Chronicles Of Primordial Wars (Ch. 271-500)

ch. 272

Chapter 272

Why did my ancestors place so many boxes here? This place is not just a day or two away from the tribe. If there were no dangerous creatures in the mountains, it would make more sense, but there are many dangerous creatures in the forest.

Shao Xuan walked over to the boxes with the torch. The boxes were tied with straw ropes, probably to keep the lid from falling during transportation.

However, after a closer look, it seems that the knots that tied the boxes together were more complicated than he first thought. The bundled straw ropes are tied into knots, the paint was applied, and the knot in the middle position was the symbol of the witch.

As for the others, the straw ropes used are relatively ordinary, but it cannot be said that the things contained in these boxes were of no value. Whatever is transported here by the ancestors were certainly of some value.

Shao Xuan intended to have a look at the boxes with rope knots that were different from the rest. However, he found that the knots were difficult to unravel and the ropes were much stronger. It was as if they hadn’t been there for a long time, they were still as strong as the day they were tied.

Cut them off?

Burn them.

Forget it, if the tribe knew that he was going to cut the ropes off, they would say that he was being disrespectful to the ancestors

Putting the few boxes with complicated knots aside, Shao Xuan turned to look at the boxes with more common bindings. Raising his hand he intended to undo the knot on a different box, but by just slightly touching it the straw ropes tying the box had broken. The broken parts had turned to dust.

This same occurrence happened to the rest of the rope tying the box. Perhaps due to the passage of time the grass ropes binding them had eventually turned to dust, but due to it being undisturbed all this time the image of the bindings had remained until he touched them.

The front of the boxes was high in density and the ropes used were different. Now, these densities are low, and Shao Xuan looks at the contents of the box without pressure.

Opening the box, Shao Xuan saw animal skins rolled neatly inside. Shao Xuan picked up a piece and looked at it, it recorded what happened to the Flaming Horns tribe in that year such as the number of harvests, disputes, and other miscellaneous information. He picked up another one, it held records various wars the Flaming Horns tribe and other tribes had been apart of at the time. it included the names of several tribes that Shao Xuan was familiar with such as the Qianbian tribe, the Weiba tribe etc. Several central tribes known to Shao Xuan were recorded on the animal skin.

What made the Flaming Horn tribe so hated by the others? However, Shao Xuan found his thoughts to be wrong, by looking at the other animal skins it was not that they were hated but that during the era it was a normal occurrence for wars between tribes to occur. According to the records on the animal skins, the tribes were not as peaceful as they were now. Perhaps for the travelers, the life outside now is very difficult, especially in the rest of the market, the long-distance teams of various tribes are killed every day.

However, compared to the records on the skin rolls, they were nothing. At best they were minor conflicts between distant teams from other tribes, the records on the animal skins however were of large-scale conflicts between tribes, full-scale wars. Three days and one small fight, ten days of a large-scale conflict.

Dislike someone?

Hit them!

Someone looked at you the wrong way?

Grab them!

See something you like?

Grab again!

Everything is based on strength, if you hit it and it it’s back? Kill it!