The leader of the Black Stone Tribe squatted down, picked up an incompletely burned bone from the ashes at the entrance of the cave, and looked at it carefully before his eyes.
In addition to these in his hand, there were many more bones in the ashes.
For the leader of the Blackstone Tribe, who had eaten a lot of people in the recent winter, these bones were no stranger to him.
And this is exactly what makes him angry.
If a member of this tribe does not want to contribute food to his tribe, but does not dare to resist his tribe, and chooses to move to another place, it will make him feel better.
And now, judging from the situation, this tribe must have been attacked by other tribes!
Because no tribe would choose to kill and burn some of its members when preparing to move away, even those with the weakest health would not be treated like this.
Because these weak people have other great uses when food is seriously scarce during migration.
This tribe they conquered not long ago was attacked by other tribes!
Some people in the tribe were killed and some were taken away.
This is a tribe that surrendered to them, but now it has been defeated by the other tribes. After having meteorites as weapons, it would be strange if the leader of the increasingly swollen Blackstone tribe is not angry.
But after the anger passed, he became silent again.
Because he was thinking about why the tribe who didn't know where he lived came to attack this tribe.
Lack of food?
The leader of the Blackstone Tribe shook his head.
This is not the time when food is scarce, and judging from the behavior of this tribe burning all the people they killed, we can know that the tribe did not come to attack this tribe for food.
But, if not for food, then what is it for?
Wouldn't bringing such a group of people back consume more of the tribe's food?
The leader of the Blackstone Tribe really couldn't understand the relationship between this.
"#￥%fgh!"
When the leader of the Black Stone Tribe fell into silence, a Black Stone Tribe man walked over with something picked up from the surrounding grass.
This is an arrow lost in the grass by the tribe led by Bark.
Reaching out to pick up this strange-looking weapon, the leader of the Blackstone Tribe looked curious and a little puzzled.
For him, who has always admired bigness, such a small weapon is really invisible to people.
How much harm can such a small weapon cause to people?
Imagining what it would be like to hold such a thin and short weapon with his hands, stabbing prey or fighting against others, the leader of the Blackstone Tribe couldn't help but smile.
If any tribesman attacks their tribe with such a weapon, he will definitely use the black stone weapon to teach them a lesson.
With such a weapon, before they could get close, he and others had already been stabbed to death by the thick and long black stone weapons.
The leader of the Blackstone Tribe thought about this for a while, and finally his attention fell on the feathers at the tail of the arrow.
He reached out and fiddled with the feather for a while, wondering why the tribesmen would tie feathers to such a small stick.
Do you think feathers look good, or do you think that after adding feathers, these small weapons can fly high and far like birds?
The leader of the Blackstone Tribe had an idea flash in his mind, and felt that he might have guessed the truth of the matter.
He immediately threw this strange weapon with all his strength.
After the feather arrow flew for a certain distance in the air, it was stuck diagonally on the ground. The distance it flew was not far, not as far as the stone he threw.
The leader of the Black Stone Tribe couldn't help but scratch his head with his hands. If it wasn't to make this thing fly farther, then why would he tie feathers on it?
He walked over and picked up the feather arrow again and took it in his hand. After thinking for a while, he held both ends with both hands and folded it. Without using much force, the thin feather arrow had broken.
How can such a weapon hurt someone?
Weapons thicker than this were cut off by their weapons made of black stone, let alone these useless weapons.
The leader of the Blackstone Tribe casually threw the broken arrow on the ground and thought to himself.
Originally he was still a little wary of this unknown tribe, but now he looked at the broken arrows that he threw on the ground, and then looked at the black stone weapon in his hand, and a strong sense of confidence suddenly arose in his heart.
"#￥%d!"
He shouted loudly and led the tribe members to search around.
At this time, he wanted to beat this tribe that had no powerful weapons but came to rob their surrendered tribe into submission, so that they could hand over food to their own tribe on behalf of the eliminated tribe.
Of course, the Blackstone Tribe could not find many traces of the Bark Tribe. After all, it was not snowing now, and the Bark Tribe had been away from here for a while...
The population of Shubark's tribe, which is some distance away from here, has increased a lot compared to before.
Those who were plundered by him, after Shubari chopped off the new leader's head with a bone knife in front of everyone, and forced these people to smear the new leader's blood on their faces, these people also
Becoming more honest.'
“#￥…”
At this time, a man who had been robbed was jumping and talking in front of the tree bark, expressing some meanings.
Gradually, Shupi's brows began to frown.
Especially when he saw a thick wooden stick that this man had found and was chopped off with a series of gestures, his frown deepened.
Is there actually such a powerful tribe over there?
The weapons they possess can actually cut off such a thick weapon?
Will they also collect food from the rest of the tribe?
This unexpected discovery immediately made Shupi, who had led his men to a great victory, unhappy.
What should I do if that tribe comes to me and collects food from the people of my tribe?
Bark bark thought a little worriedly.
However, this worry did not last too long, because he saw the long bow lying beside him, and then turned his attention to the not-so-tall wall.
My own tribe also has very useful weapons.
Although the weapons of that tribe sounded scary, the bows and arrows of his own tribe were equally scary. Before they could rush to the people of his own tribe, he had already led his men to shoot them to death with bows and arrows.
Except for that terrifying and nostalgic tribe, the rest of the tribes, with their bows and arrows, were not convinced.
“￥%#……”
He stood up, spoke loudly, raised his bow and arrow above his head and waved it vigorously, as did the others in the tribe.
The chaotic sound came from far away, like a provocation to the tribe that they had never met before...
(Just two updates today, I’m going to pack up and go to bed, I’m very sleepy)
