Traveling through ancient times: Savages are hungry for food

Chapter 397 I was wrong

The horses' hooves pounded the ground with a thrilling rhythm, and one after another, majestic war horses came in with great momentum.

Soon it stopped at the city gate.

Wu also arrived at this moment.

The females, children and the elderly have all gone into hiding.

The atmosphere was heavy and tense.

Logically, they could have sent their males to the city walls to fight back, but who knew what kind of weapon they had? It could actually pierce the sky and shoot into the tribe from mid-air!

In this situation, the chief was unwilling to let his people die.

"Who is that person outside the door? What's he up to?!"

"it's me……"

The familiar sound of old shackles came faintly.

It's a witch!

He actually came.

But, for Wu Lai, nothing seemed impossible. After all, this was once his home.

The leader still looked puzzled.

"I don't care who you are! Stop showing off in front of our Qingling tribe! Get out of here..."

The words are not finished yet.

A big hand slapped the leader's face.

The witch just turned away from the leader.

"Step aside."

leader:?

"Open the door."

The leader's eyes widened as he retorted, "No! There are a lot of people coming! How can we open the door?"

"Just open it if I tell you to!"

He couldn't have mistaken that voice.

It is the voice of an old friend.

The leader looked reluctant and cautious as he ordered the city gate to be opened.

The gap is getting bigger and bigger.

For some reason, Qing, who was standing aside, felt nervous as he watched the city gate slowly open.

The heavy city gate made a loud "creaking" sound, tearing a crack in the shadow lurking behind the gate.

In the front were several wild beasts with fur that shone glossy in the light, fangs exposed, and saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths.

There were a pair of saber-toothed tigers, several black and white beasts, two giant pythons, a bear... and even two eagles...

And on one of the beasts sat an old man with a very old face.

They let out low roars from their throats, their pupils flashing with bloodthirsty gleams in the shadows and light, locking their eyes on the figures inside the city gate, as if they were about to pounce and tear everything in front of them to pieces in the next second.

Behind the predatory beasts stood a dense mass of sturdy, robust horse legs. Their manes billowed, and white air shone from their nostrils. The males on horseback were covered in gleaming armor plates that resembled fish scales. The armor plates reflected a cold, hard gleam in the moonlight. They wore long swords at their waists, their hands on the hilts, their eyes as sharp as hawks, their faces etched with undisguised fury and determination.

If they only used a fraction of this overwhelming momentum, they would be completely overwhelmed.

All I heard was the old man sitting on the giant beast speaking in a turbid but heavy voice.

"Come out, I'll take you home."

Sang Tian and Cang stopped pretending.

Just walk out with a swagger. With such a big place, who wouldn't be proud?

Ping An was still wagging his tail happily, and he quickly came up and circled around Sang Tian. The two of them immediately turned over and rode on the tiger.

The scene was bizarre, like an elephant watching an ant. The males of the Qingling Tribe, preparing for battle, were filled with anxiety and panic. They feared they could not withstand such formidable strength!

These thousands of horses and beasts alone are enough to crush them.

The witch of the Qingling tribe looked at the wolf witch on the black and white beast and said with red eyes.

"You are finally back."

Qing Ling's clansmen were all stunned.

Finally back? Who is he?

Wu spoke calmly.

“Don’t get me wrong, I’m just here to pick up two juniors.

We have no intention of engaging in combat with you. Now that we have received the person, we will take him away..."

After saying that, he directed Mengmeng to turn around.

Qingling's witch roared immediately.

"Why don't you come in and take a look? You've been gone for over sixty years. If it weren't for these two people who broke into Qingling, you would never have planned to come back!"

"So what..."

This indifferent and nonchalant answer made Qingling Wu even more furious, but behind this anger was endless concern.

"How can you be so cruel! This is where you grew up. Do you hate Qing Ling so much?"

These words were clearly heard by everyone.

All the members of the Tianlang tribe looked at each other.

Wu was actually originally from this big city?

Not only were the Tianlang people shocked, even the Qingling people were very surprised.

How could Wu know the leader of this terrifying crowd outside the door?

He also said that he grew up here.

Soon, the older people in the tribe thought of Wu's brother.

The old man riding on the giant beast said again with no expression.

"No matter how ruthless I am, I can't compare to Qing Ling."

Qingling Wu could hardly contain his anger.

"Why do you have to say that? Since you are here today, I must keep you."

Wu sneered.

"Can Qing Ling alone stop thousands of cavalrymen?"

The witch of Qingling had a face full of forbearance. What he said was indeed the truth! I thought Qingling was already very powerful, but I don’t know where such a tribe came from.

It is amazing that such wild and ferocious beasts can be tamed and used as tools for camelmen to travel.

But the skills I have acquired as a witch over the years were not acquired in vain.

He roared with red eyes.

"Was Xue's sacrifice such a huge blow to you? She wasn't going to live long anyway. Wouldn't it be better to sacrifice her to the beast spirit?

Are you going to hate Shang Qingling for the rest of your life because of this?"

"Yes! I not only hate Qing Ling, I hate you too!

I hate your cold and selfish attitude the most, and now you are actually asking me to stay!

You watched helplessly as Xue was sacrificed alive, watched her struggle and beg for help, yet you remained indifferent! You watched with your own eyes as she was beheaded while she cried.

Each of you is the real murderer who killed her!

I don't want to see a tribe that treats its people's lives as worthless, or a selfish and indifferent person like you!

You are no longer my brother!"

Sang Tian had never seen Wu angry.

This is the first time.

He was not only angry about Xue's tragic death, he was also angry about such a cold-hearted tribe and such a vicious rule of human sacrifice.

These are the reasons why he hates Qing Ling so much.

Despair, hatred, resentment...intertwined together, driving the witch away.

These words stunned the skinny old man Qing Ling.

He looked at Wu with dull and empty eyes.

He murmured, "If I had known this, I would have tried my best to stop them and prevent them from hurting Xue..."

Wu chuckled.

"Oh, what a pity you didn't. Even if you saved Xue, you would still watch the rest of the tribe die in sacrifice!"

Qingling Wu closed his eyes, as if reflecting on his indifferent life.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and a tear fell.

He seemed to have made up his mind, and spoke with trembling lips.

"Let's go..."

Sang Tian also sighed.

The brothers who were so good at the beginning now have an unbridgeable gap between them. They are not enemies, but they are close.

Immediately, the team began to turn around.

At this moment, Qing came limping over.

He was a male, and although he had a lame leg, he was still a fighting force. This time the enemy attack was massive, and they were definitely not easy to deal with. He had to come and help. Unfortunately, his leg injury made him walk very slowly.

And, for some reason, regarding the arrival of this group of people.

He was panicking and his heart was beating fast. What happened?

Sang Tian understood in his heart, it seemed that they had to recognize each other today.

Because, Sang Tian noticed that many of the older members of the Tianlang clan were frowning and staring at the figure in disbelief.

Duan reined in his horse and was about to turn around when his eyes accidentally swept across a limping figure at the opposite city gate.

The straight back, broad chest, and the moment when they overlap with the tall figure in my memory.

All the blood in his body seemed to have frozen.

Shan also recognized it.

"Yuan?" The two words were stuck in his throat, trembling without him even noticing.

Duan almost staggered off the horse and threw the reins to the ground.

The crowd was knocked to the ground by him, and he rushed forward with red eyes.

The Qingling people were also frightened by this scene. They immediately drew their weapons and prepared to block the madman who was rushing towards them.

But the leader suddenly gestured to them not to act rashly.

Because this person looks very similar to Qing! The leader was a little nervous at this moment.

It was not until he stood in front of the man that he realized his hands were shaking.

The man before me looked much older than I remembered, with deep wrinkles around his eyes, especially his limp leg.

Qingzheng looked at him in confusion.

What happened to this child?

"Father, it's me, Duan!

You're alive! You're still alive! That's wonderful..."

Duan's voice was tense, with an imperceptible sob at the end. He reached out to touch the other person's arm, but was subconsciously avoided.

Qing was stunned for a moment, his cloudy eyes filled with confusion, then he shook his head, his voice hoarse as if it had been sandpapered.

Did you recognize the wrong person?

Duan's hand, which was stretched out in the air, froze, and his heart seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand.

He looked at the clear strangeness in the other person's eyes, which no longer reflected any of the warmth of the past.

The light yet heavy words "I recognized the wrong person" echoed in my ears again and again.

At this moment, Shan and other members of the Tianlang tribe who used to be good friends with Yuan also rushed over.

The face in front of me is him!

Why did Ke Yuan say that Duan had recognized the wrong person? Didn’t he even recognize them?

Shan hurriedly went around behind Yuan and saw the scar on his back, which was crooked and looked like a centipede.

“It’s Yuan!

It’s Yuan!”

“I am the mountain!

The scar on your back was caused by me when you were a child! I won’t be wrong! "

Cang didn't know how to face him.

But at this moment, the scene is so sad.

He couldn't take it any longer.

He jumped over and walked to the side.

With red eyes, she said, "Father, it's me, I'm Cang."

There was a storm in Qing's heart.

I swore to myself that I would recover my memory and return home.

But he still couldn't remember anything.

These enemies suddenly said that they knew him and were good brothers who grew up with him.

There are two guys calling themselves "father"?

But I didn't want to believe it, I thought it was too absurd.

But the kid named Duan does look a bit like him, even their eye color is exactly the same.

When Cang saw him for the first time, he felt inexplicably excited and had a splitting headache when he thought about the memories.

No wonder he's been acting so strangely these past few days, always avoiding me. He must have noticed something...

Even when he rushed over, he felt uneasy, always feeling that he had to come because something important was waiting for him...

Feelings can't be faked.

Qing was sure that these people were definitely related to his memories.

Qing didn't remember it at all, but at this moment he reached out his hand and stroked the two children's heads.

"Where's your mother?"

Duan's eyes immediately turned red and the corners of his mouth trembled for a long time without saying a word, while Cang frowned deeply, pressed his mouth into a line and did not say a word.

Seeing the two children like this, Qing had a vague guess in his mind.

My heart feels like it's being grabbed by a hand.

how come? how come?

She hasn't waited for me yet...

Suddenly, he had a splitting headache, causing him to keep covering his head and his vision became blurry.

Shan and the others quickly surrounded him.

Qing fainted from the pain.

Shan Yi picked up Qing and put him on the horse's back.

Lei's solemn voice reached everyone's ears.

"Our people, Tianlang is going to take them away."

At this moment, no one stopped him.

Because they knew that the old man opposite was their Wu's brother, and Qing was their tribesman and the father of the two young men.