Why the rush? Hearing this, Lu Jang instinctively glanced over at Lu Yong, who shrugged, indicating he didn't understand the chief's thoughts either.

In his impression, only two people could somewhat grasp the chief's thoughts.

Ziaoan, who was stationed at the Ming Jing tribe, and Luo Gene, the captain of the reconnaissance team.

Both of them were smarter than him.

At that moment, Lu Yong, suddenly paused, a strange expression flashing across his face.

Hey, where's Lu Jeene? He was leading the way in front, but now he's gone.

Meanwhile, at that very moment, Luo Jean, who was on Luo Yong's mind, was concealing his presence, clad in his disguise, carefully following the footprints to track downhai and others, who had just retreated from their chief.

Having been tricked by Lu OG right from the start, and then inevitably encountering a round of defeat, Zhao Kai fled north.

After confirming that there were no pursuers behind him, he let out a slight sigh of relief and found a relatively flat area to set up a temporary camp and rest for a bit.

Chief, drink some water.

Efficiently, taking the water pouch handed to him by subordinate gulped down a few mouthfuls, wipe his mouth, and asked, "What about our brother's casualties?" Two archers were ambushed and killed by the enemy's archers during the retreat.

Three axe and shield soldiers died in battle and six axe and shield soldiers were lightly injured but still capable of fighting.

Hearing about the casualties, Zhaokai's face turned pale.

Earlier when he fought two against one to retreat, he had secretly used several skills which consumed a considerable amount of energy.

Now feeling emotionally stirred, his body suddenly couldn't take it anymore and he almost collapsed to the ground causing his nearby subordinates to panic.

What's with the panic? Leaning on his ax to steady himself.

Zhaokai turned to look at the worried subordinate beside him and seeing his expression ease a bit, he patted the other shoulder.

Don't worry, I'm fine.

Just a little fatigued.

Go get the healing supplies we brought to treat the injured brothers.

And those who aren't injured should gather some firewood and patrol the area to see if there are any dangers nearby.

A series of commands were quickly issued.

Having overused his skills, he had no strength left to fight today.

So he could only choose to camp here and recuperate.

If there was to be another battle, he would have to seriously consider his tactics next time.

Today's defeat, while it was due to being tricked by the enemy, Zhokai had already realized that the other side was not a bunch of weak rookies, especially the two who had previously pressured him.

Without doubt, they were fierce warriors.

If it weren't for him using skills in quick succession to escape, he might have been done for.

It seemed he had misjudged the situation, mistaking season players for rookies.

He tried to bully someone new and it had backfired.

Indeed, one should not do unethical things.

However, this matter could not just end here.

If he retreated after losing his troops, wouldn't that be equivalent to admitting defeat? He had to reclaim his honor.

Meanwhile, on the other side, if the Ming Jing tribe managed to escape with the least casualties from the previous battle, then the tribe that suffered the most was undoubtedly the innocent Mong tribe.

Including the previous fight with Lu Gi, two consecutive battles had drastically reduced the population of the Mong tribe.

Within the tents, cries of the wounded echoed.

In the entire tribe was enveloped in a suffocating atmosphere.

In the chief's tent, the largest in the tribe, Aloo sat with a worried expression, while Bao Xiang paced back and forth irritably in front of him.

Others knew only that the leader of the Manong tribe was Baosi.

But in fact, it wasn't entirely correct.

To be precise, the leaders of the Manong tribe were a pair of brothers, Aloo and Bao.

Younger brother, Alu, was naturally weak, not skilled in battle, but he was intelligent and could manage the tribe well.

Older brother Bao Xiang, though single-minded, was brave in combat and could not be stopped.

The two brothers, one civil and one marshall, one responsible for managing the tribe and the other for fighting external enemies, led to the Manong tribe's population once exceeding 300.

However, that was now a thing of the past.

The once dominant tribe was now a shadow of its former self.

After contemplating for a long time, Aloo finally seemed to find an answer.

A look of realization dawning on his face.

So that's how it is.

What? Aloo, have you thought of a solution? Seeing Aloo's reaction, Baoang's face showed a hint of surprise.

However, Aloo shook his head.

No.

Basically, every warrior in the tribe is injured, and no one can go hunting.

Am I supposed to conjure food out of thin air? Hearing this, Bao Xiang<unk>s expression stiffened.

He naturally noticed the obvious situation.

But his brother Aloo was always clever.

So he held on to a glimmer of hope.

The Mongon tribe was finished.

As these words left Aloo<unk>s mouth, the last shred of hope in Bao<unk>s heart was extinguished.

Then what did you just I realized something? What is it? Baoang instinctively asked.

But facing this question from Bao Xiang, Aloo shook his head again.

It's better if you don't know.

His elder brothers straightforward nature and single-mindedness made it unwise for him to know.

From earlier he had been pondering why the leader of the Ming Jing tribe retreated so easily and just now he had figured it out.

It was because the population of the Manong tribe although drastically reduced now still had over 200 people.

How much food did over 200 people consume daily.

No one knew this better than Aloo who managed the tribe.

To put it plainly, it was a huge burden.

The leader of the Ming Jing tribe clearly did not want to bear this burden in a short period.

So he simply abandoned the Mong tribe which had lost its threat after experiencing two battles.

To speak bluntly, in the eyes of the Ming Jing trib's leader, the Manong tribe was already a piece of meat on his plate.

If he was hungry, he would eat it.

And if he wasn't, he would leave it there.

That was the current situation.

Chapter 113.

I'm very happy about this.

Inside the chief's tent of the Mingjing tribe.

Lu G was a bit surprised not to receive any news from Lu Gene, but instead found another group of people waiting.

You mean that the violent bear is currently outside with another young man I've never seen before.

Want to see me? Lu G rubbed his chin.

A hint of contemplation flashing in his eyes.

Could it be that my intentions have been seen through? This is interesting thinking of this.

Luo Gi waved his hand and called out to Luo Yong, who happened to be standing in his tent, "Luo Yong, go bring those two people to see me.

" "Yes.

" Receiving the order, Lu Yong quickly left the tent and headed towards the city gate.

Seeing Luo Yong approaching, Xiao Pan, who was guarding the city wall, had a sudden realization.

"The chief wants to see them.

" Lu Yong nodded, "Open the city gate.

" Since confirming that outsiders had invaded this world, the Ming Jing tribe city gate had been closed.

And under Luo Gi's indication, it was personally guarded by Xiaoan, the general he appointed, opened a city gate.

With Xiao Pan's command, the two strong men responsible for the gate mechanism began to exert force to turn the wheel mechanism in front of them, and the heavy city gate slowly began to rise with a series of crack sounds.

This scene undoubtedly brought a huge shock to the violent bear and Aloo who had never seen such a spectacle, not to mention them.

Even the people of the Ming Jing tribe had gathered to watch every morning when the gate was first built, making it feel like a flag raising ceremony.

After the gate opened, Lu Yong stepped out with four shield and axe soldiers.

Looking at the two who were dumbfounded, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and instinctively raised his chin a bit.

Follow me.

Our chief has agreed to meet you.

The violent bear in Aloo who were startled by the city gate clearly felt their momentum reduced.

As they approached the gate, they hesitated inexplicably.

Just looking at the gate, they could sense its weight.