Xu Chen took a few bites of the half-cooked barbecue dragon meat and felt that he had no appetite.
The guide of the Ji tribe hurriedly ran to exchange a few words with a group of women from the Gonghuo tribe. Soon a woman ran into the cave and soon took out a small clay pot.
This is the smallest clay pot made by the Ba people. It is about half a foot high and can only boil two kilograms of water.
Turning it over, the bottom of the jar is engraved with four crooked characters "Produced by Ba", which shows the craftsmanship of four potters of the Ba ethnic group.
This clay pot must have been exchanged from the Cang people.
It can be seen that although there are few exchanges between tribes, the speed of exchange and spread is not slow. In one year, it spread from the Ba tribe to strange tribes hundreds of miles away.
This clay pot should be a treasure of the Gonghuo Tribe. When she brought it over, the woman's movements were as careful as if she were holding a peerless treasure.
Even when Xu Chen was holding it and watching it, almost all the women around him, including the old witch, were all staring at Xu Chen's movements, with tangled and nervous expressions on their faces, for fear that he might accidentally break the pot.
"Wash it clean, add some water, and cook some minced meat to eat!"
Xu Chen returned the pottery pot to the woman, and the guide of the Ji clan quickly gestured and translated beside him. After understanding, the women quickly got busy.
At this time, all the hunters were still gathering around the campfire, biting the dragon meat, talking and laughing loudly. Although they were tired, hungry, and many had bruises and faces, they were still very excited and excited to face this rare feast of flesh and blood.
He easily conquered a tribe larger than the Wu tribe and killed a ferocious dragon beast.
No matter what they do, it will be enough for them to brag about their awesomeness for a lifetime.
Especially those men from foreign tribes who came to study in the Ba tribe. They were not particularly brave in the tribe, but after just one month of military training, they looked completely transformed. They actually completed these two almost impossible tasks without any damage.
Completed tasks.
While they were happy and excited, they also had incomparable awe and respect for Xu Chen, who led them across mountains and rivers.
Xu Chen and a group of hunters were roasting and eating meat around a campfire as if no one else was around.
The women of the Gonghuo tribe were squatting around at a distance, nervously waiting for the news.
The great witch is protected by a group of adult women.
At this time, the emotion on her old face was not panic, but regret. After a long silence, she stood up tremblingly.
"Wuga..."
The women around him couldn't help but exclaimed.
Feng and the others, who were eating dragon meat around the campfire, turned around nervously and saw the great shaman of the Gonghuo tribe walking toward Xu Chen with a cane.
"Zhiga!"
Almost all the hunters immediately gave up eating and stood up. Feng even picked up a spear and blocked it in front of the great witch.
"Don't be nervous, let her come over!"
Xu Chen waved his hand, and the group of hunters hesitated and sat back down. The great witch walked behind Xu Chen and said in a hoarse voice: "Come on, Ba Ga Ga? Chen Ga?"
These two sentences were similar to the Uzbek accent, and the old witch spoke very slowly. After Xu Chen heard it clearly, he nodded slightly, pointed to the empty seat next to him and said, "Sit down and talk!"
The great witch also nodded slightly, and then slowly sat down.
"The Wu tribe...the great witch Shiga, do you...know Ga?"
Xu Chen turned around and pointed in the direction of the Wu people, and slowly gestured and asked.
The old witch thought for a moment and nodded.
"You... launched a war... This is wrong... The Cang clan suffered many casualties... You must be punished..."
Xu Chen tried to slow down his speaking speed and made a lot of sign language gestures back and forth.
In fact, this sign language is similar to a mute language.
The communication between different races is roughly the same as the communication between civilizations with different languages. Foreign language communication is easy for everyone, but sign language and graphics are universally applicable.
Pointing to you means you, pointing to him means he, pointing to the finger means thinking, and touching the heart means asking.
As long as the content is not too complex, it can basically be comprehensively expressed and understood through movements, expressions, and simple words.
In addition, there were guides from the Ba and Ji tribes around who could simply translate and explain, so there was plenty of time and normal communication was not completely impossible.
Under Xu Chen's righteous words and constant questions and accusations, the old witch's face became paler and regretful, and she repeatedly explained with gestures that this was not the war she wanted to start, but the Cang tribe attacked the Qia tribe, killing and wounding
With more than ten people, the Gonghuo Clan had to teach the Cang Clan a lesson.
Facing the old woman's feeble and pale explanation, Xu Chen smiled.
Three feet of ice cannot be frozen in one day.
The right or wrong of this matter has no meaning at all. It just depends on whose fist is bigger.
The Qia clan couldn't defeat the Cang clan, but they coveted the Cang clan's pottery and linen, so it was natural for them to be beaten with bruises and swollen faces. As the boss of the Qia clan, the Gonghuo clan took advantage of the death of the Wu clan's great witch to launch an attack, which was both in line with their status and interests.
If Xu Chen had not appeared in this matter, the Gonghuo Clan would have succeeded, and the strength of the Uzbek Clan Alliance would have been greatly damaged.
Unfortunately, Xu Chen secretly tricked Chen Cang into stealing the tower.
Directly destroy the Gonghuo Clan's lair.
Since the pottery has been spread to the Gonghuo tribe, and the news of the death of the great witch of the Wu tribe has also spread to the Gonghuo tribe, it is not surprising that the names of Xu Chen and the Ba tribe have spread here.
After all, over the past year or so, Xu Chen and the Ba people have almost become the hottest topics in the Uzbek Alliance.
The Gonghuo tribe can obtain pottery, and the names of the Ba tribe and Xu Chen who made the pottery are certainly known.
The old witch had just been sitting nearby and observing for a long time. She was still confused about the origins of Xu Chen and others. It was not until she saw Xu Chen asking for a clay pot to cook meat that she suddenly understood that this young man must be the deity of the Ba tribe.
A magical boy who died and came back to life after being blessed.
At this time, her eyes were staring at a golden ox horn hanging on Gu's waist. She pointed and asked in a trembling voice: "What's the horn?"
"good!"
Xu Chen stretched out his hand, and Gu quickly handed the horn to Xu Chen. Xu Chen turned his hand and put it in the old witch's hand.
For the primitive tribes who worship the gods, the magic of this horn may be greater than his reputation. The last time he succeeded in making a comeback in the Uzbek tribe's witchcraft, it can be said that he mainly relied on the power of this horn.
This is a completely mythical horn.
He now somewhat understands the general origins of some ancient artifacts in Chinese mythology.
Take the Kui Niu drum, for example. Legend has it that the Yellow Emperor made a big drum from the skin of the Kui niu, and when he beat it with the leg bones of thunder beasts, the sound of wind and thunder could be heard for five hundred miles, shaking the world.
And the golden horn he made was also exaggeratedly described by the Uzbek people as having a sound that can be heard for hundreds of miles, driving all beasts and being unstoppable.
Any news that is passed down by word of mouth is in a state of quantum superposition, and the truth and falsehoods are constantly exaggerated. By the time it reaches the Gonghuo tribe hundreds of miles away, Xu Chen believes that it will be completely different.
Just like what happened today, maybe if word spreads from the Gonghuo Tribe, this horn may even summon a dragon.
In this barbaric era where wild beasts are rampant, wild beasts are everywhere, and the sound of horns far exceeds the loudest sound currently produced by humans. It is normal to alarm wild beasts.
The more ferocious the beast, the stronger its territorial awareness, and the greater its hostility towards other powerful beasts that appear in its territory. Facing the sound of the horn, it will naturally think that a powerful enemy is invading, and it is also okay to show anger and hostility.
Very normal.
The dragon is the most powerful beast discovered by mankind so far. It cannot be resisted and hunted by dozens of people. However, ordinary small and medium-sized tribes do not have so many strong hunters at all, and only the Wu tribe and the Gonghuo tribe can
Only large tribes have the real strength to deal with them.
Today's incident was just an ordinary hunting battle for Xu Chen and a group of hunters. After all, they had just killed a tiger the night before, so killing another dragon was not worth making a fuss about.
Just like Xu Chen said, they are protected by the beast god and have magical horns to cheer them up, making them invincible.
But in the eyes of the Gonghuo people, this is not the case at all.
For shamans who are accustomed to analyzing divine revelations from various natural phenomena, the appearance of Xu Chen and others and the battle with the dragon have completely different meanings.
Xu Chen's group of people were strangely dressed and powerful. Not only did they carry magical horns of gods, but they also killed a dragon beast seeking revenge without getting hurt.
This is no longer a simple war between tribes, but a revelation from God.
This horn should be an ox horn as a whole, wrapped in gold and inlaid with colorful gems. The traces of artificial processing on the whole are very obvious and very exquisite. It does not look like an object that can be made by humans at all. In addition, the principle of its sound is also very strange.
Just bring it to your mouth to make a deafening sound.
If this is not the power of the gods, what is it?
The old witch held the heavy golden horn in her hands and her body was shaking so hard that she couldn't stop.
At this time, she deeply regretted supporting the launch of this plundering war.
She once thought that the Wu tribe would definitely assist the Cang tribe, but because after losing the great witch, there would inevitably be chaos between the Wu tribe and the alliance tribes for a long time, and they would never fight back. As long as they defeated the Cang tribe and occupied the Cang tribe's territory this time,
In this way, the Gonghuo tribe will officially extend its tentacles to the Uzbek tribe's territory, creating a situation of fait accompli.
In addition, pottery and linen are also huge inducements.
The small clay pot simmering in the fire in front of me cost the Gonghuo tribe five wolf skins, and there was also a piece of magical linen cloth, which also cost three pieces of fine leather goods.
The benefits of clay pots are amazing.
But the huge price is also completely unbearable for the Gonghuo clan.
According to the introduction of the Qia people who exchanged with the Cang people, the Cang people said that this kind of pottery has accumulated in mountains in the Ba people, and the Ba people are now very rich.
If you are short of money and want it, the only option is to rob it.
It's not possible to capture the Ba tribe at the moment, after all, there is a powerful tribe called the Wu tribe in between.
But the Cang and Ji tribes also had pottery and linen. They grabbed some first, and then slowly moved in on the Wu tribe, until finally they took back all the pottery and linen from the Ba tribe, as well as the manufacturing methods...
However, she never expected that the Uzbek Alliance's revenge would come so quickly and violently, like a thunderstorm. Suddenly, a large group of heavily armed hunters would fall from the sky in the evening, without giving them even the slightest chance to resist.
Right now, there is no other option but to give in.
Fortunately, these hunters were not barbaric and did not kill people and rob property indiscriminately.
The young man at the head is a magical figure who has become famous in the Uzbek League in the past year.
It is said that he was the favored son of the gods, and after his resurrection from the dead, he possessed powerful and magical abilities.
Pottery and linen were made under his guidance.
The principles and structure are so complex that no one can understand them.
Especially pottery, it looks like stone but is not stone, but it has the same quality as stone, which is so magical that it is completely incomprehensible.
I don’t know what he will do with the Gonghuo Clan?
The old witch tremblingly held the heavy golden horn back to Xu Chen with both hands, her movements respectful and extremely nervous and careful.