This Is My Primitive Tribe

Some giant wild boars were already gnawing on the vegetables in the field.

Many of the grains and vegetables, the Wild Boar Tribe chief didn't recognize, like red crystal rice and bamboo wheat.

But just the edible plants he did recognize were quite substantial in number.

"Harvest the grain!"

With a command from the Wild Boar Tribe chief, the Wild Boar Cavalry rushed into the fields, picking the grains they recognized and harvesting quickly.

On the opposite riverbank, the warriors of the Vine Tribe watched the actions of the Wild Boar Tribe, feeling as if their hearts were bleeding.

"The grain, our grain!"

Gan Song was so anxious that tears almost came out. That grain embodied the hard work of him and the Planting Team for more than half a year, almost ready for harvest, now being ravaged by those wild boars.

"Chief, we can't let them take away our grain!"

The warriors of the Vine Tribe were all in a panic; this grain was crucial for ensuring everyone in the Vine Tribe could survive the winter.

Jiang Xuan reassured, "Everyone, don't worry, listen to me, the Wild Boar Tribe absolutely cannot take this grain away!"

After Jiang Xuan's reassurance, the warriors of the Vine Tribe calmed down a little.

But the calmer they were, the more pessimistic they became about the current situation.

The Wild Boar God was too fierce, and the Vine God had not revealed itself; they saw no hope of winning.

A small portion of the Vine Tribe members had even begun to plan escape routes.

Shan Jia and Huo Meng approached Jiang Xuan, both at their wits' end.

Shan Jia asked, "Chief Xuan, what should we do now?"

"Wait!"

"Wait for what?"

"Wait for a surprise."

"What kind of surprise?"

"You'll know soon enough."

Jiang Xuan didn't explain clearly; Shan Jia and Huo Meng were left bewildered, thinking perhaps Jiang Xuan was hallucinating from the stress of the tribal crisis.

With the tribe fallen, what kind of surprise could there be?

Shan Jia and Huo Meng thought this way, and some members of the Vine Tribe shared the same thought.

They believed the Vine Tribe was doomed, and to save their lives, some began secretly escaping.

On this eastern bank, there was a large gate, but given the current situation, everyone's attention was on the opposite riverbank, leaving the gate unguarded.

Those with no deep affection for the Vine Tribe, or even hidden resentment, slipped away one by one through the gate.

"Let those fools stay behind and be buried with the Vine Tribe."

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The Wild Boar God stomped heavily again, but the turtle shell was covered by a thick layer of divine light, absorbing some of the power, preventing the Wild Boar God from causing greater harm to the Turtle God.

"Screech!"

The Wild Boar God lowered its head, stabbing fiercely with its tusks at the Turtle God's plastron.

Then, it abruptly lifted upwards, sending the Turtle God's massive body flying, soaring over several hills, and then crashing heavily to the ground, creating a deep pit.

The Turtle God's strength was ultimately weaker, and once the Wild Boar God went berserk, it couldn't hold on any longer.

With the Turtle God's obstacle removed, the Wild Boar God roared, then lowered its head and charged towards the Vine Wall of the Vine Tribe.

At this moment, its size was simply too massive, and its power unbelievably violent. This force, the ordinary interwoven Vine Wall could not withstand.

"Crack, crack..."

Many thick vines snapped directly, and some vines' roots were pulled up.

The Wild Boar God retreated a few steps, then charged forward again fiercely, causing all the remaining vines to break.

The Vine Wall that had protected the Vine Tribe for so long was now forcibly breached by the Wild Boar God.

On the battlefield, the Wild Boar Tribe chief was invigorated, shouting, "Charge in!"

"Thump, thump, thump..."

All the giant wild boars and warriors charged forward frenziedly like they had been injected with adrenaline, screaming chaotically.

With this, the warriors of the Vine Tribe, Mountain Turtle Tribe, and Frog Tribe couldn't withstand at all, and the line completely collapsed.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Jiang Xuan shouted loudly, "Retreat to the tribe!"

The warriors of the Vine Tribe, hearing the order, breathed a sigh of relief and retreated.

The warriors of the Mountain Turtle Tribe and Frog Tribe ran even faster since they were there to assist and did not have a mindset of a last-stand defense.

As they retreated, there were no obstacles left for the Wild Boar Cavalry, which rushed through the breach in the Vine Wall and poured into the Vine Tribe.

"Cross the river, quickly cross the river!"

Jiang Xuan had no intention of fighting head-on; he directly ordered the Vine Tribe warriors to cross the river.

Anyway, the other members of the Vine Tribe, along with various supplies, had already been relocated to the opposite riverbank; only the houses and some daily items remained here.

A large number of wooden boats were already docked by the river, and after the Vine Tribe warriors arrived, they crossed the river with their mounts.

The Mountain Turtle Tribe was even faster, as the large mountain turtles swam faster than boats once in the water.

The giant frogs of the Frog Tribe could also carry the Frog Tribe warriors across the river, swimming with remarkable speed.

Even the Old Witch rode a giant eagle to a nearby hilltop, frowning as she observed the situation on the ground.

A large number of Wild Boar Tribe warriors poured into the Vine Tribe, then chased to the riverbank.

However, when some wild boars attempted to cross the river in pursuit, a large number of giant Water Scorpions suddenly appeared in the river.

One giant wild boar, just entering the water, was bitten all over, and swam back, screaming miserably.

These giant wild boars could swim, but not very fast, far slower compared to amphibious animals like mountain turtles and giant frogs.

With this lesson learned, the remaining giant wild boars dared not enter the water, watching the giant Water Scorpions swimming around with much caution.

The water was not the domain of wild boars, especially in this primitive era, with no less water-based dominators than those on land.

The Wild Boar Tribe chief stared at the river for a while, then said, "Don't pursue them, their houses are still here, let's find food!"

Once again, the Wild Boar Tribe warriors thumped towards the Vine Tribe's residential area, but they were bound to be fruitless, as the belongings of the Vine Tribe had long been moved to the other bank.

"Where's the food? Where's the food!"

The Wild Boar Tribe chief furiously kicked down the door of a wooden house. The Wild Boar Tribe had gone through great effort to mount an attack, all for food and beast hides.

Not to mention, they had long coveted the golden blade coins of the Vine Tribe.

But now, even though they had invaded the Vine Tribe, they found almost nothing but some bulky pottery and stone tools.

At this moment, a Witch rode a giant wild boar over and said to the chief, "Don't worry, I've looked around, even though the Vine Tribe's house has no food, there's plenty of edible grain growing in the fields."

"If we take all the grain planted by the Vine Tribe, this trip will be worth it."

The Wild Boar Tribe chief's eyes lit up. He walked outside and looked carefully, discovering that the Vine Tribe had indeed planted a large number of plants.

Some giant wild boars were already gnawing on the vegetables in the field.

Many of the grains and vegetables, the Wild Boar Tribe chief didn't recognize, like red crystal rice and bamboo wheat.

But just the edible plants he did recognize were quite substantial in number.

"Harvest the grain!"

With a command from the Wild Boar Tribe chief, the Wild Boar Cavalry rushed into the fields, picking the grains they recognized and harvesting quickly.

On the opposite riverbank, the warriors of the Vine Tribe watched the actions of the Wild Boar Tribe, feeling as if their hearts were bleeding.

"The grain, our grain!"

Gan Song was so anxious that tears almost came out. That grain embodied the hard work of him and the Planting Team for more than half a year, almost ready for harvest, now being ravaged by those wild boars.

"Chief, we can't let them take away our grain!"

The warriors of the Vine Tribe were all in a panic; this grain was crucial for ensuring everyone in the Vine Tribe could survive the winter.

Jiang Xuan reassured, "Everyone, don't worry, listen to me, the Wild Boar Tribe absolutely cannot take this grain away!"

After Jiang Xuan's reassurance, the warriors of the Vine Tribe calmed down a little.

But the calmer they were, the more pessimistic they became about the current situation.

The Wild Boar God was too fierce, and the Vine God had not revealed itself; they saw no hope of winning.

A small portion of the Vine Tribe members had even begun to plan escape routes.

Shan Jia and Huo Meng approached Jiang Xuan, both at their wits' end.

Shan Jia asked, "Chief Xuan, what should we do now?"

"Wait!"

"Wait for what?"

"Wait for a surprise."

"What kind of surprise?"

"You'll know soon enough."