Let Go Of That Primordial Man

According to the battery power of the Wuling Bun, and with the current load capacity, if it cruises at an economical speed of 120 yards, Mr. Niu estimates that he will eventually be able to drive a distance of 1,500 kilometers.

Although there is an eight-day journey between the Water Frog Tribe and the Black Stone Tribe, it will take time in the end when the winding mountain roads are constantly wandering around.

But if it is changed to a straight-line distance as much as possible, the battery life of up to 1,500 kilometers can completely reach the gathering place of the water frog tribe before the battery runs out.

What's more, the time it took was not what Mang said, even a quick march would take four days.

In fact, they set off at around three o'clock in the afternoon. Even if they were delayed a little on the road, when they arrived at the Water Frog Tribe, it was just before nine o'clock the next morning.

Along the way, the troubles and threats from flying beasts were unexpectedly not too many.

There is a leading weak chicken leading the team. When passing through the airspace of those powerful flying beasts, they just need to honestly put on a passing posture; those flying beasts are not so helpless when they see this strange team. Basically, there will be no unnecessary battles.

Of course, such a situation is not absolute.

When it was almost dark yesterday, when Master Niu's flying convoy passed over a small meadow with an area of ​​tens of miles, it was suddenly attacked.

It was a surprise attack team consisting of three ferocious vultures and sixteen ordinary vultures. Among the team were ordinary vultures, each with a length of no less than ten meters after spreading their wings. Mr. Niu probably encountered ordinary tigers and leopards. These huge vultures are quite choking.

When the sneak attacking vultures were far away, the weak chicken flying at the front of the team gave an early warning of the attack.

Then, under the rain of arrows shot by the longbowmen who were spitting heavily, and their hands and feet were numb from the cold, these vultures did not dare to approach the convoy at all.

They finally caught up behind the convoy, and after flying dozens of miles, they had to issue a meaningful warning call before stopping the pursuit...

In fact, along the way, the problems that caused Master Niu the most headaches and delayed the speed of the journey were the stink problems of the soldiers of the Blackstone tribe, such as motion sickness and fear of heights.

Even along the way, he didn't let the team's flying height exceed the figure of 2,000 meters at all, but such a height was still unimaginable for these bumpkins who had never been to the sky before.

Even if he has had such an experience, and has always held a mang, the number one master of the Blackstone tribe, compared to these novices who took the wrong floating bun for the first time. Still not able to be stronger; still a bear...

Master Niu couldn't imagine that these macho men who wished that their brains were covered with muscle bumps were so useless in the air, and the miserable screams along the way never stopped.

Those who didn't know would think that Master Niu had done something to them.

Looking at these people's pale faces and trembling legs due to their strong fear of heights, the only thing Master Niu can comfort himself is that at least these people haven't peed their pants because of the scare.

After flying for more than two hours along the way, Mr. Niu had to remotely control the bun to find a suitable place on the ground to land.

He asked these natives to get out of the car slowly, otherwise it is estimated that some people might faint; and such a rest time should not be less than half an hour, otherwise these soldiers would not be able to recover.

Along the way, these natives have brought Master Niu countless situations and troubles; Master Niu can only tell, or comfort himself:

God is fair. They made the natives of the Blackstone tribe afraid of heights and water; but when it comes to fighting on land, they have stronger bodies than the tribes on the plains. After all, they are not so good. Oops.

In the end, just when Master Niu was on the verge of collapse, this event, which was destined to be recorded heavily on the plane of the primitive era, was the long-distance transportation of assault troops by air.

Finally, they reached their destination.

*****

Master Niu controlled Wuling Breadman by remote control, and parked them far away from the water frog tribe, on the top of a small mound about three miles away.

The location here is excellent, as long as you stand here, even if you don't ride a weak chicken into the air, you can see the situation in the water frog tribe clearly.

As for why they didn't just stop in, just look at the natives who were lying on the ground and about to cry because they finally arrived at their destination.

I'm afraid it will take a short period of rest before these natives can recover their combat effectiveness...

Master Niu let those disgraceful natives slowly regain their souls lying on the snow. He stood on the edge of the hill and carefully looked at the situation in the water frog tribe.

According to the information in memory, the water frog tribe is just a small tribe, with a total of about 800 members in the tribe, and the totem warriors among them barely reach more than 100 people.

So at this moment, Master Niu saw that the tribal gathering place with only a hundred or so small huts in front of him was eerily quiet; it seemed that the caravan that slaughtered the water frog tribe had already left here.

But even so, Master Niu was still cautious. After all the fighters basically recovered, he formed a simple version of Master Niu's phalanx, slowly approaching the water frog tribe.

Stepping on the snow with neat steps, the loud noise spread to the water frog tribe, but it still did not arouse the slightest reaction among them.

At the edge of the gathering place, the simple phalanx of Master Niu was called to a halt, and following Master Niu's order, three responsive fighters came out of the line and walked into the water frog tribe.

A few minutes later, when the three soldiers all returned and reported that there was no living person inside, and the caravan disappeared without a trace, Master Niu walked into the water frog under the protection of Mang and others. tribe.

Judging from the traces along the way, Mr. Niu could see that a fierce battle had taken place here, there were crooked cabins everywhere, and traces of blood splattered.

But looking around, he didn't see the body of the water frog tribe; and he couldn't find any footprints of wild beasts in the tribe, so Master Niu denied the possibility that the wild beasts dragged them away.

With such doubts, Mr. Niu walked into the largest room of the Water Frog Tribe, which is probably the residence of the Water Frog Tribe witch and the place where the fire is worshipped; There are only a few tribes that don't even have a shed in the world. .

As soon as he stepped into the gate, Master Niu's face changed drastically, because he saw a deep hole dug in the heart of the room.

The fire of the Water Frog Tribe has long since disappeared, because Master Niu, as a witch, can't feel the power of a witch here.

Master Niu's brows began to frown heavily, because according to common sense, apart from the members of this tribe, only a powerful witch with no less than six patterns can have the ability to plunder and take away the fire seeds of other tribes.

This missing caravan is definitely not as simple as he imagined at first!