Facing wind and snow and enduring a difficult journey, the Green Tribe leader arrived at the Green Sparrow Tribe. As he gazed at the towering walls, even more majestic in the heavy snow, the leader of the Green Tribe let out a long sigh of relief.
Behind him, some couldn't help but shed tears.
They had finally arrived at this warm, prosperous tribe, abundant in food and exceptionally friendly. They would no longer starve.
Although their tribe faced today's hardships due entirely to trading food for salt with this tribe, they harbored no resentment toward them. To them, the exchange of food for salt was fair.
Moreover, the kind-hearted shaman always gave them extra salt during these exchanges. It could be said that they greatly benefited from these salt exchanges.
Furthermore, bringing food and fur voluntarily was their own decision; the prosperous tribe did not force them.
As the people of the Green Tribe sighed with relief at the sight of the towering walls, guards hidden in the arrow towers above spotted them through small holes left for observation.
Without hesitation, they turned and shouted into the tribe, "People! People!"
At the same time, they picked up sticks lying on the ground and banged them loudly.
As the warning cries echoed through the courtyard, tightly closed doors opened, and figures rushed out swiftly.
Though swift, there was no chaos—this resulted from frequent drills.
The once-empty courtyard was suddenly filled with many people.
After identifying the direction of the newcomers, the crowd quickly moved toward the front of the wall while a few went to the left and right sides.
The running people mostly carried no weapons in their hands.
It wasn't that they all had unique skills that allowed them to stand on top of the high walls and use air cannons to bombard the incoming people; rather, there were hidden bunkers every two meters along the wall, each about a meter long, thirty centimeters deep, and forty centimeters high, stocked with ample weapons year-round.
Han Cheng was also alarmed. After a slight shock, he was delighted because he thought the Green Tribe, which he had longed for, had finally arrived.
As for the Flying Snake Tribe, since they suffered a great loss under their own tribe wall that time, they haven't been seen since.
But even if they came now, Han Cheng wasn't worried.
In the past, the manpower in the tribe was far less than it is now; the walls weren't as high, and the weapons and personnel training were far inferior to what they are now.
There was no reason to think that in the past, they could easily defeat the Flying Snake Tribe; now, everything had improved significantly, and they couldn't confront them anymore.
With this thought in mind, Han Cheng did not slack off but instead headed towards the wall with Shaman. Before they reached the main gate, they received news that the arrivals were from the Green Tribe.
Upon hearing this news, Han Cheng and Shaman halted their steps and exchanged smiles—one elderly, one young.
In the cold air, there was immediately a subtle sense of sly triumph pervading...
The Green Tribe leader and his people had visited the Green Sparrow Tribe many times before and were familiar with their customs.
Without waiting for anyone from the Green Sparrow Tribe to speak, they voluntarily dropped their weapons and looked up with faces filled with envy and awe at the swiftly appearing figures dressed neatly and full of vitality on the wall.
The Green Sparrow Tribe quickly entered a defensive posture. Although they had seen it before, each time they saw it, they felt a deep sense of awe and dared not entertain any improper thoughts.
After a brief exchange, the gates of the Green Sparrow Tribe opened, and the shivering Green Tribe people entered the courtyard.
The gates were promptly closed and barred from inside.
Wu looked at the group entering the Green Sparrow Tribe with an unusually gentle gaze.
He had the same kind and gentle look when he watched Deer Lord and the others being lured back to the tribe by Han Cheng from Salt Mountain.
"Enough talk. Let's eat something first to warm up!"
Upon seeing Han Cheng, the leader of the Green Tribe, was about to greet him and state his request.
Before he could finish speaking, Han Cheng, tightly holding his hand, interrupted him.
The eldest senior brother acted as the translator in a timely manner.
Tears welled up in the Green Tribe leader's eyes, partly because of the sincere kindness of the noble Divine Child and partly because his hands were cracked from the cold, and now Han Cheng's firm grip made it hurt...
Following the understanding conveyed by the eldest senior brother, the Green Tribe people behind them were deeply moved one by one.
Although their bodies were icy, their hearts felt warm.
Perhaps they couldn't articulate their feelings accurately in such clear words, but the feeling was profoundly real.
Upon Han Cheng's orders, some quickly headed to the rooms newly built this autumn, lighting the hearths inside.
At the same time, others carried large pots to three rooms to add water and cook food.
Nothing was more comforting in such weather than sitting by the fire and drinking warm soup.
Cooking inside the rooms rather than using the Green Sparrow Tribe's cave as a cafeteria was necessary because the rooms prepared for the Green Tribe had just been lit up, and the temperature hadn't risen yet.
Cooking inside would help raise the temperature faster.
This was also why Han Cheng insisted on braving the cold wind and dragging the Green Tribe leader and his people away from entering the rooms.
The moment they entered from the cold into the warm room left a deeply pleasant impression, aimed at leaving a more profound impression on the Green Tribe people and making them yearn more for their tribe.