This Is My Primitive Tribe Chapter 96

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Southern Wilderness, Big Swamp, Mosquito Tribe.

More than 200 people were locked in several damp pens.

Their eye sockets were sunken, their shapes were haggard, and they were too thin to look human.

These two hundred people came from several small tribes that were destroyed. They were not slaves, but existences like livestock and food.

During the day, they would be driven outside for half a day to eat some wild vegetables, weeds, and insects. The rest of the time, including at night, would be detained in small pens, anxiously waiting for death to come.

"Buzzing..."

A bird-billed mosquito flew from a distance, flew into the enclosure, and landed on the arm of a young man. The tubular beak similar to a hummingbird stabbed into the young man's arm to **** blood.

The young man's face was full of fear and pain, but he didn't dare to struggle, because if he dared to move the bird-billed mosquito, the mosquito tribe warriors who were guarding outside the pen would immediately kill him.

After the bird-billed mosquito sucked a large tube of blood, it flew away contentedly.

The young man's face became extremely pale, he slumped to the ground, and he passed out in a coma after a while, obviously having lost too much blood.

"take away!"

The Mosquito Tribe soldiers outside walked into the pen and rudely dragged the young man away.

The eyes of the people in the shed were full of horror, because they knew that this young man would definitely not survive and would be eaten by the Mosquito tribe.

Five or six hundred people have been locked in these pens, but now there are only more than two hundred left. Most of them have such a fate.

The Mosquito tribe is a ferocious cannibal tribe!

When night fell, the soldiers of the Mosquito tribe ran to eat, and the people in the pen dared to release their emotions a little.

There was a low whimper, followed by more suppressed whimpers.

Crying is contagious, especially when everyone has collapsed.

However, there was a thin girl in the crowd who didn't cry, she didn't even break down like the others, her eyes were very persistent.

The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was sitting in the middle of the pen with her knees in her arms, and she kept repeating in a faint voice: "Live, you must live..."

Although, she knew her chances of surviving were slim.

Although, she knew the chances of escaping were slimmer.

However, as long as she doesn't die for a day, she will not give up hope of living!

This is her obsession.

After a while, the mosquito tribe warriors came back from dinner. After they heard the cry, they immediately scolded: "What are you screaming, what are you screaming? Do you want to die?"

The people in those pens immediately silenced, and many people covered their mouths, for fear of being killed because of the noise.

Southern Wilderness, Vine Tribe.

"Everyone checks weapons, dry food, and herbs, and none of them are missing!"

In the open space in front of the altar, Jiang Xuan loudly mobilized before the war, and when encountering people who didn't bring enough things, he would step up to remind them.

The more than 100 warriors of the Vine tribe, except for the few women and children, all have to be dispatched.

To be on the safe side, after they leave, the women and children will temporarily hide in the tunnel, where enough food is prepared for them to eat for a while.

When everyone was ready, Jiang Xuan nodded to Chi Shao.

Chi Shao stepped onto the altar step by step, then opened her arms and began to recite the magic incantation.

This time, please God is not for sacrifice, but for war.

"Boom!"

With the sound of the ancient witchcraft, above the stone mountain, a dazzling green light erupted from the giant vine, and the whole plant moved.

The huge giant vine, starting from the end, slowly rotates in the reverse direction, breaking away bit by bit and loosening the stone mountain, and the gravel on the stone mountain keeps falling down.

When the divine vine completely escaped from the stone mountain, it swayed slowly in the air like a green dragon.

Under the ground, countless vine roots are also shrinking upwards, and the ground seems to be shaking as if an earthquake had occurred.

After a long time, the entire huge divine vine actually broke off the ground and floated in the air.

The thirty-six giant dragonflies also flew up, and they swirled and danced constantly around the vine, and the scene was very shocking.

However, Jiang Xuan hesitated.

Because the battle of Shenteng is too big, it can be seen clearly from a long distance. When the Mosquito tribe sees this battle, can they stay in place and wait to die?

Afraid not to run away, right?

Just when Jiang Xuan was wondering whether or not to remind the divine vine, in the sky, the divine vine suddenly shrank rapidly, from the size of a stone mountain to two or three meters high, and the bright light gradually became restrained.

So much better.

Jiang Xuan finally doesn't have to worry about it anymore, such a divine vine is much more concealed, so it won't be discovered before it gets close.

The thirty-six giant dragonflies couldn't shrink, but they flew faster than the bird-billed mosquitoes. When the mosquito tribe discovered it, they had already flown over their tribe.

Chi Shao seemed to communicate with Shen Teng again, she turned around, walked down the altar slowly, and came to Jiang Xuan's side.

"Fujigami said it's time to go."

"it is good!"

Standing in front of the soldiers, Jiang Xuan didn't say anything nonsense, and shouted directly: "Target, the Great Swamp Mosquito Tribe, set off!"

The more than 100 warriors of the rattan tribe, as well as the **** rattan and the giant dragonfly, all left the bamboo forest and headed for the big swamp.

Previously, there had been several conflicts between the Vine tribe and the Mosquito tribe, and Jiang Xuan had a hunch that such a day might come.

He had already inquired about the location of the Mosquito Tribe from the Mountain Turtle Tribe and drew a simple map.

Now, they just need to follow the route of the map to find the big swamp and find the mosquito tribe.

They entered the Thunder Mountains and moved quickly in the direction of the Everglades.

At the same time, the Mosquito Tribe was still struggling, whether to attack the Vine Tribe on a massive scale to avenge the dead hunting team soldiers and bird-billed mosquitoes.

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The Vine Tribe finally arrived at the Great Swamp and found the location of the Vine Tribe.

"Boss, are we going to prepare for a sneak attack?"

On a mountain opposite the Mosquito Tribe, Uncaria, who had just arrived, asked Jiang Xuan in a low voice.

Jiang Xuan glanced at the sky, and found that the **** vine had quickly drifted towards the mosquito tribe, and thirty-six giant dragonflies also moved along with them, and the sound of their wings was like dozens of helicopters.

Jiang Xuan said helplessly: "What else are you attacking? The Vine God and those giant dragonflies are about to fight the Mosquito Tribe. Listen to my orders and prepare to attack."

"Yes!"

Uncaria said to the hunting team behind him: "Prepare to attack!"

While the other teams were tense, they gradually became excited, and the belligerent bloodlines belonging to the tribesmen began to boil.

Jiang Xuan ran towards the mosquito tribe with more than 100 soldiers, and he didn't care about hiding anymore, and there was no need to hide anymore.

At this time, Shen Teng and thirty-six giant dragonflies had already flown over the Mosquito Tribe, and the momentum was so great that it was difficult for the Mosquito Tribe to not pay attention.

"What is flying in the sky?"

"It seems to be a vine, and there are many huge dragonflies."

"Hey, why does that vine seem to be getting bigger and bigger?"

"No, they're coming down."

"It's the giant vine of that little tribe!"

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

The warriors of the mosquito tribe shouted, and all the bird-billed mosquitoes that were resting in the forest also took off.

In the sky, the vines became bigger and bigger, as huge as a green dragon, and green rays of light erupted from his whole body, and the terrifying momentum overwhelmed the entire mosquito tribe into a pot of porridge.

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