After returning to the Shangui tribe, Jiang Xuan said to Shanjia: "If the Otter tribe doesn't fight, we will fight on our own. When the time comes, the resources captured can be divided in half."
Shanjia hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "Chief Xuan, are your Teng tribe sure?"
Jiang Xuan smiled calmly and said: "If the leader of Shanjia is really worried, we, the Vine Tribe, can fight it ourselves, but when the time comes, all the supplies of the Crow Tribe will be ours."
"Don't be angry, Chief Xuan, I don't have any confidence in my heart."
"Chief Shanjia takes it seriously, but we, the Vine Tribe, never do anything we are not sure of."
"Then I'm relieved, Leader Xuan. In three days, we will attack the Crow Tribe together and kill these crows!"
"Okay, I promise to kill these crows!"
The two sides also agreed on some details of the attack three days later, including the location of the joint.
Jiang Xuan glanced at the sky. It was almost dark now. He turned over and jumped on Tangyuan's back.
"Chief Shanjia, it's settled. It's getting late, so I'll go back first."
"It's dangerous at night. How about Chief Xuan staying in our Shangui Tribe for one night?"
Shanjia winked and said, "I'll find some female warriors to accompany you."
Jiang Xuan's eyes widened. He thought of those powerful and muscular tribal women, and hurriedly waved his hands and said: "No, no, there are still many things that need to be prepared in the tribe, so it's better to go back early."
"That's right, then pay attention to safety on the road."
Shanjia didn't force it. After all, such a big event as attacking the Crow Tribe requires a lot of preparations.
"Hey..."
Tangyuan kicked its legs suddenly, then flapped its wings quickly, flew into the sky, and gradually flew away.
The mountain beetle looked at the back of Tangyuan and said with envy: "It's great to have a big bird that can fly."
The mountain turtle took another look at the giant mountain turtle next to him and said, "But the giant turtles in our turtle tribe are not bad either. Their defense is much stronger than the birds."
The mountain beetle patted the giant mountain turtle's thick shell, and then walked slowly toward the tribe.
……
On the seventh day of October, all warriors of the Teng tribe, except those who cannot participate in the battle, prepare to go out.
In front of the altar, Jiang Xuan and six leaders stood in a row, and Chi Shao himself painted totem patterns for them.
Chi Shao stood in front of Jiang Xuan, holding an animal brush in his right hand and a pottery plate filled with paint in his left hand, and was the first to paint totem patterns for him.
Chi Shao's hand was very steady, and he painted slowly and slowly. After a while, a simplified divine vine was painted on Jiang Xuan's cheek.
Finally, she used four kinds of paint: green, red, yellow, and blue to draw four horizontal lines on Jiang Xuan's face.
After finishing the painting, Chi Shao whispered: "May the Vine God bless you and be safe."
"Thank you for the witch's blessing."
Jiang Xuan opened his eyes, and the totem pattern made his whole temperament a little more wild.
Then, Red Peony painted totem patterns and warrior-level horizontal stripes for Uncaria, Stone Loach, Nanxing, Nepeta, Nard, and Dajiao respectively.
As for the other warriors, they had already drawn totem patterns on each other, and hundreds of them stood in a dark place in front of the altar.
Chi Shao put down the animal brush and paint tray, walked up to the altar with bare feet, and began to recite the incantation to invite the gods.
"ㄉㄊㄎㄌㄉ,ㄞㄓㄘㄢㄖ..."
Red peony chanting became louder and louder, and the mysterious tune made the blood of all the warriors gradually boil.
"Boom!"
On the stone mountain, the entire divine vine erupted with intense divine light, and at the same time, its root system gradually pulled away from the ground.
The divine vine untwisted in circles, detached from the tall rocky mountain, and then floated up to the sky with its roots.
When the entire divine vine floated into the sky, the divine light was so intense that people dared not look directly at it.
After Chi Shao finished reciting the God-inviting Mantra, he bowed to Shen Teng, then turned around, faced all the Teng tribe warriors, and said loudly: "Warriors of the tribe, please follow the steps of Teng Shen to destroy our enemies!"p>
Jiang Xuan also raised his bone spear and shouted: "For the Vine Tribe!"
"For the Vine Tribe!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
In the bamboo forest, more than 400 warriors from the Teng tribe raised their weapons one after another, and their shouts of killing shook the sky.
"Buzz!"
In the sky, the huge divine vine began to move slowly.
"Huhuhu..."
Dozens of giant dragonflies kept flying around the divine vine, setting off gusts of wind.
Jiang Xuan walked outside the bamboo forest, climbed on the back of Tangyuan, and shouted: "Let's go!"
"Hey..."
The glutinous rice balls flapped their wings and flew high into the sky, and kept hovering.
Chi Shao also rode a big-antlered deer, holding a stone spear in his hand, and was surrounded by many warriors, advancing slowly.
"What..."
"Yoyo..."
All the warriors of the Vine Tribe started to move. Some of them rode big-horned deer and some rode blue sheep. They followed the guidance of the Vine God and Jiang Xuan in the sky and headed for the Crow Tribe.
On the mountainside of the mountain on the other side of Feiyu River, the old witch was sitting in front of the cave, with the giant eagle squatting beside him, and Old Man Black Stone was also there.
Inside the cave are the old, weak, sick and disabled of the Vine tribe, as well as a large amount of food and supplies.
Before leaving, Jiang Xuan specifically asked the old witch to help take care of these people.
"The tribal war, I really want to see it." The old witch looked at the Shen Teng and the Teng tribe warriors who were gradually going away, and he was very yearning in his heart.
The old man Black Stone on the side, while polishing stone tools, sighed: "It's a pity that I am too old and don't have much fighting power left, otherwise I can also go to the war."
The old witch comforted him: "Don't be depressed, the weapons you polished will take part in the war on your behalf."
"That's right."
When Heishi thought of this, he became happy again and became more serious when polishing the stone tools.
……
Southern Wilderness, Mountain Turtle Tribe.
After three days of preparation, the Shangui tribe also set off.
Like the Vine Tribe, the non-combatant tribesmen of the Mountain Turtle Tribe also hid, but they hid in the Mushroom Forest.
The tribesmen who are capable of fighting are all sitting on the backs of mountain turtles, ready to set off.
"Roar!"
After the sacrifice, the huge turtle god looked up to the sky and roared, then led a large number of tribesmen into the water first.
"Crash..."
Immediately afterwards, giant mountain turtles carried the warriors into the water one after another, and followed the turtle god into the swamp.
Unlike the Vine Tribe, the Mountain Turtle Tribe prefers to take the water route. They will land from the Crow Tribe’s side near the swamp, and the Killing Crow Tribe will be caught off guard.
The mountain turtle was still wearing the thick tortoise shell, standing on the back of a giant mountain turtle. He was very nervous and excited.
There is a deep hatred between the Mountain Turtle Tribe and the Crow Tribe because they were forced to leave the tribe and hid on a small island in the swamp.
"I hope the Vine Tribe is really strong and can join us in killing all those damn crows!"
The mountain beetle clenched its fists, and there was a fierce light in its eyes that was hard to see at ordinary times.
……
Early morning on the ninth day of October.
After the vine tribe entered the mountain forest, the divine vines became smaller, with only giant dragonflies and glutinous rice balls flying above.
To be continued...