The sun slowly sets, and the chaotic place gradually becomes quiet.

In front of the gate of the Qingque tribe, not too far from the big pit, there was a group of people lying in all directions.

These people had their hands and feet tied with ropes. Except for a few who were sitting here, the rest were lying or crawling on the ground in strange postures, like silkworms wrapped in cocoons.

Surrounding them were people from the Green Bird tribe, holding sharp stone spears pointing at them. The fear of death gripped them tightly, and except for the occasional suppressed groan of pain, it was extremely quiet here, without a trace of other sounds.

The people of the Tengshe tribe stayed here quietly, waiting for their unknown fate in fear.

"Walk!"

Shouts were heard from afar, and the eldest brother who had returned last and a few others were escorting two people who were soaking wet, and came back with the people who had gone to pick them up.

The two guys were chased so anxiously that they jumped directly into the river of the Qingque tribe. Unfortunately, they couldn't swim. The result of jumping into the river was that they drank a bellyful of water. Then, the eldest brother and others who were guarding the shore used the things in their hands to hook them out. After wetting their lips a little, they walked towards the place that frightened them, staggering with every step.

Seeing that the eldest brother and the others returned safely, Han Cheng, who had a tense expression on his face, finally showed a smile. At this point, all the people from the Qingque tribe who participated in the pursuit had returned, and there were no casualties.

Except for one person who was seriously injured, the rest of the people were basically uninjured, and not even a few had minor injuries.

I'm just too tired after chasing for so long.

There were 68 people from the Teng Snake tribe captured, and 31 people died.

Together, there are as many as ninety-nine people!

In other words, in this battle, the Tengshe tribe lost at least ninety-nine people!

Most of those who died died in traps and the initial rain of arrows.

During the subsequent chase, because Han Cheng had specifically prepared for the fight, the people of the Qingque tribe did not kill them. Except for a few who resisted fiercely, the rest of the people survived.

Han Cheng had previously made a rough estimate of the number of people in the Tengshe tribe, and there were about one hundred and twenty of them.

In other words, in this battle, less than thirty people from the Tengshe tribe escaped.

After this battle, this powerful evil tribe can be said to have been defeated by them.

Such a huge gap would be extremely surprising if one only looked at the results, but after adding in all the conditions before and during the war, such a result becomes a matter of course.

After arranging Liang to clean the wounds of two seriously injured people in the tribe, Han Cheng asked about the situation of several important members of the tribe, including the eldest brother, and then asked someone to call Tumao.

War is important, and post-war handling is equally important.

After all, the purpose of fighting before the war was to ensure that one's own interests were not violated, and now is the time to reap the dividends.

What we need to do most now is to further deter these captured people and appease them to a certain extent.

Using a combination of kindness, severity, hardness and flexibility, after initially stabilizing them, they began to quickly treat their injuries.

Try to minimize the number of deaths.

After all, these captives are the most important spoils for the Qingque tribe.

There was no bone injury in Rabbit Hair's leg, only the skin and flesh were pierced. After a period of rest and recuperation, his injury has recovered a lot.

If you don't walk fast, you can't tell how lame you are.

But that was before the war. After the war, Tumao started to limp again. He felt weak when he walked and was about to have the shakes.

Especially when he walked past the trap that had not been cleaned in time due to the rush, and saw the unicorn covered in blood, lying motionless in the pit in a somewhat strange posture, and completely dead, his legs became even more lame.

What did he see!

The unicorn, which seemed to him to be too powerful to be matched, died just like that, without even reaching the gate of the tribe, and without hurting a single person.

The tribe he once lived in, which had attacked several tribes in the past few years, had almost no ability to resist and was wiped out.

After seeing the people of this tribe setting traps and preparing for battle, he actually felt that the evil tribe could not defeat this tribe.

Even so, they never thought that the evil tribe, which was so powerful that no other tribe could withstand their edge, would be beaten so miserably and defeated so easily!

Fortunately, I was sent here in advance by the witch as a spy, otherwise, I might have died today.

"Son of God."

"witch."

"leader."

The Qingque tribe has always been carrying out cultural erosion on those who have newly joined the tribe and increasing their cultural identity as quickly as possible.

So after living here for a while, Tumao can already speak some simple Mandarin, the only official language of the Qingque tribe.

When he came here, he respectfully greeted the three giants of the Qingque tribe, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

Especially when greeting the Son of God, who looked like he had only recently reached adulthood and did not look very young and strong, he was most respectful, and even a little panicked.

Having lived in the Qingque tribe for a period of time, he saw all the arrangements made by the young Son of God during the defense of the Tengshe tribe. It was these arrangements that led to such great results today.

Rabbit Hair also truly witnessed the power of wisdom.

In the past, Tumao admired strong people the most. After experiencing this incident, he respected wise people even more.

Because no matter how strong a person is, he cannot kill the terrifying unicorn, but wisdom can do it easily.

"Look in here, those are the leaders of the evil tribe and the like, find them out."

Han Cheng nodded at the rabbit hair and spoke.

If it was so long, Tumao would have difficulty understanding it and needed Shang to translate it.

After understanding Han Cheng's meaning, Tumao did not dare to delay and hurried to look at the dead bodies that were lined up in a row.

"￥%6!"

Not long after that, Rabbit Hair pointed at one of the corpses and shouted.

Is this a leader of the Tengshe tribe?

Looking at the corpse that Tumao was pointing at, Han Cheng's face twitched involuntarily.

Han Cheng had a very deep memory of this guy whose hair was obviously smoother than that of the other members of the Tengshe tribe.

Because this guy was pulled out from under the woolly rhinoceros.

To be more precise, it was pulled out from the woolly rhinoceros's land of reincarnation.

This warrior who risked his life to fight the woolly rhinoceros is actually a leader?

This... this is indeed heroic.

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