I am a Primitive Man
Chapter 902: Even Fists Can Reason (Combined Chapter)
Seeing the many people coming from behind, the female primitive instantly fell silent.
At first, she thought the people in front of her were already the entirety of this strange tribe.
After all, just the number of people standing here was already slightly more than all the adults in her own tribe.
But who could have imagined that these people were only a part of this strange tribe?
Behind them were even more people than those in front!
All these people gathered together numbered more than those who had gone to attack her tribe.
And they all looked generally stronger than those attackers.
No wonder that after hearing her words, not only did they not leave, but instead looked excited and eager to try.
So this was the strength they possessed!
“Drive the livestock a bit farther back. Anything that can be tied up, tie it securely so that they won’t be startled or hurt later.”
Han Cheng issued the order.
He was not an exceptionally kind-hearted person. Having encountered such a situation, there was no way he would do as this female primitive suggested and hurriedly flee with his people.
He wanted to reach Jincheng as early as possible to harvest the rice. Every extra day of delay meant birds would eat more grain.
Under such circumstances, how could he possibly retreat elsewhere?
As for reasoning…
Han Cheng was preparing to reason with those people right now.
It’s just that reasoning isn’t done only with words—fists can reason too.
And compared to reasoning with words, reasoning with fists often works faster and is far more persuasive.
So he gave these orders.
As soon as Han Cheng finished speaking, people who regularly took care of the livestock immediately began leading them backward.
“First, dig traps. After digging some traps, Third Senior Brother will lead thirty people to ambush on the left front, Second Senior Brother will take thirty people to the right front. When those people arrive and step into the traps, once we beat the drums here, you immediately charge out from both sides, cut off their retreat, and surround them so they can’t escape.”
After leading everyone forward a short distance and finding a relatively open area, Han Cheng issued these commands.
Everyone immediately got busy.
On this trip to Jincheng, they mainly had two tasks.
One was to build up Jincheng; the other was to open up paddy fields and plant rice.
Both required many tools—pickaxes, bronze shovels, and other digging implements.
So they had brought plenty this time.
Hearing the order, everyone took out these tools and began digging rapidly.
The tribe’s people were highly familiar with traps and very willing to use them.
Back when the Divine Child first led them in setting traps, they had caught an entire nest of wild boars.
Later, they used traps to catch a tiger and other prey.
And later still, in battles against the Flying Snake Tribe, the Half-farming Tribe, and the Blackstone Tribe, traps played a significant role.
Now that more people were coming to attack them, it would be strange if they weren’t enthusiastic about setting traps.
“One trick that works everywhere”—that saying perfectly described the Green Sparrow Tribe under Han Cheng’s leadership.
Pickaxes rose and fell, bronze shovels swung nonstop. Soil was constantly dug up and shoveled aside, and before long, pits began to appear.
While everyone was working, Han Cheng also sent several people along the barely passable “road” they had previously cleared, about a li ahead, to observe and prevent the enemy from rushing in before their preparations were complete.
These scouts were all fast runners.
They also carried a bronze gong.
Once they discovered the enemy, they would run back while striking the gong loudly to warn everyone here, buying time to react…
The female primitive holding the infant watched everything before her, feeling dizzy and deeply shocked.
She felt dizzy because she couldn’t understand why these people were doing this.
If they wanted to fight, shouldn’t they hurry to gather stones and make more wooden clubs for throwing?
Yet these people hadn’t prepared any of that. Instead, they were digging the ground.
What shocked her even more was this:
As a female primitive, she had often dug for wild vegetables in the past.
Whether using stone tools, bone tools, or wooden sticks, digging soil was never easy.
Ordinary wild vegetables were manageable, but when encountering ones with tasty roots, digging them out was truly exhausting.
Yet now, these people were using strange tools unlike anything she had ever seen before, and digging the soil with such ease.
It was as if the earth were incredibly soft.
But she knew this was an illusion—she had just tried stabbing the ground several times with a branch using one hand, and the soil was not soft at all.
This could only mean one thing: these tools she had never seen before, made of some unknown material, were extremely sharp!
If they could dig through hard soil so quickly, then if used on a human body…
Thinking this, the last remnants of worry in her heart vanished completely.
She even began to look forward to those evil people arriving soon!
At the same time, her determination to follow these people grew even stronger…
“@#4RT!”
At a cave some distance away, many people were gathered.
A fire burned there, with some people squatting around it, roasting meat skewered on sticks.
The aroma of meat, mixed with an inescapable smell of blood, spread through the area.
Others were cleaning their weapons.
All of them wore smiles of excitement.
This was the joy belonging exclusively to victors.
While doing these things, some people couldn’t help glancing northward.
Several members of their alliance had gone in that direction, in pursuit of a beautiful female primitive.
She was holding a very young minor in her arms.
Such minors tasted especially good.
That was why two men who looked very strong—likely the chiefs of two tribes—did not eat the food handed to them, even though they were already somewhat hungry.
One wore a nose ring; the other wore earrings.
They were waiting to eat something better.
Killing the men and eating young minors of conquered tribes was their custom.
Compared to men, female primitives were easier to control and integrate into their tribe.
As for killing minors, besides their good taste, the most crucial reason was to ensure that the captured women would quickly become pregnant and give birth to children of their tribe’s bloodline.
This also prevented the captured women from being distracted, allowing them to better care for the children born later—children belonging to their tribe.
“@#￥U!”
After waiting for a while, shouting came from that direction.
Smiles appeared on the faces of the two chiefs.
The female primitive who had fled with an infant was very strong; such women were not only good hunters and gatherers but, more importantly, usually gave birth to strong children.
That conquered tribe had two such women.
One had already been subdued, and now the fleeing one had been captured as well.
Perfect.
One for each of them.
Strong men plus strong women would produce vigorous offspring.
Strength meant power, abundant prey, and larger territories for hunting, gathering, and digging wild vegetables.
However, their smiles quickly vanished.
Because what appeared in their sight were only the three men who had gone in pursuit—there was no sign of the female primitive!
“#￥￥%E^……”
The three men, drenched in sweat and panting heavily, shouted excitedly to the people in the cave.
This state left the two chiefs—each from a different tribe—puzzled and angry.
You lost the person you were chasing, and you’re still excited?
But before long, after understanding what the three men were saying, the two chiefs also became excited.
“#￥5RF!”
They shouted eagerly, urging everyone in the tribe to act.
With their repeated urging and roaring, those who understood what had happened also began shouting excitedly.
They jumped up, grabbed crude weapons and stones at random, and ran in the direction from which the three men had returned.
Many even threw away the meat they had just roasted and eaten less than half of.
Their excitement was understandable—the news was too thrilling!
A tribe about the size of just one of theirs had appeared nearby, bringing an enormous amount of prey—so much that counting it on fingers wouldn’t suffice!
This was incredible news.
It meant that, before long, they would gain vast amounts of prey and more female primitives to join their tribes.
Their food supplies would be significantly replenished.
Not to mention the prey—just the male primitives they would kill would be enough to feed both tribes for quite some time.
They had effective methods for preserving meat for long periods.
They would slice the excess meat thinly and dry it thoroughly in the sun.
That way, like pine nuts and similar foods, it could be stored for a long time.
If they obtained those people and their many animals, both tribes would have ample food until the snow melted.
This was truly the best possible news.
Only a few people were left behind to guard those they had captured from the recently conquered tribe.
Watching the others quickly disappear behind their chiefs, those left behind were filled with envy…
“Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother—take your teams and leave immediately. Set up the ambush as planned!”
Han Cheng issued the order.
The traps were not yet fully prepared—only about half were done.
But Han Cheng gave the command decisively.
Because of the words of the female primitive carrying the child, he learned that the cave she lived in was not very far from here.
Traps were important, but even more critical was cutting off the enemy’s retreat before they arrived.
Only then could they maximize the gains from this encounter.
This was different from the spring incident, when a one-eyed chief led an attack on them.
Back then, their main goal was to find a suitable southern land to live in, and it wasn’t appropriate to bring too many people, especially strangers.
Now, the suitable southern land had been found, and the route was familiar. This trip was about developing and building Jincheng.
Having more people was no problem.
As long as there was sufficient food, these people could all contribute to the construction of Jincheng.
Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, and those recently assigned to them moved quickly after receiving the order.
In spring, most of them had gone south with their Divine Child and had missed the battle against the Blackstone Alliance, which many had regretted.
Now, with war suddenly upon them, they were naturally eager.
After they left, Han Cheng had some adult citizens of the Green Sparrow Tribe put away the pickaxes and bronze shovels, take up weapons, and form a defensive formation.
Some elderly former slaves of the tribe also joined.
The remaining slaves and the twenty underage citizens continued building traps.
Once the unseen enemies arrived, these people would quickly move behind the formation…
“Clang—clang—clang~.”
The piercing sound of a bronze gong rang out from the distance—the warning signal from the scouts stationed ahead.
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