I am a Primitive Man

At this moment, the fastest runner from the Flying Snake Tribe wasn’t running—not because he didn’t want to, but because he was too terrified to.

In front of him were three large, gaping pits resembling a demon's mouth. These pits had swallowed the unicorn, which the entire tribe had viewed as invincible, and many of their people.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The unicorn struggled in the pits in agony, and the people screamed and desperately struggled.

These three terrifying pits had nearly blocked off all his escape routes. How could he dare approach those terrifying pits in such a situation?

He trembled and pressed himself tightly against the wooden door of the Green Sparrow Tribe, praying that death would not come for him.

His prayers went unanswered. A sharp iron spear suddenly thrust through a gap in the wooden fence door, piercing his thigh.

As the spear withdrew, he fell to the ground, wailing in pain. At the same time, the wooden door that the Flying Snake Tribe had been trying to break open suddenly swung open from the inside.

The Eldest Senior Brother was the first to charge out from within, wielding a vine shield.

The injured man's head was tilted towards the Green Sparrow Tribe’s gate, and he watched in horror as numerous large feet and legs surged out. He feared that even if the pain didn’t kill him, he would be trampled to death by these countless feet.

Amid his terror, the first large foot landed on him, bringing immediate pain.

However, that was the only foot that touched him. The anticipated other feet did not land on him, as the powerful kick had sent him rolling a few times, clearing the way in front of the gate.

“Be careful. Follow the paths covered in ash!”

After kicking the injured Flying Snake Tribe member, Eldest Senior Brother continued forward with minimal interruption. However, he didn’t run straight down the middle but moved to the side while loudly warning the others.

One trap still hadn’t been triggered, and he didn’t want his tribe members to fall into it.

Due to the Flying Snake Tribe arriving later, the paths covered in ash on either side of the traps had been well-trodden by the Green Sparrow Tribe members, who had become accustomed to them over the days.

Thus, even though they were sprinting, no one made a mistake, and everyone safely passed through.

“Down!”

Upon reaching the edge of the second trap, Eldest Senior Brother struck left and forward with his vine shield, knocking a Flying Snake Tribe member who had just climbed out of the trap back into it.

At the same time, Shang, leading the charge, thrust his iron spear forcefully on another path.

A Flying Snake Tribe member, who had climbed up in a panic and hadn’t suffered much damage due to the large number of fallen bodies covering the wooden stakes, was struck in the calf by the iron spear and fell back down with a scream.

After repelling the invaders and ensuring his people were unharmed, Han Cheng's priority was to save as many lives as possible, which he had instructed before the Flying Snake Tribe launched their attack.

When they had captured a few scouts sent by the Flying Snake Tribe, Han Cheng informed the tribe about slavery. Thus, they were highly receptive to the current actions.

Following the persuasive talk from the great Divine Child, they generally felt that capturing these invaders and making them slaves was better than simply killing them.

So, at this moment, in their proactive assault, they generally avoided targeting lethal spots.

“Chase them!”

Eldest Senior Brother, who had just emerged from the side path, urged loudly, holding up his vine shield.

Normally highly cautious, he was not at all careful now. Under the guidance of the Divine Child, their powerful and evil attackers had been routed and fled with no resistance. How could he not lead his people in a fierce pursuit?

Not just he but all the other Green Sparrow Tribe members who followed were also highly energized. They charged ahead as if on adrenaline without needing Eldest Senior Brother’s command.

They paid little attention to the injured lying on the ground or those running slowly due to their injuries. Instead, they focused on pursuing the Flying Snake Tribe members fleeing swiftly.

With the death of the Flying Snake Tribe's shaman and the ensuing panic, their people scattered in all directions in their desperate flight.

As a result, Eldest Senior Brother and Shang, leading the vine shield and spear teams, respectively, split into several pursuit groups.

Even though they were divided, at least two people were together in each group, generally including spearmen and vine shield bearers.

This was the result of the Green Sparrow Tribe’s long-term training.

Spearmen and vine shield bearers were usually paired together during training, and Han Cheng had instructed them never to separate.

The long-term training paid off well at this moment. When they dispersed to chase the Flying Snake Tribe members, they instinctively formed such combinations.

“Down!”

Eldest Senior Brother, sprinting furiously, caught up with a Flying Snake Tribe member fleeing desperately. He shouted and knocked the person down with his vine shield.

The person, driven by the threat of death, attempted to get up and continue running after being knocked down by Eldest Senior Brother. However, a sudden sharp pain in her leg caused her to cry out in agony and stumble, falling to the ground.

Shang, who was bloodied and nearby, watched with eyes filled with bloodshot anger, withdrawing his iron spear.

The injured and fearful woman curled up on the ground, expecting death to come. To her extreme surprise, the two fierce attackers did not kill her but instead continued to chase others.

In disbelief that she was still alive, she quickly scrambled to her feet, ignoring the severe pain in her leg, and dragged herself away in desperation.

She didn’t get far.

Just as she was fleeing, a shout in a language she couldn’t understand echoed behind her. A towering figure, larger than most primitive people, caught up to her.

At the sound of the alarming shout, the large pursuer leaped from about two meters away and, in her terrified gaze, came crashing down on her, tackling her to the ground like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

Ignoring the primitive woman who had been left dazed and nearly unconscious by his powerful tackle, Second Senior Brother straddled her and quickly drew the hemp rope from his waist. He skillfully began to bind the already nearly helpless woman.