I am a Primitive Man

Chapter 478: Brush Past again!

Eight days later, the prepared Green Sparrow Tribe warriors, now in much better condition, led by the Eldest Senior Brother, set out towards the evil tribe.

For their safety, the Green Sparrow Tribe warriors took proactive measures. This time, the group had grown to sixty people, as Han Cheng wanted to be more cautious. The tribe itself was well-prepared with numerous arrangements and a significant number of adults, making it much stronger than when Han Cheng left the tribe to follow the river downstream. There was no need to worry.

This time, they were determined to eliminate the evil tribe.

Han Cheng stood on the wall, silently reciting in his heart as he watched the Eldest Senior Brother and the others depart. As for the possibility of casualties among their people, he deliberately chose not to think about it.

While the Eldest Senior Brother and the others were away, the remaining Green Sparrow Tribe members were not idle; they were still busy outside. Initially, the shaman did not want them to do this, as they would suffer more significant losses if attacked outside the compound. However, reality soon forced them to relent.

The fruits in the orchard were ripening in large quantities and needed to be picked and transported to the tribe. The rapeseed also needed to be planted soon, requiring the land to be prepared in advance.

For the Green Sparrow Tribe, these were crucial tasks that could not be neglected. However, when carrying out these tasks, the tribe members did not go out individually but in groups of ten or more, always carrying weapons.

Han Cheng also released Fu Jiang and the other four small Fu Jiangs, along with the third generation of dogs, to patrol around the tribe.

These traps were designed to catch humans and were made robustly. Not only had Fu Jiang previously identified their locations with Han Cheng, but even without identification, stepping on them would not typically cause any issues. Their weight was insufficient to collapse the traps.

Despite this, the shaman remained worried about potential accidents within the tribe. Han Cheng was somewhat concerned but not as anxiously worried as the shaman. Even though the likelihood of the evil tribe coming now was lower than before, if they did come, the tribe would still be in no better position with the Eldest Senior Brother and others away.

Han Cheng could only continually reassure the shaman to ease his worries and maintain a relaxed demeanor to influence and calm everyone’s nerves.

During these somewhat uneasy days, the Eldest Senior Brother and the others, under the guidance of the former donkey tribe leader, gradually approached the evil tribe’s cave.

“Hold on, send someone to check the situation quietly.”

When they were still a certain distance from the cave, the Eldest Senior Brother gave the order.

The Green Sparrow Tribe members, having traveled a long way, stopped in the forest as instructed. A few armed individuals accompanied the former donkey tribe leader as they slowly approached the cave.

The Eldest Senior Brother and the others watched them leave, gripping their weapons tightly and preparing for an immediate strike.

The former donkey tribe leader, whose arm had healed significantly, carried a stone spear with his good arm as he led the way, his eyes showing a fierce and vengeful excitement.

His eyes were slightly reddened, and he looked menacing.

This time, bringing more people than the evil tribe and with stronger combat capabilities!

They would rescue the surviving members of their own tribe and kill everyone in the evil tribe!

Just like when they killed the people of their tribe!

With such thoughts, the entrance to the tribe’s cave came into view.

The former donkey tribe leader and a few Green Sparrow Tribe members hid here, quietly watching the cave entrance.

The cave was open, and the surroundings were eerily quiet, with no one seen coming in or out.

After waiting a while, one person returned to report the situation to the Eldest Senior Brother, while the others slowly approached the cave...

“Not a single person?”

The Eldest Senior Brother and his armed companions, standing inside the cave, looked around in stunned silence.

The cave was deserted, with no people, no constant fire burning, and even the essential food and weapons were missing.

It appeared to be a completely abandoned hollow.

“Did you possibly remember the location wrong?”

The Eldest Senior Brother looked at the former donkey tribe leader, who anxiously scratched his head and asked.

The former donkey tribe leader shook his head vigorously. He was confident he hadn’t made a mistake; he had been leading his tribe in trade for years and had never previously mistaken a location.

Seeing the former donkey tribe leader’s certainty, the Eldest Senior Brother couldn’t help but scratch his head.

From the situation here, it seemed the cave had been uninhabited for some time. The evil tribe should have left after attacking the donkey tribe.

But why hadn’t they returned? Such migration was usually undesirable for most tribes.

Or did they foresee that the others would come to attack them?

The Eldest Senior Brother shook his head. Even a demigod might not foresee such things, let alone the people of the evil tribe.

He ordered his people to split into several teams to search for traces around the tribe but found nothing.

By now, night had fallen, and the Eldest Senior Brother decided to rest in the cave.

The cave was safer than outside, and he hoped to wait longer for the evil tribe to appear. They had traveled for many days to get here, only to see nothing; it was pretty disheartening.

Most importantly, if they did not dismantle the evil tribe, the potential threat to their tribe would remain unresolved...

The night passed quietly without any visitors. Despite their reluctance, the Eldest Senior Brother and his team had to return to their tribe.

In this era, finding a tribe without any visible sign of it was exceedingly difficult.

Time moves forward a bit, back to when the fourth leader of the Flying Snake tribe fled in a panic from the outskirts of the Green Sparrow tribe.

After a frantic escape, the distance from the strange tribe increased, and the fourth leader of the Flying Snake tribe finally settled down.

He did not return to the temporary residence but instead, after avoiding the tribe, headed west.

Having discovered valuable salt and pottery, he planned to return to the tribe early and convey this exciting news.

It could be anticipated that the shaman would be thrilled to learn that he had brought back so many precious items and discovered the tribe's location possessing them.

And he would become a revered figure in the tribe.