Chapter 457: Cleverness Backfires on the Clever

Luosang doesn't know what an army is; when Jiguang heard Luosang say they didn't know, Jiguang thought this old man was just here to be funny.

She sneered, a hint of contempt in her laugh, and glanced at the old man before her; like the Ancient People she knew, he wasn't very clever. "So you mean you haven't been gathering intelligence on them, yet you're ready to attack?"

Luosang felt a bit embarrassed—was this Jiguang mocking them? "I did send people, it's just…"

"Enough."

Jiguang was very angry; she sprang to her feet and coldly stared at the Luosang before her. "You go to attack without even knowing the enemy's situation. Hmph, aren't you just using me as a monkey to play with?"

"Chief, that's not how it is. Their army isn't strong, my people are strong as well, and I also prepared…"

"Shut up. What did you prepare? You want to say it's those broken things? What use are those iron tools? Luosang, if you think this way you can cooperate with me, then sorry, I won't take the risk. My tribe members' lives are important; I won't go with you to a death march. Forget it, you really are too old to be useful; I'll figure it out myself."

After saying that, Jiguang rose to leave. Luosang tried to stop her, but lacked the strength; Jiguang and her kind were giants, towering high.

Luosang had no presence to block them.

"Chief, then what do you suggest?"

Upon hearing that, Jiguang finally turned around and smiled, "Are you really willing to do everything I say?"

The words had a manipulative tone; she had actually come on purpose, just to hear that, to have him obey her, and to use his people for experiments.

Luosang felt irritated, but also knew that now they could only cooperate with Jiguang; since she wanted them to listen to her, they would.

"Chief, what's the plan? You can tell me. I, Luosang, only want to wipe out Ying's small town; otherwise, our two tribes won't survive long in the future."

Jiguang saw the old man was rather clever, so she turned again, walked over and sat down. She pulled a Sheep Skin Scroll from beside her and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

Luosang's eyes lit up. "This is…"

"This is their Defense Map. With this, we can figure out how to enter the palace small town. I'm prepared to cooperate with you; we'll devise a perfect attack plan. Of course, after we kill Rongdi and Ying, that small town of Ying will belong to my Giant Tribe, and you, I'll return this One Street to you, so your tribe can once again hold a Market Day as before. How does that sound?"

Hearing that, Luosang felt as if they had heard a huge joke.

He let out a low sound, hurried to his feet, his expression not pleasant. "After helping you so much, you only give me a street. You have to give me a small town at least; I still have to manage the tribe members of that town."

Jiguang was speechless; that old fool was truly greedy.

She, also displeased, suddenly stood up and said coldly,

"Impossible. I've seen your people; most are cannon fodder. What use are they? My talents are all elite. I can come help you; you should be very pleased."

"Impossible, Jiguang. Do you think I'm senile? If so, I can handle it myself; I don't need your help."

"Fine, then we have nothing left to discuss. I'll be waiting for your good news."

"Attendants, see them off."

Jiguang hadn't expected Luosang to be so greedy, wanting half a town's people—how could that be!

The talks broke down; both sides left on bad terms.

Outside, the laborers had just finished butchering a cow and were ready to bring it in, but they didn't expect to see Jiguang and her party hurrying away.

"Clan Leader, what's going on?"

Luosang, after all, is an Ancient Person, not much scheming, thoughts are simple.

So, he thought Jiguang insincere; since they captured it together, naturally he should get half, and he no longer wanted to stay here. He also wanted, in his old age, to spend a few days eating rice and under a blanket.

"Don't mention it. That female is truly crazy, thinking that I'm so easy to bully. Does she really believe that without her help, the old man can't attack the tribe?"

Luosang had already thought that, even if Jiguang didn't help him, this war must be fought. Moreover, he has a secret weapon yet to appear; he believes that once that secret weapon emerges, Ying and their side will surely lose!

"They will!"

"Clan Leader, then we won't cooperate with them?"

"No need. Once I capture Ying's small town, I'll deal with that female, then check—has the Beast Tamer arrived?"

Here, when Jiguang and her group emerged, night had already fallen.

The ancient night was especially desolate; after stepping out, everything was pitch black, no modern neon lights, no traffic, everything barren, prompting existential doubt.

Jiguang had them light torches, then found a place to settle down.

They found a cave to stay in, without first returning to their tribe.

These subordinates truly didn't understand the chief's mind; it seemed that a few months ago, the chief had become a different person, and they could no longer figure him out.

Under the roaring Bonfire, the tribe members quickly went to prepare food.

It was a rabbit that had come out searching for food; the rabbit was smashed to death with a stone, its blood spilling, and they began to skin it.

Jiguang felt nauseated watching this scene.

"Taking it out is truly bloody."

Dazui Ba didn't know why the chief was afraid of this, hurriedly took the rabbit out, and soon, after cleaning it, brought it in, and began roasting it.

"Chief, what do we do now? Do we go back or stay?"

Dazui Ba was a bit worried, fearing that Nan Qinghuan and the others had already noticed the Defense Map was missing. Jiguang, however, smiled, her expression complex as she looked at the pitch‑black outside.

"Why the hurry? I'll have you go back and summon reinforcements. Once the Lasi Tribe moves, we'll strike from behind. But watch carefully; if any trouble arises, we retreat first, understand?"

Those tribe members were stunned; they hadn't expected the chief to have this idea.

"Chief, you mean we join forces with the Lasi Tribe?"

"Exactly. Let those old fools be cannon fodder, and I also want to test the authenticity of the Defense Map. If it's fake, my men will have arrived only to fall into a trap, right?"

I have to admit, Jiguang thinks of many things; the more she ponders, the more uneasy she feels. That clever Nan Qinghuan—how could she let Dazui Ba easily obtain the Defense Map? Impossible.

"Dazui Ba, tell me, how did you get this thing?"

Dazui Ba was a bit stunned, recalling while roasting the rabbit, "The chief said this…"