After traveling through ancient times, she became a wild woman

Ah Ban felt extremely uncomfortable. He wanted to cough and vomit, but he couldn't. Instead, he was holding his breath even tighter.

He can't fall, he has to stay upright.

He had to protect the tribe, the ship, and the people.

He cannot afford to be sorry to the clan leader or the clan members.

Awen took off his bloody clothes and looked at the dozens of jagged wounds on his chest and back. With tears in his eyes, he carefully applied medicine to him.

There was one of the most dangerous wounds on his neck, but it just avoided the important part and only cut the skin and bled.

The fact that he was very lucky... also meant that he was very skilled at preventing his enemies from succeeding and protecting himself well.

The ship's eaves were filled with a strong smell of blood, but no one felt sick or uncomfortable because they were all used to it.

The injured tribesmen were half lying down, all lying down, or sitting.

But without any surprise, they all had smiles on their faces, because they won, they killed all the enemies, and they protected the tribe.

"I've prepared ginger soup, come and drink some." A Chui led the females to bring the ginger soup, "Warm yourself first, the rice has been steamed, you can eat it later."

After hearing this, A-Ban raised his eyes and looked at A-Cui, and heard her say: "You have been fighting all night, and it is almost dawn. When you are full, go to sleep as soon as possible."

Awen saw Aban frowning and quickly echoed Achui's words: "Yes, yes, since those humans dare to attack in the middle of the night, it means they will not come during the day."

"If they come again at night, you will rest during the day and you will not be exhausted at night."

"Besides, aren't there still us?"

"We are also members of the Qinglong Tribe. We can also fight, protect the tribe, and protect the people."

The other tribesmen listened and looked at Aban and nodded repeatedly to express their wishes: "Captain, we can, you go and rest."

"Yes, you can protect us better if you rest well."

"We are here during the day, don't be afraid."

"Aban, you should rest."

"Aban, it's time for you and the warriors to rest."

The tribesmen persuaded each other with every word, but Aban was not stubborn and nodded in agreement.

After drinking ginger soup, wiping the blood on my body, and eating rice to fill my stomach, the sky was bright.

Aban did not go to sleep immediately, but stood on the observation deck, looking at the misty river, frowning.

There was no light at night, so we couldn't see what was happening on the water.

It was daybreak now, and everything lay clear before them on the water.

Aju stood beside him, watching with him the pouring rain and the bodies floating in the rain.

The corpse had no clothes on and was floating on the water with its arms and legs wide open.

Some of the corpses still had large black knives or broken spears stuck in them.

Corpses with half their heads missing, corpses with severed arms and legs... all kinds of strange corpses are enough to show that these people died in a miserable way.

Occasionally, a clothed corpse floated by. Aban's pupils tightened and his clenched fist moved, but he did not reach out.

Everyone in his clan is dead, what can he do?
We couldn't drag the body back to the ship.

Even the corpses on the boat will eventually be thrown overboard.

How could the corpses of the tribesmen who were thrown off the boat in the middle of the night battle be fished out again?

Big ships are for living people, not for dead people.

The clan members were dead, and no matter how sad or painful he was, he couldn't bring them back to life even by picking up their corpses.

Aju looked at the clansman who was still joking yesterday, but now he was a white corpse on the cold water, with red eyes.

He felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to cry, but he was also worried about Aban being sad and blaming himself, so he had to put his fist to his lips and cough hard, blinking away the tears and letting the discomfort escape.Well, sure enough, I feel a little more comfortable.

He secretly looked at A-Ban, who was still standing motionless as before, looking steadily at the water.

His whole face was soaked by the rain, but he didn't care at all. He was like a dummy, not moving at all.

Aju felt sorry for Aban when he saw him, and hurriedly pulled him back: "The rain has wet your clothes again, move back inside."

Aban was pulled back two steps like a puppet, his eyes still on the river, but fortunately he spoke out: "Throw all the corpses on the deck overboard."

Aju's eyes turned red again as he had just suppressed them: "Well, I will tell you. Don't be too sad. Everyone is waiting for you to lead us to find the clan leader."

Aban shook his head, his eyes became brighter, he looked at Aju and said firmly: "I will definitely do it."

He didn't dare to fall down even if he couldn't find the clan leader.

This is the task assigned to him by the patriarch and the trust placed in him by the patriarch. He must fulfill it.

Otherwise, he would not dare to die.

Aju found a tribesman and asked him to tell the warriors on the boat's edge to throw all the corpses of the tribesmen on the deck into the river.

He rushed back and stood beside A-Ban to accompany him: "A-Ban, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." A'Ban's voice was hoarse than before, as if he was holding back.

Aju looked at Aban who was neither sad nor happy, and felt that something was wrong with him. He asked softly again: "Aban, are you okay?"

Ah Ban's eyes were still fixed on the river, and his voice was calm: "It's okay."

Aju didn't think so, so he told Aban a few words and quickly ran to find Azuo and Ayou: "I think something is wrong with Aban."

Zuo's most serious injury was being slashed on the chest by a big black knife. He groaned weakly: "What's wrong?"

"I can't tell you, but when you see him, you feel that something is wrong with him." Aju frowned and shook his head.

Ah You was so injured that he couldn't move: "You are smarter than us. If you say something is wrong with him, then there must be something wrong with him. You should watch him carefully."

Aju bit his nails and walked around, his facial features wrinkled together: "It feels like this, he saw so many people died, and he didn't cry..."

He shook his head again: "That's not the case. He didn't smile either, but it's not right either. He just had a dull face like that. I felt like he was dead. He looked at me very scared."

He couldn't describe the feeling, but something didn't look right.

Zuo said softly: "Tell Awen, hasn't Awen been with Arthur for a few days? Maybe she can know something."

Aju suddenly realized: "Yes, I will ask Awen to ask her."

The tribesmen who can follow Arthur are all great, and they should know something.

Awen was quickly brought to Azuo and Ayou by Aju. The four of them formed a small group and told Awen about Aban's situation. Finally, they all looked at Awen.

"I..." Awen was frightened by the looks of these three people, "Don't look at me like this..."

Aju said anxiously: "I can only rely on you. Think about whether Arthur said anything like this when he taught you herbal medicine."

Awen said: "Let me think about it."

Aju, Zuo and You are all waiting.

Xiao Se taught the tribesmen how to recognize herbal medicine, and also taught the females medical science.

Then from these females, females with excellent medical skills are selected for training, and Awen is one of them.

Although I haven't been with Arthur for a few days, what I can hear and learn from Arthur's side is definitely better than those of them who don't understand anything at all.

Awen thought for a while and said uncertainly: "Arthur said something, but I'm not sure if it is?"

The three of them said in unison: "You say it." (End of Chapter)