The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 21 Weakness is the original sin

"Boom boom boom!"

In the middle of the night, there was a sudden sound of dull footsteps in the salt flat, and the ground trembled slightly.

"what?"

The night watchman of the hunting team noticed the anomaly immediately and woke everyone up.

Chen Bei sat up in an instant, grabbed the stone spear beside him, and instinctively made a gesture of preparing to attack.

"Boss, it's too dark, we can't see clearly, can you see what it is?"

Yun and the others gathered around the fire, trying their best to see what was in the distance, but there was no moonlight tonight, so they couldn't see what was in the distance at all.

Chen Bei is an intermediate totem warrior, all organs and senses of the body will be qualitatively improved, and he has a certain night vision ability.

Chen Bei looked intently, and saw some huge black figures in the distance, licking the salt flats. They should also be some large mammals who came to look for salt to eat.

"It seems to be... a wild boar, strange, why is it so big, bigger than a bison."

Adult wild boars weigh more than two thousand catties, which is considered a relatively large prey, but Chen Bei observed that the size of this herd of wild boars was even larger than that of bison.

Yun said excitedly: "Boss, it should be a giant wild boar!"

Chen Bei thought about it carefully, he seemed to have heard of it, but he had never seen it with his own eyes.

Giant wild boars are one of the fierce beasts in the mountains and forests. Ordinary hunting teams dare not provoke them, because they are huge in size and have amazing attack power. If they are not careful when hunting, they will die.

It is said that if a wild boar king appeared among the giant wild boars, even a wild bear would not dare to provoke it easily.

The barbarian bear is one of the overlords in the forest, and even he dare not provoke it, which shows how powerful the giant wild boar king is.

Yun asked nervously, "Will they come towards us?"

If the giant herd of wild boars were to go this way, they would have to escape for their lives.

Chen Bei shook his head and said, "They have no intention of going this way."

A newly awakened warrior said: "Chief, I heard from my grandfather that the tusks of a giant wild boar are the glory of a hunter. If we can hunt one, we don't need to look for other prey..."

Chen Bei rubbed his chin, and said: "Groups of giant wild boars are not to be provoked. If there are single ones, you can give it a try."

Yun glared at the new soldier with dissatisfaction, saying that there is nothing to do, this is not adding to the chaos.

Are giant wild boars so easy to hunt?The leader is so young, if something happens to his head and he takes the risk of hunting a giant wild boar, who can take the responsibility?
The new soldier shrank his neck and lowered his head, not daring to speak any more.

The giant wild boars did not stay in the salt flats for long, and they disappeared soon after the salt was replenished.

The hunting team let out a sigh of relief, except for those who took turns to watch the night, the others continued to sleep.

The next day, just before dawn, members of the hunting team woke up one after another.

"Take animal skin bags to pack the white soil on the ground. Each person packs a bag and carries it back. We will try our best to get back to the tribe before dark."

Chen Bei directed everyone in the hunting team to install salt soil, but he didn't tell everyone what it was.

The matter of salt is still a secret, and Chen Bei doesn't plan to make it public in the short term, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Chen Bei himself is also holding a large animal skin bag. Generally, the animal skin bag is the skin completely peeled off from the prey, and it can be used directly by tying the skin on the bottom and legs.

After Chen Bei filled the animal skin bag, he tied the opening and the bottom with two ropes made of animal skin, and then used the animal skin bag as a backpack and carried it directly on his body.

This is much better than carrying it. It frees up both hands and saves effort.

The others followed suit and carried animal skin bags filled with salt soil on their backs with two ropes.

After a totem warrior finished carrying it, he asked in a low voice, "Boss, why are we carrying this white soil back?"

This time, Chen Bei didn't get used to him, and said directly: "This is what Wu wants, why don't you ask Wu?"

Hearing Chen Bei's words, no one dared to say anything. Who would dare to ask Wu what he wanted?

"Go, go back, hunt if you meet prey on the road, and hunt again next time if you don't."

With the salt soil on his back, Chen Bei didn't want to spend the night in the mountains and forests, because animals are very sensitive to the smell of salt soil. If a beast that urgently needs to be replenished with salt came to attack at night, it would be bad.

The hunting team began to rush back, but they also encountered several large prey on the way. Chenbei hunted them down at the fastest speed, and then carried on carrying them to the direction of the tribe.

Although Chen Bei tried his best to avoid trouble all the way, unexpectedly, at noon, an accident happened.

They came to a mountain forest and had just hunted and killed two triangular green sheep, and they were going to carry them back together.

At this time, almost all ten people had prey on them, and they returned with a full reward.

However, just as they were about to move on, suddenly, hundreds of people emerged from the forest and surrounded them.

Chen Bei was also nervous for a while, is this the danger Qing Zhu mentioned?
He noticed that the totem lines on the faces of these people were somewhat familiar, resembling black snakes entangled together.

He remembered that these people were the hunting team he met last time, and they avoided them at that time, but they bumped into them this time.

"Which tribe are you from?"

In this hunting team, a mid-level totem warrior stepped out, and beside him, there were two mid-level totem warriors who were very powerful.

The most conspicuous thing is that each of these three people has a snake wrapped around their bodies, and it is alive. The snake's head swallowed a letter, and looked at Chen Bei and the others coldly.

"Mang Tribe, Chen."

Chen Bei reported his tribe and name.

"Mang Tribe? Never heard of it."

"I am the captain of the hunting team of the Black Snake Tribe. My name is Fang Fang. Now, I declare that your prey is ours."

Fang Fang doesn't pay attention to these people at all. In the mountains and forests, it is common to snatch prey and even kill people.

If these few people want to resist, he doesn't mind killing them all.

Of course, once there is a battle, there will definitely be certain casualties on both sides. This is what Fang Fang doesn't want to see, because the Black Snake Tribe died a lot in winter, so there is no need to die a few more.

"Black Snake Tribe!"

Chen Bei found that after Yun and the others heard the words "Black Tribe", everyone's eyes were full of hatred and anger, and they gritted their teeth, wishing to go up and fight for their lives immediately.

To be precise, since they were surrounded and they saw each other's totem patterns clearly, Yun and the others felt a little bit wrong.

"what happened?"

Chen Bei asked Yun in a low voice, he felt that just being robbed of prey, they would not be like this.

"It's them who wiped out the Turtle Tribe. If Wu hadn't had a premonition and told us to run ahead, we would all be dead now!"

"Boss, I want to... fight them!"

Yun firmly held the short spear in his hand, and he was running with the power of the totem. If he didn't have a little reason left, he would really rush forward.

"Calm down! You will die in vain if you charge up now!"

Chen Bei pressed his hand, and glanced at the people behind him, calming them down with stern eyes.

"Be patient for now, I swear, when the tribe becomes stronger in the future, I will help you avenge it!"

Chen Bei forcibly pressed Yun's hand down, and at the same time sternly warned the totem warriors behind him not to let them move.

Du Fang stood far away, and Chen Bei's voice was very low, so Du Fang didn't hear what they were saying clearly, and he didn't have any suspicions. After all, anyone who is robbed of prey is almost desperate like this.

Poison Fang sneered and said: "Why, want to fight for your life? Just rely on you guys? Let's hand over the prey obediently, lest we do it."

Chen Bei took a deep breath and said, "Put the prey on the ground."

After speaking, he took the lead in putting his prey on the ground.

But Yun and the others still didn't move, they were unwilling to hand over their prey to the enemy.

"Didn't you listen to what the leader said? If the prey is gone, you can hunt again. If the man is gone, how can you take revenge?"

Chen Bei's words finally touched Yun, and he put the prey on the ground with extreme reluctance.

The leader and captain were released, and the others had to put their prey on the ground.

Chen Bei said to Fang Fang: "All the prey is given to you, can we go?"

Fang Fang looked at the animal skin bags behind them and said, "What are you carrying on your back? Put it down too."

Chen Bei didn't panic at all, he wasn't worried that these people would recognize the salt soil, because few people knew about this thing, let alone how to separate the salt from the salt soil.

Chen Bei put down the animal skin bag, opened the mouth of the bag, grabbed a handful of salt soil from it, and said, "This is white clay, we took it back to build an altar, it's not prey, it's of no use to you."

Many tribes, especially small tribes, still choose to build altars with earth, and they will choose earth of various colors, so Chen Bei's words make sense.

Du Fang casually pointed to an intermediate totem warrior, and said, "Go and have a look."

The mid-level totem warrior walked over, took a closer look, even reached in, and rummaged through the animal skin bag, there was indeed no prey.

He checked the other men's hide bags as well, then returned to Fang.

"There is indeed no prey."

Fang Fang is only interested in prey, since it is really soil, there is no need to stay.

"Take your soil away, leave your prey, and get lost."

Fang waved his hand, ready to let his side take over their prey.

Chen Bei put the animal skin bag on his back again, and forced Yun and others to leave.

After they left, the hunting team of the Black Snake Tribe pointed behind them.

"A group of cowards, let us pick up so many prey for nothing."

"The Mang tribe, I've never heard of it. It's really reckless that such a few people dare to enter the mountain."

"I wish they'd come a few more times so we could grab a few more."

……

The voice behind him was so ear-piercing that the lungs of the Mang tribe's hunting team were about to explode.

But Chen Bei didn't stop, because he knew that the weak were the ones to be robbed.

In the mountains and forests, being weak is the original sin. If you can't beat others, you can only be robbed by others. There is nothing to say.

In the evening, they finally returned to the tribe. Although they killed a few more prey on the way, their faces were still very ugly and their hearts were full of anger.

(End of this chapter)