Chapter 162 – Their return (2/2)

The four children who were originally dazed, after looking at Shao Xuan’s gaze, they all instinctively took a step back.

“Either you get killed or you come over.” Shao Xuan stated.

The four of them still had some hesitations.

“Are you guys more gutless than Chen Jia?” Shao Xuan instigated.

Finally, one of the children clenched his teeth, hardened his head and strode towards Shao Xuan.

Thus, the second who wailed horrendously appeared.

Following the third, then the fourth, until the fifth child had all been thrown up into the sky by Shao Xuan and caught by Chacha. This matter was then considered a success. As long as it was accomplished, matter wise, there was no need to mind too much.

The five children were taken away by Chacha, reducing Shao Xuan and Qing Yi’s burden. They made their way towards the Chief while clearing away the invaders.

On the way they met up with a group of Drumming tribe’s warriors who were tasked on finding the invaders and taking care of them. Qing Yi told them about what he saw and his situation after, and then they split up.

Qing Yi brought Shao Xuan to the tribe’s core area, which is also the place where Shao Xuan went to on his first day. There were many who were brought over already. Mostly children and some elderly.

After finishing his mission, Qing Yi once again followed a group to patrol around the tribe, continuing clearing off the invaders.

Shao Xuan was called aside by the Shaman.

After all, Shao Xuan was not a Drumming tribe member, this Shaman still held on thoughts of talking peace with the Flaming Horns tribe. He could not possibly let Shao Xuan join the battle. Shao Xuan had already done more than enough, this is the Drumming tribe’s battle. It did not need to involve others.

Not being able to join the battle, Shao Xuan could only help with treating the injured. His beast skin bag had a few prescribed medicine bags, after boiling them, he gave it to the injured to drink.

Because of this, the Drumming tribe felt grateful to Shao Xuan. The Shaman had even made a promise that one day when the Flaming Horn tribe needs help, they will definitely do their best to do what they can to help. This is exactly what Shao Xuan wanted, help from the Drumming Tribe. Him helping the Drumming tribe also meant that he has helped the Flaming Horns tribe. WIth the Drumming tribe, the move over here for the Flaming Hornd tribe will be much easier.

This battle, since the two moons overlapped on that night, till the moonlight disappeared and the sun came out once again, it had not stopped. It was different from the relaxing days of the Flaming Horns tribe. The Drumming tribe members were still struggling with this strife.

The tribe was littered with corpses, some from the Drumming tribe, some from the Martyr tribe too. Especially on the outer borders, many rivers had been stained red, even severed limbs and pieces of meat parts could be seen.

The only plus point was that the Drumming tribe had an advantage in numbers and they were on their own territory. They had also made ample preparations, always having the upper hand.

A day passed, the sun set. The fighting gradually cooled.

In the sky, the two moons separated.

In the forest, around the rivers, still remained some Martyr tribesmen. Their heart panicking even more, they wanted to escape, but were held back by the surrounding warriors. Their escape route has been blocked. The Drumming tribe had steeled their hearts in keeping these people here, comforting the departed souls of their fellow tribesmen in this battle.

Shao Xuan, who just helped carry the injured out of a house, saw the Shaman standing dazed while looking at the open space. There was the direction of the big river, and at this, the Shaman slowly revealed a smile.

At the same moment, Shao Xuan felt the ground under his feet tremble, waves rippling across the surrounding rivers.

The trembling became more vigorous, the familiar roarings like horses galloping travelled over from afar.

The air’s humidity got higher, water vapor increased.

The wind began to rasp fiercely, like wanting to lift off the roofs. Some of the houses’ wooden boards started rippling, but nobody bothered about that. The Drumming tribe’s members all exposed expressions of excitement, those eyes that did not hold onto any feelings, at this moment, began to shine.

Roarings sounded out, the trembles from the ground, as well as the air and water vapor, all these meant that the ‘disappeared’ river began to rise again.

“Woo~~~”

The sound of the river king’s return, signalling the beginning of change.

The animals that left during the raining season came back together with the river.

When the king of the river swam forward from the deeper rivers, everything gradually subsided.

A huge claw stepped onto the river bank, a ten meters long majestic shadow revealed itself from the water. It’s mouth emitted low gurgles like that of thunder rumbling. At the same time, it’s eyes swept through the surrounding once, feeling the unnatural atmosphere.

Quickly it found something that had made it furious, and it let out a howl from the river bank, travelling to the distance. Around it were many of its companions, having similar reactions. Its majestic body quickly went back into the flowing river.

Due to the rise of the river and tributary expansion, the group of big fellows swiftly closed in on to the tribe.