Chapter 466: Chenshui's Plan

Xiong naturally understood that someone who could discover their encirclement with such alertness would naturally be able to figure out their own situation in an instant; fleeing when seeing that the situation was unfavorable was his correct choice.

He did not know what the practices of Huaxia were, but in any case, according to the practices of other tribes, the Tribal Chief must die; there was no possibility otherwise, even if they surrendered, because it was necessary to establish authority, to perform sacrifices, or simply to let the captives lose their backbone and their leaders so they could not organize resistance again.

The entire Chenshui Tribe was still very poor; there was indeed some stored grain, but Huaxia truly did not look upon it with favor, yet grain was grain after all, and there was no need to waste it. Moreover, they were currently campaigning abroad, and everyone only carried their own Dry Rations and had no extra to feed these captives. Although it was said that when they were short on food, a single letter could obtain supplies from the rear within a few days, for the moment, they still had to feed these captives something.

The captives were very obedient after being disarmed, and they did not dare to make any small moves under the eyes of ten thousand Huaxia Soldiers. Those women were even more open-minded; not only were they not afraid, but they were somewhat excited. Back at the Suiren Clan, their days were barely passable, but after being coerced into this Chenshui Tribe, life became harder day by day. As long as they could re-enter a large tribe like Huaxia, it was entirely a happy event for them, regardless of the form in which they entered; in any case, no tribe would mistreat women in their golden reproductive years.

The first battle was a success, and Xiong was very happy, but he did not relax his vigilance at night. He had already sent the battle results back to the city and requested that people be sent to receive the captives. They could only spare a portion of the Soldiers to escort them for a stretch of the road, and then they had to return to participate in the remaining few battles.

That night, not long after Bai Yulong had gone to sleep in his office, he was woken up by someone from the Department of State Affairs because Xiong's letter had arrived. Bai Yulong had not expected it to be so easy, and in a moment of hot-headedness, he wanted to immediately send people to pick up the captives, but he was reminded by Yu that it was night and it would be better not to issue this order.

Bai Yulong's youthful impulsiveness was quickly suppressed by reason. After calming his mood, he stated that he would issue the order after dawn, and then he let Yu go back to rest early.

Early the next morning, Bai Yulong dispatched a massive Militia force of three thousand people to receive the captives. Although it was not necessary, Bai Yulong also felt that this counted as a task that these people could do even in Winter, and it was not difficult, nor was he afraid of any attrition, so he did not control the number of people.

Xiong also arranged early in the morning for two thousand people to escort the captives and connect with the team sent from the city. He took the remaining Soldiers to continue advancing to attack the other few tribes, but he also left behind a portion of Lu's intelligence team to maintain contact with those two thousand people, so they would not know where to rendezvous after delivering the captives.

After Chenshui escaped alone, he discovered there were no pursuers, but now he had nothing left. From a Leader of the Suiren Clan, he had become a Tribal Chief of a small tribe, but unfortunately, he had not enjoyed the power for long, and now he had nowhere to go and would have to wander.

He was naturally unwilling to accept this, but he did not dare to return to the Suiren Clan, so he pondered why Huaxia would suddenly attack their Chenshui Tribe. Linking this to the team of Soldiers who had disappeared inexplicably before, he now understood that those people had definitely been captured by Huaxia, who then figured out the location of his tribe.

Huaxia definitely knew that they had split off from the Suiren Clan, which was why they came to attack them to seize the interests of the Suiren Clan. Plus, from the time his Soldiers went missing to being attacked, several days had passed, which meant that Huaxia's target was not just their Chenshui Tribe alone, but since he was closest to Huaxia, it meant that Huaxia would also go to attack the other few tribes.

Thinking of this, Chenshui suddenly had an idea. Since one Chenshui Tribe could not resist Huaxia, then the remaining few tribes united together would surely be able to resist Huaxia, right? He knew that the Suiren Clan failing to conquer Huaxia was purely because Huaxia had very high city walls, but here in the wilderness, Huaxia had no city walls for protection, and they were just better at Weapons, that was all.

As long as the remaining few tribes united, he believed Huaxia would not be willing to pay such a high price to attack. Although he had lost his status as Tribal Chief, he truly had skills, and he was a warrior who had once been of the Suiren Clan; even if he went to other tribes, he could manage to get a position as a Leader, which was much better than wandering.

Without a second word, after suffering through the night in a tree, Chenshui rushed toward the tribe closest to him as soon as the sky brightened, while at this time, Xiong was also leading people toward that tribe.

Chenshui arrived at that tribe first, but he did not dare to enter directly because he did not know what the situation was here. If they had already been attacked and taken by Huaxia from several directions simultaneously, wouldn't he be courting death by going over?

On the outskirts of the tribe, he observed stealthily for a long time before discovering that it was indeed the original people who were active, and there were no signs of being conquered by Huaxia. Only then did he set his mind at ease and intend to go over to lobby them.

Chenshui was at least a Leader in the Suiren Clan, and there were not a few people who knew him, so he was not afraid of being killed directly as an enemy. As a neighbor who had split off together, at least basic face would be given to him.

But just at the moment he was preparing to climb down the tree to move forward, his exceptionally sensitive ears suddenly heard the rustling sound from afar again; although small, the range of the sound was very broad.

He felt very uneasy in his heart, so he cautiously slid down the tree, lay on the ground, and listened carefully with his ear pressed to the ground. Upon hearing this, he was so frightened that he immediately stood up, not caring whether he would expose himself, and chose to run in the opposite direction of the arrivals, because he had already deduced that the people coming were from Huaxia.

Now Chenshui's heart was exceptionally panicked; this tribe, too, could not possibly withstand Huaxia's attack. It would probably be the same ending as their Chenshui Tribe, at most holding out for a little while longer.

Now only the last two tribes remained, but even if these two tribes united together, they would not be a match for Huaxia. Chenshui was already somewhat lost; what on earth should he do?