I am a Primitive Man

The second leader of the Tengshe tribe held a spear in his hand, and put a few stones in a basket made of grass behind him.

Stones are used to strike enemies, and baskets are used to hold looted food.

The forty-nine people following behind were all dressed in the same outfit, except that some people had some food in their back baskets besides stones for them to eat on the road.

The second leader of the Tengshe tribe is very excited, he can finally take revenge! I can finally get rid of my shame!

The belief in revenge supported him, so that he didn't care much about the snow under his feet and the bone-chilling cold.

He turned his head to look at the forty-nine people behind him, and his strong self-confidence rose spontaneously. Among the people he led, there were thirty-five strong men and fourteen women.

These fourteen women were also carefully selected, and their combat effectiveness was no worse than that of ordinary men.

And among these men, there are also the three leaders of the tribe. This is a man who is only slightly inferior to him in terms of combat effectiveness!

With these people here, that damned tribe can only wait for death!

He had already decided that after killing the guy who had humiliated him several times and eating his meat, he must keep his two leg bones and grind them into bone sticks for hunting.

The yellow sun shines on the mountains and forests, the light is a bit dazzling,

The black trees and white snow reflect each other, forming a black and white world.

A group of people with a strong aggression, walking between black and white, approached the innocent tribe constantly, leaving a line of their footprints on the snow...

The entrance of the Tengshe tribe's temporary gathering place was opened. After driving for a few days, they came here, lit a fire to keep warm, and found the food left before, and began to eat.

The Teng Snake Tribe lost one person. On the way forward, the person who fell behind because of convenience was bitten off by a leopard hiding in a tree...

The second leader of the Tengshe tribe was extra generous tonight. He not only lit four fires in the cave to keep everyone warm, but also took out the food left here before, allowing everyone to eat with their stomachs open.

Traveling in the snow caused a lot of damage to everyone, not only tired, but also frostbite on the feet and other places.

And because of the sun in the past two days, everyone's eyes were damaged to varying degrees, and many of them were red, swollen and weeping.

The second leader of the Tengshe tribe wanted to kill all the members of that hateful tribe immediately and rob them of all their food. .

But in view of the current situation of the people he led, for the sake of safety, he still made the decision to rest here for three days before going to attack that damned tribe.

He is a relatively tolerant person.

Three days later, after a full meal, the people of the Tengshe tribe continued to move towards the Qingque tribe under the leadership of the two people who had visited the Qingque tribe last time.

Neither the cold nor the danger can extinguish the enthusiasm in their hearts...

The Qingque tribe was as peaceful as ever, because of the sun today, many people came out of the cave and leaned against the stone wall outside the cave to bask in the sun.

The snow in this area has been cleared due to the trend of building snowmen in the tribe. After laying some soft hay, sitting here and basking in the sun is very comfortable and leisurely.

The air is still cold, but in the lee, the sun is shining on the body, but it is warm.

Some women sat here twisting straw rope, or making gloves and fur hats, and some men were making bone shovels.

Wu Ze was lying on the edge of the rabbit pen, looking at the rabbits with a smile, and putting some dried grass in it from time to time, looking benevolent.

Some of these children were running wildly, and some were using branches on the snow to silently write the masterpiece Little Tadpole Looking for Mother and Monkey Fishing for the Moon later taught by Shenzi.

Stone is more mischievous than ordinary people. He took out a little bird and drew a familiar frog on the snow with a mouthful of hot urine.

After painting, I still don't forget to stand there and appreciate myself, I am very intoxicated by my masterpiece.

It wasn't until Han Cheng threw a snow dumpling over that he ran away in embarrassment.

The people who are enjoying life don't know that because of the previous conflict, a huge crisis is approaching them!

The second leader of the Tengshe tribe has brought people to a place less than five miles away from the Qingque tribe, and the distance is still shortening!

Pushing the time forward a little, the location is a place that takes more than one day away from the Qingque tribe.

In the autumn, the tribe that had intersected with the elder brother and the others, and accepted a wild boar gift from the elder brother, is now in crisis.

For the convenience of naming, and because they have a relationship with the Qingque tribe because of a wild boar, let's call this tribe the pig tribe.

The food crisis of the pig tribe was also very serious, and an early heavy snowfall also caught them off guard.

Although they have been very careful to save food, there is still not enough food. Today's pig tribe has been firmly shrouded in the crisis of food shortage.

The leader of the pig tribe took people out to hunt many times, but the harvest was not satisfactory, and what he got was not enough for the tribe's people to eat.

Not only that, there was also an adult male who was pierced by a sharp stubble on the sole of his foot while hunting, which made the pig tribe with a small labor force seem to have just made things worse.

The leader of the pig tribe has no choice but to hunt desperately, he really can't think of any other way to solve the predicament, but how can the prey in winter be easy to hunt?

In fact, the day before yesterday, looking at the pig skull with tooth marks on it after being burned by the fire, an idea once jumped into the mind of the leader of the pig tribe.

This wild boar was given to them by that friendly neighbor back then. If it wasn't for this wild boar, the food crisis of their tribe would have come earlier,

Seeing the wild boar's skull, he thought of this friendly neighboring tribe, and the idea that came to him was to borrow food.

This idea has been in his mind for two days, but every time it surfaced, he would quickly suppress it, because he knew that at this time, no tribe would have too much food, and that friendly neighboring tribe would In autumn, return the wild boar to your own tribe, but at this time it will not be possible.

What really prompted him to take this step and decided to give it a try was that last night, one of the oldest elders in the tribe died.

He was already skinny and skinny, and when he was dying, he left a last word, saying that he asked the leader to share his meat with everyone, so that maybe the tribe could survive the difficulties.

The leader of the pig tribe left with eleven members of the tribe who still had a certain fighting power. The remaining food was divided into two parts. They took the small part away and the big part stayed The tribe, let the old and weak women and children in the tribe eat.

It is possible for them to catch some game on their way to friendly neighboring tribes.

The leader of the pig tribe said to the tribesmen who stayed in the cave that the friendly neighboring tribe was a rich tribe, and asked them to wait, and he would surely borrow enough food from there to feed everyone!

Of course, this was words of encouragement for them. In fact, even the leader of the pig tribe himself had no idea whether he could borrow food for this trip.

The action this time was just a helpless attempt he made out of desperation.

In the eyes of everyone looking forward to it, the leader of the pig tribe blocked the cave, and led a group of people to the friendly neighboring tribes on the snow...

(Thank you for the support of all book friends. No matter what, I will go on slowly. After all, it is not easy to open a book. This book has already taken two months. If I hiccup halfway, such a long time will be wasted .As for the following recommendations, I have already decided to use them up. If I can’t get Sanjiang’s recommendations, or if I don’t have more than 10,000 favorites, I’ll wait for 500,000 words before putting them on the shelves—I hope Mo Shoubai’s luck will not be too bad)