Chapter 1400: Attempt

"So now, let us first go and see them, and whether they are willing to give us good treatment. If they can meet our requirements, we can also surrender and join their Huaxia or the Xuanyuan Tribe. This way, we can have a place to survive and also avoid being attacked by the Shennong Clan."

However, everyone still felt a bit resistant to Jiang Cheng's idea; after all, that was the tribe that had killed so many of their own Tribal Chiefs, so how could they possibly go there?

Moreover, as enemies to each other, could their words be trusted? They had also killed their tribesmen; would they accept them so easily? And even if they did accept them, would they force them to go straight to the battlefield to attack the Shennong Clan, making them turn their blades against their own kin?

"Tribal Chief Jiang Cheng, this, this is really too..."

Jiang Cheng looked at everyone: "If you have any concerns, just say them all. We can discuss it together and see which choice is better."

The current Jiang Cheng no longer had his previous fiery temper. With so many tribesmen dead or injured, his own brothers dead, and the future of those remaining uncertain, he had no choice. He had to calm down and make a judgment.

"Will they make us fight the Shennong Clan? Will they make us charge at the very front to exhaust others' strength?"

These words made those women tremble all over again. The experience of last night could be called the most terrifying memory of their lives—being shoved to the front to die—who wouldn't be afraid of that?

The few women who survived now were those who were lucky, timid, and ran fast. The bold ones and the unlucky ones were already dead, and the wild beasts were already waiting to feast on them.

"This, if we go to negotiate, this can also be a requirement. We will no longer participate in the war. How they fight is none of our business, just don't make our tribesmen go to the battlefield again. With so many of us joining them, it is also a good thing for them; they will consider it."

A Leader continued to press: "Then how can we ensure they won't go back on their word and trick us? Once we are in their hands, will we still have a choice?"

"Tribal Chief Jiang Cheng! Do not trust the enemy. We must rely on ourselves. Let us go to another place, far away, hide, and find a place the Shennong cannot find—wouldn't that be better? This place is so big, there must be such a place."

Jiang Cheng really wanted to lie down and think it over properly, but facing so many people, he could not relax at all. He himself did not know what choice to make, but he believed that having one more choice meant one more possibility; it was better than walking directly down a path with no visible future.

"I said, I will not force you. Those of you willing to follow me, then let us go and try first, and ask what they think. It is, after all, a choice."

"If you are unwilling, you can stand apart right now. After we finish asking, if it doesn't work out, we will look for a new territory together. If we reach an agreement, you can decide for yourselves—either leave on your own, or... anyway, it is up to you. I want to take our Jiang Cheng Tribe and find more opportunities."

"As for whether they will deceive us, just have them swear to Heaven. Since they can release Heavenly Thunder, they must be able to communicate with Heaven. I believe they will not deceive Heaven."

With things said to this point, those who wanted to leave were no longer persistent. Instead, they followed what Jiang Cheng said, moved a certain distance away from the group, sat down, and waited for the end.

Jiang Cheng turned directly to his tribesmen and said: "I will go over personally to communicate with their Tribal Chief. If there are any among you who are unwilling to go, I... I will not stop you, but I am also doing this so that our tribe can continue to survive. I have to try more things, sigh..."

Jiang Cheng looked left and right and found that the Leader he was familiar with was nowhere to be found. So, he pulled over a Soldier who looked quite sturdy and said: "Come, you go with me. If they are like savages and cannot be reasoned with, I will try my best to keep them from killing you, and let you return. You tell everyone to leave here quickly, understand?"

That big, foolish man gave a muffled grunt and nodded.

They were all in the camp of the Jiebing Tribe, and with the obstruction of the tents in front, they could not see what the situation was like on the hillside. Everyone was covered in mud and grass, fearing they would be discovered. Now that Jiang Cheng had decided to go out and face them, such a major event that would determine the fate of the tribe required him to step forward personally.

At this time, the hillside was already covered with a large number of Xuanyuan Tribe and Huaxia Soldiers. They were cleaning up the battlefield, mainly collecting Weapons, which were the most precious wealth on those corpses. The animal tooth and stone necklaces hanging on the ordinary people had almost no value.

As for the clothes, if they were intact, they were all stripped off; after all, these clothes were also wealth.

The Huaxia Soldiers were too proud to do such things. What they did was search for lost Arrows. Being able to pick up one or two Bronze Weapons was considered a big harvest, unlike the people of the Xuanyuan Tribe, who were not prepared to let anything go.

However, no matter how they searched, these spoils of war would eventually have to be divided between the two tribes. It was not the case that whoever picked them up kept them. If that were so, Huaxia would have no advantage at all in front of the Xuanyuan Tribe, given the huge difference in numbers.

The Xuanyuan Tribe Soldiers still had complaints, saying that the Huaxia people did not strip the clothes and left this dirty work to them, only picking up the valuable things. But a Huaxia Soldier said: "We Huaxia do not want these clothes; they are all yours."

With this sentence, the people of the Xuanyuan Tribe could not say anything more; after all, they had taken a big advantage. It was just that they did not know that the Soldier's word did not count.

Lu had no interest in clothes stripped from dead people, but since they were spoils of war, he certainly had to divide them. Moreover, Huaxia also needed these clothes; after all, they had many newcomers who were quite poor and lacked clothes, and the Slaves also needed clothes. Having these clothes could save a lot of Huaxia's fabric.

Now there was also the Suiren Clan, who also needed clothes. The people of the Suiren Clan certainly would not mind that they were taken from dead people. After Lu learned that a Soldier had given them away on his own, he punished him, but he could not be too severe.

Finally, after the clothes were collected, because Huaxia had participated in less labor, and because of the prior agreement, in order to avoid causing resentment among the Xuanyuan Tribe Soldiers, they had to reduce their share of the division, taking only one-fifth. Only then was this trouble settled.