Chapter 146: The Jackal Tribe is Destroyed
"Wu, go quickly."
The witch of the Jackal Tribe, under the protection of the warriors, ran hastily into the forest.
However, after running not far, a group of warriors from the Teng tribe appeared in front of them.
This team of warriors all rode on giant horned deer, and was led by a woman.
She is the witch of the Teng tribe, Chishao.
"Give up struggling, you can't escape."
Chishao's expression was very calm, as if he was doing something insignificant.
"Are you a witch too?"
The witch of the Jackal Tribe keenly felt that Chishao was different from the other warriors. She had the aura of a witch.
"Yes, I am the witch of the Vine Tribe."
Chishao admitted it openly.
The witch of the Jackal Tribe gnashed his teeth and said, "Since we are all witches, let's see whose witchcraft is stronger!"
The shaman of the Jackal tribe immediately began to chant difficult incantations.
As he chanted, the eyes of the Jackal Tribe warriors nearby slowly turned red, and a violent aura filled the air.
Chishao did not recite any spells. Instead, she pulled out a short spear, held her breath, and then threw it towards the witch of the Jackal Tribe.
“Whoosh!”
The short spear was infused with terrible power and flew at an extremely fast speed.
A warrior from the Jackal tribe saw the short spear flying over and immediately tried to knock it down with the spear in his hand.
However, the spear flew much faster than he had imagined and the interception failed!
"puff!"
The chest of the Jackal Tribe shaman was pierced and his chanting stopped.
“You…you…”
The witch of the Jackal tribe looked at Chishao in disbelief, as if she wanted to accuse her of not using any witchcraft.
Chishao said calmly: "I forgot to tell you that in addition to being a witch of the Teng tribe, I am also a three-color warrior."
"puff……"
The witch from the Jackal Tribe spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell to the ground unwillingly.
He originally wanted to defeat Chishao with witchcraft, but he didn't expect Chishao to kill him with a warrior's method. He died with regret.
"rush!"
Chishao raised the stone spear, and the giant deer immediately ran forward, followed closely by the warriors of the Teng tribe.
Soon, the warriors who were protecting the witch of the Jackal Tribe were also killed.
Chishao walked to the side of the witch of the Jackal Tribe, pulled out the short spear, wiped the blood off it, and then put it away.
It is not easy to polish a stone spear head, and it is not easy to make it into a short spear. Chishao does not want to waste it after using it once.
The witch from the Jackal tribe also had two animal skin bags with him, and Chishao picked them up as well.
She opened the first animal skin bag, which contained various medicinal powders and other things, as well as some strange things.
She opened the second animal skin bag, which contained many animal skin scrolls. Chishao opened a scroll at random and saw some witchcraft characters and some pictures.
The battle was not over yet, and Chishao had no time to take a closer look. She quickly tied the two animal skin bags together, put them on the back of the giant elk, and continued to lead the warriors to fight.
After the witch and leader of the Jackal Tribe died one after another, the battlefield had become one-sided and there was basically no suspense.
The Jackal God was besieged by the Vine God and the Turtle God at this time and was beaten without any chance to fight back.
The last time it attacked the Crow Tribe, because the Crow God could fly and the Turtle God could not, it could only lead the giant mountain turtles to run rampant on the ground and was of no help at all in the battle in the sky.
This time when attacking the jackal tribe, the jackal god cannot fly, so it can finally help.
“Boom!”
The huge turtle god was like a small mountain. It slammed into the jackal god who was bound by vines at an extremely fast speed.
There are many sharp angular spikes on the turtle god's back, which are very lethal.
“Ah…”
The Jackal God wanted to run but couldn't, and was knocked flying backwards. There were several bloody holes on his body, all caused by the Turtle God's prismatic spikes.
“Swish, swish, swish…”
When the Jackal God fell to the ground, he had no time to run away as countless vines wrapped around him again, binding him tightly and making him unable to move.
“Boom boom boom…”
The Turtle God ran over again, but this time, it stretched out its neck, opened its bloody mouth, and bit the Jackal God's neck hard.
The Jackal God's eyes bulged out and he tried desperately to struggle, but after being bound by the divine vine, he couldn't break free.
“Crack!”
The Jackal God's neck was actually bitten off by the Turtle God, and blood gushed out.
“Sizzle…”
The blood was not wasted, the divine vine quickly absorbed the blood.
The Turtle God also came over and drank the spurting blood in big gulps.
Although the jackal god's head was cut off, he was still a god after all and was not dead yet. He could only watch himself being sucked of blood. This feeling was really a torture.
After sucking almost all the blood, a terrible vine became straight like a sharp spear and pierced through the Jackal God's forehead.
At this moment, the Jackal God’s eyes froze and his tongue stuck out. He could not be more dead.
After killing the Jackal God, the Turtle God began to dig up the corpse.
It stretched out a big paw and placed it on the body of the Jackal God, then looked at the Vine God, as if asking for its opinion.
The vine god emitted a green light and used its vines to roll away the head of the jackal god, but ignored the headless body of the jackal god on the ground.
The Turtle God was overjoyed. He immediately grabbed the headless body of the Jackal God with his two claws and started to bite it with his big mouth.
The last time we attacked the Crow Tribe, the Crow God was beaten up by the Vine God and then swept away, and the Turtle God got nothing.
This time, the Turtle God made an effort and after killing the Jackal God, he also gained a lot of benefits.
Of course, the biggest benefit is the jackal head, because it contains the soul of the jackal god.
But the turtle god didn't dare to fight for it. He was already satisfied to get a headless corpse.
After all, the power of that divine vine was too terrifying, and the Turtle God had no confidence at all in front of it.
The Jackal God died, and the leader, witch, and more powerful warriors of the Jackal tribe all died.
The Jackal Tribe was destroyed and became history.
This time, the battle was not fought like the Crow Tribe did, where not all the people were killed. One-fifth of the Jackal Tribe saw that the situation was hopeless, and at Jiang Xuan's call, they laid down their weapons and stopped resisting.
All those who had laid down their weapons were gathered together and tied up with straw or vine ropes collected by the Jackal Tribe to ensure that they would not escape.
“Boom!”
Tang Yuan fell to the ground and threw the already tattered body of the Jackal Tribe leader aside with great disgust.
Jiang Xuan did not allow Tangyuan to eat people, so Tangyuan never ate people.
"Hahaha, Chief Xuan, we have won a great victory!"
The pangolin came to Jiang Xuan with its thick shell on its back, laughing so hard that its small eyes were almost invisible.
This time the Jackal Tribe was successfully wiped out. According to the agreement before the war, the Mountain Turtle Tribe will get half of the food and supplies. This is really important for the Mountain Turtle Tribe.
With these supplies, the Mountain Turtle Tribe will be able to successfully survive the spring famine, and even have the confidence to try to increase the population and strengthen the tribe.
Even the Turtle God’s strength was greatly enhanced after obtaining the divine corpse.
With such a great event, how could the pangolin not be happy?
Jiang Xuan smiled and said, "Thanks to the bravery of the pangolin leader and those giant mountain turtles, otherwise how could we have won so quickly?"
"Hahaha, the warriors of our Mountain Turtle Tribe have always been brave and good at fighting."
Shanjia was not stupid. He naturally knew that what Jiang Xuan said were all compliments, but he had to admit that these words were really pleasant to hear, so much so that he even dared to praise the Shangui tribe for their bravery and fighting skills.
Jiang Xuan did not expose the truth and even smiled and flattered him a few more times, laying a good emotional foundation for future cooperation.
Next, the warriors of the two tribes were busy collecting all the supplies of the Jackal Tribe, including those tall jackals, which were also part of the food.
After collecting supplies, the two tribes began to divide the spoils.
Because there is no unified measurement system, things have to be divided entirely by eyesight.
Under the supervision of Jiang Xuan and Shan Jia, they roughly divided the spoils into two halves, which were then packed up and taken away by the warriors of the two tribes.
In the end, there were only about five hundred members of the Jackal Tribe left.
"Leader Shanjia, would you like to take half of these people away from your Mountain Turtle Tribe?"
In response to Jiang Xuan's question, the pangolin shook his head like a rattle.
"Chief Xuan, our Mountain Turtle Tribe cannot afford to support so many people, so let's give them all to you."
In fact, these prisoners of war were difficult to deal with because they were full of resentment and prone to causing trouble.
Unless they are treated as slaves, strictly guarded and their labor is exploited.
But how could a small tribe like the Mountain Turtle Tribe, which had a chronic shortage of food, afford to raise slaves? In fact, except for a few large tribes, other tribes did not have the ability to raise slaves. Because of this, every time the tribes fought, they would kill those they could, and those they could not kill would be left to become wanderers in the forest to fend for themselves.
Shanjia would rather recruit some tourists than take these prisoners of war, because tourists have no hatred towards the Shangui tribe and are more likely to integrate into the tribe.
"Since the pangolin leader doesn't want them, I'll take them all back."
Jiang Xuan originally wanted to add more working manpower to the tribe. He did not despise these prisoners of war at all and was not afraid of them causing trouble.
Shanjia looked up at the sky and said, "Chief Xuan, it's getting late. Let's go back first. Next time you come to the Mountain Turtle Tribe, I'll treat you to barbecued mushrooms."
"Okay, we're going back too."
The pangolin climbed onto the back of a giant mountain tortoise, waved his big hand, and shouted, "Let's go."
A large number of giant mountain tortoises, carrying the spoils they had received this time, slowly walked towards the direction of the Mountain Turtle Tribe.
The totem god of the Mountain Turtle Tribe, as well as those warriors, also set out on their journey home.
Jiang Xuan watched the Mountain Turtle Tribe go away, then turned back and said to the warriors of the Teng Tribe: "Take all the spoils and these captives and return to the tribe."
The warriors of the Teng tribe took action one after another. Some were responsible for transporting the spoils, while others were responsible for escorting the prisoners. The division of labor was clear.
The sacred vine glowed and moved slowly above the crowd.
With the protection of the divine vine, they can return to the tribe smoothly.
"Let me go, I want to see your leader."
Fengcao was also tied up as a prisoner. When the team set off, she struggled and shouted.
The Teng tribe warrior next to him glared and said, "Do you think you can see the leader whenever you want? Behave yourself, or I'll kill you."
At this time, Jiang Xuan was riding Tangyuan to patrol the team. After hearing the noise, he immediately let Tangyuan fly over.
"What's going on?"
The glutinous rice balls fell to the ground, and Jiang Xuan walked in front of Fengcao.
The Teng tribe warrior next to him said, "Chief, this woman is clamoring to see you."
Jiang Xuan looked at Feng Cao and asked, "I am the leader of the Teng tribe, Xuan, why do you want to see me?"
After Fengcao saw Jiang Xuan, he said excitedly: "You killed the leader of the Jackal Tribe, I...I want to repay you."
Jiang Xuan asked in surprise: "Do you have a grudge against the leader of the Jackal Tribe?"
"Yes, he killed my people, tied me up and brought me here, and tortured me. I wish I could eat him alive."
"So you are not from the Jackal Tribe."
Jiang Xuan said to the Teng tribe warrior next to him: "Untie her."
"yes!"
The warrior of the Teng tribe untied the rope on Fengcao's hands, but still stared at her vigilantly to prevent her from doing anything detrimental to Jiang Xuan.
However, after Fengcao was untied, he knelt down in front of Jiang Xuan with a plop.
"Chief Xuan, from today on, my life belongs to you."
"What are you doing? Get up."
Jiang Xuan pulled Fengcao up. It was the first time he encountered such a thing and he didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.
Jiang Xuan thought for a moment and said, "I guess you have nowhere to go, so come back to Teng Tribe with us first."
"I'll go wherever Chief Xuan tells me to go."
Fengcao looked at Jiang Xuan with sincere eyes.
Jiang Xuan felt a little headache. He waved his hand and asked the team to continue moving forward and return to the tribe first.
Because they were carrying a large number of captives, the team's progress was slowed down a lot, and it took them three days to return to the Teng tribe.
After returning, the first thing they did was to bring the tribesmen hiding in the cave back to the tribal residence, and all the food, supplies and other things were also moved back.
The second thing is how to accommodate these prisoners.
Because these captives currently have hatred and hostility towards the Teng Tribe, it is definitely not possible to live directly in the residence of the Teng Tribe. We cannot be on guard against them all the time.
It would not work to let Teng Shen brainwash them directly, because Jiang Xuan had asked Teng Shen.
Animals are relatively easy to tame through brainwashing.
Because the animals themselves don't have many ideas in their heads, they are like a blank piece of paper, and you can just imprint the mark of the Teng Tribe on them. They will naturally become close to the Teng Tribe and be loyal to the Teng Tribe.
But humans are different. Their brains are too developed and they have too many ideas.
If these people are forcibly brainwashed, their IQ will be damaged, and what we might end up with is a group of idiots, which will obviously not be of much use to the Teng Tribe.
In the end, Jiang Xuan thought about it and decided to send them to the other side of the Feiyu River.
On the other side of the Feiyu River, there are a large number of wooden houses built by the Youteng tribe when they took refuge, and they also opened up a lot of farmland.
Sending these prisoners there not only provided them with a place to live, but also provided them with plenty of work to do.
Moreover, these captives did not know how to operate bamboo rafts and wooden boats and could not cross the river. Even if they did do something, the damage they could cause would be very limited.
After making the decision, Jiang Xuan immediately sent people to escort all the prisoners to the other side of the Feiyu River, and selected fifty soldiers to guard them.
The only exception is Fengcao, because she is not a member of the Jackal Tribe and can be regarded as a new member of the Vine Tribe.
Of course, her idea of following Jiang Xuan was also shattered, because Jiang Xuan would never allow someone he didn't know to follow him closely.
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