Chapter 1459: Bosa the Coward

Seeing Bosa struck by an arrow, and now having no power to resist, they had no advantages other than their numbers; after some thought, and with the people of Huaxia beginning to threaten them verbally, the savages slowly chose to retreat.

After all, living here in Huaxia was not bad; they had food to eat and comfortable places to stay, and as for their status or the like, it no longer mattered; as long as they could survive here, that was enough, and running away now would certainly mean they would not survive.

So, after considering everything, they decided to go back obediently; as for the two who were struck by arrows, they were still wailing, but no one paid them any mind.

The herdsmen of the Western Development Group held up torches and went over to inspect, and after confirming that no one else was escaping, they stopped bothering; if they were struck by an arrow, they were struck; if they didn't die by tomorrow, they would be dragged off to be treated, and if they died, well, they died, which would just happen to serve as a warning to these savages.

Of course, they didn't dare to do this on their own; they had already received orders when they accepted the mission that if these people tried to escape, they were to kill them if necessary, regardless of their status, because the questions that needed to be asked had already been asked, and since the Leader Bosa still wouldn't tell the truth, there was little use in keeping him, and they already had the credit in hand anyway.

The reinforcements from Huaxia were now only a little over two days' distance from the Western Development Group; they thought that if Hun's group had managed to escape successfully, they should be at the Western Development Group by now, and if they were not at the Western Development Group, then it was highly likely they had all been killed in action, and if they went over now, it would just be to avenge them.

With seventeen hundred soldiers and horses under his command, and hundreds of Cavalry, all with excellent Weapons, to be honest, this configuration could potentially cripple the Wulengge Tribe, and they did not believe that a tribe in a remote area could be as large as the Shennong Clan or as difficult to fight as the Shennong Clan.

The Tribal Chief had already made his attitude toward this Wulengge Tribe clear, so it was even more impossible for them to have any pity for this tribe; they would hit them as hard as they could.

The Wulengge Tribe was now quietly creeping closer; they also felt the change in the environment, as the forest was no longer so dense and was gradually becoming flat and gentle, and the vegetation was primarily Grass.

In such an environment, it was very difficult for them to hide their figures, and likewise, it was even harder for those cannibal tribes to hide themselves.

The Tribal Chief also felt excited because the land here was too suitable for grazing; he had never thought he would get such an unexpected surprise, and if he could defeat this cannibal tribe, he could then seize this land and graze his own livestock there.

No wonder, in such a good place, no wonder those cannibal tribes actually raised cattle; this was to be expected, and if they didn't have cattle and sheep, he would have to despise them even more for wasting such a good place.

Now he had already made up his mind: the territory would be his, and their livestock would also be his, all belonging to him; in one stroke, he would be seizing so much wealth.

At daybreak, the herdsmen dragged out the two half-dead savages; they were not completely dead yet, but it felt like treating them might be a bit troublesome, so they decided to ask the Regimental Commander what to do first.

They dragged them up the mountain, and when Ce heard that it was just two savages who had tried to escape and were then caught, what was the big deal?

"Execute them in front of the others as a warning; why save them? There's no need to save them." Ce spoke very briefly; he was currently feeling annoyed, for as an official, how could he not worry about the future of Huaxia when it was facing such a major event? A few savages were not worth considering.

"No, no! Leader, spare me, I'll talk, I'll say everything!" Having felt the fear brought by death, Bosa had now completely realized that as for the tribe, as for honor, to hell with it all; staying alive was the only truth.

If his head had been chopped off in one go, that would be nothing; he would have had no time to be afraid, no time to regret, but with an arrow stuck in his stomach like this, every time he coughed or moved, he bled, and he already felt so weak he couldn't bear it, as if he were about to die the next moment.

He prayed that Huaxia could pull the arrow out like before and then find some way to save his life; he didn't want to die yet, he could still live.

When Ce and the others heard that they could actually understand what was being shouted, they turned to look and discovered it was that dog Bosa; Hun smiled maliciously: "Bosa, is it? When we gave you good food, drink, and treatment before, you wouldn't say anything and even told us false information to trick us; how come you suddenly want to talk now? Are you afraid of dying?"

Tears fell from Bosa's eyes: "Yes, yes, I don't want to die; whatever you want to know, I will say it, I am willing to say it all."

But Hun shook his head: "That won't work; you're saying it too late; your tribesmen have already said everything, we know it all, so what else can you tell us, right? Even the identity you told us was fake."

Bosa really cried, really anxious: "I am Bosa, I know more than them; this time I really, really won't lie to you; I am willing to say anything, I am willing to say anything."

"Fine then, tell me, where is the center of your Wulengge Tribe, and what is the Tribal Chief's name?"

Bosa spoke without hesitation: "The center is at Shenhu, right to the west; if you keep going west, you will see it, or you can follow the birds in the sky; wherever the birds fly, you just follow them; the birds are there to show the way."

"The Tribal Chief is named Sajiaba; he manages our entire Wulengge Tribe and everything at Shenhu; he is the incarnation of Yutu, and I have only seen him twice."

"Only seen him twice? That means you have been to that Shenhu, right?"

Bosa nodded: "I have, I have; I grew up by Shenhu, and later, because I could communicate with the gods, as a Bosa, I was sent to the tribe I am in now."

Hun suddenly felt that this person might actually be worth keeping, because listening to this Wulengge Tribe, the structure seemed quite unique and the scale should be quite large, as they could even send out priests; if he saved his life, he would probably be willing to tell them anything now, and then they could properly understand the operating model of this Wulengge Tribe, which would make it easier to attack the Wulengge Tribe later.

"Then you should know how many people your Wulengge Tribe actually has, how large a territory it occupies, and how much livestock it has?"

Bosa tried to play a little trick again: "Can you save me first? I am already dying and will soon be unable to speak."