Chapter 169： Scarlet Totem Pattern

After the death of the mantis god, those big mantis, including the people of the mantis tribe, were not spared.

After killing the people in the tribe, the Vine tribe stayed where they were, killing all the hunting teams that came back from outside.

The Teng tribe no longer needs prisoners. Moreover, this battle is aimed at killing a splendid and fierce name, and there is no room for survival.

The entire territory of the Mantis Tribe is filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Boom boom...

On the one hand, the **** vine wrapped the dead mantis **** with some vines, and slowly absorbed the divine power.

Shenteng has become more mysterious and unpredictable, and no one knows how strong it is in all its strength. The other soldiers are still waiting, and Jiang Xuan has already taken people to collect the spoils. First is the variety of food.

Although the Teng tribe said they had a bumper harvest this year, the pressure on food has been great due to the surge in population.

In order to survive the winter, the mantis tribe looted everywhere and accumulated a large amount of food.

Now, these foods are cheap for the Vine tribe.

Secondly, it is the animal skin used to keep warm

The animal skins of the Vine Tribe have a very large gap. Therefore, in addition to the animal skins reserved by the Mantis Tribe, even the animal skins worn by the warriors of the Mantis Tribe were removed.

After these animal skins were transported back to the rattan tribe, they could be washed and re-tanned, and then sent to the captives to keep out the cold.

Once again, all kinds of animal bones, animal teeth, medicinal herbs, stones and other things collected by the Mantis Tribe were packed up and moved back.

As for some stone basins, stone pots, stone bowls, and worn-out pottery left by the Mantis tribe, they are cumbersome and ugly. Jiang Xuan doesn't want any of them.

The current pottery manufacturing process of the Teng tribe is relatively mature, and these pieces of junk can't get into Jiang Xuan's eyes at all.

"Huh? Salt?"

When Jiang Xuan searched the house where the witch of the Mantis tribe lived, he found a jar of salt

However, these salts are not pure white, have some other colors, and stick together into a large piece, which is of poor quality.

I don't know where the mantis tribe got it from, but Jiang Xuan is very clear that if you eat this kind of salt for a long time, your body will have problems.

Of course, for tribal people, it's good to have something to eat. Quality is something that you will only think about when you are full.

"Take it back and purify it again.

Jiang Xuan poured the jar of salt into the animal skin bag and took it with him.

As for the broken jar, Jiang Xuan threw it away without looking at it.

Chi Shao was more interested in the animal skin scrolls left by the witches of the Mantis Tribe.

In these animal skin scrolls, the history of the Mantis Tribe, some experiences of the Mantis Tribe witch, and things about the West Desert Tribe were recorded in Wushu.

This thing is worthless in the eyes of ordinary tribal people, but to Chishao, it is a treasure.

The warriors of the Vine tribe stayed here for a day and a night. In addition to packing the spoils, they killed those warriors of the Mantis tribe who went out to hunt.

At noon the next day, except for a few fish that slipped through the net, most of the people of the Mantis Tribe had already gone to accompany their god.

Shen Teng also sucked the mantis **** clean, leaving only an empty shell.

"Boom

Shenteng dropped the empty shell and pulled the root system out of the residence of the Mantis Tribe.

This time, when the mantis tribe was destroyed, the benefits of the **** vine were huge, it absorbed a huge amount of nutrients.

Perhaps, given time, it will break through again, and its strength will be comparable to that of the totem gods of the great tribes.

Shenteng floated into the air again, and the vast divine power made all the creatures nearby feel uneasy. The loot is all loaded, it's time to go back

However, before going back, Jiang Xuan plans to leave something for the nearby tribes.

"Boom.

Jiang Xuan moved a relatively flat boulder from nearby and erected it in the center of the Mantis tribe.

Afterwards, Chishao painted the totem pattern of the rattan tribe on the boulder with fresh blood, and wrote a line in shaman script: Those who violate our rattan tribe will be punished even if they are far away!

"Hey!"

Shenteng blessed the boulder with a divine power.

The blood-colored totem pattern seemed to come alive, twisting slightly on the boulder.

With the blessing of this divine power, the blood-colored totem pattern, including the witch script, can remain as it is for a long time.

The warriors of the vine tribe piled up the bones that had been sucked up by the vines, forming a hill behind the boulder.

After doing all this, the Vine tribe finally started to return.

"Let's go!"

"Il!"

Jiang Xuan rode on the dumplings and flew into the sky with some of the spoils, and flew in the direction of the Vine tribe first.

As for the black wind rhino Crescent Moon, it carried a lot of trophies and walked with other black wind rhinos that also carried trophies.

With the vines accompanying them, no beasts or warriors from other tribes dared to provoke them along the way.

Three days later, the warriors of the vine tribe returned triumphantly, and under the control of the divine vine, the doorway of the high vine wall opened again.

"Finally home!"

Jiang Xuan rode on the dumplings, flew around the rattan tribe, and then landed in his yard.

"Boom

Shenteng returned to its original position, took root in the earth, and wrapped around the stone mountain.

Those giant dragonflies flew excitedly around the stone mountain for a few times, and then landed on the huge vine again.

The vine tribe warriors filed in from the northern doorway of the vine high wall, and the whole vine tribe became lively again.

The old witch, who had been in the tribe to carve the sketches of the Great Wilderness, walked out of the house. He looked at the large amount of loot brought back by the Vine Tribe, and knew that the Vine Tribe had won the battle again.

"If it continues like this, I'm afraid it won't be long before the Vine tribe will become a medium-sized tribe.

The old witch was very emotional, this kind of development speed is really too fast.

The most important thing is that the Vine Tribe is not blindly expanding, it has developed in a relatively balanced manner in all aspects, and its foundation is even stronger than that of other tribes.

This is what shocked the old witch the most, and even felt a little scary.

He used to think that a tribe that can develop into a large tribe is the pinnacle of achievement.

But now, after witnessing the growth of the Vine Tribe, he suddenly felt that perhaps the large-scale tribe was not the end of the Vine Tribe.

As for what the Vine tribe will develop into, he can no longer imagine it due to his knowledge.

"Oh, I'm old, I can't see through,

The old witch shook his head and returned to the house to continue carving the sketches of the Great Wilderness.

After Jiang Xuan came back, the first thing he did was to take a group of soldiers across the river by boat to check the situation of the prisoners.

More than 1,800 prisoners were left unattended for seven or eight days, and no one knew what would happen.

However, when he entered the second residence, he found that the situation was much better than he expected

Those prisoners not only did not escape, but continued to cultivate the land under the leadership of the eighteen little leaders he had elected before.

He found a little leader and asked about the situation.

The little head said: "In the first two days, some people wanted to escape, but they were all killed by us.

"Later, I discussed it with the other leaders. With so many people, we can't be idle. If we are idle, problems will arise, so I took everyone to continue to open up wasteland."

"As long as you are exhausted and exhausted every day and you have enough food, no one will cause trouble.

Jiang Xuan was surprised by the performance of this little leader. This guy has a talent for managing people! "What's your name?"

"Boss, my name is Bai Zhu."

"You guys did a great job Promise your reward, and it will be given to you at night."

"Thank you, Chief."

Bai Zhu was very happy, because according to Jiang Xuan's promise, he and the other little leaders could each get a separate wooden house and a small jar of salt.

A wooden house and a small pot of salt are a great wealth for the tribesmen.

And Jiang Xuan also remembered the name Bai Zhu, this guy is a talent, maybe he can come in handy.

On the other hand, the news of the extermination of the Mantis tribe was soon known by several nearby tribes. When they rushed to the Mantis Tribe and wanted to pick up a little leak, they saw the blood-colored totem pattern on the boulder and a corpse mountain behind.

The terrifying scene made the warriors of these small tribes calm down. They remembered the totem patterns on the boulders. When they encounter warriors with such totem patterns in the future, they can hide if they can, or be polite if they can't.

Then, they carefully picked up the leaks.

"Hey, here's a clay pot!"

A little tribal warrior picked up a broken pottery pot and almost jumped up with excitement. This thing is not worth mentioning for the Vine tribe, but it is a treasure for other small tribes.

Soon, some people found stone bowls, stone basins, and other worn-out pottery. The warriors of several small tribes went crazy with joy, and even fought again for robbing things.