In order to verify that these little flies really have the ability to quickly put people to sleep, Jiang Xuan looked around and then pulled the tourist over.
"no, do not want……"
Yugito had a look of fear in his eyes, he didn't want to fall into a deep sleep for no reason again.
Jiang Xuan took out a large piece of dried meat and said, "As long as you are willing to try it, I guarantee that you will not die and you will get this salty piece of dried meat."
"Is there salt?" The tourists' eyes widened when they heard these two words.
"Yes, there is salt."
As the saying goes, people will die for money and birds will die for food. After the tourist received the affirmative answer, his heart was filled with joy, he immediately stretched out his arms and gritted his teeth and said: "Come on!"
Jiang Xuan put a living black fly on his arm.
The little black fly was put in the woven bag. It was already frightened. After sensing the temperature of the skin, it stung its sharp mouthparts along the pores of the skin, injecting the poison into the tourist's arm.
Everyone was staring at the tourist intently, watching his reaction after being stung.
After Yuri was stung, his head soon felt dizzy, and an extremely strong sleepiness swept over him.
His eyelids kept closing down, and he only lasted for a short while before falling into a deep sleep and falling directly to the ground.
"What a powerful fly!"
Everyone exclaimed. This kind of fly is about the same size as a mosquito, but it can knock down an adult instantly. It is really scary.
"Give him some antidote."
Jiang Xuan did not treat Youyou as a human being like other tribes. After he asked Youyou to test the poison of flies, he also fulfilled his promise, rescued Youyou and gave him the promised reward.
The tourist was overjoyed as he held the salted piece of dried animal meat, and was even willing to be stung by this fly a few more times.
"Chief, there are too many flies in this forest. Can't we enter?"
Facing these small and poisonous flies, Uncaria was a little helpless and could only place its hope on Jiang Xuan.
"Whether it's flies, mosquitoes, or other poisonous insects, they are all afraid of irritating smoke."
Jiang Xuan pondered for a moment, then continued: "You go and make some big torches immediately, and wrap some fresh stink grass, fan grass and other herbs that can repel mosquitoes."
"yes!"
Uncaria immediately took action with the warriors of the hunting team.
They were no strangers to making torches, but wrapping fresh herbs inside torches was something they had never done before.
Soon, the warriors of the hunting team made a large number of torches wrapped with insect repellent herbs.
"ignition."
When the torches were being made, the soldiers who stayed behind had already lit a fire. After the torches were made, Jiang Xuan immediately asked everyone to light the torches.
Soon, one torch after another was lit.
These torches are wrapped with flammable and burn-resistant things like rosin on the outside, and a large number of insect repellent herbs on the inside.
After the torch was lit, the fresh herbs were burned, and a large amount of thick smoke suddenly emerged.
This thick smoke carries a very pungent smell, which makes it unbearable for even people, let alone flies.
"Let's go into the forest!"
Jiang Xuan also raised a burning torch, and then took the lead in Yue Ya and walked into the forest.
"Dong dong dong..."
A hunting group of hundreds of warriors followed Jiang Xuan and began to walk into the forest.
At first, everyone was still a little scared, fearing that the WeChat situation like before would happen again.
When they walked a little further inside, they found that the flies were indeed afraid to approach due to the thick smoke, and the people in the hunting team finally relaxed their worries.
"Hey..."
Not long after Jiang Xuan rode away on Yue Ya, Tang Yuan, who was responsible for the state in the sky, suddenly screamed.
"There is a situation ahead."
Jiang Xuan shouted, causing the team to temporarily stop advancing.
Jiang Xuan looked around, and finally saw a black totem pattern on a big tree not far away.
This totem pattern looks like a very big fly.
Jiang Xuan was refreshed. Since there are totem patterns, there must be tribes.
If there is no accident, those flies that can cause people to coma are all related to this tribe. The stolen prey and weapons of the hunting team are also related to this tribe.
Of course, what Tangyuan discovered was definitely not the totem pattern, but other things, such as people, houses, etc.
Jiang Xuan found the tallest tree nearby and climbed up quickly, and Uncaria also hurriedly followed.
When he climbed to the treetops, Jiang Xuan looked forward and saw a large amount of smoke floating into the sky between the lush woods.
He was very familiar with this kind of smoke, because only a large number of fire pits or a large number of bonfires could create this kind of scene.
Jiang Xuandao: "There must be a tribe ahead. Let the soldiers advance carefully. Don't step on any traps or be ambushed!"
"yes!"
Uncaria agreed, then quickly climbed down from the tree and relayed what she had just discovered and Jiang Xuan's words to everyone.
Jiang Xuan himself stared at the surrounding environment for a while.
He found that the number of those little flies was unbelievable.
They gather together, like small groups of dark clouds, flying quickly in the distance.
It's just that the Vine Tribe used repellent herbs as torches, and the strong smell made them afraid to get close.
"This tribe must be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise it will be troublesome to deal with the people and these flies after the herbs are burned out."
Jiang Xuan climbed down from the tree, then led the hunting team to move forward, approaching the strange tribe in front.
…
Tribe of Stinging Flies.
At this time, in a wooden house in the middle of the forest, as the Vine Tribe warriors continued to approach, the members of the Stinging Fly Tribe all panicked.
"What should I do? The people from the Vine Tribe are here to take revenge."
"The stinging flies didn't stop them."
"I told you not to steal their prey."
"What's the use of talking about this now? Think of a way..."
The tribesmen of the Stinging Fly Tribe were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, and even their tempers became much grumpier.
The Stinging Fly Tribe is just a small tribe with a population of just over 600 people. Their biggest reliance is on those stinging flies that can cause people to coma or even die.
Once the stinging flies are unable to play their role, with their small population and combat effectiveness, what can they do to resist the powerful Vine tribe?
This is also the reason why they only dared to steal the things even though they had the opportunity to kill the hunting team of the Vine Tribe.
They couldn't bear the fierce revenge of the Vine tribe.
"Shut up, everyone!"
At this moment, the leader came out with the old shaman on his arm. He shouted loudly, and the tribesmen of the Stinging Fly tribe suddenly became silent and did not dare to argue anymore.
The status of the leader and the shaman in the tribe was too high. When they appeared at the same time, no one in the tribe dared to contradict them.
Wu was an old woman with gray hair. Her skin was as wrinkled as dry orange peel, but her eyes were still sharp.
She glanced at all the clan members, was silent for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice: "Surrender."
"surrender?"
Even the leader of the Stinging Fly tribe did not expect that Wu would actually say such words, and the other tribesmen looked at Wu in disbelief.
Wu continued: "If you don't surrender, everyone will die. If you surrender, maybe you can survive."
"The Vine Tribe is too powerful..."
Speaking of this, there was an extreme sense of powerlessness in Wu's eyes.
As a witch, she can master more information than ordinary tribesmen, but the more information she masters, the clearer she becomes that the Stinging Fly Tribe is unable to resist the Vine Tribe.
The leader said unwillingly: "They are not many people. Didn't we deal with them last time? What's more, we have the Fly God..."
Wu interrupted him and said: "But the Fly God told me that the patron saint of the Vine Tribe is also here!"
"What...what..."
When the leader heard these words, he felt as if he was struck by lightning, as if his bones had been ripped away, and he could no longer say anything to fight back.
How could a small Tribe of Stinging Flies be able to stop a large tribal totem god?
