This Is My Primitive Tribe
Chapter 143 - 116: To Vine Tribe

Chapter 143: Chapter 116: To Vine Tribe

"Roar..."

The Jackal God fixed its gaze on Hong Yan, emitting a low roar from its throat, its pupils slightly contracting, with terrifying divine power surging through its body.

"Whoosh!"

The Jackal God leaped forward, like a terrifying shadow, swiftly enveloping Hong Yan.

Engaged in battle, Hong Yan suddenly felt his hair stand on end, as a terrifying sense of crisis loomed over him.

In the critical moment, he instinctively thrust the Bone Spear to his left.

"Snap!"

A fearsome wolf claw appeared, instantly snapping the Bone Spear into several pieces.

"Ah!"

Hong Yan looked at the broken Bone Spear in his hand, his face full of disbelief, his mind blank for an instant.

He was a Four-Color Warrior, considered among the strongest in the small tribe, yet in front of the Totem God, he was as weak as an ant.

An ant might be strong and brave, but in the end, it is just an ant, and the jackal could crush it with one step.

Before Hong Yan could react, a bloody maw came toward him, biting fiercely.

A scarlet tongue and gleaming fangs almost made Hong Yan stop breathing.

"Baa!"

At this moment, the leader sheep beneath Hong Yan suddenly leapt up, bursting with incredible jumping power between life and death, it escaped from the wolf’s mouth!

Hong Yan’s heart pounded wildly, like a drum; a moment’s delay in the leader sheep’s reaction, and they would have been doomed.

"Roar!"

The Jackal God, failing to devour Hong Yan and the leader sheep in one bite, roared in anger and immediately gave chase.

"Run!"

Hong Yan shouted, and the leader sheep started to run madly.

Faced with such an enemy like the Jackal God, fighting to the death wouldn’t hold it back.

The only thing Hong Yan could think of was to lure the Jackal God away so that the other warriors could hold on a little longer, buying time for the tribe’s retreat.

The leader sheep ran very fast; after all, it ran and jumped on the mountains daily, exceedingly familiar with the environment.

In contrast, although the Jackal God was very strong, it was completely unfamiliar with the place, lacking the ability to fly before evolving into a totem god of a mid-sized tribe.

Because of this, on the steep slope, the Jackal God couldn’t catch up with the leader sheep immediately, giving them a chance to continue their escape.

The more it was so, the angrier the Jackal God became, swearing to crush the bones of the leader sheep after catching it!

Actually, the mountains behind the Rock Sheep Tribe had only one path down, and it was very steep, only passable by the rock sheep quickly.

But the leader sheep no longer had time to run towards that downhill path.

Taking Hong Yan along, it ran wildly all the way, racing down the steep slope until they came to a cliff, where it abruptly stopped.

There was no road ahead.

The Jackal God behind them clearly noticed this as well. It slowed its pace upon reaching the cliff, glaring at Hong Yan and the leader sheep, revealing its terrifying fangs.

It deliberately moved slowly, mockingly watching the man and the sheep, hoping they would offer some final struggle to make this meal more entertaining.

Hong Yan, seeing the approaching Jackal God and then looking at the cliff behind, knew there was no way he and the leader sheep could survive today.

He threw the broken Bone Spear at the Jackal God, which it easily dodged.

He lowered his head, patting the wool on the leader sheep’s neck, saying, "Brother, it seems we can’t escape today."

Hong Yan stared at the Jackal God again, whispering, "Even if we die, we won’t die in that filthy jackal’s stomach."

"When I say jump, you jump off the cliff, understand?"

The leader sheep, having some intelligence, nodded slightly.

At this moment, the Jackal God lost its patience, lunging fiercely at the leader sheep.

"Jump!"

Hong Yan shouted, and the leader sheep leapt down the cliff.

In the last moment of life, Hong Yan and the leader sheep saw the most beautiful sunset, glowing red and dazzling.

The Jackal God lunged into empty air, standing at the cliff and roaring angrily, but to no avail.

The mountain was very high; at least, the Jackal God didn’t dare to jump down.

Meanwhile, the battle between the Jackal Cavalry and the Rock Sheep Cavalry had basically ended.

Although the warriors of the Rock Sheep Tribe were very brave, they couldn’t withstand the thousands of Jackal Cavalry, falling one after another into pools of blood.

More than two hundred warriors and the rock sheep, none survived.

However, their deaths were not in vain, for other tribe members of the Rock Sheep had ridden the rock sheep down the steep slope from the mountain’s back.

When the leader of the Jackal Tribe reached the slope, the trees obscured even the shadows of the fleeing Rock Sheep Tribe.

"Damn it, those rock sheep escaped!"

Although angry, the Jackal Cavalry dared not pursue further.

With such a steep slope, the rock sheep dared to run down, but the jackals didn’t, for one misstep could be fatal.

"Retreat!"

Reluctantly, the leader of the Jackal Tribe had to lead the Jackal Cavalry back to the residence of the Rock Sheep Tribe.

All the dead rock sheep became their food.

As for the corpses of the Rock Sheep Tribe warriors, the ruthless jackals devoured them all!

...

In the forest, the two hundred or so remaining members of the Rock Sheep Tribe fled on over a hundred rock sheep.

They ran for a very long time, not daring to stop for a moment, fearing they might be pursued again by the Jackal Cavalry.