I am a Primitive Man

The senior brother led the group forward and arrived at the large tree. Just as he was about to send someone to check the situation at the Flying Snake tribe, he suddenly heard a loud commotion and shouting.

The senior brother was momentarily stunned, and Shang, Mao, and others were also taken aback.

Why did it sound like a fight?

And it seemed quite intense.

They couldn’t immediately understand what was happening over there.

“Get ready!”

After a brief moment of confusion, the senior brother reminded everyone.

Those already armed and on high alert became even more vigilant upon receiving the order.

Then, the senior brother instructed Tu Mao, familiar with the area, to take two other tribe members to investigate the situation quietly.

Tu Mao, along with the two others, crouched down and made their way toward the stronghold of the Flying Snake tribe. As they got closer, the sounds of fighting and shouting grew louder.

The scene soon became apparent. At least ten people were engaged in combat on the open ground outside the cave.

Through the fighting individuals, they could vaguely see the chaos inside the cave...

What... what was going on?

Such a situation left Tu Mao somewhat dazed. How did it suddenly turn into a fight?

Besides their tribe, which other tribe dared to attack the evil Flying Snake tribe?

Which tribe had learned that the Flying Snake tribe had suffered significant losses and decided to come?

As Tu Mao watched the intense fighting, he contemplated these questions and quietly moved a little closer.

At that moment, two more people stumbled out of the cave and engaged in a fight.

The frontman was struck down by a spear from the man behind him and fell to the ground.

The man behind shouted and continued to stab at the fallen one with his spear, trying to kill him.

However, the fallen man managed to stab the other man in the leg with his spear.

The man behind also lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Now, on the ground, they fought each other with their spears for a while. The distance was too close, and using their weapons became cumbersome, so they both discarded their weapons and began to wrestle like wild beasts, growling and grunting.

Tu Mao, hiding nearby, was utterly stunned because he recognized the two people grappling with each other, desperately trying to kill one another.

They were none other than the Second Leader and the Fourth Leader!

How did they end up fighting?

Why were the other people in the tribe fighting as well?

Shouldn’t they be preparing to engage in battle or getting ready to flee?

Tu Mao couldn’t bear to watch any longer. He turned around and quickly left with the other two members of the Green Sparrow tribe.

Partly because what was happening here was too bloody and bizarre, which filled him with fear, and partly because a few fighters were getting closer to their hiding spot...

The senior brother and the others waiting there could not help but feel puzzled after hearing what Tu Mao and the others said about the situation at the Flying Snake tribe.

They couldn’t understand why members of the same tribe would engage in such mutual slaughter.

Aren’t members of the same tribe supposed to unite and work together to live, all for the tribe?

Just like their own tribe, under the leadership of the divine son, where everyone worked hard together to improve their living conditions...

Accustomed to the harmonious scene in the Green Sparrow tribe and the camaraderie among its members, the others couldn’t comprehend what was happening in the Flying Snake tribe.

However, this confusion didn’t last long.

Because the senior brother suddenly realized this was a perfect opportunity to attack the Green Sparrow tribe.

So, after a brief moment of confusion, he put it aside and began to organize the already-prepared group into formation, swiftly heading toward the Flying Snake tribe’s cave.

They didn’t wait long before setting out because they were concerned that if they delayed too long, the people of the Flying Snake tribe might kill each other too thoroughly.

Just like in past expeditions, it was crucial to eliminate the Flying Snake tribe while also bringing back as many people as possible to their tribe.

As the divine son had put it, only by doing so could their tribe ensure a profit.

The people of the Green Sparrow tribe maintained their formation as they advanced without concealing their presence.

Meanwhile, the members of the Flying Snake tribe had become frenzied from their fighting and paid little attention to the approaching Green Sparrow tribe; they continued their battles and killings without interruption.

As a result, the people of the Green Sparrow tribe managed to reach a point not far from the cave entrance. They partially surrounded the area, encircling those fighting inside and outside the cave without encountering any resistance.

Those individuals completely ignored the approaching Green Sparrow tribe members.

“￥!”

One Flying Snake tribe member, who had just killed a comrade, staggered in place, spinning around three times with his blood-soaked weapon, finally locating another opponent.

He shouted incoherently, stumbling as he charged towards the Green Sparrow tribe members on the outskirts.

At first, he aimed for Mao, but by the time he reached the front, he found himself facing Shang.

Before this ‘dazed grasshopper’ could launch an attack, Shang, unable to watch any longer, thrust out a spear, targeting this guy's calf.

The man fell to the ground with a thud, and it wasn’t until two agile individuals restrained his arms and legs that he slowly began to regain his senses.

“Fire arrows!”

Seeing these people had gone mad, the senior brother did not allow anyone to charge forward recklessly. Instead, he ordered the archers and slingshot teams to take action to bring the fierce fighters back to their senses.

The prepared members moved into action, sending nearly twenty arrows and a dozen heavy stones whistling toward the fighters in front of the cave.

The Fourth Leader of the Flying Snake tribe gasped as he stood up from the ground, swaying slightly, but a distorted smile spread across his face.

Half of his face was stained red with blood, and his mouth and chin were drenched in it.

Thick blood dripped from his chin, and his teeth were also bloodied as he chewed on a piece of throat.

The Second Leader on the ground was motionless.

The Fourth Leader felt a rush of exhilaration; he was now the only leader left in the tribe!

He was the biggest one!

With a large stockpile of food in the cave, he could do whatever he pleased within the tribe.

Lost in such fantasies, an arrow suddenly pierced his thigh, the searing pain jolting him back to reality.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

He then realized that stones and arrows constantly hit people around him.

Moreover, a large group of strangely dressed individuals wielding bizarre weapons had appeared around them!

These attacks were coming from them.

Looking at this sudden emergence of strong individuals and then at the arrow in his leg, the Fourth Leader of the Flying Snake tribe trembled violently as if he had been electrocuted.