At that moment, the tribesmen bound hand and foot and escorted to the camp by the Great Zhou Soldiers were all on the verge of losing it.
"You lot—have you all betrayed us?!"
Faced with that accusation, the tribesmen serving as the main escorts actually felt a little awkward.
After all, judging from the situation before them, they really had betrayed them. They instinctively turned their heads aside, avoiding a direct clash of gazes with the others.
Seeing their reaction, the bound tribesmen knew they had hit the nail on the head. Their anger instantly boiled over, and before long, they simply began hurling curses at the traitors escorting them.
The tribesmen in charge of the escort were too guilty to talk back. They remained silent all the way until they reached the outskirts of the Great Zhou camp, where they finally stopped shouting.
After all, given the circumstances earlier, they had, to a certain extent, been among their own people. They could curse each other all they wanted without the slightest fear, as though they were just waiting for someone to set them free so they could have a proper fight.
But once they arrived here and faced the Great Zhou Soldiers clad in armor and bearing weapons, recalling that brief clash from before, they had already lost their nerve without even realizing it.
The newly arrived group of tribesmen was placed in the same camp as the earlier group. Once the newly captured ones entered, they were clearly at a loss.
Then they heard quite a few of the traitors who had escorted them back let out long sighs almost in unison. They promptly collapsed where they stood, taking the chance to rest.
It was also only at this moment that they noticed each of those traitors had