Chapter 805: Bairong Tribe Picks a Fight

Huaxia did not set up a stall immediately; it was already quite late, and it would be dark soon. Other tribes were also gradually starting to pack up their stalls. Setting up now would simply be a waste of time for Huaxia. Moreover, Huaxia did not come this time to sell their own goods, but rather to use their own things to trade for the good things of others.

Seeing that Huaxia had already started cooking and had fetched their own water, the onlookers knew there was no place for them to profit now; after all, water was the thing Huaxia was most likely to need at the moment.

However, Huaxia dared not let others handle the water at all. First, not to mention whether those savages might have bad intentions, Huaxia's people did not want them helping to fetch water with their dirty hands. Their stomachs were free of Ascaris now, but if they drank water fetched by these savages, they would likely end up with worms in their stomachs.

Not to mention water for people to drink, Huaxia even intended to fetch the water for the livestock themselves. If there was no trough, they would dig one out of the ground. Their Soldiers would take turns fetching water with buckets, and they would always be able to feed the cattle. Although it might be a bit tiring, most people had nothing to do right now and only needed to protect their own camp.

The savages gradually dispersed, and the area in front of the camp finally opened up. Huaxia also gained a bit of peace; they did not like the feeling of being watched by others.

Just when they thought they could eat a peaceful meal, trouble came again. A tall, aggressive savage, leading a team of Soldiers, charged directly into Huaxia's camp, his gaze scanning Huaxia's wealth without any concealment, his eyes full of greed.

The group of Soldiers sensed that the newcomers were ill-intentioned and stood up from the ground one after another. Their strong, tall bodies were also very intimidating. The savage who had barged in suddenly lost a great deal of his momentum; after all, among the people he had brought, besides himself, it seemed few could compare to these men.

Xiong did not come forward, but his deputy did. The deputy was also a Regimental Commander in Huaxia, and his presence was even more powerful; even far away from Huaxia, the aura he had cultivated in himself was not diminished in the slightest.

He walked straight up to the savage who had barged in and asked fiercely: "What are you doing? This is Huaxia's camp now. We are not doing any trading today, so you had best leave."

The savage took a small step back. He did not like the deputy's overbearing manner, but here, his Bairong Tribe was the most powerful. He had brought nearly a thousand Soldiers to this gathering, intending to completely control it. Although the tribes he was familiar with did not acknowledge him, he was still fully confident when facing a tribe like this one, which had so few Soldiers and was completely unfamiliar, coming from who knows where.

Especially after he learned that this tribe called Huaxia was very wealthy and generous with their spending, he decided to make Huaxia the first target of this gathering. By beating Huaxia into submission and collecting a portion of their goods, he figured other tribes would not look for trouble themselves.

"I am Bu, the Tribal Chief of the Bairong Tribe. This gathering is now managed by our Bairong Tribe. Since you have come to participate in the gathering, you must know the rules, right? You have so many goods, so hand over two bags of salt and one head of cattle. Our Bairong Tribe will protect your tribe." The people of the Bairong Tribe were very confident.

But as soon as he finished speaking, all of Huaxia's Soldiers burst into laughter. The surrounding tribes also laughed, and someone from one of his rival tribes even shouted: "Bu, how can you have the nerve to say you control this gathering? Do we acknowledge you? When the Jiangshui Tribe was here, you didn't even have the qualifications to enter their tribe."

Bu's expression turned ugly, but he acted as if he hadn't heard the mocking words. If he gave up just like that, his face would be completely lost, and his idea of controlling the gathering this year would be completely shattered, with little chance of another opportunity in the future.

So he pointed viciously at the deputy and said: "What are you laughing at? I'm telling you, this place is managed by our Bairong Tribe. You had better hand over the goods obediently, otherwise!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a tall beast suddenly approach from in front of him, and there was actually a person on top of it. That Soldier pointed a Spear directly at Bu: "Otherwise? What do you want to do? Do you want to drive us out, or kill us and seize our property?"

Bu was startled and took a step back. The dozens of Soldiers behind him picked up their Weapons one after another, but Bu knew he had brought too few Soldiers this time, so he hurriedly said to the people behind him: "Go, call all our Soldiers over. There is actually someone here who won't listen."

The deputy suddenly threw his head back and laughed loudly, then moved quickly, kicking Bu in the thigh. In pain, Bu knelt on one knee. The Bairong Tribe's Soldiers immediately rushed up, but Huaxia's Soldiers also came over with their Weapons, and even a few more Cavalry arrived, scaring the Bairong Tribe people so much that they dared not move for a moment.

Bu felt very ashamed. After standing up with trembling legs, he could not care about anything else and roared at his Soldiers: "Charge, all of you charge, kill them all!"

A Bairong Tribe Soldier who had not yet realized the situation took his Stone Spear and was about to charge, but as soon as he started running, his throat was pierced through by a spear. The tip of the spear was exposed directly in front of the person behind him, scaring the Soldiers behind into retreating a few more steps.

The Bairong Tribe had gone mad. They did not care at all that this was a gathering. For the sake of Huaxia's massive wealth and controlling the gathering, they believed the risk was worth it, so they charged over one after another.

Huaxia's Soldiers had not yet formed their ranks and could only slash wildly with their Weapons. Fortunately, the Weapons used by the Bairong Tribe people were too dilapidated, and their numbers were small. Upon realizing that their Weapons seemed unable to pose any threat to Huaxia's people when thrust, and instead, they themselves would be severely wounded after being slashed once, they began to have thoughts of retreating.

Huaxia, on the other hand, grew braver as they fought. Initially forced to retreat, they were now charging directly forward, not afraid at all that the so-called Bairong Tribe was still calling for more people. There was no other reason than that some of the Soldiers in the back had already untied the cattle reins and were riding on the cattle, fully equipped. As soon as the Soldiers in the front retreated, they could immediately charge with a cattle formation; no matter how many savages came, it would be useless.

The onlookers gradually retreated further away, fearing they would be hurt. Only a few rival tribes of the Bairong Tribe were now thinking about whether to seize this opportunity to make a desperate move, unite, and wipe out the Bairong Tribe directly.