Divine Desert Island Survival System

"People from Karazhan are attacking!"

An aunt's sharp voice woke up the sleeping Zhao Yunxiang. He got up unhurriedly and came to the center of the tribe with a bow and a few arrows.

It was already afternoon, and there were shadows in the dense forest not far ahead, and many people were walking on tiptoe.

Xiaoqiang and other elites are already ready to attack. They are waiting for Zhao Yunxiang's order and are always ready to attack.

"Everyone line up in a row, wait for them to rush out of the jungle, listen to my order and start shooting arrows." Zhao Yunxiang looked at the dark dense forest, there were not a few people in the forest, at least as many as 60.

"Boss, the Karazhan tribe has always been a very powerful tribe, with a large number of hundreds of people." Xiaoqiang said, "Because the tribe's customs often sacrifice their lives to their gods, generally people over 40 years old are the best." .”

"So, their tribe is basically young and strong?" Zhao Yunxiang thought for a while, and he probably understood.

The sacrificing life of the Karazhan tribe is indeed very powerful. In order not to affect the survival of the tribe, the sacrificing life will choose more than 40 savages.

The savage lives in a difficult life, and the living environment is even worse. At the age of 40, all functions of the body are basically useless.

At least……

The most glorious hunting group in the tribe is that there will be no savages over 40, and they cannot participate in hunting. They can only do construction or clean caves in the tribe.

And it will also consume the limited water and food in the tribe. Instead of doing nothing like this, it is better to serve as a sacrifice.

"Perhaps...the real purpose of these sacrifices is just to wipe out the population." Zhao Yunxiang is quite clear about the methods of those in power.

Just like ancient wars, launching a war wastes money and wastes lives, and the main purpose of doing so is to wipe out the population.

When the population is reduced to a certain level, the war will stop, and those who survive will be able to distribute food equally and survive.

If those in power do not advocate war, the limited amount of food will be exhausted by a large number of people, and eventually the vast majority of people will be hungry. When people are hungry, they can do anything, and even threaten the status of those in power.

In the jungle...

"Captain, I can confirm that the Buwanga tribe has a lot of meat, as well as god fire and clear water. I also found that they live in strange things."

A Karazhan scout with good eyesight said that his job was to climb to a high place and observe the situation.

"A lot of meat, divine fire, water... unexpectedly there is such a comfortable place to live." The leader of the hunting team held a spear, and his spear blade was made of semi-precious stones.

The gem is hard and brittle, and the spear blades made of it are extremely sharp, and the people of Karazhan can use poison.

This kind of poison is taken from nature. There is a kind of tree root system that contains a lot of yellow-white sap. When the sap is applied to the spear blade, as long as the skin of the prey is pierced, the toxin will enter the heart along with the blood, and finally the seven orifices bleed to death.

They are used to hunting with toxins. Although the flesh and blood of the poisoned prey is also poisonous, the toxins will dissipate after being roasted with fire.

"Captain, are we still going to make a move?" A savage asked, he hadn't eaten barbecue for a long time, and he didn't expect that a small Buwanga tribe would have a magic fire.

"One thing has always been strange." The captain always felt that something was wrong. "He has obviously spotted us. There is a huge difference in strength between the two, but why don't they run away, and instead have the intention of fighting us?"

This matter, no matter how you look at it, is wrong, especially the strange semi-circular arc in their hands, what is that, is it a weapon?

"Maybe it's because of fire and meat, because the tribe has too much delicious food, so they want to guard these things." The savage who resembled a scout concluded.

"It makes sense..." The captain also felt that he might be worrying too much, "A small Buvanga tribe, we, the elite hunting group, can eliminate you three times!"

"Everyone listen to my password, rush to me! Slaughter them, snatch fire and food!"

The captain was the first to rush out of the jungle, followed by more than 60 savages.

"This battle is really big enough!" Zhao Yunxiang squinted at the galloping savage army, and his eyes stayed on the spears in the hands of some savages.

"Fuck, it's extravagant enough to use gems as weapons, local tyrant!" Zhao Yunxiang once did a ruby ​​business, but he knew that it was a ruby ​​from a distance, and the purity was not low. In modern times, it is definitely a sought-after item .

"Boss, aren't we going to release the arrow?" Xiao Hei had already drawn the arrow and drew the bow. Seeing that they were getting closer, Zhao Yunxiang didn't move at all.

"Let the arrow!"

Following Zhao Yunxiang's order, the Buwanga savages in a row released the first row of arrows, more than 30 arrows.

The savages practiced archery for several hours. Although they couldn't hit every shot, they still couldn't miss the target. In addition, the savages of the Karazhan tribe were densely packed, and they became living targets.

"Puff puff puff..."

A row of arrows pierced through the savage's leather armor, flesh and blood with a powerful piercing sound, and some were even pierced through.

"Plop... plop..."

A dozen savages fell down, and they were also very surprised. They were so far away, why could the people of the Buwanga tribe attack themselves?

When his partners fell, the captain felt that something was wrong, and his forward speed slowed down. He planned to observe first.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen savages fell down, and some of them died directly!

"What's going on here?" The captain observed and found that his companion was killed by a long and thin wooden stick.

A wooden stick is not thicker than a little finger, why is it so strong?

"No, something's wrong!" The captain frowned, and saw several companions fall when he looked up. He saw the slender wooden stick hit his companions, and a blood mist burst out.

"Everyone immediately..." The captain ordered everyone to prepare to evacuate and return to the jungle.

But before he finished speaking, he only felt a pain in his throat, and a strong impact brought him down.

"Ho ho ho ho..." The captain clutched his throat hard, blood flowed from his fingers, and finally his eyes lost their luster, and what he finally saw was a slender, somewhat fair, strange man.

The captain of the Karazhan tribe died, and most of the hunting team didn't notice it. They only had one thought in their minds, which was to slaughter the group of weak chickens, and then rob them of their women and food, as well as the god fire and clear water, as well as the weird-looking chickens. thatched cottage.

Most of the warriors of the Karazhan tribe had been killed or injured. When they rushed to a distance of 10 meters from the Buwanga tribe, someone finally discovered that something was wrong.

"Stop, stop, our people... what's wrong?" The savage who acted as a scout finally realized something was wrong. He turned around and saw a pile of dead bodies on the ground, some of them were still groaning while hugging their wounds.

"They are almost all dead, do you choose to die or surrender?" Zhao Yunxiang asked coldly, drawing his bow and arrow.