I thrived in the primitive tribe

As dawn broke and the first light of day began to appear, the gentle glow of the morning light softly swept across the land, casting a faint golden hue over the battlefield that had endured a night of fierce fighting.

After a night of fighting, the beast horde seemed to sense the approach of dawn and the change in the situation. They no longer attacked as frantically as before, but began to show signs of hesitation and retreat.

Under the cover of night, the beast horde surged in like a tidal wave, attempting to break through the tribe's defenses. However, the tribe members, with their unwavering will, ingenious tactics, and the powerful force of catapults and firecrackers, successfully repelled their attack.

At this moment, as the first rays of sunlight shone, the herd of beasts seemed to be stunned by the sudden light. They no longer charged blindly, but began to look around, as if searching for a route to retreat.

The tribe members gripped their weapons tightly, exhausted but with a gleam of victory in their eyes.

They knew that after a night of fighting, they had successfully thwarted the beasts' attack and protected their home.

At this moment, they are waiting for the herd to completely retreat so that they can safely return to the tribe and celebrate this hard-won victory.

However, just as the herd was about to completely retreat, a huge beast suddenly broke out of the herd. It seemed unwilling to give up and let out a deafening roar, trying to rouse the herd's morale.

As the herd of beasts gradually stopped fleeing and began to regroup, a strong sense of anger and dissatisfaction welled up in the hearts of the tribe members.

They had just gone through a fierce battle and paid a heavy price to drive the beasts back.

At this moment, they would not allow any wild beast to threaten the safety of the tribe again.

"That beast is trying to revive the pack's morale!" an experienced orc shouted, his voice tinged with tension and vigilance.

Upon hearing this, the tribe members gripped their weapons tightly, ready to fight again.

"We can't let it succeed!" Lu Yao's voice rang out from the crowd. She stared firmly at the enormous beast, her eyes gleaming with unyielding determination.

The group began shooting arrows at that direction, attempting to kill or wound it.

After the arrows struck the tower, they didn't seem to cause much damage for some reason. The beast raised its head and looked towards the tribe, as if mocking their incompetence.

Loya knew that ordinary arrows would be ineffective against such a large beast, so he brought over a large bamboo bow and arrow that he had made earlier but hadn't used much because of the catapult.

This bow and arrow, improved by Loya, has a long and straight shaft and an incredibly sharp arrowhead, capable of piercing even the toughest animal hide.

He gripped the bow and arrow firmly, his eyes blazing as he locked onto the beast howling at the herd.

Loya's breathing became unusually steady, and his heartbeat seemed to blend into the surrounding natural environment.

He knew that this arrow was a matter of life and death for the entire tribe.

Under everyone's gaze, Loya took a deep breath and then abruptly released his grip on the arrow's fletching.

With a whoosh, the bamboo arrow flew out swiftly, piercing the morning air, and rushed straight towards the beast with an unstoppable force.

The bamboo arrow flew through the air with an unusually stable trajectory, as if even the wind could not stop its progress.

It's unclear whether it was because the previous arrows hadn't harmed it, leading it to believe that this bamboo arrow couldn't hit it, or whether it arrogantly thought that even if it did hit, it wouldn't be harmed, since it just stood there without moving.

This seemed to be an unspoken provocation to the orcs opposite them, as if to say, "See? Even if I stand still, you still can't hurt me. Give up."

However, as the bamboo arrow approached the beast, it let out a sharp whistling sound, the sound of air being rapidly sliced ​​through.

Immediately afterwards, the bamboo arrow struck the beast's left eye accurately, piercing its skull in an instant.

The beast let out a mournful howl and then collapsed helplessly to the ground.

Its body twitched a few times, then remained completely still.

It paid the price with its life for its arrogance and ignorance.

Upon witnessing this scene, the herd of animals once again descended into panic and chaos, scattering in all directions and daring not to linger for even a moment.

The tribe members were amazed and cheered when they saw how accurate and powerful Loya's arrow was.

They knew that this arrow had not only successfully killed the beast that was trying to revive the herd's morale, but had also completely extinguished the herd's will to resist.

Loya put away his bow and arrows, a faint smile appearing on his face.

As everyone watched the beasts gradually retreating below and the land ravaged by battle, complex emotions welled up within them.

From initial tension and fear, to courage and determination during the battle, and now to relief and reflection, they have experienced an unprecedented test.

As the tribe members watched the wild beasts disappear into the distance, they felt both the joy of victory and awe for the power of nature.

They began to help each other up and check each other's injuries.

Although some people were seriously injured, most suffered minor injuries or were simply exhausted.

They encouraged each other and celebrated this hard-won victory together.

The watchtowers of the tribe began to ring bells, signaling that the beasts had retreated and that the area was temporarily safe.

Upon hearing the bell, the high shaman breathed a deep sigh of relief and signaled to his people, who were busy making bows and arrows, that they could stop.

“The beasts have retreated. Everyone has been exhausted all night. Let’s put down our work and rest,” the shaman said, looking at the sun already high in the sky, even though the rain was still drizzling.

"Today is such a rare sunny day. Let's tidy up and go cook. Everyone has been working hard all night and must be hungry. Those who still have energy after dinner can stay and help. The rest of you can go back and rest and come back to relieve us when you're fully rested."

As time went by, the enticing aroma of food wafted through the air, whetting everyone's appetite.

When the meal was finally ready, the chieftain returned with the beastmen who had been fighting off the beast horde.

"Put all the injured people over here, I'll check them over." The high shaman directed the people, who were helping each other, to sit down in the designated spot, and then began to busy himself with checking them over and applying medicine.

"You all eat first. Have a simple breakfast. Everyone's tired. We'll have a big meal after you've rested," said a member of the tribe who was helping to prepare the food.

Everyone sat together, enjoying the rare tranquility and delicious food.

At the dinner table, everyone shared their experiences in the battle, their laughter and tears, and their plans for the future.