Chapter 217 Execution
A dozen people were tied up tightly, lined up, and knelt in front of the altar, including the spear and the woman.
Jiang Xuan and Chi Shao stood aside with solemn expressions, and on their left and right were two strong warriors holding thickened and enlarged bronze swords in their hands.
In front of the altar, more than two thousand members of the Teng tribe stood in a large black mass, and no one dared to speak.
At this time, the sun had risen to the middle of the sky, and the scorching sun made everyone sweat profusely.
Jiang Xuan looked up at the position of the sun, then took two steps forward and shouted to all the tribesmen: "Since the establishment of the tribe, we, the Teng tribe, have been united, sharing weal and woe, and together we have defeated many enemies who are stronger than us."
"However, during this period of time, after the Fuji God fell asleep, some people began to have thoughts that they shouldn't have."
"They spread rumors everywhere, slandered the vine god and the tribe, and even betrayed the tribe and their people for their own selfish interests."
"Everyone, do you think that people like this should be killed?"
The members of the Teng tribe were enraged by Jiang Xuan's words and shouted angrily, "He deserves to be killed! He deserves to be killed! He deserves to be killed..."
More than two thousand people roared in unison, the sound was very frightening, and many of the dozen or so people kneeling on the ground were so scared that they cried or peed their pants.
Faced with the threat of death, they finally felt fear and regret.
Jiang Xuan stretched out his hand and pressed down, and the angry members of the Teng tribe slowly calmed down. However, the anger in their eyes did not die down, but became even more intense.
It is not easy for the Teng tribe to get to where it is today. Most of the tribesmen cherish the good life they have now and are willing to sacrifice their lives to protect this tribe that allows them to live a good life.
Only a small number of people who are insatiable and never satisfied with their lives will choose to sell out their tribe to satisfy their own selfish desires.
Jiang Xuan announced: "After investigation and verification by the Law Enforcement Hall, the chief and the witch have reviewed again and confirmed that the following sixteen people have slandered the God of Teng, betrayed the tribe, and are extremely guilty of heinous crimes and should be executed!"
"These sixteen people are..."
Jiang Xuan read out the names of the sixteen people one by one, then turned to the people kneeling on the ground and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"
"Chief, spare my life, I was wrong, really wrong, please give me another chance..."
"leader……"
These people begged for mercy, including the woman, who cried bitterly as if she had gained enlightenment.
Only one person lowered his head and said nothing.
Jiang Xuan ignored those who begged for mercy, but walked up to the man who remained silent and asked, "Mao, do you have any last words to say?"
Mao raised his head and said, "Chief, the only thing I regret is that I shouldn't have listened to that woman and betrayed the tribe. I'm sorry for the tribe."
"Kill me, I deserve this."
Jiang Xuan said: "In the next life, be a man with independent ideas."
Afterwards, Jiang Xuan returned to Chishao and shouted to the two warriors holding bronze heavy swords, "Kill!"
The two tall warriors held the bronze heavy swords in both hands, kicked the person at the edge to the ground, and then chopped him down fiercely.
The warriors were extremely strong, and their bronze swords were sharpened very sharply. Blood splattered and heads rolled down. The two men had died.
The remaining people cried and shouted even louder, but it was useless. The two warriors attacked one by one and cut off the heads of all sixteen people who betrayed the tribe.
After the chopping, the two men lifted up the bronze heavy sword and saw that there were many gaps on the blade.
This is the defect of bronze. Although it is relatively easy to cast, it is also prone to cracking and is not tough enough.
Fortunately, the bronze heavy sword has blades on both sides. If it was made into a knife, it would probably become jagged after chopping off so many heads.
After the execution, the members of the Teng tribe gradually dispersed, but the scene just now left a deep impression on them and also frightened some villains.
Because those corpses had betrayed the Teng Tribe during their lifetime, they could not enter the Teng Tribe cemetery. They could only be transported to the forest outside the Teng Tribe and buried in pits dug.
When these corpses were buried, the tree people began to scramble for them again, as they were rare nutrients.
The soldiers who were burying the bodies did not walk far away, and their scalps tingled when they saw this scene.
Someone murmured quietly: "These tree people will not eat living people in the future, right?"
When the others heard this, they also felt a shock in their hearts, because according to the current situation, it is very likely that these tree people will eat living people in the future.
"They were inspired by the Vine God, so they shouldn't eat humans randomly."
The soldiers grumbled for a while, and then went back one after another, because they felt uncomfortable staying in the forest.
…
Behind the altar, Chishao went to clear the weeds near the sacred vine as usual. When she walked behind the charred half of the sacred vine, she suddenly saw a small green vine.
"Teng Shen, it's Teng Shen!"
Chishao suddenly became excited. She squatted on the ground, looking at the small green vine, her eyes moistened.
Although she had always firmly believed that Fuji God was still alive, she was very anxious because she could not sense Fuji God's existence for a long time.
Now, the appearance of this small green vine finally put her mind at ease.
Chishao tried to communicate with Shen Teng again, but still to no avail.
Chishao was not discouraged. Since the vines had grown again, the Vine God would wake up sooner or later!
Chishao stared at the green vine for a long time, then ran to tell Jiang Xuan the good news.
When Jiang Xuan heard that the vines had grown again, he was very excited and immediately followed Chi Shao to the back of the altar.
The green vine was about the thickness of a thumb. It did not sparkle with any divine light and had nothing special about it. It looked very ordinary.
Jiang Xuan looked at it carefully for a long time and confirmed that this vine was exactly the same as the divine vine and was not some other vine. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Chishao asked, "Should we tell the tribe members this good news?"
In Chishao's opinion, if the news of the reappearance of the magical vine was spread, it would definitely calm the hearts of the tribesmen and all kinds of noise would disappear.
However, Jiang Xuan thought for a moment and shook his head.
"No, we can't let this news out now. On the contrary, we need to temporarily cordon off the area around Fujigami and prevent anyone from getting close to this place."
"Why?" Chishao was very puzzled.
"Because only when the tribe encounters a crisis can more people with ulterior motives be found out. I cannot tolerate these people staying in the tribe."
What a tribe fears most is scum with disloyal intentions, because they often stab the tribe in the back at critical moments, which is very destructive.
Another very important point is that Jiang Xuan is not sure when the divine vine will wake up, and whether it will become stronger or weaker after waking up.
If the information about the growth of the divine vine was made public, the people in the tribe would definitely place all their hopes on the divine vine, which was something Jiang Xuan did not want to see.
Chishao nodded and said, "Then leave it to me."
Chishao walked into the bamboo forest, found four vines, and pulled them up.
One characteristic of vines is that they have a lot of roots. Although Red Peony was unable to pull up the entire vine, it still brought up some roots.
She walked back to the sacred vine and placed the vines in four directions, seven or eight meters away from where the sacred vine grew.
After releasing the last vine, Chishao squatted down, held one end of the vine with his hand, and the magic power in his body surged wildly.
“Grow fast!”
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…”
I saw that the vine quickly grew a large number of roots and penetrated into the soil.
Then, it branched out, and the new vines intertwined with each other, finally turning into a half-moon shaped vine wall.
Then, Chishao moved to the next vine and used the same method to create a vine wall, connecting it to the previous vine wall.
When all four vine walls were raised, the vines intertwined with each other to form a circular wall that enclosed the divine vine.
Although the vine wall is only about two meters high and ten centimeters thick, it is far less tall than the vine wall made by the Vine God, but it is enough to cover this small area.
After the vine wall was completed, Chishao's face turned noticeably paler.
Making so many vines grow quickly consumes a lot of witch power. If she had not broken through to become an intermediate witch before, it would have been impossible for her to build such a wall.
"Well, as long as they don't fly over the sky, no one can see what's happening with the Shen Teng."
After Chishao finished speaking, he suddenly felt dizzy and his body swayed.
Jiang Xuan hurriedly supported Chi Shao and asked, "Sister, are you okay?"
"It's okay, just go back and rest for a while."
"Then I'll help you back."
Jiang Xuan supported Chishao and walked back. Behind them, a circular vine wall blocked all the prying eyes in the tribe.
…
Southern Wilderness, Wild Boar Tribe.
“Huluhulu…”
In the forest, a large group of brown and black wild boars were leisurely digging the soil with their heads down. Wherever the wild boars passed, the soil on the ground was dug up, and many grass roots, earthworms, insects, etc. were eaten by the wild boars.
Behind these big wild boars, a group of warriors with wild boar patterns painted on their faces buried edible plant tubers in the soft soil.
This is the planting method figured out by the Wild Boar Tribe.
Those big wild boars played the role of clearing wasteland and weeding. The soldiers only needed to bury the things they wanted to plant in the soil that had been dug up by the wild boars.
I have to say that this method is much more effective than slash-and-burn farming, and after planting, it will take a long time for the weeds to grow again.
Still using this method, the Wild Boar Tribe can increase a lot of food every year, so the tribe is also relatively strong.
Of course, due to the immature planting technology and limited yields, it is impossible to fill the stomachs of the people by planting and breeding like the Teng tribe.
Their main source of food is still hunting and gathering.
Not far from these big wild boars, there are wooden houses scattered among the forest, some on the plains, some on the hillsides, and there are a lot of them.
This is the current temporary residence of the Wild Boar Tribe.
They migrated here from the distant Western Wilderness and consumed a large amount of supplies, so they needed to live here temporarily for a period of time, replenish supplies, and then continue to migrate.
The surrounding forests were almost completely destroyed by the huge number of wild boars, which dug holes everywhere. Several small tribes nearby were miserable and were forced to abandon this large forest.
But for the members of the Wild Boar Tribe, this is the environment they like, and humans and wild boars live in harmony.
There is a house in the center of the wild boar tribe, which is different from other wooden houses because its walls are made of stone, but the roof is made of wood, bark and thatch.
On the stone wall, there are a large number of brown wild boar tribal totem patterns. From a distance, they look like children’s graffiti, but when you look closely, there is an indescribable sense of mystery.
At this time, in the stone house, the leader of the Wild Boar Tribe and the witch were discussing matters concerning the Vine Tribe.
Wu was rubbing a huge triangular boar's tusk. He didn't know how long he had been polishing the tusk. It was already covered with a thick layer of patina and was light yellow in color.
"The Wild Boar God said that the old vine must have failed to break through and was chopped to death, because the Wild Boar God can no longer sense its existence."
The leader asked cautiously, "Is there a trick? I've asked around, and even the Black Snake Tribe didn't get the upper hand over the Vine Tribe. We can't underestimate them."
In front of outsiders, the leader of the Wild Boar Tribe is very reckless and even seems a little brainless.
But in fact, this person is very smart and cautious, and recklessness is just his disguise.
A truly brainless person cannot be the leader of a medium-sized tribe.
"You have reason to worry."
Wu thought for a moment and said, "However, this opportunity is too rare. If Old Teng is really dead, we can take down the Teng tribe in one fell swoop and get enough food and other supplies to migrate to a better place as soon as possible."
The Wild Boar Tribe is also an ambitious tribe, and their goal is to become a big tribe.
If you want to become a large tribe, you must find a territory with rich resources and flat terrain.
At present, this place is far from the ideal living place for the Wild Boar Tribe.
The leader thought for a moment and said, "Then I will send someone over to test their background. However, that vine wall is a big obstacle and it will be difficult for our warriors to rush in."
"Don't worry, the Boar God will help you deal with the vine wall."
"Then I feel relieved."
The chief discussed the details with the witch again, and then hurriedly summoned the warriors of the Wild Boar Tribe to prepare to go to the Vine Tribe.
The next day, the Wild Boar Tribe gathered more than 3,000 warriors, all riding giant wild boars. This was a very terrifying force.
Among them, the leader of the wild boar tribe rode a pig king.
This pig king is much larger than other wild boars, and its body size is like a bison.
It has a pair of terrifying fangs, thick and hard bristles on its neck, its body is covered with wild boar hairs as hard as steel needles, and its hooves are very thick.
When everyone had gathered, the leader of the Wild Boar Tribe shouted, "Let's go!"
“Hohoho…”
The wild boar king let out a low growl and then ran forward first.
As they approached, more than 3,000 giant wild boars began to run at the same time, and the noise was so loud that it shook the earth.
Behind these wild boar cavalrymen, a larger giant wild boar followed slowly. It was the totem god of the wild boar tribe!
(End of this chapter)
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