"That tribe is ahead, so 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 several other tribes has become less.
The Mosquito tribe is very vengeful, and they have not forgotten the fact that a hunting team was wiped out here.
Therefore, after settling down, they immediately sent two hunting teams to find out the true identity of the Teng tribe.
If the Vine Tribe were not very strong, they would launch a massive attack to rob the Vine Tribe of their winter food and supplies, and at the same time avenge those who had been killed by the Vine Tribe.
Winter is the most terrifying season of the year, a nightmare for every tribe.
Because the mountains are blocked by heavy snow in winter, it is extremely cold and it is difficult to obtain food.
Every winter, many tribes freeze and starve to death some of their frail elderly, children, and sick people.
Therefore, every autumn, all tribes would go crazy hoarding food.
The more food is stored, the fewer people will die in the winter.
What should we do if some tribes don’t stock up on enough food when winter comes?
It's very simple, go grab it from other tribes!
Every autumn, various tribes in the primitive jungle always go to war. The victorious party obtains more supplies, while the defeated party suffers heavy casualties, or even the tribe dies.
The Deer Tribe where Jiang Xuan originally belonged was destroyed by the Crow Tribe during the tribal war last autumn.
Surviving in this wild world is so cruel.
The two hunting teams, one on the left and one on the right, advanced slowly. They were both very experienced warriors in hunting. Most of the traps set by the Vine Tribe were seen through and dismantled by them.
Gradually, they got closer and closer to the Vine Tribe.
"Huhu..."
A gust of wind blew by, and in the woods ahead, dozens of pale skulls were hanging on the branches, floating in the wind.
"It's Tiger Mosquito's skull!"
When the Mosquito Tribe warriors saw this scene, their hearts burned with anger, and they wished they could immediately go to the Teng Tribe to avenge their own people.
"keep going!"
The leaders of the two hunting teams were relatively calm. They waved their hands and continued to move forward with the hunting teams.
Then, they saw a bamboo house in the distance.
This bamboo house is at the outermost edge of the rattan tribe, located in an open space next to the southern forest. When you come out of the southern forest, you have to pass through this bamboo house before you can enter the rattan tribe.
The mosquito tribe warrior 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 also various huge animal bones scattered.
The mosquito tribe's hunting team has been dealing with wild beasts for a long time, and they can easily tell that those animal bones belong to difficult beasts.
"The biggest one should be the head of the giant horn..."
"The skeleton of the black wind rhinoceros?"
"Look, do those look like the shells of a dicynodont?"
…
As the mosquito tribe hunting team soldiers continued to identify, they only felt their scalps numb.
These animal bones actually come from giant beasts that are difficult to deal with. They are so large and powerful that ordinary small tribal hunting teams would not dare to provoke them.
In particular, these animal bones look relatively fresh, not the kind of weathered and moss-covered animal bones.
"It's so scary. What kind of tribe is this?"
The leader of one of the hunting teams backed down. A tribe that could hunt so many giant beasts was at least a medium-sized tribe. How could a small mosquito tribe be able to deal with it?
The leader of another hunting team also swallowed hard. He thought he already knew why the hunting team led by Tiger Mosquito all died here.
Provoking such a powerful tribe is asking for death!
The two hunting teams stayed where they were. Everyone felt their scalps numb and did not dare to move forward.
At this moment, the old man in front of the bamboo house suddenly turned his head and stared at the forest, seeming to be aware of their presence.
The warriors of the Mosquito tribe's hunting team felt flustered for no reason when they saw the bright feather crown on the old man's head and his sharp eyes.
"Bah!"
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.
"Huhuhu..."
The giant eagle set off a gust of 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 even taller than the bamboo house, and its size was astonishing.
Then, the giant eagle began to use its sharp beak to tear off the meat of the prey piece by piece. First, he gave part of the meat to the old man, and then he happily ate it himself.
"Go back, go back quickly..."
The mosquito tribe's hunting team was completely frightened. The leaders of the two hunting teams looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.
They don't know what the strength of the Vine Tribe is.
But this giant eagle alone could easily kill them all.
"This tribe is too scary..."
"Yes, let's go quickly. If they discover us later, I'm afraid our fate will be the same as the hunting team led by Tiger Mosquito."
The two leaders glanced at the pale skulls on the branches in unison, swallowed hard, and then ordered to retreat in unison.
The two hunting teams of the Mosquito tribe, consisting of more than a hundred warriors, were frightened away.
Not only that, after they returned, they also described the Vine Tribe as a tribe with terrifying strength that the Mosquito Tribe could not compete with.
It would be fine if one person said this, but after two explorations and two hunting teams this time, they came to the same conclusion.
The leader and the shaman of the Mosquito Tribe finally accepted the fact that the Vine Tribe was terrible, and temporarily gave up the idea of revenge or plundering the Vine Tribe.
They don't know that the real Vine Tribe still has more than a dozen people and only five warriors of one color, so it can only be regarded as a micro tribe.
The arrival of the mysterious old man inadvertently resolved a major crisis in the Vine Tribe, giving the Vine Tribe more time to develop.
On the outskirts of the Vine Tribe, the old man noticed that the group of people from the outer tribe had left and stopped looking there.
He has lived so long, what kind of battle has he not seen?
He didn't care about this little thing.
On the contrary, he was more interested in the magical micro-tribe of the Vine Tribe, and he was willing to stay here to learn more about this micro-tribe, which had a small number of people but knew how to breed and plant.
The old man hung the piece of meat above the fire pit of his bamboo house, and then walked towards the bamboo house where Jiang Xuan and others lived with a smile.
He is a man who keeps his promise. Every time the giant eagle catches prey, in addition to himself and the giant eagle being full, there is also a lot of meat, which he will give to the Vine tribe.
Jiang Xuan felt embarrassed when he gave too many gifts, so he often gave him things.
Over time, the relationship between the two parties got better and better, and the people of the Vine Tribe were no longer as wary of the mysterious old man as before.
