sbdcsierra Chapter 114 Trade Fair (8)
Chapter 114 Trade Fair (8)
As the group of people reached the entrance with their backpacks on their backs, their steps suddenly stopped.
There were about sixty or seventy people blocking the entrance, obviously a tribe that had just arrived to attend the trade fair.
These people were not as tall as the tribes they had encountered before. They were generally between 1.6 and 1.7 meters tall, with strong limbs and well-developed arm muscles.
Their hair was stuffed into leather hats, and around their necks hung various animal tooth necklaces. The fangs were dyed black and flashed a cold light, making them look particularly terrifying.
On their backs they carried quivers made of animal skins filled with carefully crafted stone arrows, and the bows in their hands were also extremely well made.
The leader was talking to Man Feng, his eyes revealing the sharpness of a ferocious beast.
It is obvious that this is a large tribe with extraordinary strength.
This was the second tribe wearing linen clothes that Nishi Ichisu had seen since arriving here, so it was not surprising.
The Washa tribe may have had linen because of that woman, but couldn't other tribes also make linen for other reasons?
Even if it weren't for the system, judging from the tribes in the Dusk Rock Forest, the level of development of this world is indeed very similar to the Neolithic Age on Earth.
You know, in the late Neolithic Age on Earth, people had already begun to engage in breeding and planting, and even mastered the technology of weaving silk.
It would not be surprising even if this tribe made its own linen.
What's more, are there other tribes on the continent that Xi Yixi has never seen?
This trading trip was just the beginning of her understanding of this world. She had only touched the tip of the iceberg of the true face of this alien world.
"Aren't these people from the Fengsha tribe? They are here this year too!" A voice lowered its volume for fear of attracting attention.
"Why are they followed by a group of slaves?"
"Alas, I wonder which poor tribe has suffered this disaster again." Another voice followed, full of sympathy and uneasiness.
"Shh, keep your voice down!"
There were so many people in this group that it was hard not to attract attention, and there was constant whispering around.
slave?
These two words caught Nishi Ichiki's attention like a magnet. She stopped looking at the clothes and weapons of the group of people and looked behind them.
This is……? !
Nishi Ichisu narrowed his eyes and looked carefully for a long time before confirming that it was a horse - but not completely a horse.
That's right, behind them, in addition to the slaves whose hands and feet were tied with hemp ropes, there were also some primitive horses - to be more precise, they were more like the potential ancient ancestors of horses, Protohyla.
These proto-ungulates were not big, about 1.5 meters in size, with short and clumsy heads and limbs. Compared with the tall and powerful horses of modern times that have evolved over a long period of time, they are like children who have not yet grown up.
At this time, they still have five toes, with low forelimbs and higher hind limbs. The joints do not look flexible and do not look like they can kick people.
A warrior from the Fengsha tribe who looked like he had just reached adulthood threw a handful of hay in front of the proto-hoofed beasts, and they began to chew it obediently.
This tribe has actually started domestication?
Before he could take a closer look, he saw that the hemp rope on a slave's hand had been untied. He suddenly rolled up and rushed towards Manfeng, begging anxiously:
"Chief Manfeng, please listen to me! We are not real slaves. They attacked our tribe on the way to trade. Chief Shanyan would not allow it..."
Before he could finish his words, he was kicked to the ground by the leader of the Fengsha tribe.
The man seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries. He groaned in pain, then picked up a stone from the ground and rushed towards the other party with a roar.
His face was full of hatred and his eyes were burning with endless rage.
"Oh, looking for death!"
The leading man sneered disdainfully, and a strong murderous intent immediately gathered between his brows.
He quickly drew out his bow and arrow, and mercilessly smashed the bow into the opponent's arm. Then, he quickly grabbed the man's hair with his backhand and kicked him in the abdomen with precision.
The man's face turned pale in an instant, and cold sweat broke out. Before he could even utter a cry of pain, he was pinned to the ground by the warriors behind him.
At this moment, the leading man took a heavy stone hammer from his men, raised it above his head, and was about to smash it down on the man's head.
This scene is so creepy that one can almost hear the sound of the horrific collision that is about to happen.
Man Feng stood aside and did not stop it.
Accompanied by screams, at the critical moment when everyone thought that blood would splatter all over the ground, the stone hammer stopped in mid-air.
The leading man tilted his head slightly, with a fierce look in his eyes, and asked in a sinister tone: "Manfeng, can this be exchanged for more salt?"
The reason he stopped was because he planned to exchange these so-called "slaves" for salt.
The Fengsha Tribe is not in the Muyan Forest, and the supplies they carry on their long journey are very limited. These captives are naturally the "prey" found along the way.
The exchange of slaves for salt was not made public, but it was an unspoken secret among the major tribes.
However, such things should not be made public. The person in front of me did not seem to realize this and did not lower his voice.
Man Feng frowned and was about to speak.
Unexpectedly, the man on the ground suddenly opened his mouth and bit the hand that was pressing on him. The person who was bitten felt pain and loosened his grip.
The man took the opportunity to break free and rushed in a certain direction, shouting: "Mountain..."
After shouting out just one word, Man Feng grabbed him and stomped him hard.
At this moment, a storm was brewing in Manfeng's eyes, and his anger was burning so fiercely that it almost overflowed from his eye sockets.
The prisoner actually wanted to find Shannan who was guarding outside the door!
Noticing that Shannan's attention was drawn to him, he glared at the man and raised the stone spear in his hand without hesitation.
"Pfft-"
The sharp stone tool pierced his neck.
Blood gushed out immediately.
Once, twice...
The man fell to the ground, his body twitched a few times, and soon died.
The air was filled with suppressed sobs.
"Shut up, everyone, or I don't mind killing a few more!" Seeing that the captives looked miserable and seemed a little restless, Man Feng roared fiercely, full of threats.
At this time, the leader of the Fengsha tribe grabbed Manfeng's arm and said in a deep voice: "Chief Manfeng, I don't care how many people you want to kill, but you must not give me less salt!"
Although it is unclear what the Shanyan Tribe wants these people to do, it is said that they are going to be slaves of the Shanyan Tribe.
I just exchanged them for some salt. In a sense, I was sending these poor creatures to the big tribe. They are looking like they are about to die. It's really unlucky!
Thinking of this, his gaze swept across the captives behind him, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
"Take the people directly to the cave. You will need the salt." Seeing that Shannan seemed to be approaching, Manfeng whispered.
The leading man seemed quite satisfied after hearing this and winked at his younger brother behind him.
The men quickly lifted the people on the ground, dragged the slaves, and left without hesitation.
Manfeng followed closely behind, fearing that Shannan would discover him, and hurried towards the cave in the distance.
Along the way, he rubbed his arms and cursed: "How can this idiot be so strong!"
His arms were particularly painful today, especially after the previous blow. His arms were so numb that he could hardly hold the stone spear in his hand.
Now being pinched hard by that man was like adding insult to injury, causing a sharp pain in my heart.
The other people around seemed to turn a blind eye to this scene. They were all busy with their own things, talking and doing whatever they wanted.
"Come on, it's time for us to leave."
Xi Yiqi's gaze lingered on the bloodstains on the ground for a moment, then he raised his eyes and spoke to the people of Yanyuan tribe, his voice calm.
I gained a lot from this trade fair.
After seeing the goods traded between tribes, I began to wonder: Are these things really worth the risk of being attacked by the expellers to participate in the trade fair?
It turns out that people and salt were also traded.
In addition, Manfeng obviously has a complicated attitude towards Chief Shanyan. He is both wary and a little dissatisfied.
Obviously, not all of the tribal leaders who joined the Shanyan tribe were convinced.
It seemed that there was something wrong with the health of Chief Shanyan - if he was in good health, Manfeng probably wouldn't dare to speak so arrogantly.
With such a savvy man, the wise leader of the Shanyan tribe must have noticed it. This is a good thing...
But could this be related to the sudden change in attitude of the Mountain Rock Tribe?
What is even more curious is why they wanted so many slaves?
……
No one was in the mood to chat along the way. Everyone held their weapons tightly with serious expressions and started their journey back.
Fortunately, the journey back was unexpectedly smooth.
When night fell, they finally returned to the tribe. Without taking time to eat, they hurried to see Chief Chen Qi.
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At the same time, in the Mountain Rock Tribe, some people rushed back in panic.
The warrior's face was filled with fear. He almost ran into the cave of the Mountain Rock Chieftain, and hurriedly reported while still catching his breath:
"Chief, Manfeng...Manfeng is dead!"