Chronicles of Primitive Civilization
Chapter 940

Eastern Lands Had Grain That Could Feed Ten Thousand

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The elder of the tribe stared at Moxin and the others slowly approaching in the distance, astonished and curious. They gripped stone spears and bone spikes warily, pointing them outward. Yet the people riding giant beasts seemed not to notice at all. They carried no weapons and continued approaching.

When only fifty meters remained between the two sides, the Overall Banner Officer in silver armor raised an arm and ordered the group to stop, then said,

"Everyone, stay alert and wait here. I'll go over and negotiate first."

The Overall Banner Officer then dismounted, leading his horse as he continued forward slowly. A Goose Quill Saber hung at his waist, but he did not draw it. He stayed beside the horse while holding its reins, allowing himself to mount at any moment. Even if the other side suddenly threw spears or shot arrows at him, he could use the horse's body as cover and avoid a fatal blow. As long as he survived the first attack, he had the protection of the squad behind him. No one could kill him.

His preparations could be called foolproof.

The tribe's people were even more puzzled when they saw that the Overall Banner Officer of the Han Tribe had dismounted and was not carrying a weapon.

This man had voluntarily climbed down from that enormous beast, come over alone, and brought no weapon. It was undoubtedly a gesture of goodwill. He did not look like an enemy.

"Stop! What are you doing?"

In the small tribe, Yan, the captain of the Hunting Team who had just run back, raised his spear at the Overall Banner Officer. Although Overall Banner Officer Ye Ying could not understand what he was saying, he could understand his meaning. He hurriedly stopped, gestured, and said,

"Friend, we mean

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