The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 265
"Be honest, if you move around again, I will kill you!"

Honghua held the stone knife and threatened the four warriors of the Diao tribe with fierce eyes.

Everyone has the instinct to survive, and the warriors of the Diao tribe were no exception. They were so threatened by the red flower, and they were really honest, and they dared not move any more.

After a while, the person at the bottom said: "We won't run away, can you, move the person above me? I... I was crushed uncomfortably."

"Hold on!"

Honghua glared at him. With the physique of a totem warrior, lying on the ground and pressing a few people on top of her was nothing at all.

When Hong Hua turned to look at Chen Bei, her eyes were much gentler, not as fierce as before.

"Boss, what about these people and these two giant eagles?"

Chen Bei thought for a while, and said: "Since we caught it and killed the waste, it's better to let them help us transport a batch of salt back to the tribe."

Hong Hua's eyes lit up, and she said, "That's right, why didn't I expect that the leader is so smart."

"It's all here, with so much salt on the ground, how can you go back empty-handed."

Honghua turned around again, put the stone knife on the neck of a warrior of the Diao tribe, and said, "Did you hear what you said just now? Either, help us transport the salt back to the Mang tribe, or, I will cut your neck and choose one."

"I... I... I carry salt..."

The eagle tribe fighters finally gave up struggling and became captives. If you don't want to die, you should be more obedient.

"what about you?"

Honghua took the knife again and stared at the other three.

"We are lucky too!"

"That's right, as long as you don't kill us, you can do anything."

Hong Hua turned her head, lowered her voice and said to Chen Bei: "Boss, they all agreed."

Chen Bei nodded and said: "Then untie the ropes on their bodies and let them fill the animal skin bags they brought."

"Unlock all of them?"

"Keep the rope on your feet." Chen Bei thought of those slaves working in the middle of the country who had ropes tied to their feet and couldn't run fast. This method is also good for dealing with captives.

"Okay, chief."

Honghua quickly untied the rattan ropes from the hands of the four people, and the four people finally stood up and stretched their tied wrists.

"Quickly load the salt!"

Under Honghua's urging, the four of them could only act obediently. With Chenbei around, it was difficult for them to even think of running away.

Chen Bei was too strong, even if their feet were not tied, they couldn't escape.

The eagle tribe warriors brought a total of ten animal skin bags, which could hold seven or eight hundred catties of salt.

After the four eagle tribe warriors loaded the salt, they were divided into two halves, and five bags of salt were tied on the back of a giant eagle.

Salt plus the weight of two people is equivalent to at least six hundred catties for each giant eagle.

Although the giant eagle is huge, it is not easy to fly for such a long time and fly so far, and it is not easy to carry six hundred catties.

Chen Bei himself packed more than a dozen catties of salt in his animal skin bag, and the safflower did the same. Now that he came, if he didn't take some back with him, he would always feel that there was something wrong with it.

After everything was done, Chen Bei said to the four warriors of the Eagle Tribe: "Just like before, you two sit on one eagle and fly to the Mang Tribe."

"I warn you, it's best to be honest. If you want to escape halfway, hey, you just try."

Chen Bei glanced around, selected a stone in the distance, quickly took out the bow and arrow, bent the bow and set the arrow in one go, and then let go of the bowstring.

"Snapped!"

The stone was shot by the bone arrow, the arrowhead was completely submerged, and the tail of the arrow kept trembling.

"Go get the arrow back."

Chen Bei said to a warrior of the Eagle tribe.

The soldier immediately went to pick up the arrows, and when he got there, he looked at the rock, his face turned pale with fright.

I saw that half of the bone arrow had gone into the stone and could not be pulled out.

Helpless, he had no choice but to hold the stone and return to Chen Bei.

Chen Bei took the stone and slapped it with a slap. He heard a "pop", and the stone was smashed into pieces by him.

Chen Bei picked up the bone arrow and took a look. There were already cracks on the bone arrow. Obviously, it couldn't bear such a strong force, and it didn't break off on the spot because the materials were ready.

Chen Bei put away the bone arrow, and said to the frightened eagle tribe warrior in front of him, "Remember, don't try to escape, as long as you honestly transport the salt back to the Mang tribe, I won't make things difficult for you."

The eagle tribe warrior nodded numbly. Obviously, Chen Bei had shocked him too much, and he hadn't recovered yet.

"Let's go, let's go."

Chen Bei jumped onto the back of the flamingo, and Hong Hua followed.

The four eagle tribe totem warriors looked at each other, climbed onto the giant eagle's back bitterly, and then ordered the giant eagle to fly in the direction of the Mang tribe.

The two giant eagles stood up, quickly ran forward for a certain distance, flapped their wings, and quickly flew up.

In contrast, it is much simpler for a flamingo to take off. It just kicks its feet, spreads its wings, and flies into the sky in a few strokes.

Afterwards, the two giant eagles in front and the flamingo in the back flew towards the Mang tribe together.

After flying into the sky, Chen Bei turned his head and looked in the direction of the salt lake. This is a treasure land, which can provide salt continuously, and it doesn't need to work hard to purify it. It can be sold after taking it home and smashing it.

"From now on, this place will no longer belong to the Eagle tribe."

Chen Bei decided that this place will become one of the sources of salt for the Mang tribe in the future. As for the Diao tribe, if they refuse to accept it, they can fight again.

Today's Mang tribe has more than [-] totem warriors and a population of over [-], so there is no need to fear other tribes.

After they left, a group of ragged tribesmen suddenly appeared around the salt pond.

They were tanned all over, except for a tattered animal skin around their waists. Some of them didn't even wear anything, and they were naked, holding only crude stone spears.

The faces of these people were painted with khaki totem patterns, and they looked like a scorpion with its tail pin up.

This is one of the small tribes in the desert, the people of the Scorpion Tribe, they have been living on the edge of the desert, and have lived here for many years.

"Have they all gone?"

"These damned southerners, they always come to our sacred lake to collect salt."

"Who made them stronger than us, bear with it."

No matter which tribe, there are always some smarter people, because generally a tribe without smart people will perish very quickly.

The same goes for the Scorpion Tribe. Although they regard this salt lake as a sacred lake and do not allow others to desecrate it, they can only bear with it when they encounter a big tribe like the Eagle Tribe.

If the tribe is not strong enough, it must be able to bear it. If it cannot bear it, it will be easily wiped out.

……

Two days later, two giant eagles and a flamingo flew over the Mang tribe.

Afterwards, the two giant eagles were forced by the flamingo, and reluctantly landed on the ground.

"The leader is back!"

These two giant eagles have attracted many eyes. When the people of the Mang tribe saw Chen Bei coming back, they could easily guess what happened to these two giant eagles.

"Look, the leader is really powerful. After two days of going out, he caught two giant eagles back, and they still have a lot of things on their backs."

"Of course the leader is powerful. Needless to say, quickly remove the things from the giant eagle's back."

When the Mang tribe unloaded ten bags of salt from the giant eagle's back and opened the mouth of the bag, everyone was shocked again.

Afterwards, they looked at Chen Bei even more frantically.

Chen Bei is really good at creating surprises for people.

When the people of the Mang tribe were rejoicing, the people of the four tribes of the Eagle tribe could only stand aside, trying to reduce their sense of existence.

After all, being a prisoner is not an honorable thing.

(End of this chapter)