With the arrival of the Yanjiao tribe, the Drumming tribesmen, who were originally nervous and worried, felt less pressure. At least in the coming war, they would not be fighting alone. With a helper, they felt more at ease.
After the two chiefs finished talking, they began to build houses in a place with fewer ponds. After all, not everyone liked to live on ponds. Fan Mu had considered this point, and after discussing it with Ao, they decided to divide the area.
That place was slightly away from the Drumming tribe's dwelling area. Usually, besides the patrolling team, no one would go there, so Ao took a fancy to it.
Even if the two tribes cooperated, they would still be on guard against each other. They were not so familiar with each other that they would not guard against each other. Moreover, that place was closer to the tributary where they docked their ships.
Not only could it solve the housing problem, but it could also maintain a satisfactory distance. Naturally, there were no objections.
With the help of the Drumming tribesmen, the construction efficiency was naturally faster. The next day, there were many more houses in that area full of weeds and trees. The houses were relatively simple, but it did not matter. The Yanjiao tribesmen did not care. They were not going to live here for long. Once the Drumming tribe's affairs were settled, they would leave.
The elderly, women, and children were still placed on the ships. The ships were relatively safe. If there was an invasion, the Yanjiao tribesmen would do their best to prevent the invaders from boarding.
"Shao Xuan!"
Shao Xuan was taking care of the trees and bushes around the newly built temporary residence, and setting up some warning traps. Hearing someone call his name, he looked up.
After two years, Chen Jia had obviously grown a lot taller, but there was a scar on his face, like a knife wound.
"What happened?" Shao Xuan pointed at the scar on Chen Jia's face.
"This?" Chen Jia laughed, very proud. "It was left from last year's Water Moon Festival."
The Drumming tribe had a lot of trouble every year during the Water Moon Festival. Last year, Chen Jia participated in the defense battle and was slightly injured. The scar on his face was left at that time.
While laughing, Chen Jia became depressed again. "This year, my father did not let me participate in the battle. I had to secretly sharpen my knife."
Because of the news, the people of the Drumming tribe sounded the highest alarm. Unless it was absolutely necessary, they naturally wouldn't allow these young children to join. If anything happened to the warriors who participated in the battle, these young people who were still in their growth period would be the tribe's future hope.
Seeing Shao Xuan, Chen Jia was very happy. He told Shao Xuan everything that had happened in the past two years, especially his heroic battle last year.
Young warriors were always happy to share their glorious achievements with others.
After he finished speaking, Chen Jia looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, he asked in a low voice, "Shao Xuan, do the people in your tribe usually dress like this?" Chen Jia gestured to his head, neck, and body.
"No, I only dress up like this on important days," Shao Xuan said.
Did that mean that the Yanjiao tribe still valued their own tribe? Chen Jia was very happy. He decided to go back and tell everyone about this discovery.
"That's right, Shao Xuan, where's your animal skin coat?" Chen Jia looked inside the house. Previously, when he saw the Yanjiao tribe people, his gaze never left the Yanjiao tribe people's bodies. Those unknown animal skins and all kinds of ornaments, as well as those big teeth, made his eyes stare straight!
However, Chen Jia wasn't familiar with the other Yanjiao tribe people, so he could only come to Shao Xuan's place. He wanted to see the Yanjiao tribe's clothing, so he could go back and brag to others.
"I only brought one piece. It's in the wooden box inside. The rest are on the boat." Shao Xuan pointed to the wooden box in the corner.
This was something that Old Ke had asked Caesar to send over early in the morning. There were two boxes. One contained daily necessities and clothes, and the other contained the enlarged Thorn Black Wind clothing. Old Ke was worried that Shao Xuan wouldn't have anything to show off.
"Can I take a look?" Chen Jia asked expectantly.
"Sure."
Chen Jia happily ran to the front of the wooden box and opened it.
"Oh –" Chen Jia touched the clothes that were covered with spikes. Other than crocodiles, they had only seen a few wild beasts. They had never seen a beast with so many long thorns.
While Chen Jia was looking at the Thorn Black Wind clothing with shining eyes, Shao Xuan also casually asked about the upcoming war.
Don't underestimate this group of rebellious children. The things that they know may not be less than the adults. Chen Jia and the other children have a very close relationship with each other.
"Other than the Drumming tribe, there's also the Drumming tribe. It's also a very dangerous tribe." Chen Jia said.
"Drumming tribe?"
"Yes, a friend of mine overheard it. It's just that the Drumming tribe is close to the central region and rarely comes here. This time, they will probably come, but I'm not sure. "Chen Jia told Shao Xuan all the information he had gathered.
As Shao Xuan listened, he changed the direction of the thin silk thread in his hand. He thought to himself: It seems that this time, there will be many people coming here to snatch the water moonstones. Moreover, they are all fierce characters. Maybe there will be people from the central region involved.
No wonder the people of the Drumming tribe were so desperate.
The Yanjiao tribe, I have to be more cautious.
At night, Shao Xuan shared a room with eight warriors. Among them were Keke and Tuo. They were all people he knew.
As the night deepened, there were no fires in the Drumming tribe. The Yanjiao tribe also went to bed early. There were no fires around, only the moonlight sprinkling down.
In the middle of the night, Keke woke up because he wanted to pee. He got up in a daze and went outside to relieve himself.
Not long after Keke went out, an undetectable buzzing sound was heard.
Shao Xuan suddenly opened his eyes and carefully identified the direction of the silk thread. Shao Xuan took out his leather whistle and blew it a few times. It sounded like the sound of insects in the night.
Keke, who was walking in a daze from his room into the forest, suddenly stopped. He yawned and continued to walk forward. However, after stretching his body, he put his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist.
It was a habit of hunting. When outside, no matter where, no matter what, the knife would never leave his body.
It was the first time he came to such a strange tribe, so he had to be more careful.
Except for the first day when everyone dressed up, they changed back to their original clothes on the second day, which made it easier to work.
At this time, most of the people of the Yanjiao tribe were wearing sleeveless animal skin clothes. On Keke's exposed strong arms, the muscles were like hard stones, and the meridians on his arms were pulsing. His strong body looked like a solid wall. At first glance, he really did look like someone from the Drumming tribe.
Keke walked into the depths of the forest step by step.
While walking, Keke suddenly adjusted the totem power in his body to the limit. The momentum around his body rose instantly, and the flame-like lines appeared clearly on his exposed arms.
He stomped his feet on the ground, splashing mud and grass. Keke's figure shot out like a bullet, rushing in one direction.
Was he discovered?!
The man in the grass didn't know how he was discovered so quickly, even though he was good at hiding.
When did the people of the Drumming tribe become so sharp?
The man hiding in the grass didn't expect that the sleepy guy would suddenly attack. Moreover, the guy was running straight towards him. He was so fast that he didn't have much time to react.
This kind of attack was similar to the people of the Drumming tribe, who broke out in an instant and closely followed the prey.
The person in the grass also reacted quickly. He hurriedly stepped back a few meters. His movement was not as fierce as Keke's, but it was also very fast. His figure flashed from left to right, and the next moment, he suddenly rushed to another direction like lightning. His whole person was like a ghost in the night, drifting unpredictably.
He thought that after dodging the first explosion, he would be able to get rid of the opponent's tight chase. But soon, he found that it was useless!
The wall-like figure kept chasing him, and became more and more flexible. His speed was no slower than his!
How could it be?!
The man who was dodging was horrified.
Didn't they say that when facing the people of the Drumming tribe, as long as he dodged the first explosion, he would be able to get rid of them?
But what was going on now?!
The two sides were getting closer and closer. The stone knife flashed with the night wind, mixed with the cold killing intent.
The man only felt a gust of wind. His sensitive nose was full of fierce blood smell. It didn't smell like human blood, but more like something more dangerous.
The man's eyes flashed with despair. His whole body was cold, and his legs seemed to be frozen. His movements were slow for a moment. He could hear the sound of his heart beating like a thunder drum.
In the sparse woods, under the moonlight, Keke's face also became clear.
Seeing Keke's face, the man's pupils shrank.
No!
No!
This was not the people of the Drumming tribe!
Who the hell was this?!
Before he lost consciousness, he could only see the shadow of the knife and the flame-like lines under the moonlight.
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