Chapter 512 Fight to the End

Recalling the children who died in the last war, the leader turned away with a look of pain on his face.

He didn't want others to notice his painful expression.

Chiyanjiao people do not shed tears physiologically, so they cannot move precious water out of the body in this extravagant way. He just expresses his emotions through throat humming.

But as the leader of the entire tribe, he would not do this.

There was silence in the cave.

After a long time, the chief asked the old man who was still drawing circles on the sand: "How long will it be until the next King Kong attack? How much population do we still have?"

"Theoretically, there are still 124 days... which may be the time for them to digest. And I infer that the abundance of food has led to the birth of young individuals, and some diamonds have enlarged abdomens, and their last food intake has increased significantly... …This time interval may be shortened!”

After answering this question, the old man named Anmeide drew a circle on the ground. After seeing the circles and numbers on the ground, he seemed to be fascinated, and he even forgot to answer the next question.

"Alas!" Upon hearing this not-so-good news, the leader sighed deeply and did not blame him.

This wise man named "Anmid" is the wisest individual in the entire tribe and has survived for more than three hundred years.

He also gained a high status in the tribe because of his wisdom.

The tribe has always admired strength, but during that escape, it began to gradually advocate wisdom.

Jumping between islands is not that simple, because these islands are moving quickly in space and are not stationary. Although the Red Flame Cape people have excellent eyesight, and the membrane in their eyes can form a telescope-like structure, they also have some innate instincts in their brains that can roughly estimate the trajectory of movement.

But instinct and concrete calculation are completely different things.

During those more than a hundred years, the wise men invented weapons, mathematics and writing, which made the entire tribe stronger.

A year ago, because of the existence of this wise man, the Red Flame Horned Man killed King Kong for the first time in history!

Recalling that battle, the chief still had lingering fears.

A huge King Kong fell into a carefully prepared trap, but it was completely impossible for such a trap to trap this species with amazing jumping power. And his most courageous child, Cardia, is in the trap, fighting to the death with King Kong.

The long tail was outlined on King Kong's body, and blood was flying everywhere. The crazy shouting implies the final despair... Chief Gondor still remembers the child's roar before his death.

At this moment, hundreds of rays of light fell from the sky, and the scorching sunlight was concentrated on a single point, and one of King Kong's eyes was directly destroyed!

The warrior dies in battle and will never rise again.

But the entire tribe harvested a King Kong as a trophy, which was already an epic victory!

Recalling the tragedy before the child's death, the chief's eyes slowly began to become determined.

He knew deeply that now was a critical moment for the survival of the entire tribe. If King Kong breeds more individuals due to abundant food, the strength of both parties will become greater and greater, and the entire tribe will face the ultimate tragedy.

It can't be delayed any longer!

"Red Flame Horn people are never afraid of death!"

Because of the thin atmosphere, he had to use a very large lung capacity to roar a loud voice. His body had bulged up like a rubber ball and began to absorb a large amount of gas. The unique physiological structure makes every Chiyanjiao person have a huge lung capacity. They also have a special gas compression organ in their bodies to store large amounts of gas.

Hearing his roar, an elder came out from deeper underground.

"Let us wake up all the tribesmen and fight to the death!"

After inhaling the gas, this Red Flame Horn man expanded more than ten times in size. When he spoke, he released this part of the gas and his voice became extremely high-pitched: "Now is our best chance. Several Vajra heads are in the process of pregnancy." , weak bodies... Once we let them survive this period, we will never have a chance again!”

"I have decided that the Red Flame Horn people will fight until their last breath!"

The emotions of this group of elders were quickly aroused. Years of fleeing have allowed this large tribe to develop a wolf culture. Only the smartest and bravest can serve as chieftains, and Gondor's performance over the years has convinced everyone.

After they understood the situation, they looked enthusiastic and roared one after another. At the same time, they inflated themselves like a balloon, making their voices louder and louder.

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

After the group of people became slightly tired, Amide, who was still calculating, stood up. As an elder and a wise man, he said in a lower voice: "You made the right choice."

"But we can't go all out and let all the warriors join the battle. What if we lose, what should our children do? Our culture and bloodline will lose their inheritance. Without enough inheritance, they will not be able to survive under the holy ruins. Keep standing.”

"So I suggest that we must reserve some manpower and conduct a great escape. Even if we all die in battle, we can spare enough time for them to escape... Also, Gondor, we must choose a temporary tribal heir. This The heir must be full of wisdom and strength."

Gondor, that is the name of this chief. As a leader, it is his duty to find another way out for civilization.

All the Red Flame Horns present were silent. Joining the escape team means survival; participating in the war means death with a high probability. Everyone knows the combat power of King Kong. How many they can kill and whether they can win is still unknown.

Fear of death is the nature of intelligent life. The Red Flame Horns did not create too many religions to soothe the panic of the unknown. They only have one "Father God", that is... a star that can directly heat people to death.

"I will join the war!" The chief roared, without much hesitation, and said directly: "My third child, Pi, will be my heir."

After a moment of silence, Anmed also said: "I am old, so I will join this war. It is not bad to be a bait."

As soon as this sentence came out, it immediately attracted a lot of objections. After years of fleeing, the role and prestige of the wise have gradually grown. Physical strength will always have its limits, but wisdom has a tendency to be unfathomable...

"My three students have inherited part of the knowledge, and they can already calculate the movement of the island..." Anmid's eyes dimmed slightly: "I will record the rest of the knowledge on the bark."

"Old, old... I want to see the Father God. The opportunity should be left to the young, right?"

Hearing his words, the Red Flame Horns were silent for a while, showing a sad expression. Then they began to express their opinions one by one, and almost everyone wanted to join this almost certain death war.

This group of people shouted and screamed, becoming more and more excited, as if they were rushing to the arms of death together, and reducing the fear in their hearts.

It was not until later that the chief had to forcibly assign two elders and asked them to join the escape team.

After making the decision, he said in a high voice: "We will die, but we will return to the embrace of the Father!"

"Father!"

"Father!"

A group of Chiyanjiao people waved their hands, their voices were tragic and low.

Then, the sleeping tribesmen underground were called one by one. This hibernation-like process is also a way for the Chiyanjiao people to reduce energy loss in harsh conditions.

They exchange heat and cold through their long tails, and can synthesize some organic matter at the same time.

"For our tomorrow, we must take the initiative to fight!" Facing nearly 10,000 pairs of eyes that began to wake up, the chief roared loudly.

All the tribesmen were very quiet. The days of disasters lasted too long, as if they were numb, without any noise or panic.

It seemed that they were just announcing a small matter...

Then came the sacrifice.

Without enough oxygen concentration, of course, there was no fire, and the Chiyanjiao people still eat raw food.

They began to kneel in front of a "Lilith" with a diameter of more than ten meters. The tribesmen who had died were buried here. Even if the Red Flame Horns are poor, they will not eat their own kind. Although they are omnivores, they mostly eat plants.

The bodies and blood of the tribe members will be transformed into nutrients for "Lilith", indirectly nourishing the entire tribe again.

The horns, scales and tendons of the dead will be made into the best weapons.