I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

For the next two days, the Jiang clan had people taking turns wandering around the jungle outside every day.

Just in case, Mu Feng sent the hemp seeds and Doudou out to follow the man on duty. He thought that with the vigilance of marijuana seeds and the chicken thieves of Doudou, he could help the people on duty to detect the turbulence in advance.

Of course, the two wolves were unwilling at the beginning, but after Mu Feng frightened him with a stick and gave two more pieces of venison, they just followed out.

The hunting team members are also active and training in the second-layer protective wall during the day, so that the enemy can appear and they can appear near the trap in time.

In this way, the slaves were scared enough, they even thought that Jiang was going to kill them all.

However, after seeing the hunting team members waiting in full battle, some of them vaguely guessed that the Jiang clan might be "in big trouble". Gradually, when they looked at the Jiang clan again, they had a gleeful look.

What they didn't know was that when they were gloating and even watching the Jiang clan with cold eyes, Mu Feng was also watching them in the dark.

Seeing their reaction, Mu Feng's last trace of guilt disappeared.

"Sneak attack on us and want to kill people. You have become captives. Being a slave is the reward you deserve." Mu Feng said to himself, "Now as a slave, I don't have the consciousness to be a slave! I, Jiang Clan, is really true. After being destroyed, you still have a reason to live?"

Mu Feng sneered: "Since you don't expect Jiang's good, then I don't need to be kind to you!"

He became more and more sure of his previous plans.

This way another day passed, and finally on the morning of the third day, the clansmen on duty ran all the way to the second protective wall and shouted: "They are here!"

"Come on!" Mu Feng's eyes opened for a long time, and there was a burst of light in his eyes, and he cried out, "Clan Jiang!"

Everyone yelled, "Yes!"

Mu Feng said: "Someone is coming to rob us, what should we do?"

"kill!"

"Okay!" Mu Feng waved his hand, "They are coming soon. All the soldiers of the hunting team will go ahead and hide their figures near the trap!"

"Yes!" The hunting team headed by Han Shu responded quickly and rushed towards the jungle outside.

On the other hand, Mu Feng brought Lihu and Mingguang to all the slaves, and said loudly: "We Jiang family has been busy these days. You have also seen it. Now I tell you one thing, there will be other tribes coming soon. Rob us!"

Lihu and Mingguang's complexion remained unchanged, quietly examining the reactions of these slaves.

Sure enough, the slaves had different expressions.

Most of them were gloating, some showed deep hatred, and a few showed a little panic.

Of course, Mu Feng had already seen their reaction in full view, and his plan was more certain.

He said coldly: "Since they are coming to attack our Jiang clan, then you, as my Jiang clan's slaves, naturally can't stay out of the matter. If our Jiang clan is looted and the clansmen are killed, you will not escape either!"

The complexion of all the slaves changed, but most of them were still gloating.

Regardless of it, Mu Feng continued: "Each of you will get weapons and fight with our Jiang clan! We are born, you can live, we die, and you must die too!"

All the slaves shuddered, showing fear.

They remembered that not long ago, it was this young man in front of them who decided their life and death in one word!

Having said this, Mu Feng turned to look at Lihu, and Lihu nodded, took out the prepared wooden stick bone tools, and sent them one by one.

Then Mu Feng said: "The weapons are given to you, and we will go to the battlefield with you. Whether it is life or death, it depends on whether we can win this battle!"

With that, Mu Feng motioned to Lihu and Mingguang.

The two took the remaining forty young tribes and escorted the bound slaves to the jungle.

Because Mu Feng had arranged it a long time ago, the slaves were taken to the designated place, and they were symbolically hidden from the side.

Of course, the hiding place is naturally near the trap, but they don't know it.

Soon, there was an undisguised sound of people marching in the jungle. It seemed that it was because of the large number of people, and the people who came did not intentionally lower their steps.

"Huh?" Mu Feng judged the distance from the sound of footsteps, and looked at Ming Guang and Lihu beside him, indicating that they should act soon.

The footsteps were getting closer, and Mu Feng could even see the shrubs not far away shaking.

And the Jiang clan members around him hid their figures one by one, motionless.

He felt at ease.

After a while, Mufeng hiding in the dark had seen someone appear from the bush and came near the bush that they had flattened beforehand.

"Sure enough, there are people from the Dragon Club!" Lihu yelled.

"They are not called the Mang Dragon Club now, they are called the Black Tooth Club!" Mingguang also corrected in a low voice.

"Hmph, no matter which tribe it is, let them pay the price today!" Mu Feng snorted coldly.

The bush shook, and the other party suddenly rushed out less than two hundred people, standing noisily into a wall, there were obviously two groups of people behind them, and they were striding towards them.

Perhaps it’s because of the large number of people and the loud footsteps, or because the way they move forward is too arrogant and rough-walking straight through the bushes in front of you, no one has the slightest doubt about the suddenly open and flat ground, and they are still going aggressively. March forward.

Mu Feng was secretly happy, which was in his arms.

He looked at Lihu and Mingguang again. The two nodded and motioned to the people around him. They rushed to the slave a few steps together and pushed them out: "Hit me, they are going to hit us Jiang, and fight with them. Up!"

It was Ming Guang who yelled this. He yelled and yelled: "Come here, someone is coming to rob our Jiang family!"

The slaves originally thought they were lying in ambush for a sneak attack, but they didn't expect to be suddenly pushed into the open ground and exposed to hundreds of people at once.

Especially Mingguang's seeming panic and fearful yelling made people not far away notice them.

And Mingguang quickly retreated after everyone's stunned effort, even with a rolling belt that could not be overstated, and ran straight in the direction of the Jiang clan.

This gives everyone who sees him a feeling-he is running away in a hurry!

In such a moment, all the people not far away noticed the group of people in front of them, holding bone sticks and stone tools in their forehands, and flaring their teeth and claws at them.

There was another person who was obviously planning to report back to the tribe!

At this time, someone yelled: "Hurry up, kill all the Jiang clan members, don't let them run away!"

At this moment, the man with the already aggressive black teeth instantly became agitated:

"Quick, Jiang's hunting team is ahead, kill them all!"

"They are few, kill them all, their tribe will let us plunder!"

"That person wants to report, don't let him run away!"

"boom!"

Hundreds of people rushed towards the forty slaves, and the scene was like a locust crossing the border and rushing towards the few rice plants.

"Ah!" Someone in the slave group exclaimed, threw a stone in his hand and smashed it, and then turned around and was about to run.

Forty to several hundred, he obviously doesn't even have the courage to fight!

And the slave partner around him obviously didn't have the courage, and lost the "weapon" in his hand and turned around and ran away.

Judging from their appearance, it is clear that they intend to escape without a fight!

But seeing the "lambs" close at hand, how could the people with the black teeth let them run back, rushing up with violent shouts.

I don't know who shouted again: "Kill them all!"

The crowd is even more crowded, and the running speed is faster!

It was just that they hadn't waited for them to run for a few steps, only to hear a "boom", and then no less than a hundred people gathered in the air, and then "pupupupu" fell into the big pits.

Immediately afterwards, there was an endless voice of "Ahhhhh"!

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