Chapter 428: Recognition

Other tribes suffered even more tragically, with basically one-third dead or injured, but they did not feel too sad, because the goods of the Wulengge Tribe were all there—dried meat, Grass Seed, furs, salt, and the like, which were very abundant.

As long as they also had these things, even if they did not follow Xiong to Huaxia, they would have a greater chance of surviving the Winter.

However, everything still depends on the opinion of Huaxia first; although they contributed more people, their combat effectiveness was not on the same level at all, and even if they wanted to turn around and attack Huaxia now, they still had no chance of winning, so how to distribute it depends first on the meaning of Huaxia; of course, they could also express their own thoughts.

The Huaxia team did not think about dividing the spoils like them, but were busy rescuing the wounded; they only had one doctor, so they were very anxious and could only treat the seriously injured first, while those who were groaning in pain were left to be seen later.

No matter what the injury, it is like this; even in later generations, if you have a car accident, if you can feel pain and scream loudly, it actually means you can live; what is feared is the kind of wounded person who has no pain and still says they want to help you, as they might die directly, before there is even time to save them.

After bandaging the external wounds, they then tried to set the bones for those injured Soldiers with fractures and fix them; now they would not consider whether it was set straight or not, as long as they did not become disabled and did not lose their lives, it was good enough.

The primary focus was on the Huaxia Soldiers, but the others also went to help provide first aid to the wounded of the Twelve Tribes; first aid is a compulsory course for these Soldiers—they cannot cure, but they can keep them alive first, then sort them by urgency, waiting for the doctor to come.

The people of the Twelve Tribes also gradually realized what the Huaxia Soldiers were doing, so they dared not make a sound, only watching quietly and waiting quietly.

It took a long time for all the wounded to be treated; during this period, quite a few Soldiers from the Twelve Tribes died because they were saved too late or were too severely injured to be saved.

At this time, the women who had gathered together had already collected a lot of firewood, and they had already set up the camp; this time, their camps were all next to each other, and Xiong could be considered to have accepted these people.

Only then did Xiong walk to the luggage pile of the Wulengge Tribe to start checking the supplies: more than a dozen large bags of dried meat, a large pile of furs, and three rock sheep that had not been dead for long, as well as many other small items.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were full of anticipation, Xiong then said: "For these things, all the food, we Huaxia want half, we want one sheep, and all the remaining things belong to you; how about it, do you have any objections?"

The people of the other tribes were flattered; they did not expect Huaxia to be so generous as to give them so many things; they had prepared to take only a small amount, and now that Huaxia was taking the initiative to give them concessions, how could they disagree? So they thanked them repeatedly, saying they had no objections.

Xiong no longer cared how the three tribes would distribute it, only letting his own Soldiers take away the portion belonging to Huaxia.

One rock sheep seemed like a big piece of prey, but when divided among so many of them, it did not count for much.

Moreover, the first thing Xiong had to do was to deal with the corpses of his own Soldiers; they collected enough firewood, and all they could do was cremation; according to the King's words, try not to let the corpses of their own tribesmen be left outside, and since they could not carry the corpses back to Huaxia, they could only take the ashes back.

They still had many small Pottery Jars; after a long wait for the burning, under the illumination of the Torch, they used stones to crush and beat them before putting everyone's ashes into the Pottery Jar, then padded it with dry Grass and packed it into the luggage.

That sheep was also successfully prepared and shared equally among all the Soldiers; if it were in Huaxia, these wounded should have eaten more meat, but now in the wild, the future is unknown, danger is everywhere, and Soldiers without combat effectiveness could only eat an average amount and did not receive preferential treatment, but everything would be compensated and rewarded when they returned to Huaxia.

Those women who were bought were so attracted that they drooled, and some even used the most basic skills to seduce those Soldiers with their bodies, wanting to trade for a bite of meat.

At this time, their rules were very strict; no matter how restless one's heart was, it would not do; one must ensure they could eat their fill, and as long as it did not affect the next day's actions, one could do whatever they wanted; if they went too far and affected the whole team, they would face punishment.

Therefore, all the Soldiers were still restraining themselves, and with the current temperature being truly unfriendly, it was not suitable to do some naked exercise at night, so they were well-behaved all the way.

In the other tribes, it was the same: the Soldiers ate well, and the women and children drank the soup base; the injured Soldiers were also grouped with the women and children, but no one had any complaints; the rules of Nature are like this.

They now also understood that they had been accepted by Xiong and his group, so their mentality had changed, and they almost regarded themselves as members of Huaxia, so the previous three tribes merged directly into one tribe.

The Tribal Chiefs of the three tribes were all smart people, so they would not engage in any power struggles; everyone had an equal say and equal power, and if there were any problems that could not be solved, they would let Xiong command.

They also integrated their supplies together; in their words, this way, the chance of survival would be greater.

Regarding all this that happened, Xiong did not express anything and let them be; it was still early, and although the temperature was gradually dropping, it was still within a bearable range, those animals were still relatively common, and their movements were not restricted.

But it would soon become harder and harder to endure; in the morning, Xiong had already seen frost on the ground, a thin layer, which meant that in another dozen days or so, they would enter Winter, but they needed about a month to return to Huaxia, and Xiong only hoped that it would not Snow on the road.

The two tribes that had previously intended to join Xiong's team chose to leave after Xiong demanded they attack the Wuleng Tribe together, because they felt that Huaxia had no chance of winning; they were going to fight for survival and seek a better chance of survival, not to die.

But what they did not expect was that Huaxia actually won, and won very easily, which made their idea of joining Huaxia even stronger, so regardless of their previous behavior of running away, they quietly moved forward again and followed Xiong's team.