Chapter 650: Bark and Blackstone (1)

In the spring light, carrying the bark of a bow on his back, he led the people of the tribe and walked forward.

He was accompanied by men of the prime of his tribe.

All of them carried bows and straddled with quivers made of tree bark.

The quiver contains a variety of arrows with feathers of various birds stuck in them.

With the arrival of the bark, such useful things as bows and arrows have become popular in this tribe and have been valued by everyone.

However, their bows were much more shoddy than those of the Blue Sparrow tribe, and with the exception of a few who used bone or stone arrowheads, the rest of their arrows were burned in the fire and polished heads.

The distance is close enough to shoot the prey, but compared to the bronze arrows of the Qingque tribe, it is far from it.

The people of the Bark tribe apparently did not know that the bow and arrow that a tribe in the distance now possessed had thrown away the bow and arrow that they regarded as a treasure.

At this time, they marched into the distance with the leader who was at the forefront, the leader who brought a good life to the tribe.

There were a lot of people from the bark tribe this time, except for some people who were not in good health who stayed in the tribe and used fish cages to catch fish, the rest of the adults went out with the bark.

They are not going to hunt, but to attack a tribe.

For their chief told them when the snow was falling that there was not enough of the population of the tribe.

So today, under the leadership of the chief, they walked out of the tribe's cave and the wall outside the cave, and headed towards the tribe they had chosen as their target.

Although this time it was to attack another tribe, which was different from ordinary hunting, the people of the Bark tribe did not have much to worry about.

For they had a wise and brave chieftain, and they all had weapons in their own hands that could shoot far away.

With this weapon, they used to hunt a lot of prey, and the fierce prey on weekdays was easily killed by them.

The bark that walked in front of the tree kept walking forward with a bow on his back.

After such a long time, he was going to attack other tribes again.

This reminded him of the battle that completely changed his fate.

In that battle, they lost very miserably, and they were beaten by high walls and dense feathered arrows.

Even after all this time, far from that horrible and nostalgic tribe, the bark still felt palpitations when he thought about it.

Fortunately, his face was darker, and others could not see his complexion, which had become a little pale from fear.

Bark pulled out one of the arrows from the quiver and held it tightly in his hand.

On the head of the feather arrow, there is a polished beast tooth, which is very sharp.

Looking at the feather arrow in his hand, the bark gradually calmed down.

This time is different from before, this time it's not to attack that horrible tribe.

This time it was against a tribe about the size of their tribe and without walls.

This time, he and the people he led held powerful weapons in their hands.

This time, the original incident will not be repeated, and I will definitely be able to lead people to defeat that tribe, bring them back to their own tribe, and let them join their own tribe!

Holding the bark tightly for a while, he put the beast tooth arrow back into the quiver, and in order to show his courage, he deliberately raised his chest high, and then snorted a few times, and quickened his walking.

The other bark tribesmen who followed behind also screamed, beating their chests, and swiftly walked away with the leader into the distance......

The leader of the Blackstone tribe, holding a blood-stained Blackstone weapon in his hand and a smile in his eyebrows, led the other people in the tribe who held the Blackstone weapon and walked forward.

The blood on the weapon in his hand was not the prey's, but that of a tribe living in the vicinity.

Of course, the leaders of the Blackstone tribe were happy, because not long ago, with their strength and sharp Blackstone weapons, they had once again defeated a tribe.

The fate of the tribe they defeated was not as tragic as that of the tribe that was defeated by the Blackstone tribe in winter.

Because after defeating them, the leader of the Blackstone tribe did not bring them back to the tribe to eat, but still let them live in their own tribe.

However, the difference is that this defeated tribe has to pay some food to the Blackstone tribe every once in a while.

This kind of behavior is another way to obtain food that the leader of the Blackstone tribe suddenly discovered after the grass tribe that they had encountered by accident before, following their orders, and after a period of time, after handing over a certain amount of food.

This method is different from the previous hunting and gathering of fruits, but it tastes good.

Because through this method, the people of their tribe can obtain food without much movement.

In the beginning, when they gathered around the fire and ate the food sent by the grass tribe, the people of the Blackstone tribe were intoxicated by this feeling of not getting something for nothing.

Rather than carrying weapons to kill the people of those tribes and eat meat, this way of bringing food from other tribes and eating it by people from their own tribe is more attractive.

However, it is a pity that the grass tribe did not send much food, and they ate it all in one day.

After eating this food, some people from the Blackstone tribe thought about continuing to let the people of the Grass tribe send food to their tribe to eat.

The idea was approved by many in the tribe, but was rejected by the leader of the Blackstone tribe.

Because he was also the leader, he knew that it was impossible for the people of the grass tribe to continuously give their tribe surplus food in such a short period of time.

The leader of the Blackstone tribe was still very smart, he didn't cling to the grass tribe to the death, but after thinking about it for a few days, he made the decision to use a similar method to make the rest of the tribe like the grass tribe, and every once in a while, he would have to sacrifice food with them.

Therefore, during this period of time after the ice and snow melted, the leader of the Blackstone tribe led the people in the tribe to hunt and gather food, and then used the Blackstone weapon to fight the surrounding tribes, so that they became submissive and obediently handed over food to their tribes.

Under the persecution of death and the Blackstone weapons that were more terrible than death, the tribes that were attacked by him were obediently agreed to hand over the food.

In the future, if there are enough tribes that have been defeated, then the people of their own tribe basically don't have to hunt, and they can live happily and happily relying on the food handed over by these tribes.

The more I thought about this, the more I thought about it, the more happy the leader of the Blackstone tribe and the people became.

(There is a make-up change at 10 p.m.)