This Is My Primitive Tribe-Chapter 256 - 164 Conflict_2

Although we caught quite a lot of prey this time, the loss and injury of so many people left everyone’s hearts heavy, and the atmosphere on the road was extremely oppressive.

The Primordial World is like this, to survive, you fight against heaven, against beasts, against people; casualties are common.

Only those with both strength and luck can live longer than others.

After returning to the tribe, all the severely injured were carried to Chi Shao for treatment, and the Old Witch came to help upon hearing the news.

"Leader, what happened?"

Nan Xing saw the row of corpses in front of the altar and the silent warriors, and anxiously asked Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan replied in a low voice, "Encountered a strange tribe that wanted to seize our prey, fought a battle."

Nan Xing clenched his fist, wanting to say something, but felt powerless.

He is the head of the Guard Team; unless a tribal war breaks out, he must constantly stay in the tribe to defend it.

Jiang Xuan patted Nan Xing’s back, saying, "Don’t worry, we will avenge them."

Jiang Xuan stood up, looking at the row of corpses: "If we want the tribe to be stable, if we want the clansmen to be safe, we must not be afraid of fighting!"

"We must repay blood with blood, a tooth for a tooth, fight to earn a fierce reputation, making others fear our Vine Tribe’s Totem Pattern!"

"Before winter’s arrival, before the Vine God slumbers, while the large dragonflies are still around, we will annihilate the tribe that dared to strike against us, avenging our clansmen!"

Jiang Xuan’s words made Nan Xing’s blood boil, and he exclaimed excitedly, "Leader, if we go to battle, make sure to take me!"

Jiang Xuan nodded, saying, "Alright!"

At this moment, a warrior brought eight large Beast Hides to wrap the bodies according to tribal customs, and then take them to the north slope of the tribe for burial.

This slope already has over a hundred earthen graves, all belonging to deceased members of the Vine Tribe.

As the soil began to be filled, cries echoed across the slope, the families of the deceased were heartbroken.

Jiang Xuan comforted the deceased’s families and promised revenge for the warriors.

After the funeral, Jiang Xuan went to Chi Shao’s courtyard.

With Chi Shao and the Old Witch’s efforts, the lives of the severely injured were saved, but some would be permanently disabled.

Jiang Xuan comforted them, "Do not fear, you have bled for the tribe, and the tribe will take care of you for the rest of your lives, never abandoning you."

"Leader..."

The severely injured choked up, their biggest fear being useless after disability and abandoned by the tribe.

"Recover well, the tribe will need you again."

"Leader, we will definitely recover well and continue to serve the tribe."

The fighting spirit in the severely injured was reignited.

"Good, I’ll await you!"

After comforting the severely injured, Jiang Xuan found Chi Shao.

Chi Shao was washing her hands with a green medicinal juice, something she did before and after tending to the wounded, part of the Witch Doctor’s experience.

Jiang Xuan guessed that this medicinal juice likely had antibacterial effects to prevent secondary infection of wounds.

"Sister, I’m planning to take revenge on that tribe."

Jiang Xuan shared his intentions with Chi Shao, that the purpose of fighting was to reduce unnecessary wars in the future.

After hearing, Chi Shao nodded and said, "Since you have decided, then fight, our Vine Tribe can no longer always retaliate after being bullied."

"I’ll start searching for that tribe right away, gather intelligence, and strive to eliminate them before the snow falls!"

After conferring with Chi Shao, Jiang Xuan hurriedly went out.

That tribe has flying large mantises; it’s best to annihilate them while the giant dragonflies still have fighting strength.

Time is quite tight as the weather grows colder.

Jiang Xuan returned to the courtyard, packed a few things, and prepared to ride Tang Yuan to locate the tribe that raises large mantises.

"Leader, Leader..."

Just then, an unexpected person came running hurriedly.

"Feng Chao, do you have something to tell me?"

Jiang Xuan stood next to Tang Yuan, looking at Feng Chao in confusion. freeweɓnovel-cøm

Feng Chao, while panting, said, "I... I can find that tribe, take me with you."

"You?"

Jiang Xuan was a bit incredulous; although after the Great High Priest, Feng Chao’s strength reached the level of Two-colored Warrior, the tribe had many Two-colored Warriors, unless she had special skills.

Knowing Jiang Xuan’s doubts, Feng Chao explained, "After autumn, many Wanderers gathered outside our tribe’s Vine Wall, they came from many tribes."

"Upon returning from hunting, I heard you were attacked by a tribe with large mantises, so I found those Wanderers, gave them some benefits, and got information about that tribe from one of the Wanderers."

Every autumn is when tribal wars are most frequent, to obtain more food for winter, they must fight.

Especially this year, with many tribes migrating from the Western Wilderness, the conflicts are more intense.

The tribe that wins the war can harvest more food to last through winter.

The tribe that loses the war either gets annihilated or faces massive starvation among clansmen when winter comes due to lack of food.

At such times, large numbers of Wanderers often appear.

These Wanderers also know they may die when winter comes, so they gather around relatively powerful tribes.

Even if they can’t join, they can find a relatively safe environment to survive.

Powerful tribes generally clear out threatening beasts, fierce beasts, and dangerous plants.