Chapter 140: Scouting the Enemy Camp
Chapter 140: Scouting the Enemy Camp
The wooden house of the Shaman.
When Gao Jing and Shan Tai arrived, Old Shaman Shan Yan was talking to a huge Giant.
This Giant had a stern face, looked weary, and was covered in blood. The leather armor he wore was badly damaged, revealing wounds that hadn’t fully healed.
It was terrifying just to look at him.
He clearly had just been through a fierce battle; his eyes still held grief and anger!
Seeing this Giant, Shan Tai was shocked: “Mu Ze!”
The huge Giant gave a bitter smile: “Shan Tai, it’s been a long time.”
Shan Tai frowned: “How could you be so careless?”
Mu Ze let out a long sigh.
The Elder Shaman explained: “Mu Ze was chased by Outcasts and just arrived at our Village Fort.”
Shan Tai nodded and said grimly: “It’s good you’re alive.”
He and Mu Ze were not friends.
They had fought several times before!
But past grudges didn’t matter now.
Seeing Mu Ze’s miserable state,
Shan Tai felt a surge of shared hatred!
“The situation at Mu Teng Village is worse than we thought.”
The Elder Shaman said: “Winter is coming soon. I fear they might target our Village Fort!”
Outcast groups, especially those that are organized and powerful,
are like wolf packs in the Wilderness.
Cruel, cunning, bloodthirsty!
They had just successfully hunted big prey and would feast upon it.
But this didn’t mean the Outcasts would become quiet,
content to hole up in Mu Teng Village for the winter.
On the contrary, they would only grow greedier and bolder.
The closest to Mu Teng Village was exactly the Shan Yue Tribe!
The presence of this Outcast group already posed a huge threat to Shan Yue Village.
Shan Tai clenched his fists and growled: “If they dare come, I’ll kill every last one of them!”
“They have at least two High-tier Totem Warriors.”
Mu Ze said in a low voice: “Very powerful. I was chased by one and barely escaped.”
“What’s there to fear!”
Shan Tai was not concerned: “We have our Shaman Chief!”
For as long as anyone remembered, Shan Yan had been the pillar of the tribe.
With this Elder Shaman, the Shan Yue Tribe had never feared Monster Beasts or Outcasts, never retreated.
Shan Tai believed that with Shan Yan guarding them,
if the Outcasts dared cause trouble at Shan Yue Village Fort, not one would return alive!
Even two High-tier Totem Warriors were no big deal.
“We cannot sit and wait for the Outcasts to come here.”
The Elder Shaman shook his head, wisdom glinting in his eyes: “That would be very bad for us.”
His judgment came from the wisdom and experience of long years.
And the sharp instincts of a skilled Shaman.
Shan Tai was puzzled: “What do you mean, Elder Shaman?”
“Shaman Chief.”
Mu Ze said grimly: “I would give my life to take revenge for my people!”
His Shaman Chief was killed, his Village Fort broken, his tribe massacred, and he himself forced to flee under enemy pursuit.
For him, this was a great shame.
This shame could only be washed away with blood.
The enemy’s blood, or his own!
If not for the hope of saving his people, Mu Ze would already have fought the enemy to the death.
The Shan Yue Tribe was his only hope now.
“Send Shan Mao to scout out Mu Teng Village first.”
Shan Yan made the decision: “Then we’ll discuss how to deal with the enemy.”
It was better to strike first!
Faced with the great threat of the Outcasts, this Elder Shaman was extremely decisive.
Shan Tai naturally had no objection: “Alright!”
He knew well he had courage in excess but lacked strategy.
In such important matters, he would always follow the Elder Shaman’s lead.
“Shaman Chief.”
Gao Jing suddenly spoke up: “I want to go with Shan Mao. Maybe I can help.”
This concerned the life or death of Shan Yue Village Fort.
He truly wanted to help the tribe.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have secretly returned to the Primary World and risked going to American to buy guns.
Now that the Elder Shaman wanted to send someone to scout Mu Teng Village,
Gao Jing could actually be of use.
So he volunteered.
“Who is this?”
When Gao Jing rode in on Shan Tai’s shoulder, Mu Ze had noticed him, this “Abyssal Descendant”.
“This is His Honor Gao Jing from Great Xia.”
The Elder Shaman introduced: “And also our best friend of the Shan Yue Tribe!”
Mu Ze understood.
Shan Yan spoke with such respect, making Mu Ze not dare to underestimate Gao Jing at all.
The Abyss Remnant Clan had very powerful beings too!
The Elder Shaman didn’t explain further. He turned to Gao Jing and said: “It’s very dangerous.”
Gao Jing smiled: “I’m not afraid of danger. Call it training.”
The old shaman was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, “Very well, remember to carry the Talisman Placard I gave you.”
Gao Jing patted the large pack on his back. “Got it!”
With Shan Yan’s approval, Shan Tai immediately took Gao Jing to find Shan Mao.
He relayed the task assigned by the Eleder Shaman.
Shan Mao was slim, dark-skinned, and usually very quiet. He didn’t like talking to others.
But he was the best Scout in the Shan Yue Tribe.
He was also a Junior Totem Warrior.
Shan Mao accepted the dangerous mission without hesitation.
He had no objection to taking Gao Jing to spy on Mu Teng Village either. He’d even prepared a special carrying pack
for Gao Jing to ride in.
“Be careful,”
Shan Tai told both of them. “We’ll wait for you to return.”
“Mm.”
Shan Mao nodded and swiftly left Shan Yue Village with Gao Jing.
This Totem Warrior didn’t take the wide outer road.
Instead, he climbed high peaks and traveled along steep mountain ridges through forests, heading toward Mu Teng Village!
Mountain paths were much tougher than flat roads.
But when Shan Mao reached this area, he moved as easily as a fish returning to the ocean. With exceptionally nimble skills,
he leaped and wove through thick woods. He swung from vines hanging on branches, soaring smoothly like an ape crossing hills as if they were flat ground!
Even Gao Jing—”tucked” on his back—couldn’t help but be amazed.
It felt totally thrilling!
Shan Mao was clearly taking a shortcut.
After just over two hours and crossing one big mountain, Mu Teng Village came into view!
Like the Shan Yue Tribe, the Mu Teng Tribe had built their village fort within a valley.
The fort was surrounded by mountains on three sides, with a wide-open plain to the west
and a large river far beyond.
The Mueng Tribe had more people than the Shan Yue Tribe, so naturally, it had more wooden houses.
But many huts were burned down or collapsed. The valley was a mess.
Many dirty, rough Sin Giants were gathered around blazing bonfires in clearings.
They were eating and drinking loudly!
From afar, their angry shouts and raucous laughter filled the air.
Shan Mao quietly moved closer to Mu Teng Village with Gao Jing.
This Totem Warrior truly knew how to sneak without drawing attention.
He moved with extreme care, staying shielded by trees and trees, watching the Outcasts’ movements in the fort.
They were fewer than a thousand meters from the nearest wooden house!
For Giants who often stood twenty meters tall, this distance was dangerously close.
The Outcasts in the fort didn’t notice a thing.
But gathering extra information wouldn’t be easy.
Shan Mao still had Gao Jing’s safety to think about.
Gao Jing noticed his worry and quickly said, “Let me do it.”
He crawled out of the carrier pack and hopped onto a nearby branch.
Then he opened his own backpack and pulled out a drone.
Gao Jing had grown pretty expert at flying drones by now. He quickly assembled it, turned on the power, and sent it skyward.
In no time, the DJI Mavic 2 hovered over Mu Teng Village.
It gave them a clear bird’s-eye view.
Of course, Gao Jing didn’t ignore potential dangers. He stayed alert for bird attacks.
All three drones he’d lost before had been destroyed by eagles and hawks.
A few Sin Giant Outcasts heard the whirring sound from the drone.
Curiously, they looked up at the sky.
But the Mavic 2 seemed no bigger than a moth to these Giants—too unimportant to care about.
Gao Jing boldly flew the drone over the entire fort for a thorough scouting mission.
He noticed something quickly.
By the southern edge of Mu Teng Village, a cave looked like a Mine Cave. Giants went in and out carrying Vine Baskets,
dumping mined stones outside its entrance.
Over a dozen Outcasts stood guard there, menacingly holding Vine Whips and Bone Clubs.
Gao Jing watched one swing his whip, violently knocking an elderly Giant to the ground.
The Outcast kept striking him.
Soon the old Giant was horribly bruised and bloodied!
Gao Jing felt fury burning inside as he watched.
But he could do nothing.
These Outcasts truly deserved to die!
He pushed back his anger and called back the drone so its battery wouldn’t die mid-flight.
“Ah!”
Just then, close to where Gao Jing and Shan Mao hid,
a tiny Giant girl ran crying out from behind a wooden house. Stumbling clumsily,
She tripped and fell hard on the ground.
“Little runt!”
A Sin Giant Outcast chased angrily behind, waving a Bone Club while glaring fiercely at the girl on the ground!
“You’re done for!”