Chapter 1624: Nowhere to Run

"Tribal Chief! Run quickly, they are catching up!"

A group of Soldiers was practically carrying Shennong as they ran; Limu was in close pursuit behind them. Even though the numbers on both sides were about the same, the people of the Shennong Clan could not muster the slightest thought of resistance, wanting only to flee as fast as they could.

"Stop! Surrender and you will not be killed!" Limu shouted while running behind them, but the people of the Shennong Clan did not listen at all. Limu and his men, having already gone through a battle, were somewhat exhausted, but in order not to let this most important figure escape, they were still pursuing with all their might.

"Giddy-up! Giddy-up!"

Hearing the sound of horse hooves, Limu could not help but stop his pace and turn his head to look. Sure enough, he saw three Cavalry approaching, and now he could rest easy.

"Shennong is right ahead! Catch him! Don't let him run away!"

Limu shouted loudly, and those Cavalry heard him. Without a word, they ran straight past Limu and his men and headed directly toward Shennong.

Seeing that the Cavalry had arrived, those Soldiers who were still carrying Shennong became afraid. The group of over a hundred people scattered and ran in an instant, because they knew these men were here to catch Shennong. As long as they were not with Shennong, they would be safe; they figured these men would not waste effort catching them.

Shennong was running staggeringly when the Soldiers carrying him suddenly let go. Shennong tumbled, then hurriedly scrambled up, threw away his own Weapon, and ran straight toward that small lake. He felt that those horses would not dare to cross the water, and that small lake was precisely Banquan.

The others had already scattered; some were running around the edge of the lake, and some had jumped directly into the lake to swim away. Shennong was simply too conspicuous, for he was dressed most luxuriously, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist and a jade pendant hanging from his neck. He was also a person who had been abandoned, so Hun recognized him as Shennong at a single glance.

Shennong waded into the lake, his steps still staggering. The water at the edge of the lake was shallow, not yet deep enough to make him float, but the speed of the Cavalry was truly too fast. Soon, the three horses also waded into the lake, and Hun even circled around in front of Shennong, blocking his path.

Shennong's face was filled with terror as he swung his soaked long sleeves, turning left and right, not knowing which way he should go, because no matter the direction, there were people.

He roared unwillingly: "I am Shennong! I am Shennong! What do you want to do? What are you trying to do!"

Hun laughed sinisterly: "So you are Shennong? Then we found the right person! We are here to catch Shennong!"

"Let's go, come back with us!"

"No! I won't go! What do you want to do!"

No matter how Shennong struggled, it was to no avail. Hun and his men used their Knives to force Shennong to retreat out of the lake. Behind him, Limu also arrived in a hurry with his men. Seeing that there was no hope of escape, Shennong could only close his eyes in despair and then lie down stiffly.

This even gave Hun a start, thinking that Shennong had suffered some sudden illness and died instantly. He even wondered if he should perform some first aid, but seeing that his complexion was normal and he was still breathing, he did not bother with it.

After Limu and his men arrived, Limu took over. Limu had the Soldiers find a vine on a tree by the lake, and then, using it as a rope, they tied Shennong up.

However, because there were so many people just now, Hun was afraid he had recognized the wrong person and let the real Shennong go, so he asked Limu: "Limu, are you sure he is Shennong? Don't let it be a fake, and let the real one run away."

Shennong, who had been keeping his eyes closed and letting people handle him, opened his eyes at this moment and glared at Hun. It was clear he was still quite arrogant, at least not allowing others to call him a fake.

Limu laughed: "It shouldn't be fake. I looked at his hands; they are delicate, without a single callus, so he definitely hasn't done any labor. And look, his arms are white, not tanned, just like your King."

"In the Shennong Clan, there is no one else like this besides Shennong."

"Hey! Don't compare him to our King. Our King doesn't need to be in the sun, but that's because he is capable; he sits in the house and can solve everything. That is why our Huaxia is so powerful; it is all the credit of our King alone. He isn't tanned just because he only knows how to enjoy life. Your words sound like you are insulting our King."

Limu also felt he had made a bad comparison. In order not to hurt the harmony, he apologized to these men: "Hahahaha, I misspoke. I just meant that he also hasn't been in the sun; I had no intention of belittling your King. Your King is so capable, we have all seen it; I cannot say a single bad word. Your King is indeed the smartest person we have ever seen."

Hun also knew that Limu was unintentional, but he still had to defend his King. However, there was no need to harp on this one sentence, so he pointed at Shennong and said: "Alright, let's take him back quickly. Even if we don't recognize him, the people of his Shennong Clan surely will."

Limu appeared very relaxed: "No fear of that. Our Tribal Chief knows him; he has seen him before. After all, our Xuanyuan Tribe used to be under the jurisdiction of the Shennong Clan. Come to think of it, this Shennong should still be our Tribal Chief's elder, a blood relative. It is just a pity that he is a bit incompetent. Now it is just right; the Shennong Clan is managed by us, so it is not considered given to an outside tribe."

Hun also nodded: "Oh, I seem to have heard of such a thing."

Hearing what Limu had just said, the strength in Shennong's body seemed to be drained away all of a sudden, and his whole person relaxed. Because he also realized in an instant that this war, in the final analysis, was still an internal conflict of the Shennong Clan. If he lost, he lost; it did not mean the Shennong Clan was destroyed.

This tribe was inherited by his own blood relative of the Shennong Clan, which could only be considered as changing a master, changing a Tribal Chief. It did not cut off the sacrifices, did not cut off the inheritance; everything was attributed to his own lack of ability.

If put this way, he was actually not in danger. As long as he gave the position of Shennong to Xuanyuan and he himself became an ordinary Noble, letting Xuanyuan be Shennong, wouldn't that be fine? Everything would be as usual, nothing changed. It was just that he hated himself for only realizing this now.

Shennong, who had not spoken, raised his head and said generously to Limu: "Go, take me to see your Tribal Chief. I want to see Xuanyuan."

Limu was a little surprised by Shennong's attitude, but he did not think too much about it. Without a word, he had people carry Shennong away. In any case, he had to take him back to see the Tribal Chief and Baifeng, regardless of whether he was willing or forced.

But Shennong shook off the people carrying him and said in an unquestionable tone: "Untie me. I am your Tribal Chief's elder, and I am even your Tribal Chief; it is just that I have lost now. But I am still of the Shennong bloodline, which does not mean I can be bullied by you like this."

Limu was helpless and had to untie him again, because if it was Shennong, it was definitely best to negotiate and absorb him; it was better not to kill if possible. This would be beneficial for controlling the entire Shennong Clan later, and what Shennong said also made sense.