Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The slaves, whose wrists were bound by vines, were barely wearing anything on their bodies. Even if they were wearing them, the animal skins were tattered and could not cover much.

So exposed to the sun, one by one was tanned, with chapped lips, withered, walking on the ground barefoot. There are some injured slaves who have not received good treatment, the wounds have rotted, and there are some flying insects that smell around and follow them all the way.

"Where were those slaves sent?" Shao Xuan asked. If he doesn't ask, other people won't explain it. Of course, he has to take the initiative to speak. Even if he is laughed at by others, Shao Xuan doesn't care, as long as he can know what he wants to know.

As soon as Shao Xuan asked this sentence, some people laughed, but some people answered, whether they said it in a sarcastic tone, as long as Shao Xuan knew the answer.

"Of course it is sent to the place where the slave owner is." Someone said.

"Where do the slave owners live? That's where we're going this time?" Shao Xuan asked.

"Why, are you afraid?" said a person from the Tianshan tribe, with contempt on his face.

Shao Xuan was speechless. He looked at the sky, then looked at the surrounding environment, recalled the terrain and landforms he had come all the way, and said, "Slave owners, it seems that the place where you live is not very good." If you keep moving forward, maybe you will reach the desert area. The slave owners lived in the desert? This made Shao Xuan very curious.

Although he knew that the slave owners would stay away a little in order to avoid the large tribes in the middle, he did not expect them to go to the arid and barren areas.

"Not good?" An older middle-aged man beside Xuan Ye hummed: "They are doing really well! It's just slaves who are not doing well."

That is true. Slave owners, of course, are the ones to be served.

Just as he was talking, in the long slave team, a slave suddenly broke free from the shackles of the vines and ran towards Shao Xuan and the others. Although he looked like he was only skinny, he ran so fast that he couldn't see the weakness just now.

Someone in the slave procession shouted. He looked at the running man, but the dark slave who couldn't see his face and hair was disheveled, but he ran towards Shao Xuan and the others. He shouted in a hoarse voice that seemed to be able to bleed, probably wanting to ask for help here. Shao Xuan could see the light of hope in his eyes.

puff!

A sharpened piece of wood pierced the body of the running man, blood dripped on the ground, and the light in the slave's eyes quickly faded away, bleak.

A man in animal skin with a whip walked towards the slave at the bottom.

On his forehead, there is a tattoo that looks like the word "Taiwan".

"It's the title of 'Tai' as a slave." Someone in the team said. The tone was calm, and there was no emotional fluctuation from seeing a slave being killed just now.

Slaves are also graded, lower slaves do not have any titles, and higher slaves. It starts with "Tai", because they will have a tattoo similar to the word "Tai" on their foreheads, and they are called "Tai" and are called slaves. In terms of strength, they are equivalent to the general junior totem warriors among the totem warriors.

For those who become slaves, their initial goal is to become a slave with the word "Taiwan". What about becoming a slave, as long as they can obtain the power equivalent to a totem warrior, it is enough.

The slave with the character "Tai" is the lowest slave among the higher slaves, above the slave with the character "Tai". There is also the word "servant". There are also some slaves with the word "servant" in this slave team, but they do not carry whips, only knives. It seems harmless to watch, but as long as they do it, the ground will be covered in blood, and it will not be a single slave involved. Therefore, when the slave escaped just now, the slaves with the word "servant" just glanced at them casually, and some did not even raise their heads and continued on their way. Anyway, there are lower-level "Taiwan" slaves to solve it.

The Taiwanese slave strode towards the fallen slave and glanced at Shao Xuan and the others. No vigilance, no apprehension. There are no other superfluous emotions, numbness, cold as a knife, when looking at low-level slaves, it is no different from looking at other dead things.

Leaning over, he stretched out a hand to grab the foot of the slave who had lost his breath on the ground, and dragged it back towards the team.

The ground was dragged and left with a long bloodstain.

The Taiwanese slave dragged the dead slave back to the team, and with a wave of his arm, he threw the person in his hand into the ranks of the low-level slaves. The slaves scrambled to surround them.

"That...that's..." Ray stammered.

On Weiba's side, an indifferent voice said, "They are rushing for food."

The wrists are bound, but the fingers can still move, the arms can still move, and the legs can still move. They are fighting for food, although the "food" is the same people as them, if they don't eat it, they are likely to starve to death, and only if they eat it can they survive.

Seeing that Shao Xuan and the others were silent, someone from the Tianshan tribe said: "Can't see it? If you really can't see it, you can go and save one or two low-level slaves. If the one just ran a little closer, you can also take action in time."

Seeing the reactions of the others in the team, Shao Xuan and the others also knew that there were some things they didn't know. Most of these people looked at slaves with disgust.

It is true that many totem warriors look down on slaves, feel that they are spineless and betray their ancestors, but they are not like these people in the team, especially those of Weiba, who even have hatred in their eyes.

Shao Xuan learned the reason from Qu Ce. A few years ago, some people from Weiba encountered a similar thing. They rescued a few low-level slaves and also cut down a few slaves with the character "Tai".

"Actually, at the beginning, Weiba's people were very secretive when they made a move, and they made a disguise. It should not be discovered. However, it was discovered. A young girl from Weiba gave a slave a piece of jerky before leaving. The slave saw a spider she was carrying. Later, the slave failed to escape, was caught, and told the secret. Soon after, the few people who took action were out with friends and elders. Kill." Qu Ce said.

Among the eight people who were killed were more than ten, including high-level totem warriors. Among the slaves who attacked them, there were more than thirty slaves with the character "Tai" and at least four slaves with the character "servant". If it is one-on-one, even if it is a "servant" slave, it is only equivalent to the level of an ordinary intermediate totem warrior, and it will not lead to such a tragic result. However, these slaves are almost suicidal attacks, injuring the enemy two or three. When they do things that cost one hundred to one hundred, they do it without batting an eyelid.

Slaves are just tools. The tools are gone, and if you build another one, those slave owners don't feel bad.

"After that, people in Weiba will kill slaves, whether they are high or low, and they will kill all of them. As long as they make a move, they will not leave a survivor, and will not give anyone a chance to inform anyone." Qu Ce looked at Shao Xuan and the others. " There are actually many such things, and almost every tribe has encountered them. Remember, those slaves can betray their beliefs and ancestors, and they can betray anyone."

"Including betraying their masters?" Shao Xuan asked.

"...It depends on whether they dare or not. Different slave owners have different slaves. You will know when you see them more." Qu Ce said.

After the slave team left, their group continued to move forward, and the slave that was eaten left only a pool of bloody stains and a few bones that could not be put together. A few scavenging insects swarmed around to partake of this final "delicious meal."

Later, Shao Xuan and the others did not encounter the slave team again, and they took a different path.

The further he walked, the more clearly Shao Xuan could feel the dryness of the air.

The surrounding vegetation is sparse. Compared with other places, the flora and fauna are pitiful. The sparse grass on the ground is also wilted.

After walking for five consecutive days, some people in the team have begun to languish.

"A little further on, there will be a tribe where we can rest for a few days," said an older man.

Hearing this, the young people were shocked, "There are tribes? There are tribes in this place? What are they called?"

"Rain Tribe." Someone replied.

Shao Xuan looked at the clear sky. Rain tribe.

I don't know what happened to that boy Yang Sui. Has he successfully inherited the position of witch of the Rain Tribe? (To be continued)