But Hu Tuk had lived as an old hunter on the grasslands for over fifty years and had experienced far too much. His years of experience told him that he had to make a decision now.
So, late at night, he sent the three youngest to rest first, then woke the others to discuss the matter.
Hu Tuk said, "This place isn't far from our tribe. It took us two days to get here because we were chasing a herd of gazelles and weren't familiar with the roads.
"But if we head straight back, even without traveling day and night like we did before, it should only take about four days.
"Although these enemies pose no fatal threat to our tribe, allowing them to remain this close to us would seriously endanger the tribe's safety.
"Especially since this force is most likely only a vanguard army. Once their main force arrives, it definitely won't be this small. Given the Iron Bone Tribe's strength, a force numbering in the thousands or even tens of thousands would be normal.
"Our forces can deal with five hundred men, and perhaps even a thousand, but it's impossible for us to handle more than ten thousand.
"They chose to come here because they must want to launch a surprise attack on our tribe. Fortunately, this place is too remote. Even they will likely have trouble finding their bearings and locating the road to our tribe.
"So we still have time. Even for the sake of our own families, we must report the enemy's situation to the tribe as soon as possible, so the tribal chief can prepare and contact the Two Rivers Legion for support!"
Hu Tuk's words resonated with everyone. One of them was an old man with a goatee. He was Hu Tuk's