Chapter 47 The Terrible Vine Tribe
"The tribe is just ahead, be careful."
In the forest south of the Vine Tribe, two hunting teams from the Mosquito Tribe, with more than a hundred warriors, approached quietly.
After a period of fighting, the Mosquito Tribe has established a firm foothold in the Great Swamp and the friction with the other tribes has decreased.
The Mosquito Tribe is very vengeful, and they have not forgotten that a hunting team was wiped out here.
Therefore, after settling down, they immediately sent two hunting teams to investigate the Teng tribe's strengths and weaknesses.
If the Teng Tribe was not very strong, they would launch a large-scale attack to rob the Teng Tribe of their winter food and supplies, and by the way, avenge those who were previously killed by the Teng Tribe.
Winter is the most terrible season of the year and a nightmare for every tribe.
Because the mountains are blocked by heavy snow in winter and it is extremely cold, it is difficult to obtain food.
Every winter, many tribes would freeze to death or starve to death their weak elderly, children and the sick.
Therefore, every autumn, all tribes would frantically stockpile food.
The more food stored, the fewer people will die in the winter.
What if some tribes don't have enough food in winter? It's simple, just go and steal from other tribes!
Every autumn, wars would break out among the tribes in the primitive jungle. The victorious side would gain more supplies, while the defeated side would suffer heavy casualties, or even the tribe would be destroyed.
The Deer Tribe, where Jiang Xuan originally lived, was destroyed by the Crow Tribe in the tribal war last autumn.
Survival in this wild world is so cruel.
The two hunting teams advanced slowly, one on the left and one on the right. They were all warriors with rich hunting experience. Most of the traps set by the Teng Tribe were discovered and dismantled by them.
Gradually, they got closer and closer to the Teng tribe.
“Huff…”
A gust of wind blew, and in the woods ahead, dozens of pale skulls hung on the branches, swaying in the wind.
"It's the skulls of Tiger Mosquito!"
When the Mosquito Tribe warriors saw this scene, they were burning with anger and wanted to rush into the Vine Tribe immediately to avenge their people.
"keep going!"
The leaders of the two hunting teams were relatively calm. They waved their hands and led the hunting teams to move forward.
Then, they saw a bamboo house in the distance.
This bamboo house is located at the outermost part of the Teng Tribe, on a piece of open space next to the southern forest. Coming out of the southern forest, one must pass through this bamboo house to enter the Teng Tribe.
The Mosquito Tribe warriors discovered that in front of the bamboo house, there was an old man sitting on a tree stump, leisurely watching the scenery.
Next to the bamboo house, there are various huge animal bones scattered around.
The hunting team of the Mosquito Tribe has been dealing with wild beasts for a long time, so they can easily tell that those bones belong to difficult beasts.
"The biggest one should be the head of a giant horned beast..."
"The skeleton of the black wind rhino?"
"Look, don't those look like the shells of dicynodonts?"
…
As the warriors of the Mosquito Tribe Hunting Team continued to identify, they felt their scalps tingling.
These animal bones actually came from giant and difficult beasts. They were huge in size and powerful in combat, and ordinary small tribal hunting teams dared not provoke them at all.
In particular, these animal bones look relatively fresh, and are not the kind that are weathered and covered with moss.
"It's so scary, what kind of tribe is this?"
The leader of one of the hunting teams backed off. A tribe that could hunt so many giant beasts must be at least a medium-sized tribe. How could the small mosquito tribe deal with it? The leader of another hunting team also swallowed hard. He thought he knew why the hunting team led by Tiger Mosquito had all died here.
To provoke such a powerful tribe is to seek death! The two hunting teams stayed where they were. Everyone felt a tingling sensation on their scalps and dared not move forward.
At this moment, the old man in front of the bamboo house suddenly turned his head and stared at the forest, as if he had noticed their presence.
When the warriors of the Mosquito Tribe hunting team saw the colorful feather crown on the old man's head and his sharp eyes, they felt a sense of panic for no reason.
"Cry!"
A terrifying giant eagle suddenly appeared in the sky. When it flew over the forest, it looked like a small dark cloud.
In its claws, it was holding a dead giant beast.
“Huff, huff, huff…”
The giant eagle created a strong wind, which lowered the branches in the forest and caused dead branches and leaves to fly all over the sky.
“Boom!”
The giant eagle landed next to the bamboo house. When it stood, it was actually taller than the bamboo house and its size was astonishingly large.
Then, the giant eagle began to use its sharp beak to tear off strips of meat from the prey, first gave some to the old man, and then happily ate it itself.
"Go back, go back quickly..."
The hunting team of the Mosquito Tribe was completely frightened. The leaders of the two hunting teams looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.
They have no idea how strong the Teng tribe is.
But this giant eagle alone could easily kill them all.
"This tribe is so terrible..."
"Yes, let's go quickly. If we are late and are discovered by them, I'm afraid our fate will be the same as that of the hunting team led by Tiger Mosquito."
The two leaders simultaneously glanced at the pale skulls on the branches, swallowed hard, and then ordered a retreat at the same time.
Two hunting teams of the Mosquito Tribe, with more than a hundred warriors, were scared away.
Not only that, after they returned, they described the Vine Tribe as a tribe with terrifying strength, which the Mosquito Tribe could not contend with at all.
It would be fine if only one person said this, but after two investigations, and this time two hunting teams were dispatched, they came to the same conclusion.
The leader and witch of the Mosquito Tribe finally accepted the fact that the Vine Tribe was very scary, and temporarily gave up the idea of revenge or plundering the Vine Tribe.
Little do they know that the real Teng tribe still consists of only a dozen people, with only five warriors of the same color, and can only be considered a micro-tribe.
The arrival of the mysterious old man inadvertently resolved a major crisis for the Teng tribe, giving the tribe more time to develop.
On the outskirts of the Teng tribe, the old man noticed that the group of people from other tribes had left, and he no longer looked over there.
He has lived for such an old age, what kind of situation has he not seen?
He doesn't take this little thing to heart.
On the contrary, he was more interested in the magical micro-tribe of Teng Tribe, and was willing to stay here to learn more about this micro-tribe which, although having only a small population, was able to raise and plant crops.
The old man hung the piece of meat above the fire pit in his bamboo house, and then walked towards the bamboo house where Jiang Xuan and others lived with a smile.
He was a man who kept his promises. Every time the giant eagle caught prey, in addition to feeding himself and the giant eagle, there was still a lot of meat left, which he would give to the Vine Tribe.
Jiang Xuan felt embarrassed because he gave him so many gifts, so he also often gave him some things.
As time went by, the relationship between the two sides became better and better, and the people of the Teng tribe were no longer as wary of the mysterious old man as before.
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(End of this chapter)
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