Chapter 690 - 689, Arrival_1
"Is this the Eneru Forest?" an aged voice rang out in the forest.
Gazing at the unfamiliar forest before him, the old shaman couldn’t help but feel emotional. Who would have thought that their proud Gru Tribe, which always considered itself powerful, would one day migrate to this mountain forest that they once deemed barren.
"Grandpa Shaman, let’s rest in that forest ahead for a while, then Hei Tu and I will go to the Watson Tribe. Could Shaman Ji Nuan help us introduce the clan leaders of the other two major tribes and discuss the issue of tribal territory?" Bowman stepped forward and suggested.
The old shaman sighed and nodded, "Let’s bring the remaining Divine Wood Tree Branches and Leaves. We don’t have anything impressive left now."
Understanding their tribe’s predicament, both Bowman and Hei Tu nodded in response, "Don’t worry, we’ll bring them along."
The group of orcs continued on their way and eventually stopped at the outermost boundary of the Watson Tribe’s territory.
"Grandpa Shaman, you all rest here for the day. We’re about to set off for the Watson Tribe now."
The old shaman turned to the young orcs, "Do you know where the Watson Tribe is located?"
Bowman gave a little chuckle, "If we don’t know, we can always look for it. This whole area belongs to the Watson Tribe. We might even run into some orcs from the Watson Tribe out hunting."
Watching the younger orcs move out of sight, the old shaman reigned in his concern, and started instructing his tribespeople to set up tents and prepare for hunting.
In fact, as soon as the Gru Tribe entered the Watson Tribal Territory, they were spotted by Lei Er, who had been watching from afar. Seeing the familiar orcs heading towards his tribe, Lei Er hastened his own people forward. In the words of Shaman Ji Nuan, he wanted to create a chance encounter.
"Uncle, are we heading in the right direction?" Bowman turned to look at the middle-aged orc in their group, an experienced hunter.
The orc nodded, "Judging by the hunting traces in the forest, this direction is indeed right. Let’s continue ahead."
The younger orcs lacked the hunting expertise of the older ones and weren’t as adept at interpreting the forest signals. So, at this moment, they chose to follow the lead of the experienced one.
"Wait!" All of a sudden, the leading middle-aged orc came to a halt, his expression serious, "Something is approaching from the front. Get ready to fight."
At his words, the young orcs immediately went on high alert, concentrating on the direction indicated by the middle-aged orc.
As expected, within moments, the rustling of the bushes in the distance became increasingly noticeable, and the sound of "shasha" constantly reached their ears.
"Eh?" A clear orcish voice echoed from above, "How come it’s you guys again?"
Following the voice, Bowman and the others looked up to see the blonde Hunting Team Leader from the Watson Tribe they had encountered previously, squatting in a tree above and watching them.
Realizing it was an orc from the Watson Tribe, Bowman, Hei Tu, and the rest sighed in relief, "Hello, we are orcs from the Gru Tribe."
Lei Er raised an eyebrow, "I know, I’ve seen you guys the last time you were resting here."
Bowman nodded repeatedly, "Yes, it was on our way back from the trading fair, we met here in this forest."
Lei Er looked at him, "Didn’t you guys go back to your tribe? How come you’re in our tribal territory again?"