Moon Clan

Yang Yu made a silencing gesture and slowly crossed the great river with the warriors of the Hunting Team, arriving outside the tribe.

This tribe had actually developed quite well.

It even had defensive fences, but no gate.

Otherwise, the hunting dogs would not have been able to charge out through the gate and launch an attack.

Yang Yu made an attacking gesture.

The Hunting Team warriors behind him were like leopards in the jungle. Without making a sound, they entered the tribe and launched their first assault.

"Woo woo wah wah~"

Just then.

An old man, awakened from sleep by the hunting dogs' commotion, was completely naked except for a covering over his private parts. Seeing people weaving through the tribe, he immediately shouted questions in his own language.

"Whoosh."

The sound of something slicing through the air rang out. A cold arrow shot from the darkness, pierced straight into the old man's open mouth, and its sharp tip emerged from the back of his head.

Immediately, a Hunting Team warrior reacted swiftly and caught the old man, slowly lowering him to the ground.

Following the direction from which the arrow had come.

Yang Yu stood there holding a bow and arrow, coldly watching the old man whose mouth had been pierced by his arrow and who had ultimately been dragged to the ground by the Hunting Team warrior. He felt no aversion to killing.

He had followed the Hunting Team into the forest to hunt beasts and provide sufficient food for the tribe since he was fifteen. His hands had long been stained with blood.

His opponents were human. Could he really bear to do this?

Human—wasn't that merely what humans called their own species?

Ultimately.

Humans, as creatures, could not escape the category of animals.

Therefore, there was no such thing as cruelty or a lack of cruelty.

This night was a night that changed two tribes.

The Yang Clan had brought war to this primitive era.

And this first tribe discovered by the Yang Clan had become cannon fodder on the Yang Clan's path of growth and expansion.

The next day.

Yang Yu sat on a stone, expressionlessly looking at the women and children who stared helplessly at him and the others, dressed even more primitively than the tribe, as well as the corpses lying on the ground.

Yang Feng stood to one side and said, "Chief, this tribe is called the Moon Tribe. Including all the elderly and children, the tribe has more than forty-three people. During last night's resistance, two elderly people died in battle, three able-bodied adults were killed, and they have very few supplies."

When he mentioned the supplies, Yang Feng could not help feeling embarrassed.

The resources of the entire tribe might not even be enough to feed the thirty-seven members of their Yang Clan for three days.

"Our losses?"

Yang Yu withdrew his gaze and looked at Yang Feng.

"None of the tribe's warriors were injured or killed."

Yang Feng shook his head slightly.

"You..." Yang Yu looked at Yang Feng's arm, where the blood had already dried.

"I was slightly careless."

Yang Feng hurriedly lowered his head and said shamefully.

Of all the Hunting Team warriors, he alone had been cut by the other side's Stone Knife.

Although the injury was not serious, it had still been caused by his own carelessness.

"Be more careful next time."

Yang Yu slowly rose from the stone bench and looked at the people of the Moon Clan, whose hearts were still filled with panic.

A young man was bound and struggled incessantly, making constant wooing and croaking sounds.

Yang Yu could not understand the other man's words at all, so he turned his head toward Yang Feng.

"Chief, it's him."

"He's expressing his displeasure at us ambushing the Moon Clan."

Yang Feng could more or less understand what the young man meant and hurriedly translated for the chief.

After all, Yang Feng was already thirty-six years old. In the later era, that was the peak of one's prime, but in this era, he was already approaching old age.

Thus, he could naturally understand what the other man was saying.

Besides, the tribes were not very far apart, and many words could be understood through gestures.

The wound on his arm had likewise been caused by this young man.

"Release him."

Yang Yu spoke softly to Yang Yun.

"Chief."

Yang Feng was genuinely startled when he heard this.

The young man's strength was definitely no weaker than A Da and A Er's.

They had personally witnessed A Da and A Er's strength.

Even if he was not as strong as A Da and A Er, he was not much weaker.

Yet this was someone whom he and Yun had subdued together.

"Release him."

Yang Yu said it again.

"Yes."

Upon receiving the chief's order, the two Hunting Team warriors restraining the young man immediately released him.

The young man, suddenly freed, could not help becoming momentarily dazed.

They had actually released him.

After recovering from his shock.

He charged toward Yang Yu.

He had already realized that this man was the leader of the raiders who had invaded and looted their Moon Clan. If he could capture this leader, he might be able to resolve the tribe's crisis.

Yang Yu merely stood quietly, watching the charging young man. He made no defensive move and simply looked at him calmly.

The other man was very fast. When he reached Yang Yu, he leaped and smashed toward him with a knee strike.

If it hit Yang Yu, he would at least be crippled, even if he did not die.

However.

Yang Yu shifted slightly to the side, extended his arm—which was not as heavily muscled as Yang Feng's or Yang Yun's—and formed his fingers into claws. In an instant, he seized the young man's neck as the latter drove in with his knee.

"Bang."

The sound of flesh striking the ground rang out.

The young man who had leaped forward was slammed into the ground by Yang Yu.

In terms of strength, he far surpassed anyone in this era.

He simply did not know why he possessed such strength.

But even without knowing for certain, he could guess why he had such power.

It was probably because of the Star System.

At once.

The young man, pinned to the ground by the neck in Yang Yu's large hand, was completely stunned, his head buzzing.

The strength he had always been proud of was actually powerless to resist before this seemingly frail young man?

"Tell them that I did not come to seize their supplies. I came to lead them toward a better tomorrow."

"If they submit to my Yang Clan, they will never have to go hungry again."

Yang Yu turned to Yang Feng and said, "If they do not submit to my Yang Clan, we will take away all the women, children, and food in their tribe."

Ruthless—Yang Yu could only be described as ruthless enough.

If this Moon Clan refused to submit, he would sever the tribe's foundation.

"Yes."

After receiving the chief's order, Yang Feng immediately conveyed the chief's intentions to the elderly, weak, women, and children of the Moon Clan present, as well as to the able-bodied adults.

As Yang Feng relayed the chief's order to everyone present, Yang Yu also released the young man whose neck he had been gripping.

This young man was capable. Perhaps he could become a mainstay of the tribe in the future.

Very soon.

Everyone in the Moon Clan understood what Yang Feng had told them.

He wanted the Moon Clan to merge into the Yang Clan.

But what options did these people have now?

They could only merge into the Yang Clan.

Otherwise, if the other side truly took away all their women, including the children, the future of the entire tribe would be completely lost.