I am the first person in the prehistoric world

Chapter 407 It's all okay!

Facts have proved that pig beasts have brains.

There is also a limit to the ferocity of pig beasts. When a certain battle damage ratio is reached, the remaining 3000 pig beasts seem to wake up suddenly, and the red line in their eyes disappears. Looking around, the companions all over the ground screamed in pain and frightened 'humm', Turn around and run away.

The leader of Liubu obviously had expected it a long time ago, waiting for this moment, and shouted loudly: "Chasing! Hit the hind legs, the younger generations picked up javelins and followed."

The strong men who could still move in the valley happily chased after them, and in the blink of an eye, there was no fighting in the valley at all.

"Yo..."

The young people jumped out from the mountain one after another, looking for unbroken javelins, gathered a few and chased them out.

The teenagers obviously didn't arrange any more tasks, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do.

Xin He barely stood up, leaning on a wooden stick and shouting: "Go down and find the javelin, and if you see those pigs and beasts that are not completely dead, nail them to death."

The teenagers suddenly realized that they jumped out one after another, looking for the javelin.

In the valley and on the mountain walls, there were at least pigs and beasts lying there, and hundreds of them were still alive, moaning and moaning while lying there, and some that had not injured their forelimbs kept moving and trying to escape.

More than 100 teenagers found the javelins scattered in the valley, and nailed the pigs and beasts to death one by one.

Seeing Xin He standing still, several teenagers jumped over and asked concerned: "Brother Xin He, are you alright?"

Xin He waved his hand and said: "It's okay, I'm a little bit out of strength, it will be fine after a while."

"Don't just focus on killing pigs, look at the injured clansmen, carry them to a clean place in the mountain pass, bandage the bleeding ones, if it doesn't work... also carry them aside."

Several teenagers looked at each other, nodded, greeted other partners, and began to search for injured or dead clansmen all over the mountain, and carried them to the clean big rocks in the mountain pass.

Standing behind Xin He, Gao Ge nodded. This kid is a bit of a leader. Seeing that he is inconvenient to move, he smiled and said, "Do you want me to help you?"

Xin He was struggling in his heart, he forced a smile and said, "No, I can go, your stick... take it back!"

Gao Ge didn't care and said, "Hold on for you, let me wait for you to leave."

Xin He said with a bitter face: "I don't have the strength to hold your stick now." He pushed the stick towards Gao Ge reluctantly.

Gao Ge picked up his spear from the side, handed it to him, and said with a smile: "My stick is better than your spear at smashing pigs and beasts!"

Xin He nodded vigorously and said: "Yes, yes! This stick is really good, um, Mingyue, where did you find it?"

Gao Ge picked up the stick and shook it, where did he find it?
A long memory flashed across my mind. It should have been picked up on the road to Buzhou Mountain. It was heavy and hard. At that time, it took a long time to cut it with white teeth, and it was so handy. Later, when I learned how to process materials, I sacrificed it again. After a while, this is already a magic weapon embryo.

Looking up, he saw Xin He looking eagerly at the stick in his hand, he stretched out his hand and handed it over, and said with a smile, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Xin He blushed, looked away embarrassedly, waved his hands again and again and said: "No, this is your treasure, I can't take it, I can't take it." Afraid of Mingyue's politeness, he walked down the mountain with his spear.

Gao Ge shook the wooden stick, chuckled, and said: "I really don't want it, I don't have much use for this stick, maybe I will forget it sometime, I don't know where it will be thrown?"

Xin He, who was slowly sliding down the mountain, stopped for an instant, turned his head to look at Gao Ge, seemed to want to see the authenticity of Gao Ge's words, and said in disbelief: "Mingyue, you really gave me this treasure?"

Gao Ge laughed loudly, and said: "It's just a wooden stick, it's precious or not, take it, put it here, it's really useless!" As he said, he handed over the stick.

Xin He continued to practice the exercises, his body gained some strength, he managed to catch it, and stood on the ground, blushing, not knowing how to speak.

Pushing it out again, he was reluctant, and just took other people's treasures, but it was not reasonable.

Gao Ge smiled and asked: "If you can use it and bring out its power, it is the best destination for this stick. Don't worry about it."

"Hehe, the hunting inside should stop!"

The sound of killing in the valley and the screaming of the pigs and beasts stopped. Apparently, the pigs and beasts that were chased by the strong men and broke their legs were stabbed to death by the youths, and they were about to return.

Holding the wooden stick, Xin He didn't want to let it go anymore, his body also had strength, and Gao Ge slowly jumped off the mountain wall and came to the valley.

The young man who was ordered to take care of the wounded just now ran over, his expression was very bad, Xin He hurriedly asked in a low voice: "How many of them are dying?"

The young man was stunned, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and said hesitantly: "More than 30 people have been injured, some have broken limbs, and seven are unconscious, but they are still alive. It seems... they are all okay!"

Xinhe was overjoyed, grabbed the young man and said, "Have you found everything? Look in the ravine, look in the crevices of the rocks, and see if there is anything you haven't found yet."

The location of this battlefield is not small, two to three thousand feet in front and back, the valley plus the mountain wall is a cross-section of two to three thousand feet, it is really not easy to find a person lying anywhere.

The young man also felt a little unbelievable, and hurriedly said: "Let's look for it again, Brother Xinhe, go and see if there is any problem with the seven unconscious ones, can you wake them up?"

After finishing speaking, he ran out, yelled loudly, pulled away word by word for more than 100 years, and searched from the mountain pass to the inside of the mountain.

Xin He and Gao Ge came to the mountain pass, looked at the forty people lying on the ground, and felt a little excited. Those injured also saw the situation around them. When they saw Xin He coming, they asked, "Are they all here? No one was killed this year. Is the pig beast dead?"

Xinhe walked quickly to several comatose clansmen and checked them one by one. They were all stunned and their heartbeats were normal. Look." His tone was full of joy.

In the distance, two teenagers rushed over with two clansmen in their arms. Xin He went up to catch them, but he was just unconscious, and his life was not in danger.

It wasn't until the adults who chased them back came back carrying a hundred pigs and beasts that the teenagers searched the valley again, but no more wounded came out.

The leader led more than a dozen leaders, counted the number of people, and cheered loudly, all the clansmen were there, this year intercepted the pig beasts, and not a single clansman died, it was a great joy.

A few teenagers were sent back to report the news. More than 3000 pigs and beasts had to be mobilized by all the members of the tribe and scored twice before they could all be carried back.

Xin He looked excited, and explained to Gao Ge: "Mingyue, this year, the ancestors bless you, not a single clansman died in such a fierce fight."

He whispered again: "Last year, from morning to evening, more than 20 people died in our tribe, and more than ten people died in our brother tribe. It was very desolate."

Gao Ge is silent, the prehistoric is like this, there are all kinds of deaths every day.

Even wild boars grow to be three to five feet long, as high as a floor, and other wild beasts are even more dangerous. The human race is lucky to live in this era, but if they want to live well, they have to pay a huge price.

Compared with all races and beasts in the prehistoric world, the body of the human race is weak after all. Only by constantly practicing and improving can they catch up with and surpass other races.

Fortunately, the human race has the spirit, perseverance, and ambition to survive in the prehistoric and feel that their lives will get better and better.

Because of this understanding, with such expectations, the human race is not afraid of death!

Death is nothing more than the true spirit worshiping the ancestors!

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