Chapter 1164 Fighting for the Leader (2 in 1)

Through some hemp sticks and hemp leaves in front of him, we can see some scenes.

At the Fire Tribe's residence not too far away, you can see quite a few people.

Strangely enough, however, these people are now divided into two camps.

The clamor came from the two camps.

Even, many people still hold weapons in their hands.

Has the Fire Tribe been invaded by other tribes?

Seeing such a scene, such an idea appeared in Han Cheng's mind immediately.

If this is the case, depending on the situation, people in the tribe should help the Fire Tribe to solve it.

Not only can this solve the problem of the Fire Tribe, but it can also arrest those who come to the Fire Tribe to find trouble and delay their own tribe's business, and bring them to their own tribe to do coolies.

Get a big ticket for free labor.

Such a thing, just thinking about it, Han Dashenzi felt very excited.

He suppressed his mood, looked here for a while, and gradually realized that things seemed to be different from what he thought.

Although the people from the two parties were arguing quite fiercely and seemed extremely excited, they never had the intention of fighting until now.

This kind of behavior made Han Cheng, who was quietly observing here, feel a little anxious and dissatisfied.

These guys, what are you arguing about here, can't you just pick up your weapon and just hit it?

When did this primitive person become such a mother-in-law and mother-in-law?

Han Dashenzi muttered in his heart.

"Son of God, it seems that the people on both sides belong to the Fire Tribe."

At this moment, the elder brother spoke, with some hesitation and doubt in his voice.

"That is charcoal, and this one here looks like a fireball. They have all delivered linen to our tribe before, and they have lived in our tribe for a long time."

Big brother said so.

Hearing what the big brother said, Han Cheng, who was imagining many things, couldn't help being taken aback.

There are people from the Fire Horde on both sides?

How is this going?

Infighting happened?

Or are some people from the Fire Tribe, eating inside and out, bringing people from other tribes to attack their own tribe?

Han Cheng thought so in his heart, but he couldn't come to a good conclusion.

"There was a dispute among their tribe, as if they were talking about who is worthy to be the leader of the tribe..."

At this time, Mao, the first translator of the tribe who was beside Han Cheng, said aloud.

Han Cheng was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately realized, he asked aloud: "Is the old leader of their tribe dead? Or is it that the old leader can no longer control the people in the tribe, and some newcomers want to pull the old leader down? The leader of the tribe?"

When there was a dispute over the position of the leader in the tribe, it seemed that there were no other reasons other than these two.

"I don't know, I haven't heard it yet."

Mao, who listened carefully, shook his head and returned like this.

While Mao was listening so earnestly, those Huo tribe people who seemed to be extremely emotional and kept making noises had a new change.

I saw five or six people who seemed to be very emotional walked out, turned around and came to the shed not far away, and after a while, two big things were lifted out of it.

Although the distance is relatively far, Han Cheng recognized it at a glance.

These two things carried out by the Huo tribe are looms.

After these years of development, the looms of the Qingque tribe have been greatly improved and perfected on the basis of the original extremely crude.

At least now you can move your location freely.

Unlike before, it was fixed on the ground, and if you want to move the position, you need to spend a lot of effort to disassemble and reinstall...

Looking at such a scene from a distance, Han Cheng couldn't help but be full of doubts and couldn't figure it out.

What are these people doing?

Aren't you arguing about who should be the leader?

Why did you suddenly lift the loom out?

Isn't this style of painting changing too quickly?

Under Han Cheng's stunned and puzzled gaze, these people each carried a loom and returned to the two camps, put it down and placed it securely.

Moreover, someone brought the wrapped twine and placed them on the sides of the two looms.

Then, following an order, the people on the side of the two camps all retreated towards the back one after another, retreating a distance of more than two meters.

There was one person left beside the two looms.

While everyone was retreating, these two people sat in front of the loom at a very fast speed.

After sitting here, the two of them quickly picked up the thread beside them and began to install it on the loom as if they were competing.

After installing it, each person started to weave with a shuttle in his hand, and the movement was very fast.

Han Cheng knows a lot about weaving.

But like the current weaving competition, and sitting in front of the loom to participate in the weaving competition, it is still a matter of two old men, and I have never seen it.

His mouth opened a little wide, and he didn't realize what kind of magical operation this was all for a while.

He was in a daze here and didn't react, but the two people from the Human Fire Tribe over there were not in a daze, and their subordinates kept moving.

The person on the left has been weaving the cloth for a while with the shuttle in his hand, while the person on the right seems to be in a hurry to hang up the thread.

He hurriedly glanced at the person opposite, seeing that the person had already started weaving, he couldn't help but feel even more anxious in his heart.

He didn't dare to make a half-stop, so he held the shuttle and began to shuttle and weave in a hurry.

Sometimes, the more flustered a person is, the more likely he is to make mistakes.

This talent went back and forth a few times before the thread on the shuttle broke.

He was anxious, but he had to stop what he was doing. He seemed to be in a hurry to find the broken thread end and the thread end on the shuttle in his hand, and he connected them together clumsily, and then proceeded in a hurry. Weaving.

However, good times don't last forever.

Not long after weaving, the thread on the shuttle in his hand broke again.

He hurriedly and clumsily connected the thread, and then began to weave in a hurry.

As a result, after weaving for a long time, the thread on the shuttle in my hand broke again.

Wiring is a huge waste of time.

This man was not very fast at weaving, but now the threads kept breaking, and he became anxious, as if he was on fire.

On the other hand, the person opposite him is very skillful, and has been weaving the cloth continuously.

From the beginning to the present, the cloth on the shuttle in his hand has never been broken once.

The eyelids of this person who is always disconnected seeing such things are jumping!

"#RWx-on:#!"

He suddenly shouted loudly.

What he yelled meant that the man across the street had cheated.

If it wasn't cheating, then why did the thread in his hand keep breaking, but the thread on the shuttle in the guy's hand didn't break?

"#￥##..."

On the face of the accused person, there was a reserved smile from a master.

He looked at the man and said this.

Then he reached out and tore off the thread on his own shuttle, and threw the shuttle to the person opposite.

After the man received the shuttle, he also threw the broken shuttle in his hand to this man.

After exchanging the shuttles, both start wiring and then weave.

Then, a miracle happened.

After changing the shuttle, the person who always disconnected is still frequently disconnected.

And the person who is offline is still basically offline.

"#EWSW3..."

After a while like this, the person who was always disconnected finally couldn't bear the abuse.

He said so loudly in his mouth, and threw the shuttle in his hand to the ground.

However, this behavior directly declared his failure.

“x-on:Wx-on:#WE…”

The people standing behind the skilled weaver who had won the victory couldn't help cheering, with excitement and joy.

Those on the losing side seemed a little silent.

However, their silence did not last long, and was soon completely broken.

They shouted, defiantly and defiantly.

Hiding in the hemp field, silently witnessing the end of a strange game, and seeing the current scene, Han Cheng couldn't help reaching out and touching his head, looking puzzled.

How is this going?

The primitive people who have always been known for their frankness and honesty, actually have tricks and denials?

Under his suspicious gaze, things soon changed.

The loser stood up in front of the loom amidst the shouts of the people on their side.

He stood up from the front of the loom and walked away, looking relaxed all over.

He twisted his body vigorously a few times.

Then he beat his chest vigorously with his hands a few times to show his strength.

As for the person who was very good at weaving and could beat him completely, the smile on his face froze within a short time.

He looked at the man who kept beating his chest, with some embarrassment and hesitation on his face.

Just as that person felt embarrassed about weaving, he also felt embarrassed about the next thing.

However, although he felt embarrassed, he still stood up from the front of the loom, and after moving his body a bit, he walked towards the man who was obviously stronger than him.

Contrary to Han Cheng's expectation, the two people who seemed to have a good fight did not fight.

After getting together, they came to a place, and everyone moved away one after another, revealing a large open space.

Then the strong man bent down to pick up a stone that had been placed there from the ground, opened his posture, and threw it out forcefully.

The stone flew out far away, and it fell completely after leaping a long distance.

People belonging to the two camps ran over together, and inserted a very conspicuous wooden stick in their hands on the mark where the stone landed.

Then he returned with the stone and handed it into the hands of the man who had not yet thrown it.

This person who is very good at weaving took over the stone at this time, but he felt a little apprehensive in his heart.

He held it, stretched it vigorously a few times, made a full posture, and then threw it forcefully.

However, the result was not so good.

It can be seen that he has tried his best to throw, but it is still not as far as the man next to him.

It's not a short distance.

Glancing at the guy who can only weave, this strong man can't help but raise his head.

Then, he picked up an extremely sharp wooden stick with one end shaved from the side, and threw it out with all his strength.

The javelin-like wooden stick flew across the sky again, falling far ahead.

Someone went out again, pulled out the spear, and stuck a wooden stick in the place where the spear landed as a mark.

Then came the man who was a good weaver and threw it.

The result is obvious, and he is still no match for this.

After these two competitions were over, the two quickly wrestled together again.

After some scuffling, the stronger man gained the upper hand and won.

"x-on:#W#!"

Those who belonged to the strong camp cheered loudly.

It means that they have already won, and the leader should be the person they elected!

He is so good!

It is so powerful!

And he is very good at hunting.

Only such a person is worthy to be the leader of his own tribe!

Only such people can lead the people in the tribe, defend the tribe, and bring a high enough sense of security to the tribe!

To be able to bring enough food to the tribe!

Moreover, in the past, when the leader was elected in the tribe, this was the case, and it was held by the strong!

"x-on:#Wx-on:#..."

What they said was quickly refuted by the other party.

They talked emotionally, pointing their fingers at the loom and the food storage place in the tribe from time to time.

Their meaning is also very clear, saying that the tribe can live such a life not by hunting, but by weaving!

Up to now, the food brought by weaving far exceeds the food obtained by hunting in the tribe!

If you still rely on hunting all the time, the people in your own tribe will still be hungry and full, and you will not be able to live such a life at all, and the number of people in the tribe will not increase so fast!

The choice of leader in the tribe should be based on who can bring enough food to the tribe and lead the people in the tribe to live well.

Instead of looking at other!

Other things cannot be eaten as food.

Similar quarrels and competitions have been carried out many times.

The members of the Fire Tribe, who were divided into two parts, insisted on their own opinions, and no one could convince the other.

So much so that the old leader of their tribe has been dead for a long time, and the new leader of their tribe has not been elected yet.

Since these days, their tribe has been preoccupied with choosing a leader, and the rest of the things have been delayed.

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