I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

There was a turmoil in the bushes, and then a few people who probed their heads were revealed.

After confirming the "nobody" around, they rushed behind and waved, and soon more people came out. Roughly speaking, there were about 30 people, which is more than Mingguang.

Everyone in the Jiang clan is surprised. When the distance is not very far, these people can't see them?

This is the effect of finding a shelter nearby that Mufeng demonstrated to them before they set off for hunting. What they taught was the method of finding cover for modern snipers, which completely surpassed the cognition of the group in front of them.

This kind of concealment method is hard to find anomalies even for beasts, how can this group of people find it.

So they almost stood "in front" of Mu Feng and them, but still didn't see it.

These people started discussing again:

"The group of barbarians of the Jiang family are walking very fast!"

"They have fewer people, so of course they have to go faster!"

"Will they have a lot of weapons of that kind?"

"There are no such powerful weapons and black teeth department. It is good for a small tribe like them to have a lot. How can there be many!"

"Then let's go back and tell the warchief now, and then kill them all!"

"Wait a minute, do you see that their paper mulberry and thorns are longer?"

"What are you afraid of? Let's stay away this time, wait until they finish throwing the thorny bamboo, and then we will go over and kill them all!"

"Yes, yes! Take a long stick and knock out all the thorns!"

"Good!"

A group of people came and went in a hurry, and they were definitely qualified "scouts" in terms of speed.

But it is a pity that they know too little about Dao and reveal too much information.

Mu Feng heard it all.

It was an imminent catastrophe that this information was placed in Mingguang's ears. He looked at Mu Feng anxiously and said in a low voice, "Warchief, you can't let these people go back!"

Mu Feng shook his head, beckoning him to stay calm.

Because the information revealed by these people is that the Mang Dragon Tribe should now take refuge in a tribe larger than them, and this tribe has about five hundred hunters and fighters.

The weapons used should be nothing new, bone sticks and stones.

He waited for people to walk away before coming out of the hiding place, and said with a sneer: "It seems that the Mang Dragon Division still has no memory, and the price that they paid before is still not big enough. This time, even if we kill all of these thirty people, The other people in the Dragon Clan will still have other ideas about us!"

"Not only that, killing them all will make them ready. Why not let them go back, we are ready to prepare, this time we will do a big one!"

"Fuck a big one?" Mingguang was puzzled.

"Yeah!" Mu Feng snorted coldly, "This time, as long as the people from the Mang Dragon Clan still dare to come, they have to be scared and convinced! If you look at them in this way, dare you come again in the future!"

"But they have more than 500 people, more than our tribe!" Mingguang looked anxious.

"What are you afraid of? Who says that if there are too many people, you can win?" Mu Feng smiled, without any anxiety, "Wait, hurry back to the tribe, call Lihu, Hanshu and Shuofeng, I have something to make arrangements. "

"That's right!" Mu Feng turned his head and pointed at a big tree in the distance, "put all the harvest of your hunting under that tree, we are going to fight!"

"Fighting?" Mingguang was stunned again, "What are the prey doing over there?"

"Just do it!" After Mu Feng said this, he picked up the stick and walked in front with the five little wolves.

Mu Feng was anxious, and hurriedly signaled everyone to do what Mu Feng said, and carefully sent the prey, and then returned to the tribe with the ramie on his back.

Mu Feng waited directly near the second protective wall, and motioned a few people to put the ramie with roots and soil there, and dig a hole to plant the ramie himself, and then let people take water, pour it on, and then said to Mingguang: "Go and call them!"

"Yes!"

Soon, Mingguang went and returned, calling all the people Mu Feng was about to call, and all of them looked solemn, and it was obvious that Mingguang had told them what happened.

Mu Feng was watering the ramie, but he looked back at the reactions of a few people while he was watering it.

The reactions of several people are in a panoramic view.

Mingguang frowned. Obviously anxious.

Lihu's fists were clenched and loosened, obviously hesitant.

As for Shuofeng, he took out a golden knife and clenched it tightly, his attitude is self-evident.

Han Shu's hands were naturally drooping, seeming to be the most relaxed, but his eyes were burning.

Mu Feng already had a count in his heart, and smiled and said, "Do you all know?"

"Got it!" Lihu spoke first, "Warchief, how can you let those people go and just kill them?"

Mu Feng smiled and shook his head: "Killing those thirty or so people is easy, but it will prepare the Mang Dragon Clan to take refuge with them in the Black Tooth Clan. When that happens, we will always be aware of when they will take revenge."

"Instead of this, it is better to let them come this time, and we prepared in advance and beat them all at once, so that they dare not come again!"

"However, they have more than 500 people, more than our tribe!" Lihu said the same worry as Mingguang.

Mu Feng didn't answer this time, and turned to look at Shuo Feng and Han Shu: "What do you two think?"

Shuo Feng clenched the golden sword tightly: "Abba, didn't you tell me that last time our tribe defeated more than 200 people in the Manglong Clan with more than 100 people. They died so many people, but none of us were injured. , This time we can too!"

Mu Feng nodded slightly.

Shuofeng was stunned for a moment, but he already had blood, which is what the tribe is desperately lacking now.

Mu Feng looked at Han Shu again: "Han Shu, what do you think?"

Han Shu sternly said: "They are five hundred people, and we can fight more than one hundred people. The weapons they use are bone sticks and stones, and we have bows and arrows, javelins, grass shields, oodus, and stone bone sticks. Both."

After a pause, he said again: "If you really want to fight, they won't be able to fight in!"

Mu Feng smiled and nodded.

Han Shu already knows how to analyze each other's strength, which is different from the other three.

Mu Feng smiled and said: "Han Shu and Shuo Feng are right, they are really going to fight, they are not our opponents, and we will not fight in the clan this time, we will fight in the jungle in front of the clan!"

"Warchief!" Mingguang and Lihu were stunned, "Without the clan's protective wall, are we really going to fight them hard? We are few!"

"Hard hit?" Mu Feng smiled and shook his head, "That's not necessarily!"

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