The rise of the human race, my players are super fierce!

The five members of the squad had a fierce dispute because eating peaches was so cool.

Based on the principle of not abandoning and not giving up, the four people insisted on carrying the injured peach eater back to the tribe to help him treat.

It's a pity that eating peach would rather die, and have to kill his teammates.

Even threatened to abandon the pit.

Both sides have their own opinions, and neither can convince the other.

The wind wolf hid in the grass and watched.

He had hoped to find some clues about the Broken Throat Squad from the conversations of these Terrans. But these people grunted a lot, and he didn't understand a word.

He was very puzzled, the prey was dead, what were these people arguing about?

Just as he was wondering, he saw a Terran pick up a stone spear and come to the Terran with a wounded butt.

The Terrans with their buttocks raised their heads and looked unyielding to death.

What is this for?

He was even more puzzled.

Standing in front of the peach eating peach with the stone spear was Kakashi.

After all, they failed to persuade the stubborn peach eater, and could only respect his opinion and make up for him.

"I'm going to do it."

Kakashi looked at the peach with a regretful look.

It was a shame not to be able to carry him back to the tribe for other players to see.

"Come on!"

Eat peach with your head held high, fearless.

Kakashi sighed regretfully, raised the stone spear, and pierced into the heart of the peach-eating peach.

Eat peach slowly close your eyes and look relieved.

Twenty-four hours later, another good man!

After three rounds of drinking, the three people looked at the dead eating peaches on the side, with tears in their eyes.

The tears came out of laughter just now.

"Let's go."

"What about Peach's corpse?"

"Throw this away, it'll be refreshed in a while anyway."

After three rounds of drinking, the four men lifted the carcass of the wild boar and returned to the tribe with cheerful steps.

The wind wolf, hiding in the grass, looked at the four Terrans in the distance, and his eyes flashed with deep shock.

That Terran was just arched to the ass by a wild boar, and it was not a fatal injury at all. But his four companions disliked him as a burden, and actually killed him directly!

What a cruel act!

Even their jackals can't do that!

What made him even more unacceptable was that after the four Terrans killed their companions, they left directly with their prey, allowing their companions to expose their corpses to the wilderness!

Is this still a Terran who talks about solidarity and fraternity all day?

It's terrible!

For this Terran tribe that did not know its origin, the wind wolf developed a deep jealousy.

But no matter how afraid he was, the clues of the Broken Throat Squad still had to be investigated, so he waited for the four Terrans to go away and quietly followed.

......

In the evening, the wind wolf dragged his tired steps back to the jackal tribe and reported to the patriarch everything he had found out today.

"Patriarch Qiyu, it has been found out that there is a valley in the northeast direction, and the Terran tribe is hiding in the valley there."

The wind wolf returns to its jackal form and reports to the slaughter.

Berserk sat on a chair covered with the skin of a saber-toothed tiger, the same one that Broken Throat had led the hunt the other day.

"Did you find them with broken throats?"

Mad Tu asked.

The Terran tribe in the valley, he didn't care.

All he cared about was where his people had gone.

"I found the blood of our jackals in the valley where the Terrans were, and their weapons fell into the hands of the Terrans.

When I left, I found a renovated piece of land, which I secretly planed, and there was a corpse of a clan inside. Nine times out of ten, the Broken Throat Squad has..." The

wind wolf did not continue, but the meaning was already very clear.

Hearing that the Broken Throat Squad had been sacrificed, Berserk took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

"What is the strength of that Terran tribe, is it the winning tribe we attacked before?"

Berserk asked with anger.

"Absolutely not!"

The wind wolf said no.

"We attacked the Win Tribe that day, and I'm sure that there were definitely no more than ten people from the Win Tribe who escaped. Maybe they fled into this tribe in the valley, but this tribe is definitely not the Win tribe. Wind

Wolf swore and said.

"As for strength, I found more than twenty Terrans in the valley, mostly men and only a few women. However, these people are very young and do not find old people and children. There is a cave in the valley, and I guess the old man and the children are in the cave. The

wind wolf described the situation in the valley.

"More than twenty Terrans, how can it be their opponent?"

The bear-hunting urn standing on the side questioned.

Although the broken throat is not as powerful as him, it is definitely easy to deal with a dozen ordinary Terrans, not to mention a dozen subordinates?

It is impossible to destroy more than twenty Terrans.

"The strength of the Terrans of this tribe is not weak, at least the hunting team I saw, everyone's strength is not weaker than the ordinary clansmen of our tribe."

"Of course, even so, more than twenty Terrans cannot be the opponent of the Broken Throat Squad. I speculate that the young adults of this Terran tribe turned out to be not more than twenty, but forty, fifty, or even more!

"It's just that in the battle with the broken throat, many people died, only the ones I saw today."

Wind Wolf speculated.

This is what he thinks is the most plausible explanation.

"Makes sense."

Patriarch Wild Tu nodded, agreeing with the wind wolf's speculation.

If the Terrans want to destroy the Throat Squad, even if they fight more and less, they will have to pay at least twenty or thirty lives.

"The Terran tribe killed thirteen of our clansmen, this blood feud, we must let them pay in blood!"

Mad Tu stood up and said angrily: "Bear hunting!

"In!"

The bear hunter, who was more than two meters tall, stood up.

"Tomorrow morning, you and the wind wolf will take thirty clansmen and destroy the Terran tribe in the valley!"

Berserk ordered.

Bear hunting leads the team, even if only ten people are brought with them, it is easy to eliminate twenty or thirty celebrities.

However, to be on the safe side, and to reduce casualties, he decided to send thirty clansmen.

He wants to crush the Terran tribes in the valley and give them no chance to resist!

"Yes!"

The bearhunter's eyes shone with excitement.

It's time to kill again!

"Remember to capture their patriarch alive, I will hang it on a flagpole and die alive!" I want him to know the end of offending our jackals! Mad

Tu said coldly.

"Patriarch rest assured, I will definitely capture him alive and bring him back to you."

Bear Hunt promises.

Anyway, the patriarch is not the Dao, which is the patriarch of the Terran tribe.

When the time comes, just grab one at random.

......

Early the next morning, the bear hunter took thirty jackal warriors and set out on the journey with great spirits.

The wind wolf turns into a wolf shape and leads the way in front.

More than two hours later, they had arrived near the valley.

"There's movement ahead!"

The wind wolf leading the way in front suddenly pricked up his ears.

"I'll check it out!"

Under the cover of the grass, the wind wolf quickly ran in the direction where the movement came.

After a while, he had already found out and went and returned.

"It's from that Terran tribe, there are five people, hunting in front!"

Wind Wolf said.

When the bear hunter heard this, he grinned.

"Brothers, rush!"

"Let's take these five Terrans first!"

The bear hunter waved his big hand and took the lead and rushed forward.