Return to Primitive Society and Become a Chief

With a spear in one hand, and a black bear head in the other, Ji Thief walked slowly in the heavy rain.

Everyone followed in silence at a distance of twenty steps behind Ji Thief.

When he came to the back of the valley, in front of the tomb of the thirty-three tribesmen who buried the thin elders, the thief inserted the iron spear into the open space in front of the thin elder’s grave, and then held the black bear head in both hands and placed it solemnly on the thin elder’s grave. Forward, then retreat three steps, thump to kneel and shout.

"Today, the Heishan tribe will be destroyed, and the elders are alive in the sky and help me succeed."

Hundreds of kneeling voices sounded in unison, and at the same time, they yelled at the Ji thief: "Destroy the Heishan tribe."

Ji Zei put his hands on his forehead and worshiped for three times. Then he stood up abruptly, stretched out his hand and pulled out the iron spear, picked up the black bear's head and tied it around his waist, turned and shouted, "Go!"

Qi Qi shouted, Ji thief came to the old patriarch, looked at the old patriarch, the witch, Babu and the fat elder, and said: "The patriarch, the tribe will be handed over to you. If you succeed, please prepare. Food comes to reward the tribesmen. If it fails, they will retreat to the Fenggu tribe to seek development."

The witch took a step forward: "Whether it is successful or not, as long as the warrior comes back."

Ji Thief smiled: "I will try my best."

The old patriarch nodded and patted Ji Thief on the shoulder: "Don't worry, go to the warrior, the tribe and the snow, and leave it to us. I will take care of her for you."

Ji Thief clasped his fist and said thank you, then clasped his fingers to his mouth, and blew a whistle vigorously.

The tiger roars, and the Sabretooth tiger rushes in the heavy rain.

Ji thief turned on his back, hung his spear to his side, and yelled, "Breaking Black Mountain!"

"Broken Montenegro!"

In a burst of shouts, Ji Thief rode a tiger out of the valley.

Rushing.

The heavy rain moved the branches and leaves in the forest to sway, Ji Thief rode a tiger to the front, behind him, followed by the four strong bear and tiger tribes of Tushan, they are like four bodyguards, always vigilant for the safety of Ji Thief.

On the left and right sides of the thief, there are Aliang, Aniu, Usma, and Ajie.

A Ju led the army to follow, and A Zhi led some tribesmen with trebuchets to follow.

The heavy rain splashed on everyone, no one spoke, some were just soaring murderous, and the indomitable fighting intent.

Click.

The Sabretooth tiger stepped on a dead wood in the forest, bowed its head in one direction, and made a low growl in its mouth.

The thief stretched out his iron spear to stop everyone from moving forward, then sat upright, turned his head to look in the direction where the Sabretooth Tiger roared.

The hair dampened by the rain stuck to his forehead, hanging down in front of his eyes to block his vision.

Ji Zei stretched out his hand to remove his hair, pursing his lips and looking forward.

簌簌.

With the sound of footsteps, dozens of figures swayed in the woods.

Sabretooth became more impatient, and the roar became more and more rapid.

The thief dropped his iron spear and did not move.

The bushes shook, and finally, a group of people came out from the rain.

The leader is the patriarch of the Lin tribe, behind him, the clansmen who follow him.

In each of them, there is more or less a hint of excitement.

The patriarch of the forest tribe saw Ji Thief, his eyes fell on the black bear head hanging from Ji Thief's waist, he was shocked, and nodded to Ji Thief.

Ji thief also replied back, and then Iron Spear moved forward. The Lin tribe patriarch led the team into the Ji thief group, and he himself followed the Ji thief.

The team of hundreds walked forward, and on the way, other tribes appeared and joined in.

This way, there is no less than a crowd of hundreds of people.

When all the patriarchs saw the black bear head hanging around Ji Thief's waist, they would be subconsciously surprised, and then, with full respect, actively followed behind Ji Thief.

Getting closer to the Heishan tribe, everyone's hearts are getting more and more nervous.

After all, that is the Heishan tribe, not a cat or dog.

For a long time, the strength of the Heishan tribe has been pressing on everyone's head like a mountain.

They are brave and good at fighting, and are not afraid of death. Too many, too many tribes are impressed by them.

I don't even know how many people of the ethnic group died under their hands and became their food.

If the Heishan tribe is compared to a tiger walking through the forest, the other tribes are all mountain beasts.

Usually when there is a tiger roar, I will tremble and forget the kind of beasts that escaped.

When have you seen a group of animals revolt against the tiger?

No.

Even if the beasts are equipped with fangs and teeth, they will not erase the fear of the tiger in their hearts.

The thief looked around and saw that all the patriarchs were nervous in the heavy rain.

He bowed his head and thought for a while, then shouted, attracting the attention of all the patriarchs, and then shouted: "The Heishan tribe now has more than 200 people left. We have 20 tribes, nearly 800 coalition forces, four to one. No matter how much the Black Mountain Tribe can fight, it is not our opponent. Even if we spit on our own, we can drown these beasts. Come on, everyone, a better tomorrow is waiting for us!"

In order to suppress the patriarch's fear of the Heishan tribe, Ji thief had to use the large number of people as a reason to strengthen their courage.

A Jie quickly understood what Ji thief meant, and his sharp voice followed: "The Lord Warrior is right. We have many fighters, and we have more spear throwers than the Black Mountain Tribe, as well as those that can attack 300 steps. There is no need to be afraid of them!"

A Jie's words fell, and the patriarch's confused eyes gradually recovered some confidence.

Upon seeing this, Ji Zei just shook his head and couldn't help sighing. Before, he decided to take the Black Mountain squad first, so that these patriarchs could see blood and strengthen their courage. Unexpectedly, it had little effect.

This can also be seen from the side, the strength of the Heishan tribe in weekdays has reached what level among the various tribes.

It's also a shame that the people of the Frost Valley Tribe unconditionally believe in themselves, believing that they can definitely defeat the Black Mountain Tribe, otherwise, like other tribes, they are all cowardly and afraid to fight.

No, a victory is urgently needed to boost the morale of everyone.

Even if there is no big victory, at least one has to find an opportunity to defeat the spirit of the Heishan tribe, so that these patriarchs realize that the Heishan tribe is not invincible.

Just as Ji Thief was thinking, the figure in front of him was shaking, and before Ji Thief was alert, there was a loud noise, and dozens of people jumped out of the jungle.

All the patriarchs issued an order at this moment: "The spearman is ready to attack!"

Swish, all the spear throwers were raised and aimed forward.

"No, no! Our own people, we are our own people!"

At this time, the group of people in front of them shouted, Ji Thief pressed the latte spear down in doubt, stopping the panic of the patriarch, and then asked loudly: "Is the white fox tribe in front?"

It's not to blame the thief for not knowing the prophet, but now, only the white fox tribe has never assembled. Moreover, the sound and shadow of the call just now was somewhat similar to the Patriarch White Fox.

Swish, the group of people came to the front, take a closer look, who else is it not the white fox tribe?

The leading white fox patriarch, holding a spear thrower in his hand, walked with sullen brows.

Ji Zi's heart sank, and a bad premonition spontaneously emerged.

"I'm sorry, the group of Black Mountain cannibals who went to our tribe let them escape." Patriarch White Fox whispered.

The patriarchs were shocked: "How is it possible? Your tribe can't even clean up a Black Mountain team?"

Ji Zei frowned: "What the **** is going on?"

Patriarch White Fox sighed: "When the team hadn't entered the tribe, my ambush tribe was discovered. Seeing that they were about to escape, I would definitely not agree, so I took the people and attacked, but didn't catch up. They, let them run."

"Who led the Black Mountain team?" Ji Thief asked hurriedly.

"Aqua."

Ji thief exhaled heavily: "Damn it."

The other patriarchs couldn’t help but blame the White Fox patriarch: “No, what’s going on in your tribe? This can’t be done well. If you ask Akui to go back and tell the news to the Black Mountain Tribe, then the Black Mountain Tribe doesn’t Are you ready?"

After being accused by everyone, Patriarch White Fox showed a displeased look on his face: "We don’t want it either. Who knows that Akui and the others are so cunning, and, to blame, the Fengchuan tribe, who had agreed to support it. , How about you guys?"

The patriarch Fengchuan who was lying on the gun was stunned: "But the news I received is that they are coming to our tribe. I am still waiting for your support."