Jiang Xuan rushed outside, discovering that a dozen giant mosquitoes had already flown over the bamboo house, circling continuously.
In the southern forest, more than fifty Tribal Warriors of the Mosquito Tribe had already appeared, with Hu Wen leading them, coldly eyeing the Vine Tribe.
The Mosquito Tribe's Hunting Team consists of over twenty One-Color Warriors, more than thirty ordinary warriors with rich hunting experience, and the leader Hu Wen is an even more formidable Three-Color Warrior, making their overall strength very powerful.
On the Vine Tribe's side, there are only five One-Color Warriors, plus twelve Wanderers, putting them at an absolute disadvantage.
Gan Song, having lost an arm, no longer counts as a true warrior, yet he holds a Stone Spear, resolutely standing with Jiang Xuan and the others.
Hu Wen sneered at the Vine Tribe's Totem Pattern on the boulder and said, "So few people, two broken houses, and you call this a tribe?"
The nearby Tribal Warriors of the Mosquito Tribe echoed, "Exactly, I thought there was a big tribe here, turns out it's just a few dreamer Wanderers, hahahaha..."
The other Tribal Warriors of the Mosquito Tribe laughed heartily, clearly viewing this tiny tribe as a joke.
The people of the Vine Tribe heard these words and felt extremely angry, their eyes almost blazing.
Jiang Xuan, having lived two lives, had heard even more piercing words and thus remained calmer than the others.
Especially when he noticed the three horizontal stripes on Hu Wen's face, knowing this is a powerful Three-Color Warrior, an enemy they absolutely cannot defeat.
The saying goes, "Where there's life, there's hope," Jiang Xuan immediately gave up the idea of fighting desperately, turning instead to think about escape.
Running directly is definitely not an option; they're standing in open space, and if they dare to turn and run, the Mosquito Tribe will throw spears, causing heavy casualties among the Vine Tribe.
They must think of a way to stall them, and only by diving into the bamboo forest will they have a chance to escape under the Stone Mountain and seek shelter from the Ancient Vine.
The only uncertainty Jiang Xuan has is the attack range of the Ancient Vine, so theoretically, the closer to Stone Mountain, the safer.
While Jiang Xuan was devising a way to escape, Hu Wen observed Jiang Xuan and the others.
Hu Wen noticed that the people of this small tribe looked rather robust, without the appearance of long-term starvation and malnourishment.
He immediately concluded that this small tribe must be hiding a lot of food.
As for where the food came from, he didn't care, as long as he could grab it.
Hu Wen said coldly, "Hand over all your food to the Mosquito Tribe, and I might consider not killing you."
As soon as the Vine Tribe heard about handing over all the food, they panicked.
For tribal people, food is their lifeblood; asking them to hand it all over is more painful than killing them.
Those who have not experienced long-term hunger cannot understand the tribe's obsession with food.
However, Jiang Xuan immediately spoke up, "Fine, as long as no one is killed, I can give you the food."
Gan Song anxiously said, "Leader, we can't give it to them!"
Jiang Xuan held Gan Song's hand, looked at him, and whispered, "Trust me!"
Gan Song gritted his teeth and eventually stepped back, but held his Stone Spear even tighter.
Hu Wen glanced at the young Jiang Xuan and said contemptuously, "Kid, are you the leader?"
"That's right, I'm the leader of the Vine Tribe." Jiang Xuan replied calmly.
A Mosquito Tribe warrior laughed, "Wanderers will always be wanderers, picking a half-grown kid as leader, hahahaha..."
The other Mosquito Tribe warriors laughed as if they heard an enormous joke.
Hu Wen observed the expressions of other people from the Vine Tribe and found that they were really all looking at Jiang Xuan, evidently, Jiang Xuan was not lying.
Hu Wen said, "Since you are the leader, hand over all the food you have here."
Hu Wen stared at Jiang Xuan like a viper, word by word he said, "Remember, I said all the food. If I find you've hidden food, everyone will die!"
"Of course, the food is in the bamboo house, I'll take them to carry it out."
Jiang Xuan agreed to Hu Wen without hesitation, then waved his hand for everyone to retreat into the bamboo house. He himself dared not turn around, just watched the people from the Mosquito Tribe and stepped backward.
The Vine Tribe people were somewhat hesitant, but at the critical moment, Chi Shao came forward and said to everyone, "Listen to the leader."
They looked at each other and finally decided to trust Jiang Xuan and Chi Shao, retreating into the bamboo house.
Hu Wen stood in place, leisurely watching the people of the Vine Tribe retreat one by one into the bamboo house.
Then, Hu Wen waved his hand, and over fifty warriors of the Mosquito Tribe quickly encircled the bamboo house, not giving them a chance to escape.
Inside the bamboo house, sixteen pairs of eyes were fixed on Jiang Xuan, waiting for his next instruction.
Jiang Xuan glanced outside, lowered his voice, and urged, "The tunnel, use the tunnel!"
Upon hearing Jiang Xuan's words, Chi Shao and the others' eyes instantly lit up.
They had surprisingly forgotten the escape tunnel they had dug earlier.
Over two months ago, worrying the tribe might be attacked, Jiang Xuan had foresightedly dug a tunnel in the bamboo house.
Initially, the tunnel was not deep, just enough to hide people. Later, Jiang Xuan felt it was not secure enough and continued digging, extending it directly to the bamboo forest in front of Stone Mountain.
The entrance to the tunnel was under the bamboo bed in Chi Shao's small room, and without flipping the bamboo bed, it couldn't be discovered.
"Follow me."
Chi Shao grabbed a ready-made torch, lit it in the fire pit, then ran into the room, flipped up the bamboo bed, revealing a dark tunnel entrance.
Without hesitation, she entered the tunnel holding the torch and gestured for the Wanderers to follow.
Gou Teng, Shi Qiu, and Nan Xing each grabbed a torch, lit them, and one by one entered the tunnel.
Jiang Xuan was the last to enter the tunnel, and he replaced the bamboo bed, covering the tunnel entrance.
The group passed through the long tunnel, directly entering the dense bamboo forest, and after emerging from another tunnel entrance, they quickly ran towards Stone Mountain.
On the other side, Hu Wen waited outside for a while, finding no movement inside, and immediately became suspicious.
"Go in and check!"
Hu Wen waved his hand, and two Hunting Team warriors immediately rushed into the bamboo house.
However, when they found the bamboo house empty, they were dumbfounded.
One immediately ran outside the bamboo house, shouting loudly, "Leader, there's no one inside!"
"Impossible!"
Hu Wen could not believe someone could escape under such tight encirclement; he grasped his Stone Knife and immediately rushed into the bamboo house.
Inside the bamboo house, everything seemed normal. The fire pit's flames were still burning, and above the fire pit hung quite a bit of smoked dried meat.
But there was not a single person, it was as if the people of the Vine Tribe had suddenly vanished, leaving no traces.
Hu Wen was first incredulous, then furiously jumped, "Find them, find them for me!"
The outside warriors of the Mosquito Tribe also stormed in, overturning everything in the bamboo house, not even sparing the bamboo beds.
During the thorough search, Chi Shao's room's bamboo bed was also flipped up, exposing the tunnel entrance.
"Leader, there's a hole here!" The one who first found the tunnel immediately reported.
Hu Wen ran over and looked at the dark tunnel entrance, gritting his teeth, "So they tunneled out!"
Hu Wen felt a sense of humiliation from being tricked, which made him very uncomfortable.
"Chase them, kill all those damned Wanderers!"
"Yes!"
Under Hu Wen's leadership, these warriors of the Mosquito Tribe grabbed several burning firewood from the fire pit and entered the tunnel with gritted teeth, vowing to kill all of the Vine Tribe.