and they have almost reached the realm of 100% hits.

    The lives of the primitive people who robbed the Dao were quickly harvested in the crossbow arrows that flew out. Quick, hard, accurate! It is the advantage of the strong crossbow. In less than 20 minutes, most of the primitive people had been wiped out, and the rest had already broken their guts, hiding behind rocks or in the bushes, daring not to show their faces.

    "Throw away your weapons, come out honestly, and spare your life!" Abu made a gesture to stop the clan's attack, and shouted at the group of shrinking turtles. He just made a small observation and found that some people on the other side did not agree with the actions of the patriarch, and he decided to give the survivors of the other side a chance.

    "Don't kill me! I want to kill me! I come out, our patriarch is dead, and I am willing to join the warrior tribe!" The bastard, shamelessly sticking out half of his head from behind the stone, There was a flattering smile on his thin face.

    "Galu! You are shameless! If it wasn't for you to incite the patriarch, the patriarch would not have died!" A primitive man with thick eyebrows and big eyes behind a big tree roared angrily at the skinny puppy. .

    "Yes! It was you who instigated the patriarch to grab the prey of other tribes, and that beast tide, if it weren't for you, our tribe would not have died so many warriors! The patriarch warriors on the opposite side, As long as this villain is killed, we are willing to join you. However, you have to bring the women and children of the clan!" Another middle-aged primitive man slowly walked out from behind the stone and threw the stone spear in his hand on the ground.

    "Yes! Kill him!"

    "Kill him!"

    In fact, these primitive people are not evil villains. It's just that life is difficult after the fall this year, and there is no way out, so he is bewitched by Garou. As for the patriarch, everyone chose him because of his ability in hunting. However, his character is not popular. His death did not bring much impact to the warriors of this tribe.

    Skinny Garou, frightened, feces and urine flowed down. He finally died at the hands of his own clan, because everyone took out the grievances of the extermination of the clan on him.

    The merger of the tribe had to be done. There were not many warriors in the tribe who could have participated in the hunting, which was not enough to support the women and children in the tribe. Rather than starve to death in the winter, they should return to this seemingly wealthy tribe in front of them, and if they are willing to accept, they can be considered saved...

    PS: I recommend the "Immortal Temptation" by Jiyou Papilio, a different kind of immortal cultivation!