I am a Primitive Man

The loud shouting of the guide from the Sheep Tribe worked.

The tribe members who were happily approaching him came to a halt, shifting their attention from him to the several people from the Semi-Farming Tribe behind him.

These few individuals, with terrifyingly strange appearances, and the urgent shouting of the Sheep Tribe man, caused the tribe members to start clamoring loudly while whipping the sheep, hurriedly driving the herd toward the cave.

As they drove the sheep forward, they nervously glanced back, watching their tribesman and the scary-looking strangers behind them.

At this moment, the people from the Semi-Farming Tribe also snapped out of their shock.

Though they didn't understand why this timid guy suddenly had such a drastic change in temperament, it didn't stop them from fiercely striking the shouting man with the weapons in their hands.

Except for the leader, who was sitting firmly on a bare-backed beast and could launch attacks, the other five quickly dismounted and attacked the Sheep Tribe man.

The beasts themselves were not very brave and were frightened by the sudden change, struggling somewhat.

"Pff~"

"Thud~"

Among the six attackers, two landed their blows on the man from the Sheep Tribe.

One of them was the one riding the beast.

These two heavy strikes — one smashed his shoulder, the other hit the back of his knee.

These blows caused the Sheep Tribe man to cry out in pain and collapse onto the ground.

The Semi-Farming Tribe person on the beast spat at the writhing Sheep Tribe man on the ground without attacking further, and instead urged the beast to hurry toward the women and children of the Sheep Tribe who were hastily driving the sheep away.

Initially, when they came, the wise female shaman had instructed them that once they discovered the sheep's secret and understood what the 'Green Sparrow Tribe' was, they could return. The remaining matters would be handled later by more people after her consideration.

But after seeing the current situation of the Sheep Tribe, these Semi-Farming Tribe people immediately threw the shaman's instructions out of their minds.

Because the Sheep Tribe was too weak right now, and these people were very timid. Upon seeing them, they dared not resist at all and fled with their people, just as decisively as the strong members of their tribe had done before.

So, they decided to take the people and the sheep back to their tribe directly.

In their view, this was entirely doable.

However, things changed somewhat — not everyone from the Sheep Tribe was running back.

A minor, dragging a shepherd's whip and driving the sheep toward the cave, glanced back and saw the Sheep Tribe man being struck to the ground by those strange people.

This child, no older than five or six years, somehow found courage rising inside. After a brief hesitation, he dragged his whip and ran with all his might toward them!

"#￥!"

A woman from the Sheep Tribe saw him and shouted anxiously while driving the sheep, but the minor seemed a little unsteady and kept stumbling toward the fallen man.

The Sheep Tribe man, clutching his leg, curled up and howling on the ground, saw the approaching minor. An indescribable bitter warmth surged from his heart in anxiety.

The pain instantly faded, and drawing on unknown strength and courage, he twisted on the ground and grabbed the front hoof of the four-legged beast that once terrified him so much.

"#￥5!"

Holding onto the beast's hoof, he shouted hoarsely at the minor, trying to urge him to turn back quickly.

At the urging of the Semi-Farming Tribe people, the beast, ready to run forward, was suddenly grabbed tightly by the Sheep Tribe man. The timid beast was startled and leapt wildly into the air.

The Semi-Farming Tribe man, sitting on the beast and preparing to charge toward the sheep and the Sheep Tribe, was caught off guard and thrown off the beast's back.

This sudden change made the Semi-Farming Tribe people both shocked and angry.

They stopped their advance and fiercely struck the man they had never taken seriously before.

At this moment, the Sheep Tribe man went mad.

He locked onto the man riding the beast and, before he could get up from the ground, tightly grabbed the man's leg and bit down hard.

When he bit down, he heard the man's agonized scream — this was the man who had beaten him many times with weapons.

From the man's desperate struggle, he sensed the man's fear.

Rains of attacks rained down on him. The Sheep Tribe man loosened his mouth, but didn't let go.

He tightly clung to the man's bleeding leg, tilting his head to look at the stumbling little tribesman running toward him, and at the other tribe members hastily driving the sheep toward the cave.

Despite his extreme fear of pain and death, he didn't care about any of that anymore.

At this moment, he only had one thought — not to let these evil people harm his tribe members.

If possible, he would shout again to urge the little warrior in the tribe to hurry back.

But now he had already spoken; all he could do was hold onto this evil man's leg tightly and drag them all down here.

Under the desperate and furious blows of the six strong Semi-Farming Tribe men, the Sheep Tribe man felt dizzy.

It was then, through his blood-tinted vision, that a group of people suddenly appeared.

They wore clothes very different from his tribe's, holding round and curved wooden weapons, and long, golden-glimmering weapons.

Among them, he also saw a few wearing animal pelts, appearing extremely anxious and out of place with the others.

These were his tribe members.

The powerful and wealthy Green Sparrow Tribe had arrived!

They had come, led by their tribe, armed with mighty weapons!

They had arrived, so the remaining people of his tribe would be safe!

Joy and relief instantly filled his chest.

Bang!

The raging Semi-Farming Tribe man slammed a stone hard into the Sheep Tribe man's face, smashing his head brutally into the grass nest.

Skin split open, blood flowed freely, and vision was broken.

Under these circumstances, a twisted, incredibly eerie smile appeared on the Sheep Tribe man's distorted face.

It was at this moment that he finally understood why the leader had voluntarily pressed his chest against that man's weapon that day.

Why, despite the pain, there was a smile on the leader's face.

These things, which had once been very confusing and painful to him, were now truly happening to him.

And when facing these things, instead of crying out in pain as he had thought before, he naturally revealed a calm smile, just like his leader had…