Chapter 635 Encounter

In the early morning, some tribesmen found blood in the river.

"I followed the river upstream and found... found the body of the boy from Huifu's family. He was dead, his stomach was thrown open, and his head was cut off."

The woman who ran to the station cried and yelled. It can be seen that she was really scared.

Huifu's family escaped from the jackal tribe with Zhuoma's family. The boy in her family is about the same age as Zhuoma.

"The enemy is in the east, how can it come from the west? Are you seeing things?"

Zhuoma's mother grabbed the woman's hand and asked, but before the man could answer, a figure rushed over. It was Huifu's daughter-in-law.

"Where is my son? Where is he?"

She also heard the voice in the tent and ran out in a hurry.

"Go west along the river, not far from the settlement."

The woman finally calmed down a little after being comforted by Zhuoma's mother. As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and pointed to the west.

After hearing this, the Gray Talisman wife wanted to run west, but Zhuoma grabbed her, causing anger and hatred.

"Take your weapons, and let's go together."

Zhuoma ignored her anger and hatred and said, "You still have a little son, he needs your care."

This sentence calmed the Gray Talisman wife down a little, and she hurried back to the tent to get a bow and arrow, but the others were stunned.

They didn't dare to go.

"If we don't figure out who the enemy is, we will all just wait to die. It's safer to go together. Take all the children, cattle and sheep."

Zhuoma's words finally got everyone moving. They took their bows and arrows and followed the woman who first discovered the eldest son of the Huifu family to the west.

Just after passing a hillside, they saw the body of the eldest son of the Huifu family. His stomach was thrown open and his head was cut off. He died in a terrible way.

"My child."

The daughter-in-law of the Huifu family shouted sadly, threw herself on the body, picked up the child's head, and wanted to put it on the child's body.

But how could she do this? It only made the younger son suffer.

Zhuoma walked forward to take a look, and said to his mother who followed him: "It's not a beast, it's a head cut off by a stone tool. I can't tell who did it."

"Who else could it be? It must be those enemies. They are coming to kill us, coming to kill us."

The daughter-in-law of Huifu family cried and shouted, Zhuoma said nothing.

Everyone waited for a while, but in the end, nothing was found, so they all retreated to their place of residence.

"You can't act alone anymore. You have to bring a bow and arrow when you go out. The grassland is too chaotic now. You may encounter enemies, or it may be done by our own people."

Zhuoma said.

"Can our own people do this?"

The daughter-in-law of the Huifu family walked out of the tent and yelled at Zhuoma: "It was you, it was you who asked everyone to leave the Jackal Tribe. Now that my son is dead, are you satisfied?"

Zhuoma frowned but said nothing.

Her father had said that she would marry the eldest son of the Huifu family, but she was unwilling. In addition, the war broke out, so the matter has been delayed.

Now that this has happened, the daughter-in-law of the Huifu family said so, and she really couldn't say anything.

"You are not allowed to say that about my sister."

Ye'er jumped out and pointed at the daughter-in-law of the Huifu family who was staring at Zhuoma viciously.

"We will avenge you when Huifu comes back. Let's go."

The daughter-in-law of the Huifu family ignored Ye'er, who was still a child, and just glared at Zhuoma viciously.

She turned around and began to pack up the tent, wrapped the body of her eldest son in animal skin and put it on the back of the ox, then pulled her youngest son away to the south.

When she was far away, Zhuoma spoke: "Let's go too, it's not safe here."

"Where to go?"

Zhuoma's mother asked.

"To the east, since the danger is in the west, let's go east."

Zhuoma said.

"East...what if there are enemies in the east?"

A woman couldn't help asking.

"The alliance will not kill the old and weak, and the human king will not kill the old and weak. This is the rule on the grassland."

Zhuoma said.

She has read books and has some understanding of the alliance and the human king. Unlike these people, they only think that they are flood beasts.

"But they are enemies."

Some women said dissatisfiedly. They could not completely trust Zhuoma, especially after the incident with the eldest son of the Huifu family.

"You can choose. Those who are willing to follow me to the east can go east. Those who are not willing can go by themselves."

Zhuoma said indifferently.

She knew that these people were not in agreement with her. She didn't know how many people even thought that she was the one who killed the eldest son of the Huifu family.

She didn't want to guess what these people were thinking, and she had no intention of guessing.

In her opinion, the Human King and the Alliance Army were not as dangerous as they seemed, and the chaotic grassland was the source of danger.

Regardless of whether these people believed it or not, she insisted on her own ideas, so she would rather move in the direction where the enemy came from than go south or west.

"Let's go with Huifu's family."

Someone suggested, but Zhuoma didn't care. Instead, he asked his mother to pack up and prepare to move east.

When those people saw Zhuoma didn't say anything, they began to pull people away. In the end, they pulled more than 70 people out of the team of more than 100 people.

"Xiangdong, is there really a way out?"

Seeing that Zhuoma's family had packed up their things and were ready to move east, someone among the more than 30 people under him finally came out to ask.

"The grassland is in chaos now. No one knows what happened to the men in each family."

Zhuoma calmly analyzed for everyone: "If we lose the war, our future life will be miserable, so it is not surprising that people killed people and robbed livestock."

Everyone nodded, and they felt that Zhuoma was right.

"If the eldest son of the Huifu family was killed by their own people, why didn't they come to rob cattle and sheep?"

Someone else asked.

"Because we have many people and we have bows and arrows."

Zhuoma said: "There are no warriors among us. We are all women and children. Everyone is afraid. The killers and the killed are all afraid."

"I don't want to be killed, and I don't want to kill people."

A woman and a child said in fear.

"Then we must go to a safe place. No matter whether we are the killers or the killed, we dare not go east, because there are enemies in the east."

Zhuoma said.

"The enemies don't kill people?"

someone else asked.

Zhuoma said nothing, took her brother, took her mother, and a dozen familiar people and went directly to the east.

No one knew whether the enemies would kill people or not, but based on her understanding of the Human King and the Alliance, they would not kill people. But if she told these people, would they believe it?

It is not so important whether they believe it or not. In such a chaotic time, just take care of yourself.

I just hope that my father will not die on the battlefield and the family can be reunited.

Seeing that Zhuoma was getting farther and farther away, these people finally caught up.

After all, they have lived in the city for a long time and are somewhat unfamiliar with the prairie. If they really have to choose, they don't know where to go. They

walked all the way east and stopped after three days.

They stopped here not because Zhuoma felt it was far enough, but because there was a forest here.

"There are not enough arrows. We need to make more and build some more chevaux de frise. It will be safer."

Zhuoma acted as if she was going to stay here permanently.

"Is it far enough?"

Zhuoma's mother asked with some concern.

"It should be enough."

Zhuoma comforted her mother, but when she looked west, she was hesitant.

In the past few days, blood appeared from time to time in the river, proving that the situation in the west was worse than she expected.

Zhuoma and his party settled down here, herding, making arrows and chevaux de frise, and the thirty-odd people seemed very busy.

After about ten days, the whole settlement had taken shape, and some familiar people suddenly came from the west.

They were the people who left with Huifu's wife. Originally, there were more than seventy of them.

But now, there were only more than thirty people left.

"It's the Jackal Tribe. They are crazy. They kill whoever they see and rob cattle, sheep and children."

The people who came over panted and looked at Zhuoma with pleading eyes.

Now, Zhuoma is the leader here. If they, the former traitors, want to be taken in, they need Zhuoma's approval.

"How is Huifu's wife?"

Zhuoma asked.

"She died to protect her little son."

The woman said, and a child was pushed out from the back of the team. It was Hui Fu's little son.

Zhuoma had some sadness in her eyes, and said, "Let's rest quickly. We have to go east tomorrow. It's not safe here either."

This time, no one objected.

The next morning, Zhuoma led everyone to the east again. This time, they walked for ten days before stopping again.

"There are trees and rivers. Let's stay here and make more chevaux de frise and arrows to prevent any accidents."

Zhuoma said.

More than sixty people stopped obediently and began to build tents, make chevaux de frise and bows and arrows.

Zhuoma chose to stop here because there had been no bloodstains in the river for two days, and she felt that the distance was far enough. They

lived there peacefully for three days, and then something happened again.

On the morning of the fourth day, Zhuoma was awakened by screams. When she walked out of her tent with a bow and arrow, she saw people outside pointing across the river in surprise.

Zhuoma looked over and saw a group of people appearing across the river.

Those people were wearing loose, strange armor, and some linen clothes could be seen through the gaps in the armor.

"They are people from the alliance."

A woman pointed at the people across the river in horror.

Zhuoma nodded. Of course she could recognize that the people across the river were from the alliance. Few people in the tribe had such complete armor.

Even if there were, they rarely wore linen clothes under the armor, because the linen clothes were too damaged and they were reluctant to throw them away.

"There are bloodstains on their armor, and some of them are injured."

Someone else pointed to the back of the couple and said.

Zhuoma also noticed that there were several people lying behind the team of more than ten people in front of them, with their armor aside, as if they were wrapped in linen.

There were bloodstains on their bodies and on their armor.

These people looked at them quietly, without any movement of their hands, but their eyes would wander over the cattle and sheep, and also wander over the bows and arrows in their hands.

"What should we do?"

a woman said in horror.

They were afraid, but they still held the bows and arrows steadily. If they wanted to shoot, this distance was still enough.

"Don't shoot, and move the tents away from the river."

Zhuoma said, and began to get everyone moving and moving a distance to the north.

The leader on the other side nodded to Zhuoma in mid-air, and then they also retreated southward.

The two sides were separated by a river and each stationed themselves.