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The shaman of the Flying Snake Tribe stood there for a while, then spoke and led the unicorn forward.

He did not use the Flying Snake Tribe’s usual ambushing tactics by hiding and launching a surprise attack.

One reason was that he saw a large open area between the forest and the yellowish mountain wall, where there was no way to hide. Moreover, he had heard from the Flying Snake Tribe's third leader that the rest of the strange tribe's territory was similar, and the strange caves were guarded by people, making it easy to spot their movements.

Another reason was that the large unicorn's presence eliminated the need for concealment. They could simply charge through and break open the cave, just like the previous time they attacked that tribe.

"Someone! Someone! Many, many people!"

The green sparrow Tribe had been waiting for the Flying Snake Tribe's arrival for days. The guards on the wall had their eyes wide open, constantly scanning the area outside the wall. With many leaves fallen and visibility clear, they spotted the Flying Snake Tribe before they even fully emerged from the forest.

The alarm bells rang, and the warning shouts began.

The enemy appeared from the west, while the east was signaled with bare beast skin flags, indicating no presence there.

When Han Cheng heard the alarm, he stood up from a rock. After waiting so long, the tribe had finally arrived!

Many people were already waiting in the Green Sparrow Tribe's courtyard. Hearing the alarm, those who had been eagerly anticipating quickly climbed the ladders to the walls, taking their pre-assigned positions.

They swiftly picked up their weapons and prepared for the tribe's defense.

However, as the chief, the eldest senior brother did not go up the wall this time. He and all the people in the Vine Shield team and Spear team stayed off the wall.

Instead, they were arrayed inside the tribe, not far from the main gate, quietly waiting.

Only the archers, slingers, and a few remaining non-regular personnel stood on the wall. These non-regulars were mostly also archers.

Under Han Cheng’s guidance, even the non-regulars practiced archery. Han Cheng could hit targets within thirty meters with eight out of ten shots.

Some adolescents rushed out of the houses, saying they wanted to defend the tribe as well.

Han Cheng initially considered sending them back but reconsidered and let them stay.

When facing an invasion, the courage to defend one’s home and country should never be lost. In this lawless and survival-driven barbaric era, such courage is even more crucial.

“If the youth are strong, the tribe is strong; if the young women are strong…” the tribe is also vital.

This era dictated that the tribe must face conflicts with other tribes, making it impossible to focus solely on development.

Thus, Han Cheng allowed the Green Sparrow Tribe’s youths to go up the wall.

The shaman was worried, fearing the young ones might get hurt. However, when he saw that Han Cheng had pointed to the east wall, where no enemy was coming from, his worries were alleviated. It was relatively safe there, but it allowed them to experience the battle atmosphere up close.

Seeing the adolescents reluctantly head to the east wall, Han Cheng also approached the front wall. As an adult, he would also participate in this battle.

Taking a few steps forward, Han Cheng sensed someone following him and turned around to find it was the shaman.

“Shaman, you don’t need to go up. We already have enough people.”

Given the shaman’s advanced age, Han Cheng didn’t want him involved. If something were to go wrong, it would be a significant loss.

Although the shaman’s role was now less crucial, his status remained high. If Han Cheng were away, the shaman would become the tribe’s backbone, a role even the eldest senior brother could not match.

The shaman shook his head and pointed to the adolescents, quickly climbing the eastern wall.

Han Cheng, with no other choice, agreed.

“Divine Child!”

“Divine Child!”

The eldest brother and Shang, who stayed below, could not help but shout.

With the great enemy approaching, they felt uneasy about remaining on the ground while others went up the wall. Despite being explained their roles and the situation by the Divine Child, seeing the adolescents and shaman climbing the wall still left them restless.

“Wait down there! Don’t move around. Be ready; there will be a time for you to contribute!”

Hearing their shouts, Han Cheng turned and shouted before climbing up the wall.

Through the gaps between the people on the wall, Han Cheng looked outside and saw a group of people on the western open ground.

These people were carrying stone spears and wooden sticks, wrapped in animal skins, approaching the tribe without any attempt to hide.

At the front of this group was a large, cumbersome figure that dwarfed the others beside it.

Han Cheng squinted and observed from afar.

This creature resembled the rhinoceroses he had seen in the animal world in later times, but with a notable difference: it had long fur.

Woolly Rhinoceros?

The name suddenly came to Han Cheng’s mind, and he nodded, concluding that this must be it.

The people on the wall also saw the massive creature approaching the tribe.

Although the Divine Child had informed them of this beast and had prepared them somewhat, seeing it approach the tribe still triggered some panic.

“Don’t panic! This isn’t a monster; it’s similar to the prey we hunt, just larger. Its meat is just as delicious!

Its fur is also solid and warm!”

Seeing the state of the crowd, Han Cheng quickly spoke up to reassure them.

Primitive people were indeed standard food enthusiasts. By associating the woolly rhinoceros with tasty meat, Han Cheng eased some panic from seeing the large creature.

The Divine Child was right; this beast had plenty of meat, equivalent to many other game animals.

“There are traps we dug out there. Even our smaller traps could kill tigers. The ones we have now are larger and more numerous, and they will take down this rhinoceros!”

Han Cheng loudly proclaimed their most significant reliance.

In this era, only the people of the Green Sparrow Tribe understood Mandarin, so there was no concern about the approaching Flying Snake Tribe overhearing and discovering their secrets.

Sometimes, a language barrier could be an advantage.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by Aunomay