The wind blew, and the burnt ashes swirled slightly.

In the Youchao tribe which had almost become a ruin, a dead person, whose hands, feet, face and blood had been washed, sat there with his back against a tree.

There was a bloody hole in the man's throat.

This was exactly the person from the Qingque tribe who was killed by the people from the Youchao tribe before.

At this time, in front of this dead person, there were several people lying down.

These people were all tied up tightly. They were the hunchbacked primitive man and other people from the Younhe tribe.

Han Cheng stood here with a dagger in his hand.

He bent down and came to the hunchbacked primitive man, pressed his back tightly with his right knee, and pulled his hair with his other hand to lift his head up.

The hunchbacked primitive man's face was full of fear, and he struggled desperately.

But in this situation, how could he possibly struggle!

He wanted to speak, but his mouth was stuffed with a ball of cloth, so he could only make some futile whimpering sounds.

"Erdan's spirit is not far away. The enemy has been captured and is right in front of us. I will avenge you now!"

As Han Cheng said this, he put the dagger in his right hand against the hunchbacked primitive man's neck, and then pulled it hard. The hunchbacked primitive man's body, which was struggling desperately, suddenly stiffened, and a stream of blood spurted out.

Han Cheng pulled the hunchbacked primitive man's hair hard to prevent him from moving. He just watched the hunchbacked primitive man struggle here and finally became silent.

After Han Cheng made this move, several other people from the Youchao tribe were also dealt with by the people from the Qingque tribe using the same method.

Han Cheng looked at the hunchbacked primitives who had lost their voices with a cold expression on his face.

Before, he had some thoughts about the people in Youchao tribe.

The biggest idea is to absorb these people into one's own tribe.

Han Cheng particularly values ​​the hunchbacked primitive man.

After all, this is a relatively talented guy.

It would be a good idea to let him stay in the tribe and continue to do business for his tribe with his people.

But now it's too late!

After the hunchbacked primitive man and his people killed the man from his tribe, it was already too late!

It is one thing that Han Cheng admires the hunchbacked primitive man, but it is another thing that the hunchbacked primitive man killed people from his own tribe!

After killing the people of their own tribe, the hunchbacked primitive people were destined to die.

If the people from his own tribe were really the first to do evil things to the Youchao tribe, and if the people from the Youchao tribe attacked people from his own tribe and killed someone from his own tribe, Han Cheng would not be so angry.

The key thing happening now is that his tribe has not done anything to the Youchao tribe!

And, strictly speaking, he also owes a lot of favors to the Youchao tribe.

It was under such circumstances that this damn hunchbacked primitive man rushed up indiscriminately and did unforgivable things to his own tribe, causing one of his own tribe to lose his life!

Under such circumstances, how could he let go of those hunchbacked primitive people?

No matter how talented he is, he cannot be kept if he violates the fundamental principles!

Of course, part of the reason why he did this was to give an explanation to the people in the tribe so as to appease the hearts of everyone in the tribe.

"Burn them all."

Han Cheng stood here, quietly watching the hunchbacked primitive man and others who had become silent for a while, and then spoke like this.

After Han Cheng spoke, the emotions of the Qingque tribe members calmed down a lot, and they started to do things according to Han Cheng's instructions.

The same people who had previously torn down the wooden houses climbed up the burnt tree houses again and tore down several more.

Someone untied the ropes that bound the hunchbacked primitive man and others, and then carried them and threw them onto the tree houses piled together.

The rest of the Youchao tribesmen who died in the battle were also dragged over, thrown up, and then set on fire.

However, before cremating these people, Han Cheng had people keep the furs and other things that were wrapped around them.

It would be such a shame to burn the fur and other things.

The thick smoke from before had not completely dissipated yet, and a cloud of smoke rose again from the Youchao tribe.

"@#WE@2..."

Just when Han Cheng and the others packed up and prepared to leave, a voice was heard again not far away.

After hearing the voice, Han Cheng and others turned around suddenly and saw two people looking at them in shock and disbelief.

These two men were among those who were guarding the cattle and other things there, waiting for the hunchbacked primitive man.

After they waited there for a long time, the hunchbacked primitive man still didn't come. Unable to let him go, they left three of them to guard the things while two of them came together.

After arriving here, we saw that the tribe was destroyed and there was a fire burning on one side of the tribe.

Faced with such an unbelievable scene, one of the two people couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

This exclamation fully expressed the emotions in his heart.

At the same time, they were also successfully exposed.

The two people who were standing there in a daze became even more stunned when they saw the people of the Qingque tribe turning their heads to look at them.

The next moment, they turned around and ran!

“Zheng~Zheng~”

Obviously, their running speed could not be faster than the bows and arrows of the Qingque tribe.

As the bowstring sounded, the two people from the Youchao tribe who turned around and ran soon fell to the ground, and were held down and tied up by the people from the Qingque tribe who caught up with them.

"Go over there and take a look. It's very likely that you'll gain something."

After staring at the two people from the Youchao tribe who appeared again for a while, Han Cheng spoke to the people in the tribe.

The appearance of these two people reminded Han Cheng of something he had overlooked before.

What he overlooked was that he had forgotten what the hunchbacked primitive man and others were carrying.

The main job of the hunchbacked primitive people is to do business.

So most likely they came here with food and other things.

Even if you are not doing business, you will definitely bring some food to eat on the road.

However, now, there is no food they brought with them.

The hunchbacked primitive people are all dead, so Han Cheng will naturally not let go of the food they left behind if possible.

Just consider it as the cost for us to collect the bodies of the hunchback primitive man and others.

He said this in his heart, looking very shameless.

Following Han Cheng's order, the people of the Qingque tribe took action again.

They put what they got here, and marched in the direction where the two Youchao tribesmen came from, carrying only their weapons...

The distance shortened as the people of the Qingque tribe moved forward. Gradually, Han Cheng and his companions followed the traces of these people and saw the cow tied there...

"Moo~!"

In the air mixed with the scent of green grass, the cow carrying things raised its head and let out a long cry, the sound was a bit harsh.

Han Cheng and his group led the cows forward.

On the cow's back was food, some salt and pottery.

These salts and pottery were produced by the Qingque tribe.

Now it is once again back in the hands of the Qingque tribe.

In front of the cowherd, there were four people carrying a simple stretcher made of sticks and leggings. On the stretcher was the man from the Qingque tribe named Erdan who was killed by the people from the Youchao tribe.

In the middle and back of the team, there were five people with their hands tied and strung together in a string.

These are the five people from the Youchao tribe who were left behind to look after things.

Each of the five people from the Youchao tribe had some injuries on their bodies.

After killing the hunchbacked primitive man and five other people from the Youchao tribe in front of Erdan, the dead man from the Qingque tribe, and holding a memorial ceremony for him, Han Cheng's rage had subsided a lot.

At the beginning, he had the idea of ​​killing all the living people in the Youchao tribe. After the anger in his heart subsided a lot, this idea of ​​his gradually faded and finally changed.

After all, he is not a murderer.

Of course, another reason is that these five people did not directly participate in the previous battle.

Moreover, after the hunchbacked primitive man and several others paid tribute to the dead Erdan, the anger in the hearts of the others had almost disappeared.

Under such circumstances, the five seemingly lonely people from the Youchao tribe were left behind.

However, what awaits them are not good days either. The Qingque tribe has once again accumulated more minerals, waiting for them to mine.

Originally, according to the relationship between Youchao tribe and Qingque tribe, even if the people of Youchao tribe were unwilling to join the Qingque tribe, Han Cheng would not force them. At most, he would use some small tricks to make them join his tribe.

After joining the tribe, they become citizens of the tribe.

However, now, because of a momentary thought from the hunchbacked primitive man and others, everything has changed and become different.

This can really be described as one thought to heaven, one thought to hell...

Han Cheng and his group arrived at the location of the Red Tiger Tribe.

Originally, the people of the Qingque tribe were very happy because they had achieved a great victory.

However, after seeing the dead Erdan, the joy in his heart suddenly disappeared a lot.

"Let's bury Erdan first. He is the hero of our tribe!"

Han Cheng said this to Mao and others who came to greet him.

"We will also build a settlement here in the future, and in the settlement, we will build a hero cemetery.

Erdan was the first hero buried in this heroes' cemetery.

But, I also hope to be the last one!"

Han Cheng spoke loudly here.

Under Han Cheng's order, in the residential area of ​​the Red Tiger Tribe, which had not yet been marked with any marks related to the Green Bird Tribe, a tomb was dug outside the reserved wall, and Erdan was buried in it.

The burial of Erdan was extremely solemn and dignified.

Han Cheng has always maintained great respect for those who died for his tribe, and will do his best to handle their funeral affairs and shape them into heroes of his tribe.

This is not only a respect for the tribal heroes, but also can help form a good atmosphere within the tribe.

Cultivate the tribal customs and give the tribe some spirit.

In a solemn and heavy atmosphere, Han Cheng shoveled up a shovel of soil with the shovel in his hand and first scattered the soil in the shovel on the coffin placed in the tomb.

After Han Cheng shoveled the soil, the rest of the Qingque tribe members lined up in a long queue, walked to the tomb one by one, picked up the copper shovels placed there, and shoveled the soil to cover the coffin.

After everyone had lined up, a large grave had already appeared here.

A tombstone was erected in front of the grave.

There is a line of words written on the tombstone - The tomb of Han Youdan, the hero who died in the battle with Youchao tribe!

Only after dealing with Erdan's issue did Han Cheng have time to do other things.

Among them, the first place he was introduced to was the valley full of minerals behind the Red Tiger Tribe.

In the valley, he not only saw the minerals, but also the women without noses.

As a person with normal aesthetic values, Han Cheng was obviously shocked after seeing the people in front of him.

Before, he thought that the only ones without noses were the witches of the Red Tiger Tribe, but he didn't expect that there were so many people without noses in the Red Tiger Tribe.

"These people refuse to leave the valley. Once they are asked to leave the valley, they will tremble in fear."

The grassroots on the side said this to Han Cheng.

"Have you asked what the reason is?"

Han Cheng asked.

“I have asked, and I have found out that these people are all losers in the witch election. They are not allowed to leave the valley, and can only spend their entire lives in this valley.

Here, we engage in these productive labors.

If you leave the valley, you will be killed."

Cao Gen answered from the side.

After hearing the grassroots' reasons, Han Cheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart. There was a reason why the Red Tiger Tribe could slowly grow and become the overlord of this land.

Not to mention anything else, just this system, which seems cruel and inhumane, but is superior to that of most tribes of that era, can be seen.

"Godson, look at this."

Cao Gen took out a bronze product from the ground and showed it to Han Cheng.

This is a mask made of bronze.

The mold looks particularly rough and the workmanship is very crude.

If it weren't for the two eyes that seemed to protrude outward and were large and eye-catching, Han Cheng really wouldn't be able to recognize it at first glance. It was just a mask.

These people are strange. They still want to make this thing when they have nothing to do.

Han Cheng thought so in his heart.

But immediately, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Because some things he had seen before appeared in his mind!