I am a primitive

When facing the enemy, you can't find the slightest kindness from him...

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The chief of the Tengshe Tribe stopped moving, his dull eyes were still wide open, filled with infinite fear.

"Clap clap clap!"

Shang, with red eyes, pulled his hair with one hand to prevent him from falling to the ground, and with the other hand, he slapped the big leader of the Tengshe Tribe in the face one after another, making a burst of slaps.

The anger that had been suppressed in my heart for several years suddenly exploded at this moment, and all of them went towards the leader of the Tengshe tribe who was still warm.

The red-eyed Mao couldn't help it anymore, howled angrily, rushed over and joined the ranks of whipping corpses.

Han Cheng looked at this scene, thought for a while and didn't say anything to stop him.

Both of them are direct victims, and they have deep grievances with the people of the Teng Snake Tribe. At this time, it is better to vent their dissatisfaction with the dead leader of the Teng Snake Tribe, lest the time to suppress it in their hearts will be exhausted. Something is wrong.

And don't let them vent at this time, let them face the slaves of the Soaring Snake Tribe all day in the future, it is inevitable that nothing bad will happen.

The captives of the Tengshe Tribe, who were already terrified, were terrified when they saw the crazy appearance of Shang and Mao at this time. The shock to them was even worse than killing the leader of the Tengshe Tribe in front of them. Death is big.

After some venting, Mao, who was panting heavily and with red eyes, sat down on the ground and burst into tears, and Shang couldn't help crying.

Han Cheng didn't speak in the past, and reached out to pat them lightly on the shoulders.

The heads of the shaman, the big leader, and the three leaders of the Tengshe tribe were cut off and placed on a stone, with dead gray eyes facing the captives.

The ropes on all the captives were untied, and Junior Brother Sha came to them with jars containing blood and asked them to dip their hands in the blood and smear it on their faces.

Anyone who refuses to apply it will be killed directly.

With so many things before, naturally no one dared not to smear blood on his face.

There were even a few who took the pot and wanted to take a bite, but were stopped by Han Cheng who went up and kicked them hard.

It is okay to kill the enemy for self-protection, but eating the same kind of meat and drinking the same kind of blood is extremely disgusting to Han Cheng.

Although this kind of thing is not uncommon in this era, he doesn't want such a thing to happen in the Qingque tribe, not even a slave!

In addition, another purpose is to teach these prisoners of war who have become slaves to obey the rules, which is a very necessary thing.

Let them smear blood on their faces, they must do so, even if drinking blood shows more determination than smearing and donating blood.

After Han Cheng kicked a few people in a row, none of the rest was a maverick, and they all obediently dipped in blood and smeared their faces.

None of these freed prisoners of war dared to make any changes. Under Han Cheng's order, they were driven by the Qingque tribe into the courtyard they had desperately wanted to enter before.

After entering several traps, these people all became cautious, and some of them trembled involuntarily.

In the courtyard, several large vats have been set up, and willow water is boiled in the vats.

Huo Er was lighting a fire there, and some white water vapor drifted away.

Looking at those big pottery vats and the jars around them, many people couldn't help being surprised even though they were still in fear.

Sure enough, this tribe has many precious pottery!

It's a pity that they have no chance to snatch it.

They were brought near these smoking vats. They had already been in contact with pottery, and they knew that they could use this method to cook food. It was precisely because of this that many people felt uneasy.

They felt that people from this tribe might pick one or two out of them, kill them and put them in a big vat to cook.

Similar things happened in their original tribe.

"come here."

Liang's eyes searched among the group of people for a while, and landed on one of the most seriously injured people. After saying a word, he went to pull her, and motioned her to lean over here so that he could clean the wound.

The pale female primitive woman's face became paler due to excessive blood loss, without a trace of blood.

She screamed in horror, shrinking back, trembling all over.

Although the people around were a little scared, there was a long sigh of relief in this fear, because it was someone else who was picked.

Liang looked strange, he was just going to treat her wounds, why was she so frightened?

Immediately, he called two assistants over and lifted the primitive woman to the side of the vat.

At this point, the primitive woman didn't struggle much anymore, and lay down on the ground as if resigned to her fate, but the fear from the heart couldn't be eliminated no matter what.

Liang scooped out half a basin of willow branch water from a large tank that had been placed slightly cool, and began to clean the woman's wound.

The people of this tribe are really particular, they even wash the meat before killing and eating it.

This tribe is also really extravagant, using pottery everywhere...

Those spectators of the Soaring Snake Tribe who seemed a little numb were thinking in their hearts.

The primitive woman who waited wholeheartedly to die did not die, but when she thought she was going to be killed at last, she was helped aside.

At this time, Rabbit Mao came in from the outside and told them that this was for treatment. The prisoners suddenly realized that they breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, I was a little confused, people in this tribe don't eat people...

While doing this, Han Cheng also arranged for people to clean up the messy courtyard.

A large amount of dry firewood was carried to an open space on the east side of the courtyard, and the corpses were carried there and piled up randomly on it.

The flames rise up and devour them, purifying the darkness and sins of the world.

A few years ago, a group of people from the Tengshe tribe were burned here, and today, a few years later, another group of people from the Tengshe tribe were burned here...

"Hey, hey!"

Amid the neat chants, the woolly rhino that died in the trap was dragged out little by little by the people of the Qingque tribe.

Looking at the huge monster in front of them, everyone in the Qingque tribe couldn't help but feel lingering fear.

This guy is just too big!

If the Son of God hadn't taught them to dig traps, they really wouldn't be able to deal with this terrifying thing.

Standing in front of the woolly rhinoceros, Han Cheng stretched out his hand to caress its single horn. It was radiant and textured. No wonder there will still be criminals poaching it even though various laws are introduced in later generations.

After the rhinoceros is anesthetized, it happens from time to time that the horns of the rhinoceros are taken away abruptly, leaving behind a cockroach the size of a bowl.