Doomsday Dark Age

Although Hongsha is young, she is sensible. It was still dark in the morning, and the cold wind was still biting. She sneaked out from under Gao Feng's bed, and ate the leftover bread that was as hard as a stone from yesterday. Started fetching water to wait for Gao Feng to wake up, at some point, there was a sound of drums on the wall of the tribe, and there was a burst of oppression [ ~]

The whole tribe came out of the house in the darkest dawn, and even the children, naked, stood in the cold wind watching their fathers, well equipped, step out of the gate to receive the food and water bladders prepared by the women who worked all night.

Responding to the beating of drums, groups of tribal warriors stepped on a neat beat in the desolate and majestic drums, singing battle songs that have been passed down for hundreds of years, and walked slowly towards the exit of the wall. The children ran to each other in the dark , chasing after his father's footsteps, more tribal warriors silently joined the team and walked forward silently.

In the agitation atmosphere of the whole tribe, Gao Feng joined the team unknowingly, wearing the big cloak remade for him by the little Qinu, carrying a fang knife and a dried meat water bag, and marched in the team. Ya didn't greet Gao Feng as usual, he followed Ada with a huge fang knife on his shoulder, and walked forward silently, as if he had been assimilated by the chilling of the team.

In the open space at the exit of the wall, groups of tribal warriors arrived one after another. Gao Feng saw Black Claw standing on the highest point, illuminated by raging flames. Black Claw's whole body was shining under the flames, but that face was in the shadows. Among them, I couldn't see clearly, but I could feel the fighting spirit emanating from Black Claw.

The six tribal elders except the elder stood behind Black Claw, inspecting 750 tribal warriors and 120 seven attendants together. The Black Claw warriors who had been standing in the examination hall before stepped forward one after another and grouped together The warriors formed two huge phalanxes, 350 on one side and [-] on the other. [~]

Gao Feng stood among the attendants and observed coldly, only to find that after the four hundred tribe warriors bowed to Black Claw, they stood close to the second elder, and the remaining 350 tribe warriors stood next to the attendants, and then approached again. Four hundred slaves holding spears joined the attendants. Obviously, these were the troops who attacked.

When the 350 tribal warriors were ready, an ancient battle flag with a vicissitudes of history was erected behind Black Claw. This battle flag was a ferocious skeleton embedded in a giant animal leg bone. It has sheep-like horns, but it has the fangs of a beast. The four fangs are sharp and cold, and together with the horns, they shine with a metallic luster under the firelight.

When the burliest warrior of the tribe proudly raised the battle flag, the troops finally set off.

There is no speech, no pre-war mobilization, and the war drum is the clarion call for the action of the tribal warriors.

350 tribal warriors in full armor, 120 slaves, and [-] seven attendants with simple equipment walked out of the fence. The trombone….

The simple marching army wiped out the excitement and tension of most of the attendants when the red clouds were bright for three hours. The whole team was marching silently in the same direction. The team of more than 400 people was not spectacular. But monotonous.

Walking through the outer jujube fields and places with traces of human activities, the peak finally reached the real West Wilderness, the West Wilderness without any traces of life, except for the sand, there is only the West Wilderness of sand.

After the initial excitement subsided, the attendants felt bored. They could only see the buttocks of their companions in front of them and the desolate dark red sand on the left and right. Occasionally, some common weeds in the tribe could refresh their eyes and ears. This is true of his attendants, especially for his restless entourage. []

Walking in the team, everyone will be assimilated by the solemnity and solemnity of the team at the beginning, but as time goes by, Huo Ya only feels itchy in his throat, and he really wants to say a few words to get over the initial tangle, he whispered He said to Gao Feng: "See what's ahead? The pole is here too. This time he has been deprived of his position. From now on, he can only seek credit on the battlefield. Be careful that he stabs you in the back."

Huoya's villainous heart was not echoed by Gao Feng. He was calmly in a special mood at the moment, and marching in the team seemed to give him some more clues to find himself in the familiar feeling, as if there was only one opportunity missing. , he will be able to break through the film in his heart and truly find himself, the strong and fearless self.

"Pa..." The whip shadow like a poisonous snake slammed on Kuoya's back fiercely, causing Gao Feng's contemplation to be interrupted by his shrill scream. Running forward, not far behind him, a tribal warrior patrolling the team stared fiercely at Huoya, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

Seeing this tribal warrior who had beaten his teeth before, Gao Feng turned his head bored, and continued walking without looking aside. He didn't need to intervene in the affairs of his father.

The tribal warrior who whipped the whip hard looked around carefully like him, stepped forward and passed Gaofeng, and secretly stuffed something into Gaofeng's hand.

Gao Feng remained calm, as if he instinctively blocked all the flaws. After the tribal warrior walked away, he looked down and saw a palm-sized fist shield in his palm. Worn on the fist, it can be used as a glove and can resist sharp fang knives. It is a concealed means of protection.

Suddenly, Gao Feng understood that it was Huoya’s Ah Da who thanked him for giving him the Fangya Knife. Huoya could not understand the value of the Fangya Knife. The fang knife is the weapon of the tribal warriors, and it is probably a treasure passed down to the children.

Gao Feng weighed the weight of the fist shield, and the moment he passed by Huo Ya, he stuffed it into Huo Ya's hand again. Sometimes, this fist shield is a life, and Gao Feng can't bear it.

With the fierce whip of the tribal warriors, the attendants walked quietly to noon, waiting for the hottest moment of the day to pass in the canyon between the two peaks.

Holding the water bag in his hand, Da Claw kept staring at Gao Feng not far away with fierce eyes. If he could kill people with his eyes, Gao Gao should have become briquettes by now.

Gao Feng's intuition was higher than his imagination, and he immediately felt the malicious look in Dazhua's eyes, and he stared back without dodging, and made a cross-cutting gesture under his neck, making Dazhua's face suddenly turn pale.

Big Claw turned around involuntarily, looking at a certain mountain behind him, but he didn't know that Black Claw was staring at him all the time. The moment he couldn't help turning around, Black Claw was also looking in that direction. A meaningful smile appeared on his face.

Huo Ya finally arrived at the moment of liberation, and hurried to Gao Feng and asked in amazement: "Ah, how come the baby that I can't even touch is in your hands?"

Gao Feng squinted at Huo Ya and ignored him, and continued to lower his head to carve graceful symbols on the sand with stones. Huo Ya didn't get any response, so he said to himself: "Isn't it my Ada's one? But you Where did it come from, the baby under your bed, I..."

"Shua..." Gao Feng turned his head sharply and stared at Huo Ya viciously. The cruelty in his eyes made Huo Ya's heart shudder, and said quickly, "You forgot, the last time you took me to steal Dou Hua Niang's crotch cloth, Later, he told me that it was missing, and asked me to look for it under the bed..."

"Whoosh..." Gao Feng turned his head again and focused on carving on the ground, but tears were streaming down his heart. What exactly did Three Claws do?Now it's all on his head, and he has been speechless countless times about the youthfulness of these teenagers.

"What are you drawing? It's interesting..." Huo Ya quickly forgot Gao Feng's fierce eyes, and said curiously, looking at the text symbols on the ground.

"Mountains, seas, deserts, broken teeth..." Gao Feng looked at these square symbols in doubt, half explaining, half thinking.

"My name?" Huo Ya asked with a bright face, pointing at the square characters on Huo Ya, as if he had found the newest toy.

"Hmm, Huoya, the word pronounced Huo means gap, and the word pronounced tooth means tooth. The fangs of the fang knife are also the same teeth. The fangs are called the sharpest teeth of beasts..."

Compared with those memories that would be painful when they flashed, the peak of memory in words came as soon as he opened his mouth, and he was not at all slow, which surprised even himself.

"Ha, so that's what my name means? Missed fangs? Tsk tsk, it's hard for Ada to give me such a good name, even better than his Ergun's name..."

Gao Feng doesn't care whether Huo Ya's father is Er Gun or not. What he cares about is that the concept of Huo Ya's sneaky change really makes him wonder how to explain it. In fact, Huo Ya means no front teeth.

"What's this called...." Huo Ya is very smart, although he has never seen these characters before, he can keenly discover that the two characters Gao Feng appear most frequently, more than all other characters combined.

"Gao Feng, a very high mountain, open-minded and lonely..." Such an explanation suddenly flashed in Gao Feng's mind. It seemed that it was said by someone who was very important to him, but he couldn't tell who it was, and a feeling of indifference appeared in his heart. Sad sour, as if he was far, far away from this person, as far away as hell to heaven.