Chapter 376: Night Raid

After two days and one night of harvesting, more than half of the Xuanyuan Tribe's wheat fields had been reaped. As for the current harvest, although it could not satisfy the needs of their entire tribe, it was enough to allow at least ten thousand people to successfully survive this Winter.

Adding the remaining wheat fields and those other crops that had not yet matured, Xuanyuan felt that the vast majority of people in their Xuanyuan Tribe would not starve to death in the Winter this year. If they could plant more grain, or if they had the high-yield grain seeds of Huaxia, they would be able to rely entirely on planting to sustain themselves in the future, without needing to hunt and gather day and night.

The Tribal Chief of the Lieshan Clan did not come; the one leading the soldiers was Yi, the strongest Soldier under his command.

Yi was stationed there with over ten thousand people, and the grain they consumed every day was not a small amount. Their own stored grain was also not much, so even in this situation, they had to go hunting every day to maintain their livelihood.

The current situation would not allow Yi to delay any longer. Regardless of the circumstances or how many casualties there might be, they had to go and plunder tonight. Moreover, what they had scouted was that there were only three thousand-plus people here at the Xuanyuan Tribe; they were not afraid at all, holding an absolute advantage.

Night fell, and the people of the Xuanyuan Tribe began to rotate. The people Baifeng had harvesting began to rest and eat, while those who had already rested began to enter the fields to harvest.

Having learned the lesson from last time, this time they could not light fires no matter what. Although the moonlight was not very bright, it was enough for them to work.

Yi was waiting, waiting for the other half of the people to finish eating and fall asleep, so they could take the opportunity to move up. They were divided into three teams: one team to fight and hold back the Soldiers of the Xuanyuan Tribe; one team to go and plunder the harvested grain, all carrying large bags; and the other team, consisting of only a dozen people, was to find an opportunity to set fires. As soon as they saw the grain-plundering team run out, they would light the fires. Firstly, this was to draw away the Xuanyuan Tribe's firepower so they could escape successfully, and secondly, to destroy the Xuanyuan Tribe's grain.

Watching the people of the Xuanyuan Tribe lie down to sleep one after another, they knew the time had come. They crawled forward slowly on the Grass. The Soldiers of the Xuanyuan Tribe were in the tall wheat fields, their attention also on their hands, and they did not notice the enemy approaching at all.

Until the distance was about right, Yi stood up immediately and began to sprint. The Soldiers shouted and began to attack. The Soldiers of the Xuanyuan Tribe were startled and looked in panic toward the direction from which the enemy was attacking, only to see a dense mass of people; they could not tell how many there were at all.

They quickly ran out of the fields, hurriedly looking for their Weapon. Those who had already fallen asleep also heard the sound and opened their eyes in confusion, seeing only a scene of chaos. They also immediately understood what was happening and hurried to grab their Weapon.

At this moment, the people of the Lieshan Clan had a clear goal, and some had already rushed toward the place where the wheat ears were piled. Xuanyuan did not sleep deeply; after he woke up, he immediately observed the situation, but when he saw the aggressive Lieshan Clan, his heart still felt panicked.

Knowing that the Lieshan Clan was preparing to attack, he had already set an ambush of over three thousand people not far away, just waiting for the Lieshan Clan to come so they could directly counterattack. The ones on the surface were just to make the Lieshan Clan underestimate the enemy.

But what he did not expect was that the Lieshan Clan was going to do something big this time, coming with so many people. Even though Xuanyuan had prepared in advance, he was still no match.

The Soldier Dangkang, who was leading the ambush, reacted immediately upon hearing the sounds of the enemy raid and began to move quickly to provide support. But at night, he only saw countless people fighting in the fields; he could not distinguish which side was his own people and which side was the enemy.

The people fighting were actually also somewhat unable to tell, but both sides were moving forward; whoever was blocking them was definitely the enemy, so hacking was the right thing to do.

Facing the chaotic battle, Dangkang did not know how to provide support, but he saw the massive plundering team. Judging by their posture and expressions, they were undoubtedly the enemy, so he led his Soldiers to charge at those people.

The plundering team also had several thousand people, larger than Dangkang's team. They could not spare the effort to load the wheat ears and could only conduct a counterattack first.

Seeing a team attacking their plundering team, Yi immediately gave a loud order for his side to split some people off to provide support.

Xuanyuan, who was fighting, heard the sound of the order. Yi's figure was also very prominent, so Xuanyuan locked onto Yi at a glance and held his Sword, intending to kill him, but was immediately stopped by Limu. Limu flashed the Iron Knife in his hand, meaning that he could go himself.

Subsequently, Limu wove through a group of people holding Wooden Spear, waving his Iron Knife frantically to hack and slash. He was also wearing Crocodile Armor, so the attacks from the Lieshan Clan did not have much effect on him. Very quickly, he charged in front of Yi.

What Yi was holding was not a Wooden Spear or Stone Knife, but a Bronze Sword that was not short. He was not the least bit timid when facing Limu; a warrior naturally had his own pride.

Then the two rushed up and hacked at each other. There was no technique to it, nothing more than seeing who could dodge faster, who had more strength, and who could hack accurately. Whoever hacked first would naturally be the winner.

But the gap in strength between the two was not large, and after clashing for over a dozen moves, there was still no winner.

The situation on Dangkang's side was also not very good. Even though they were wearing Crocodile Armor, the quality of their Weapon was not much different from the Lieshan Clan's, and the Lieshan Clan had more people, making it very difficult for them to force the Lieshan Clan back.

Even after the people of the Lieshan Clan formed a human wall, the people behind them began to load the wheat ears non-stop. Dangkang only felt his heart growing more and more anxious.

The people of the Lieshan Clan's plundering team had not completely filled the bags they brought, but seeing that their tribesmen were under great pressure, they decided to quit while they were ahead, shouldered the bags, and ran back, signaling their tribesmen to prepare to retreat as they ran.

Hearing the news, the fighting spirit of the Lieshan Clan began to fade, and they began to fight while retreating. Yi was the same; not only did he have to face the powerful opponent Limu, but he also had to pay attention to the battlefield at all times. As a result, he was distracted, and his arm was slashed by Limu's Knife, immediately shaving off a layer of flesh.

Yi did not feel pain, but he clearly felt that he was injured. Just as his heart was in a panic, the fire was lit.

Once the people of the Xuanyuan Tribe saw the fire, their attacks immediately slowed down, and their hearts became panicked. The unharvested grain was more important than the ones that had been stolen.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan immediately called a halt, telling everyone to go extinguish the fire and not to chase anymore. The Lieshan Clan took this opportunity to turn around and run frantically.

Fortunately, this time the Xuanyuan Tribe had many people and great strength, and by using multiple methods, the fire did not cause too much loss, but it completely dragged them down, and they were unable to catch up to the enemy in time.

Xuanyuan's complexion was as black as the night; he truly had not expected the Lieshan Clan to be so aggressive this time.

After the fire was extinguished, they began to assemble and then clean up the battlefield. They themselves had nearly one thousand casualties; of course, the vast majority were injuries, but there were still some people who might not live much longer.

Among those who fell to the ground, there were also people from the Lieshan Clan, fewer in number than them, about four or five hundred. Among them, more than three hundred were still alive. The Lieshan Clan had more than just this small loss, but most of the wounded were lightly injured and had fled along with them.