Return to Primitive Society and Become a Chief

In the cave, Abao whispered sobbing, and the white fox and several of his clansmen were standing on one side.

Everyone showed shocked expressions on their faces.

Is the Black Mountain Tribe really a thing of the past?

Looking at the crying Leopard, the white fox fell silent.

The destruction of the Black Mountain tribe should have been a happy thing, but at this time the white fox was not happy anyway.

The fall of the Heishan tribe means that the next goal of the Frost Valley tribe is the White Fox tribe.

As the patriarch of the White Fox tribe, the White Fox knew how wrong he had done when the coalition forces attacked the Black Mountain tribe.

In terms of his sins, it was the entire mountain range uniting to attack him, and that was not uncommon.

The white fox does not doubt that Ji Thief will do this, nor does he doubt Ji Thief will have such strength.

After all, when the Heishan tribe was forced on the heads of the crowd, Ji thief had a way to persuade other tribes to fight against the Heishan tribe like a tyrant.

Not to mention, the punishment is now being imposed on the weak white fox tribe.

Thinking about the situation, Bai Fox felt that the other tribes would be happy to see themselves destroyed and punished.

"No way!"

At this moment, the white fox suddenly shouted.

All the tribesmen went to see him.

The white fox gritted his teeth and said, "We can't just wait to die like this."

Several clansmen looked at him with a sad look: "Master Patriarch, do you have any idea?"

The white fox said that I have a way to fart.

In the past, after fighting with other tribes, the Arctic Fox tribe could still hide in the tribe and use its geographical advantage to disgust the enemy back, but this method simply didn't work for the Frost Valley tribe.

You know, the Frost Valley tribe has trebuchets.

The trebuchet that can accurately strike the enemy three hundred steps away is a headache.

By the way, trebuchet!

The white fox suddenly wanted to understand, the trebuchet, if I remember correctly, there should be a broken trebuchet outside the Black Mountain tribe.

The Black Mountain Tribe was only wiped out yesterday. No one should take away the broken trebuchet. If you bring the trebuchet back to fix it first, wouldn't you have the capital to resist the Frost Valley tribe?

Thinking of this, the white fox couldn't help but breathe harder. He looked at his tribe and whispered: "You go to the Heishan tribe again."

Several people:"???"

"Why Lord Patriarch?"

"Go and bring me the catapult."

"Isn't the trebuchet broken..."

The white fox looked back at his tribe: "Is it useless if it’s broken? Stupid, as long as we fix it! If we let people from other tribes take the trebuchet away, we’re really done. what!"

When the white fox said this, the tribesmen just reacted, one by one, all hurriedly ran out.

When only the white fox and the leopard were left in the cave, the former's eyes fell on the latter.

What should I do with this person?

Did you kill him? Still keep him?

The various tribes and the Black Mountain tribe in the large mountain range are blood feuds for generations. When the two sides meet, the powerful Black Mountain tribe has always overwhelmed everyone.

Now, when the Black Mountain Tribe is finally caught, how about taking the opportunity to kill him?

White Fox thought in his heart.

"Patriarch White Fox! Let's unite! Let's unite and destroy the Frost Valley tribe!"

Just as the white fox was thinking about it, Abao suddenly raised his head and shouted with a sad expression.

Hearing this, the white fox was taken aback, and then he looked up and down at Abao, and couldn't help but laugh: "Join? Join you? What are you kidding?"

Hearing the contempt in the white fox's tone, Abao snorted: "I know that the Heishan tribe is only me now, but I have a way to make the Frostgu tribe disappear! The worst, you can also make the white fox The tribe has the same strength as the Frost Valley tribe."

The white fox was shocked, and then returned to normal: "You? Stop kidding."

Abao looked back at the white fox: "Did the patriarch of the white fox forget? I am the son of the Black Mountain wizard."

The white fox was silent, and the two looked at each other.

In the end, the white fox broke the silence: "Tell me your method first."

A Leopard hooked the white fox and said a word when the white fox hesitated for a while and poked his head over.

"The Frost Valley tribe can find allies to attack our Black Mountain tribe. Then why can't you find some allies, Chief White Fox?"

When the words fell, the Patriarch White Fox looked at Abao in surprise, and put away the contempt in his eyes. Unexpectedly, the Heishan tribe, a tribe that specializes in reckless men, would also come out with smart people?

The old site of the Heishan tribe is sunny.

If it weren't for a dead body, you wouldn't see any traces of flooding yesterday.

More than a dozen members of the White Fox tribe came here, they searched back and forth, and finally, in a clearing, they found the damaged trebuchet.

While saying thank God, these people plan to take the trebuchet back.

However, just as they moved something, they suddenly heard a complaint in the distance.

"Master Warrior, why should we bury the beasts of the Black Mountain tribe? With this time, we should clean up the white fox tribe first."

A dozen white foxes looked at each other when they heard the sound, and they looked at each other. Then, with the damaged trebuchet, they jumped into the bushes nearby to hide.

As soon as they hid, people appeared.

Through the branches and leaves among the trees, these people could see clearly. Ji Zei led his head and brought thirty or forty Frostgu tribesmen, male and female, to stand outside the Heishan tribe.

Finally, the thief said: "It is hot in summer, if so many corpses are piled up here, it will cause a plague."

A Liang, who was supposed to go hunting, turned his head and asked Ji thief: "Warrior Sir, what is the plague?"

"Well, you can understand it as a kind of virus, this kind of virus, there is no cure, at least, in this era, once it breaks out, everyone will have to play it." While Ji Thief said, he thought of it in his heart, let alone this. Primitive society, even in the future high-tech era, there is no cure for the plague, and most outbreaks can only be passive means of prevention and isolation.

It is also known that the plague and influenza viruses are severe, so when the thief raises animals, it is strictly required to put hygiene first.

He also knows the horror of the plague and flu viruses, so when the Ji thief was first allocated in the various departments of the Frost Valley tribe, everything was the busiest time to deal with the corpses piled up in the Black Mountain tribe.

In the summer, the corpse was already decomposing fast, and the water was soaked. In just two days, Ji Thief could smell the faint smell in the air.

"Okay, don’t be stunned. Hurry up and dispose of the corpse. In addition, I remember that a lot of the spear throwers we gave to other tribes were left behind. Collect them and send them to the logistics office of Elder Babu. We use it yourself."

Ji thief said.

Aliang nodded and ordered to go down immediately.

At the same time, Ji thief called to Tushan and several clansmen, and went aside.

"Sir Warrior, don't you help?" Aliang called out loudly.

Ji thief stretched out his hand and waved in the air: "No, you guys, I will find the trebuchet first."

The dozen or so members of the White Fox tribe hiding in the jungle stared at this.

Trebuchet?

Are the Frost Valley tribes looking for trebuchets?

They all looked at each other, not daring to wait for a moment, with the damaged trebuchet, leaving the Heishan tribe without any trace, and then rushed towards the Baihu tribe.

At the same time, Ji thief also brought Tushan and several clansmen back and forth in various ways: "It's weird, I remember that the trebuchet was here that day, why is it missing?"

As Ji thief spoke, he looked down at the surrounding environment.

Tushan said honestly, "Sir Warrior, did you let the water wash away?"

The squatting Ji thief shook his head: "No, it wasn't washed away by water, someone took it away."

On his shoulder, Tushan randomly spilled some trauma medicine and asked curiously: "Someone took it? Who took it?"

Ji Thief shook his head: "I don't know."

As he said, Ji Zei tightened his iron spear, pointed to the fresh footprints on the ground, and raised his head and said: "But I know they haven't gone far."

Tushan jumped up excitedly: "Lord Warrior, let's go and chase, don't let these **** run away."

Ji thief followed the footprints on the ground and spotted a direction, then stood up with a cry, "Chasing."