Chapter 133: Jackal vs. Crow
On April 18th, the Crow Tribe and the Jackal Tribe each sent out most of their warriors to fight for a piece of forest, and several battles broke out within a day.
On April 19th, both sides came out in full force at the same time, even the totem gods came out.
Such a big commotion naturally attracted the attention of the surrounding tribes, and the Mountain Turtle Tribe even hoped that they would die together.
As for the Teng tribe, which was farther away, Jiang Xuan had been paying attention to the situation here, so he was naturally aware of the actions of the two tribes.
"Good opportunity, a great opportunity!"
Jiang Xuan was riding on Tangyuan and saw that the troops from the two tribes were gathering on a large scale.
He thought about it for a moment, then immediately rode Tangyuan back to the tribe. He needed to find help.
After returning to the tribe, he first found the old witch and asked him to borrow the giant eagle again to transport some warriors from the Vine Tribe.
"Are the Crow Tribe and the Jackal Tribe going to fight? I'll go and see too."
When the old witch heard the news from Jiang Xuan, he immediately became excited. He liked to watch the excitement, especially something as exciting as a tribal war.
Jiang Xuan said: "Okay, but we won't be able to take care of you then."
The old witch waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I will just stay away from you when the time comes."
Jiang Xuan knew that the old witch looked old and seemed like he would be buried at any time, but he had many tricks up his sleeve, so he didn't say anything more.
Afterwards, Jiang Xuan found Shi Qiu again and asked him to bring strong warriors with him.
Shi Qiu didn't ask any more questions. He picked out the five strongest warriors from Hunting Team 2, took their weapons, and followed Jiang Xuan.
Jiang Xuan explained the affairs of the tribe, and then took Shi Qiu and others to the battlefield between the Crow Tribe and the Jackal Tribe.
"Cry!"
Soon, in the Teng tribe, a giant eagle took off carrying the old witch, Shi Qiu and others.
Jiang Xuan was still riding on Tangyuan, and he and the giant eagle were rushing towards the battlefield one after the other.
When they arrived outside the forest, people from the Crow Tribe and the Jackal Tribe were confronting each other. The two sides were on the verge of swords being drawn, but no real fighting had taken place yet.
The Crow God and the Jackal God also came. The two totem gods faced each other from a distance, looking very imposing.
The giant eagle and Tangyuan landed on a hill near the forest. Jiang Xuan got off Tangyuan's back and saw countless crows circling over the forest. The largest one was the totem god of the Crow Tribe.
Jiang Xuan said to the old witch, "Old witch, just stay here and watch the fun. We'll go over there."
"Go ahead, and be safe."
The old witch waved his hand and watched Jiang Xuan and others enter the dense forest.
Jiang Xuan brought Shi Qiu and the others to the edge of the battlefield, and then they climbed up the dense trees to observe the situation.
Jiang Xuan watched for a while and said to Shi Qiu: "Although they are confronting each other, they may not want to fight. They may also want to talk and divide the territory clearly."
If two tribes of similar strength go to war, it is likely that both sides will suffer losses. Moreover, the Crow Tribe and the Jackal Tribe have fought several wars before, so they naturally understand this point better.
The best option is for both sides to deploy their troops and confront each other, put pressure on each other, and then negotiate to clearly divide the territory and avoid frequent friction in the future.
"Chief, what should we do then?" Shi Qiu was limited by his knowledge and did not understand why Jiang Xuan said that, but he believed in Jiang Xuan's judgment.
Jiang Xuan smiled and said, "If they really divide themselves up, they will deal with our Teng tribe, so we must let them fight!"
Only when the two enemies are busy at war will the Teng tribe have time to develop and may even get some benefits.
Jiang Xuan pondered for a moment and said, "Everyone, paint the totem pattern of the Crow Tribe."
Jiang Xuan took out the paint and fur that he had prepared long ago, as well as a piece of animal skin from the animal skin bag. On the skin were the totem patterns of the Crow Tribe and the Jackal Tribe that Jiang Xuan had copied.
Jiang Xuan mixed the paint, then dipped a hair brush in the paint and painted the totem patterns of the Crow Tribe on the faces of Shiqiu and the five warriors according to the totem patterns of the Crow Tribe on the animal skin scroll.
Then he asked Shi Qiu to help him draw it as well.
After finishing the painting, Jiang Xuan put away his things and said, "Follow me, we will infiltrate the Crow Tribe."
The seven people sneaked up to the Crow Tribe's team and appeared on the side of the Crow Tribe, hiding temporarily.
At this time, the situation of the two tribes was indeed similar to what Jiang Xuan had guessed. The two sides confronted each other for a long time, but no war broke out. Instead, the leaders of the two tribes walked to the front and threatened each other.
"I'll say it again, this place is closer to our Crow Tribe and it's our Crow Tribe's hunting ground!"
The leader of the Jackal tribe retorted: "Bullshit, you Crow tribe have only been here for a few days? This is obviously our Jackal tribe's hunting ground!"
Afterwards, both sides greeted each other with all kinds of obscene language and tried to occupy more forests as hunting grounds for the tribe.
The words from both sides were very heated, as if they were about to fight at any moment.
But what was strange was that the witches of the two tribes remained silent, and the two totem gods were just on guard against each other but did not take any action.
Jiang Xuan, who was hiding on the flank of the Crow Tribe, saw this scene and thought to himself: If they continue to curse like this, once they have vented their emotions, it will be time for real negotiations.
Jiang Xuan whispered to Shi Qiu beside him: "The opportunity for revenge has come, find a good position, aim at the leader of the Jackal Tribe, and shoot him!"
Stone Eel nodded, then climbed to a higher place to find a position to shoot the arrow.
When he found a good position, he immediately squatted down, took a deep breath, drew his bow and arrow, and began to aim at the leader of the Jackal Tribe.
He never forgot that the bison cow and calf that the second hunting team had finally captured some time ago were snatched away by the Jackal Tribe.
Now, the chance for revenge has come.
Shiqiu began to pull the bow slowly. In order to avoid being discovered, his movements were very slow and he tried not to make any sound.
Because the distance was far, he could only aim at the chest of the Jackal Tribe leader and shoot without hesitation.
"call out!"
The feather arrows cut through the sky and shot towards the leader of the Jackal Tribe at lightning speed.
The leader of the Jackal Tribe was also a four-color warrior with extremely sharp six senses. Even though his attention was on the leader of the Crow Tribe, he could still feel the danger coming when the feather arrow flew over.
But when he wanted to dodge, it was too late and he could only turn sideways.
"puff!"
The arrow hit the leader of the Jackal Tribe. Although it did not hit the vital point because he was leaning sideways, half of the arrow still pierced his chest.
This change was unexpected by everyone, including the leader of the Crow Tribe, who felt very confused.
At this moment, Jiang Xuan took the opportunity to shout: "This forest is our hunting ground. The Jackal Tribe is too bullying. Kill them!"
This arrow, coupled with Jiang Xuan's shout, instantly caused chaos in the two tribes! "Charge, kill all these damn crows!"
On the Jackal Tribe side, because their leader was wounded by an arrow, the warriors could no longer restrain themselves and simply rushed out on their jackals.
"Damn it, who shot the arrow, who shouted that?"
The leader of the Crow Tribe was so angry that he jumped up and down. This sudden change made the idea of both sides continuing negotiations fail. Moreover, the warriors of the Jackal Tribe had already rushed over, and the Crow Tribe had no choice but to bite the bullet and accept this battle.
At this point, there is no other choice but to hope to win this battle.
The leader of the Crow Tribe gritted his teeth and roared, "Charge!"
"Mah, mah, mah..."
Countless large crows flew down, and as the Crow Tribe warriors charged madly, their sharp beaks and claws were stained with blood.
Those ferocious jackals were not to be outdone, and they pounced on the Crow Tribe warriors fiercely and bit them desperately.
Even the Jackal God and the Crow God had no choice but to join the battle.
The two tribes clashed fiercely in this forest, and the battlefield continued to reap the lives of warriors and war pets on both sides.
The instigators, Jiang Xuan, Shi Qiu and others, shouted a few times, shot a few arrows symbolically, and then quickly evacuated the battlefield and ran towards the hill where the old witch was.
When Jiang Xuan ran to the top of the mountain, the deafening shouts of killing and the fierce collision between the totem gods of both sides could still be heard from afar.
The old witch sat on a huge rock and looked at Jiang Xuan with a complicated look. This boy looked young, but he was very scheming.
The old witch suddenly felt a little fortunate that the Eagle Tribe was not in the Southern Wilderness, otherwise, he would have considered killing this guy along with the Vine Tribe in advance.
Because according to the current situation, the Teng tribe has a powerful totem god and a cunning leader like Jiang Xuan. Unless there are major accidents, its rise is only a matter of time.
The old witch muttered, "Let the big tribes in the southern wilderness have a headache."
Jiang Xuan was watching the battle. Hearing this, he turned around and asked, "Old Witch, what did you just say?"
"nothing."
Jiang Xuan didn't care. The old witch was a mysterious person and it was common for him to mutter some incomprehensible words.
The battle in the forest is still going on, and the fight between the Crow God and the Jackal God is the most intense. No warrior or war pet dares to approach where they are fighting.
"boom!"
A huge tree was cut in half by the Jackal God's terrible claws and collapsed with a loud bang.
“Bang!”
A huge rock was caught by the Crow God when he pounced and shattered into pieces in an instant.
The battle between the two totem gods was extremely destructive, and a large area was razed to the ground.
Their strengths were almost the same, and the fight was extremely fierce.
The battle lasted for a long time until both sides were injured and temporarily separated.
In addition to the battle between totem gods, the battle between warriors was also very brutal, with many people dying on both sides.
Ultimately, the war ended with the Crow Tribe having a slight advantage and the Jackal Tribe retreating.
Although it seemed that they had won, the Crow Tribe was not happy at all because they lost hundreds of warriors and a large number of them were disabled.
In this primitive world, if the disability is too severe, it is better to die in battle, because the tribe has no ability to support these people.
Therefore, this war was extremely devastating to the Jackal Tribe and the Crow Tribe, and it was a lose-lose situation for both sides.
On the way back, the leader of the Crow Tribe gnashed his teeth and said, "Let me know who shot the arrow, and I will skin him alive!"
The leader of the Crow Tribe was very depressed. If someone hadn't suddenly shot arrows and shouted, the battle would not have been so easy to start, and the two tribes could even have clearly divided their territories.
Now that all his wishes have been dashed and he has suffered heavy losses, how can the leader of the Crow Tribe not be furious?
"The battle is over, and it's time for us to go back."
On the top of the mountain, Jiang Xuan climbed onto Tangyuan's back, feeling refreshed.
The old witch, Shi Qiu and others still rode on the giant eagle.
Soon, two giant birds of prey took off, carrying people towards the Teng Tribe.
…
In the Western Wilderness, the migration of the Frog Tribe was unexpectedly smooth.
One of the reasons was that Huo Meng from the Frog Tribe was too tall, with six horizontal lines on his face. Most small tribes had never heard of six-color warriors, so how could they dare to provoke him?
The second reason is that although the Frog Tribe is not very strong in combat, they are very good at using poison. Everyone in the tribe, regardless of gender or age, has a blowgun in their hands.
When they encounter an enemy, they will immediately find a place to hide, and then use blowpipes to launch precise sneak attacks, often causing heavy casualties to the enemy with just one round of shots.
Relying on fire and poisonous blowgun darts, the Frog Tribe moved little by little from the desolate and arid hinterland of the Western Wilderness to a forest with rich vegetation and a small lake.
“Clatter…”
After entering the forest, the giant frogs couldn't wait to jump into the lake, soaking their skin, and then jumped onto the shore like lightning.
“Crack!”
In the small lake, several huge fish jumped out of the water, opened their bloody mouths full of sharp teeth, but bit nothing.
“Quack, quack, quack…”
The giant frogs were croaking madly, obviously they knew there would be danger in unfamiliar waters.
Since they know the danger, why do they still jump? Because they want to "drink water".
Frogs do not drink water directly, but instead soak their skin to absorb the water their bodies need.
That's why they jump into the lake and jump out at lightning speed.
This method of "drinking water" seems good, but it also has a fatal weakness, which is that their skin loses water at the same speed.
This is also the reason why many giant frogs did not choose to migrate together but stayed in the sacred lake.
Because they would die of thirst on the road! However, these giant frogs that migrate with the tribe generally have a special ability, that is, when it is dry, their skin will ooze out a layer of oil, covering the whole body, preventing water from being lost too quickly and preventing sunburn.
It is precisely because of this special ability that these giant frogs can endure the scorching sun and drought during their migration.
By the small lake, many frog tribe warriors raised their spears, ready to wait for the giant frogs to reenter the water and for the big fish to jump out, then stab them to death and use them as food.
Other warriors were responsible for making fire, hunting, and being on guard, etc.
Huo Meng and Wu sat under a big tree by the lake, while warriors were trying to make fire by drilling wood.
This forest is the best place they have encountered among all the places they have passed by, because most of the water sources are occupied by other tribes. Perhaps this place is relatively remote, or perhaps for other reasons, no other tribe has occupied it yet.
The frog tribe witch asked: "Chief, are we going to settle here?"
Since embarking on the migration journey, all matters big and small have been decided by Huo Meng, and the witch is only responsible for identifying some edible plants and healing the warriors.
Huo Meng looked at the forest and the small lake. It was a really nice place.
However, he did not forget how dry the place where he originally lived was, and the vegetation outside this forest was not dense.
Huo Meng gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go to the Southern Wasteland!"
Huo Meng heard from Jiang Xuan that the Southern Wilderness was full of streams, lakes and rivers, making it the most suitable place for the Frog Tribe to live.
"Nanhuang, isn't it too far?"
The witch of the Frog Tribe sighed. In fact, he was inclined to settle down here. If he wanted to go to the Southern Wilderness, he didn't know how long it would take to get there. Moreover, the journey was long and there were too many dangers on the road.
"We have to go no matter how difficult it is. The Western Wasteland is not suitable for our Frog Tribe. If we stay here, we may be forced to migrate again in no time."
Huo Meng is very determined and he believes in his own judgment.
The Frog Tribe Shaman had a melancholy look in his eyes, but he didn't say anything more.
(End of this chapter)
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