This Is My Primitive Tribe

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Frog Tribe.

"Leader, the Wild Boar Tribe is here, what should we do?"

Within the Frog Tribe, a Warrior hurriedly ran over from the direction of the Vine Tribe, gasping as he asked Huo Meng.

At this moment, all the tribesmen of the Frog Tribe were looking at Huo Meng, hoping he could make a decision.

Huo Meng looked towards the Witch, who quickly waved his hands and said, "I told you, from now on, matters of the tribe are for you to decide."

Huo Meng withdrew his gaze, thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said, "All Warriors take the giant frogs and follow me. We're going to help the Vine Tribe fight!"

The Frog Tribe Warriors all put their hands around their mouths like a trumpet and then imitated the croaking of frogs.

"Ribbit ribbit ribbit..."

In the Frog Tribe, over a hundred adult giant frogs leapt out from ponds, riverbanks, and forests, and then jumped to the side of each familiar Warrior.

Since arriving in the Southern Wilderness, these giant frogs, because of ample food and abundant water sources, had grown considerably larger compared to their time in the Western Wilderness, and their colors were much more vibrant.

The Frog Tribe Warriors would then take the sharp parts of their spearheads, arrowheads, and blowgun needles, and gently rub them against the backs of the most vividly colored giant frogs.

The mucus secreted by these giant frogs was extremely toxic. Once weapons were coated with this poison, any wound inflicted on the enemy could potentially use the frogs' toxin to kill them.

The reason it is said to potentially kill rather than definitely kill is that the tribal people have lived in the Primitive Jungle for a long time, gaining extensive experience dealing with various poisons, and often carry antidotes with them.

As long as the wound is treated in time and the antidote is taken, death is not certain.

Even so, weapons coated with poison are terrifying, especially on the battlefield. If the poison affects the enemy's combat ability, there is a chance to kill the enemy.

The poison has a shelf life; fresh poison is the most potent, but over time, its toxicity gradually weakens.

This is why the Warriors of the Frog Tribe coat their weapons with poison just before departure, rather than doing it in advance.

Huo Meng carefully applied the poison to his weapon, then secured it. Once all the Warriors were ready, he waved his hand and shouted, "Follow me!"

Over two hundred Warriors, along with more than a hundred giant frogs, rushed towards the south gate of the Vine Tribe. They planned to pass through the south gate, traverse the Vine Tribe settlement, reach the north gate, and join up with the Vine Tribe Warriors.

When Jiang Xuan heard that the Frog Tribe had decided to join the battle, he was quite surprised, because apart from him and Chi Shao, no one knew that the Divine Vine had already awakened.

The fact that the Frog Tribe could come at a time like this was touching from any perspective.

"Let them come over!"

"Yes!"

The Guard Team Warriors hurriedly ran back to notify the south gate to let them through.

Soon, Huo Meng led the Frog Tribe Warriors and those giant frogs to the outside of the north gate, joining Jiang Xuan.

"Chief of the Vine, we are here!"

Huo Meng, accompanied by a giant frog, ran to Jiang Xuan's side. He held a Bone Spear in his hand and was slightly out of breath from running too fast.

Jiang Xuan looked at the towering Huo Meng and couldn't help but ask, "Chief Huo Meng, do you know what kind of situation we are facing right now?"

"I do."

"Aren't you afraid of getting the Frog Tribe involved?"

"I trust Chief Xuan, and I trust the Vine Tribe."

"Hahaha, good, Chief Huo Meng has courage!"

Jiang Xuan laughed heartily; he was genuinely happy. Regardless of the Frog Tribe's considerations, their daring to come at this time to aid in battle meant they were trustworthy.

"Roar!"

At this moment, another thunderous roar came from the south.

Jiang Xuan wondered, "What's going on? Could it be other small tribes are also attacking the Vine Tribe?"

Before long, Feng Chao rode over quickly on a Great Horned Deer and stopped beside Jiang Xuan, saying, "Chief, the Mountain Turtle Tribe has arrived."

"Mountain Turtle Tribe? We didn't notify them, did we?"

Feng Chao replied, "Time was tight, so we indeed didn't get a chance to inform them."

"Strange, then why are they coming over now?"

Jiang Xuan thought for a moment. The Mountain Turtle Tribe had been allies fighting side by side multiple times; they were unlikely to have any inappropriate intentions towards the Vine Tribe.

More importantly, now that the Vine God has awakened, even in the worst-case scenario, Jiang Xuan is not afraid.

"Let them come over!"

"Yes!"

Feng Chao rode the Great Horned Deer away again, and soon, over eight hundred Mountain Turtle Tribe Warriors rode giant mountain turtles through the Vine Tribe and arrived at the north gate.

To Jiang Xuan's surprise, the Totem God of the Mountain Turtle Tribe also came. Due to its enormous size, it couldn't enter the Vine Tribe and had to circle along the Vine Wall to the outside of the north gate.

"Hahaha, Chief Xuan, we are here!"

Shan Jia jumped down from the back of a large mountain turtle. He was still wearing a bulky turtle shell, holding a Stone Spear, and his walk had a slight bow-legged stance, making him look quite comical.

"Chief Shan Jia, you all are..."

"Of course, we're here to help you fight; we are allies, after all!"

Jiang Xuan was deeply moved. Surprises came one after another today. It was one thing for the Frog Tribe to come over, but he didn't expect the Mountain Turtle Tribe to also rush over.

However, he still voiced his inner doubt: "Chief Shan Jia, how did you know the Vine Tribe would be in danger today?"