Chapter 443: The Construction of an Army to Protect the Tribe

Nan Qinghuan originally had little interest in the conflicts between Tribes; she only wanted to lead her Tribe's people to prosperity and a good life, but she did not expect that as they developed, trouble would follow.

When there is something good, other Tribes will covet it, so now they must find a way to build a massive Army.

This Army and the people of the Military Camp merge into one; they no longer farm or work, their daily task is training, and their supplies are maintained by three Tribes.

"Qinghuan?"

Ying saw her silent, hurried forward, gently crouched beside her, reached out and took her small hand; he knew Qinghuan had unique insight in this matter.

He wanted to hear Qinghuan's thoughts.

Nan Qinghuan thought for a moment, about to speak, when a frantic voice came from outside.

"Youchao Xuan, Youchao Xuan."

Qingfeng had heard that Youchao Xuan was in trouble and rushed over.

She entered and immediately hugged Youchao Xuan; instantly, the scene left everyone stunned.

Qingfeng grabbed Youchao Xuan so tightly that Youchao Xuan himself went rigid.

Because this was Qingfeng's first time hugging him.

"You scared me to death. Are you okay? I heard you ran into people from the Giant Tribe. Are you alright?"

Even a woman like Qingfeng was about to cry from fright, causing Nan Qinghuan and Ying to exchange a glance, and Axi was also stunned into silence.

Since when have Youchao Xuan and Qingfeng been together? "Qingfeng, don't cry; Youchao Xuan is fine."

Qingfeng sniffed, then gently pushed Youchao Xuan away; she is a woman of the Primitive Tribe, who never knew what shyness was and never hides her thoughts.

Liking is just liking.

It doesn't conceal anything.

She looked up at Youchao Xuan, seeing he was fine, then let out a giggle, "I've been waiting for you at your house for a long time; you never returned, so I tried making something to eat at your place, waiting for you."

Those words instantly warmed Youchao Xuan's heart; he reached out and grasped Qingfeng's hand, only to find it very cold, icy as iron.

"Qingfeng, I'm fine."

"Alright, then, it's getting late; you all go back to rest. As for the Army, I still need to think it over with Ying. Dashan, you should go back as well."

Youchao Xuan, with Qingfeng, prepared to leave; after a few steps he stopped, turned his head toward them, and said, "Ying, Rongdi rescued us; he truly is a good ally."

"Don't worry, I will thank him; you all go back first."

After Youchao Xuan and Dashan left, Ying and Nan Qinghuan sat by the fire, A Mu cooked, and when the Ancestor learned that the Cave was coveted by the Giant Tribe, the Ancestor also became angry.

He cursed and muttered, saying something that Nan Qinghuan couldn't understand.

Ying had Ashu prepare a sheep, which a pig delivered to Rongdi as a token of today's assistance; after everything was ready, a voice from Sangtian came from outside.

"Ying, it's me."

Hearing Sangtian's voice, Nan Qinghuan glanced outside; the Snow was raging, and the old man—did he not want to live? Ying quickly stood and went outside; when he saw Sangtian alone, hunched over, Ying's gaze became distant.

He descended the ladder step by step into the Snow, meeting Sangtian's eyes.

"Did you come for something?"

Since he was beaten, he had Nan Qinghuan rescue him; the old man's health is poor, and he only got up today.

After being expelled by Luosang, Sangtian was now rescued again by Nan Qinghuan and the others; now whatever he says, he will side with Ying.

"Ying, I was an old fool; I shouldn't have let you shut down this Market street. Ah, everything is my fault."

Hearing this, Ying seemed to feel as if the sun rose in the west.

"Great Elder, what do you mean by that?"

"Ah."

Sangtian felt ashamed and remorseful; he sighed deeply and hurriedly said, "I came to tell you that Luosang has already reported everything here to the Giant Tribe. You know they covet your resources and Tribe. Ying, now that Spring has arrived, you must be vigilant and not let them attack."

Ying hadn't expected the Great Elder to say such things; he gave him a deep look and said, "Don't worry, I'll handle these matters; if you're fine, just go back."

As for Sangtian, he now felt no sympathy, and he hadn't forgotten the time he colluded with Luosang in wrongdoing.

Therefore, he would not spare the old man.

Hearing this, Sangtian also realized Ying wouldn't forgive him; his mouth twitched as if to speak, but nothing came out.

"Then you must be careful; although I did some wrong, I also don't want to see the Tribe occupied."

After saying that, Sangtian turned and limped away; this time, Ying did not call after him.

Many tribe members naturally saw the scene and felt regret.

If the Great Elder had supported Ying as the Ancestor did, this couldn't have happened. Under the swirling Snow, Sangtian walked very slowly, very slowly.

Ying stood there silently watching his back; amid the swirling Snow, he seemed to recall his childhood, when Sangtian helped his mother and him.

But this time, he could no longer help him.

The path was his own choice, and he was powerless.

"Ying."

Behind him, Nan Qinghuan had somehow appeared; seeing her, Ying quickly grabbed her, "Why are you here? It's such heavy Snow, go inside quickly."

Nan Qinghuan's belly was now growing noticeably large; Ying feared she might freeze, so he pulled her under the eaves; Nan Qinghuan understood his concern.

"Why didn't you leave that old man behind?"

She had just seen that the old man seemed to be on the same side as them, but Ying this time seemed not to forgive him.

Ying's gaze was complex; he held Nan Qinghuan's hand, sighed deeply, "I gave him a chance; he chose to leave. Now he's been delivered to the Tribe's gate, and you saved his life again. Qinghuan, we owe him nothing."

Yes, even any debt to him has been repaid.

Nan Qinghuan was astonished by Ying's change; she was quite pleased, as her primitive husband was gradually becoming a great king.

She took a deep breath, "Ying, I've already thought of a way to deal with the Giant Tribe."

Hearing this, Ying's eyes flashed with a hint of light, "Qinghuan, tell me what the method is?"