The next two days became increasingly uneven.
The flies in the air appear more and more frequently, and their hovering range is getting smaller and smaller towards our location. I know we were definitely exposed.
Although I ask all warriors to quickly hide in the shadows when flies attack. But there are always soldiers who are slow to respond, or who are noncommittal to my orders.
There are always a few damn soldiers who are discovered by those flies intentionally or unintentionally, damn it!
I can feel that the atmosphere around me is getting more and more tense. This tension does not come from my fellow tribesmen who are temporarily "obeying" me. My tribe members feel that after these few days, they are far away from outsiders and are safe. They are not like me. At the beginning, he was so obedient.
Indeed, except for flies, the frequency of outsider teams being spotted on the ground and around is decreasing. I don’t know if they have given up searching.
But I feel that the danger warning has not been lifted yet. This time the intuition was stronger than ever and I couldn't ignore it.
So, one night, I called a meeting of all the chief warriors in the team. In addition to me and the giant, there were four chief warriors attending the meeting.
When I asked everyone to continue to be vigilant and not ignore the threat from flies in the air, and asked everyone to continue to lurk and only move at dawn and dusk, the giant agreed, but the other four chief warriors were silent for a long time.
After a while, one of the chief warriors spoke. I knew her. It was her team that attacked a team of outsiders yesterday. It made me feel that I had no control over these warriors, and it also made me aware of the danger again.
She said that we are far away from the battlefield of the decisive battle. This place is far away from the territory of outsiders. Outsiders rarely come and go, and there is no need to be so cautious anymore.
She said that the "holy allies" died tragically in the decisive battle, but we cannot admit defeat. Now that the enemy has dispersed into small groups and is moving around, it is a good time for us to take revenge.
Her soldiers had achieved results yesterday, proving that our soldiers have the advantage in small-scale battles.
As long as we continue to attack those scattered teams of outsiders, they are powerless to stop us. We can continue to accumulate small victories into big victories and achieve the goals that were not achieved in the decisive battle.
Her idea seemed reasonable and I couldn't refute it, but my innate instinct told me that it would be dangerous, and I wanted to reject her proposal.
At this time, another chief warrior said that this place was very close to her tribe and she wanted to leave the team and return to the tribe.
I couldn't refuse this request. After all, this small team only gathered temporarily. Although I was the nominal commander, in fact, except for the dozen or so soldiers around me who trusted me and obeyed me, I couldn't command anyone. move.
The meeting broke up unhappily. One of the chief warriors expressed that he wanted to leave the team, and three of the chief warriors expressed that they wanted to attack the scattered enemies. Only the giants support me. Our tribe is far away and we just want to go back safely.
The next day, the temporary team, which had only been formed for a few days, was disbanded. The nearby chief warrior took the five remaining warriors of her tribe and set off on their way home.
The giant, myself, and the ten warriors around me once again took advantage of the sun just rising and embarked on the way home south.
Most of the soldiers chose to stay. They followed the three chief warriors and decided to stay nearby and attack everywhere to regain their place.
The giant and the broken leg were silent all the way, and no one had any desire to communicate.
We moved forward quickly and did not stop until the sun fully rose. We climbed up a tree, drank enough of the dew that had not yet evaporated, and hid hungry in the gaps in the bark, preparing to survive the day and wait until dusk. Set off again.
——I am the dividing line——
The time in hiding was boring. Although our family doesn't like to sleep during the day, being idle for a long time still made me drowsy.
This kind of sleep is still very unreliable. I am always confused between half asleep and half awake. We did not send out sentries, and everyone was dozing off.
Occasionally, we would be briefly awakened by the sound of flapping wings in the air.
Sometimes it's just a false alarm, the sound coming from a dragonfly or bee flying nearby. But twice we did see those ominous flies—flies ridden by outsiders.
Fortunately, our chosen perch was hidden within the shadows of the leaves, making it difficult for flies to spot us unless they were very close.
I noticed that those flies were circling densely in one place today. That place was the top of the mountain where we camped last night, and it was also the stronghold of the soldiers who did not leave.
We had only climbed one mountain in the morning, and the tree we were hiding in was relatively high, so I could barely see the general movements of the mountain we left earlier.
I have a bad feeling. It seems that our former companions have really been discovered.
I can't imagine their ending. I know these outsiders are not easy to mess with.
The flies hovered on the top of the mountain for a long time before they dispersed, and then continued to search everywhere. This may mean something, and I have a strong desire to go back and see.
But when I told everyone about it, everyone objected.
Maybe the remaining soldiers died in the battle, but what does that have to do with us? They chose to stay on their own, and they are not from our tribe, so there is no need to care too much.
In the eyes of us escapees, the "Holy Alliance" has failed and disbanded, and those former comrades are no longer the current comrades.
We fugitives mostly want to return to our distant tribes and home as quickly as possible.
——I am the dividing line——
The sun is slowly approaching sunset, and today's difficult day is about to end again.
We started to move our bodies, which were stiff from crouching and hiding, and got ready to go.
Some impatient warriors were already working hard to search for nearby prey. Everyone was a little hungry and needed to eat to replenish their physical strength.
However, I noticed that those annoying flies in the sky did not leave early today. They are still wandering in the air, flying around under the sunset.
I can only suppress the soldiers who are ready to move, let them calm down for a while, and postpone the time of action.
By the time the flies had completely left, the sun had almost set on the ground, and only the remaining glow gave the sky the last light.
We could only speed up our actions and use our last remaining light to move up another hill before it became completely dark.
We had no time to hunt and had to stay one night hungry. The soldiers complained a little, thinking that they should not be afraid of those flies and should act earlier so that they could walk a longer distance and maybe hunt for food.
I ignored their complaints!
