Three days later, a group of ten people shuttled through the forest, heading towards the next mountain. The forest was adjacent to the Chifeng tribe. They would not enter their territory, and the other party would not enter their territory to hunt.
After a day's journey, they arrived at the Dark River Tribe in the evening.
"Who are you?" The orc guarding the door stopped them.
"Chifeng tribe." An Hu gave his name.
The man guarding the door looked at them curiously and said, "Wait a moment. I'll go inform our leader."
After a while, the leader of the Dark River tribe came out leading a group of people.
The leading orc, Arteda, immediately spotted Yan Meng standing in the center of the group, and even more so, the wings on Yan Meng's back. He had long heard that the leader of the Chifeng tribe possessed wings, and indeed, they did.
Ataida stepped forward with a smile, "Welcome everyone from the Chifeng tribe to our Dark River tribe. I am Ataida, the leader of the Dark River tribe."
"Chifeng tribe leader, Yan Meng."
Arteda looked at Yan Meng with a smile, secretly sizing up Yan Meng in his eyes.
The leader of the Chifeng tribe is obviously a warrior.
"I've long heard of the Chifeng tribe leader's great name, and today I finally get to see him."
After the two sides exchanged greetings, Ateda led them into the tribe. On the way, An Hu took the opportunity to ask a lot of questions about the heavenly sacrifice and let them know some of it.
This heavenly sacrifice was jointly initiated by the leaders of several surrounding tribes in order to pray to the gods to bless the orcs living in this area.
There are many tribes coming here this time, three of which are old acquaintances.
One is the Lion Flame Tribe, one is the Three Stone Tribe, and one is the Tiger Tribe.
Speaking of these three tribes, their development over the past two years has been less than satisfactory, especially the Three Stones. Initially, the Three Stones were doing well, having managed to preserve their strength during the sudden disaster. However, migration and territorial disputes have led to conflicts between the tribes, resulting in the loss of many members. Furthermore, with the passing of the leader of Shangwu Peak, the new leader's boldness is no match for his.
As time went by, the Sanshi tribe gradually began to decline.
Like the Three Stones Tribe, the Lion Flame Tribe escaped the disaster and preserved its strength well, allowing their tribe to grow stronger and stronger. However, the good times did not last long. One day, they were attacked by wild beasts and were caught off guard, killing many female orcs and orcs.
As for the Tiger Tribe, which was once the most powerful, they lost most of their men and horses in that disaster, causing them to suffer heavy losses and they have not recovered to this day.
When the Chifeng tribe arrived, the three tribes had already arrived.
When the people of the Sanshi tribe saw Yan Meng, they shouted at him, "He is the god of misfortune and will bring us bad luck."
When the people of the Chifeng tribe heard that someone dared to question their leader in this way, they immediately became furious and wanted to rush forward to tear apart the people from the Sanshi tribe who were shouting nonsense, but they were stopped by Yan Meng.
Yan Meng looked at his former tribesmen, and suddenly the sadness he had felt before disappeared. It was as if the anger that had been suppressed in his heart had completely disappeared when he heard their curses and disgusted looks.
An Hu glared at the people from the Sanshi tribe angrily. "Yan Meng is the leader of our Chifeng tribe. If you dare to slander him again, don't blame us for being rude."
The leader of the Dark River Tribe, Atida, quickly stepped forward to act as a peacemaker. "Please don't be angry, everyone. Let's talk it over nicely."
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