I am a Primitive Man

The fourth leader of the Flying Snake Tribe, lying in the dirt, broke out in a cold sweat.

Had he been discovered?

As this thought crossed his mind, he wanted to jump up and flee, worried that the tribe’s people would rush out and kill him.

The battle from a few years ago had left him with a significant psychological scar.

At that moment, he noticed something else.

A few staggering figures appeared a certain distance away from him.

These people had just emerged from the forest, and upon hearing the alarm from the strange tribe, they not only did not stop but hurried towards the strange tribe with all their might.

The fourth leader of the Flying Snake Tribe recognized these figures as the dark-skinned tribe leader who had previously escaped from them.

What were they doing here?

Feeling a false alarm, the fourth leader of the Flying Snake Tribe lay even more flat against the ground, watching the stumbling figures heading towards the strange tribe with a look of confusion and puzzlement.

He wanted to go out and kill these people, but it was merely a thought.

He looked at the numerous people appearing on the strange cliff from a distance and could only lie still and do nothing.

Within the Green Sparrow Tribe.

When the alarm went off, Han Cheng crouched on the ground with Bai Xue, slowly drawing threads from the boiled silkworm cocoons.

This was genuine silk extraction.

It wasn’t easy without prior practice.

When the alarm sounded, Han Cheng stood up, still holding a silkworm cocoon with its head opened, and slowly wrapped the silk around a wooden stick.

The other members of the Green Sparrow Tribe reacted quickly but did not expect a significant incident.

After all, a large quantity of fruit was ripening and was a season of ample food. Usually, no tribe would launch an attack during this time.

However, this thought quickly diminished, and everyone’s mood shifted from indifference to seriousness.

“What?”

Surprised by the announcement, Han Cheng passed the silk cocoon to Bai Xue and hurried with the Eldest Senior Brother, who had a serious expression, towards the gate. Ŗ𝘢NÓ𝖇Ë𝙨

Climbing up the ladder to the wall, Han Cheng saw several people from the Donkey Tribe standing at the gate.

The Donkey Tribe leader and his companions were in a pitiful state. They supported each other, looking hopeful and pleading as they gazed up at the wall.

Upon seeing Han Cheng appear, the Donkey Tribe leader’s eyes lit up, and his expression became even more pleading.

“…”

He weakly spoke, pleading for help.

Seeing this, Han Cheng’s heart tightened. The Donkey Tribe had likely been attacked, most likely by another tribe.

After confirming that only these few members of the Donkey Tribe were around, Han Cheng ordered the gate to be opened to let the nine members in and quickly descended the ladder himself.

“…”

The Donkey Tribe leader was in a pitiful state, with deep-set eyes and cracked, dry lips.

The worst injury was to one arm, severely swollen, with yellow fluid oozing from it.

The other seven were in almost as bad a condition, all bearing wounds.

When the Donkey Tribe leader saw Han Cheng, he began to lament and plead.

At this point, he had no other options; all he could think of was this wealthy and powerful tribe.

They had previously defeated the attacks from the evil tribe and had annihilated the Bone Tribe that had attacked them.

Now that his tribe had faced utter devastation, the only chance for revenge lay with this wealthy, powerful, and kind tribe.

Without this thought supporting him, he might have collapsed on the road.

"Don't rush. Take your time to explain," Han Cheng said to the anxious Donkey Tribe leader.

He then had people support them in the courtyard.

The tribe’s gate was tightly shut, and many people stood on the walls.

Someone brought some cool water, which the members of the Donkey Tribe drank greedily, improving their condition somewhat.

The leader set the cup aside and continued to speak, pleading with the Green Sparrow Tribe to help them exact revenge.

To this end, the Donkey Tribe leader even promised to join the Green Sparrow Tribe.

Han Cheng’s expression darkened, and the Green Sparrow Tribe members who heard the news also looked troubled.

Especially Shang, who had a similar experience with the Donkey Tribe.

Faced with the Donkey Tribe leader’s plea, Han Cheng did not immediately agree. After a moment of silence, he asked the Eldest Senior Brother to inquire about the details of the situation.

After a long while, Han Cheng clenched his fist and instructed the people on the walls to be extra cautious. He also directed the Eldest Senior Brother and others to prepare weapons and food, planning to send people to the Donkey Tribe to investigate.

The militant Shang was the most enthusiastic. He wondered if the evil tribe attacking the Donkey Tribe was the same one that had attacked their tribe before.

On the other hand, Shaman appeared worried and expressed his concerns clearly.

He did not want the tribe members to wade into this mess. Being old, he wanted to develop and quietly watch the tribe grow stronger.

The recent death of Fire One made him cherish the tribe’s population even more.

Moreover, from the Donkey Tribe’s account, he knew that the attacking tribe was powerful and numerous.

Sending their people there might result in casualties if they encountered that tribe.

He expressed his worries by pointing at the walls, indicating his deeper fears.

Without the walls as their greatest defense, Shaman’s anxiety was hard to dispel.

Han Cheng understood Shaman’s concerns, but it was necessary to go. Some things had to be faced and could not be avoided.

“If we don’t go, they will surely attack our tribe one day. By going now, we can learn more about them.”

Han Cheng persuaded Shaman.

He was not speaking recklessly; his words were based on truth.

From the Donkey Tribe leader’s account, Han Cheng learned that the attack was due to pottery and salt.

The pottery and salt from the Donkey Tribe had been exchanged from their tribe.

There was a significant possibility that the attackers would trace their way to their tribe.

Even if they couldn’t come immediately, over time, they would eventually reach their tribe.

Rather than living in constant fear, it was better to take the initiative to understand the situation and gather information about the enemy.

Of course, Han Cheng’s decision was also directly related to the significant increase in the tribe’s strength after the recent merger with the Bone Tribe and the Green Tribe.

If the population were still as sparse as before, Han Cheng would never have allowed the tribe members to leave the safety of the walls and take the offensive.

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