Chapter 1565 Uninvited, Redstone Mission

"Chief Isaiah is awake."

After a middle-aged woman walked out of the largest room and shouted, the originally depressed atmosphere in the whole village suddenly rose.

"Thank you to the stars, thank you to the God of the Prairie."

Everyone who heard the news put their hands together and prayed to thank the stars.

This is the best news the Baijia people have heard these days.

The aftermath of the beast tide has passed. The Baijia tribe killed 132 fighters and injured more than 300 fighters.

For this small tribe of only 2,000 people, this figure is already quite a heavy casualty.

And with the official confrontation with the Redstone tribe, the Baijia tribe is now isolated and helpless.

In just a few days, the successive changes made people dizzy and brought unprecedented pressure to every clansman.

The girl who was washing the gauze with several women of the Baijia ethnic group had a huge surprise on her face when she heard the words, and hurriedly got up and asked the middle-aged woman who had just walked out.

"Aunt Doreen, how is the Patriarch's injury?"

After seeing the girl's smooth face, the joy that had just appeared on the face of the middle-aged woman named Doreen also dimmed. After looking around and no one was paying attention, she sighed softly:

"I'm just awake, and the spread of the toxin has been controlled, but the redstone tribe's poison application is extremely stubborn. Now the patriarch Isaiah can't use any strength, and... can't eat anything."

There was concern in Doreen's eyes.

In the past, the patriarch could even eat half a cow in one meal.

Now... two days have passed, and I don't have any appetite at all.

The tribe has overcome the difficulties it suffered this time, but there will be more difficulties to face next...

If fighting breaks out again.

As the patriarch, Isaiah couldn't rush to the front to boost morale, so the proportion of casualties might be further expanded.

Hearing these news, the girl's heart was also cast a shadow.

If the news of these days is summed up, it is really not a good trend.

"By the way, Miss Nunuo, when I came out just now, Patriarch Isaiah specially told me to call you over. He has something to say to you."

"Um."

The girl nodded slightly, put down the gauze in her hand, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and hurried to the patriarch's room.

Pushing open the wooden door, the strong smell of herbs filled the nostrils.

The man who was once tall and majestic like a lion was now leaning on the bed with a pale face.

Compared to two days ago, Isaiah seemed to be ten years older.

After seeing the girl enter the room, Isaiah struggled to get up, but seemed to pull on the wound, causing a violent cough.

"Mr. Wang...cough cough..."

"Uncle Isaiah, lie down quickly."

The girl hurried forward and helped Isaiah carefully.

"This little injury is not a problem, haha." Isaiah waved his hands, trying to make a chic appearance, but at this moment, that movement made people feel very nervous.

"Teacher Wang has worked hard these days. Calling you over this time is my suggestion as an elder..."

"You speak."

"I asked Doreen, I know what you're thinking these days, you want to leave here to divert the attention of the Redstone Clan's bastards. Actually...the bastards just use you as an excuse, there are too many tribes on the grassland , if you leave rashly, you will easily be coveted by others because of your beauty."

"I..." The girl lowered her head in reproach, but was interrupted softly by Isaiah when she wanted to speak.

"I have explained to Alva before that he will handle the tribe's affairs on his behalf these days. That child has always liked you, and I can rest assured that he will protect you. After a while, the tribe may consider moving to other areas. I A very selfish thought, I hope you don't mind... You are the most precious gift that the stars have given us, and we all want to keep you..."

"Alva is a good boy, if possible... I hope you will give him a chance..."

After uttering a few words, Isaiah's breath began to rush, and he even needed a big mouthful of deep breaths to continue to calm down.

"Mr. Wang, please forgive me for saying such things."

Isaiah closed his eyes tiredly, but his tone was unusually steady, "The Baijia Tribe always respects your ideas."

"I……"

The girl's long eyelashes drooped, and after a while they were lifted slightly, her gaze was firmer than ever before.

"I will advance and retreat with the clansmen. But, about Alva, Nuo Nuo wants to say sorry to you."

"Nuonuo's heart can no longer tolerate other people."

"You rest at ease, and the clansmen are looking forward to your recovery."

Hearing the girl's answer without hesitation, Isaiah showed a wry smile on his face, and after shaking his head, he returned to his carefree appearance.

"Follow the guidance of the starry sky, your strong Uncle Isaiah will recover soon, ha... cough cough."

After covering his mouth and coughing violently, Isaiah put his palm down, keeping the palm facing inward.

He was afraid that Nuo Nuo would see the blood on his palm.

He respects the goddess who brought wisdom to the tribe, and he also loves this girl who bears many stories.

Intelligent, innocent, and kind-hearted.

This is the best gift God gave them to the Baijia people.

"Stop talking, rest at ease, and I will assist Alva with some tribal work." The girl carefully covered Isaiah with a blanket, and said softly.

Isaiah showed a kind smile, nodded weakly, and signaled Nuo Nuo to leave.

At this time, a panting woman appeared at the door of the room, and said anxiously: "Patriarch, the Redstone Tribe has come again. Now the Alva leaders are confronting them outside the village!"

"Um!?"

Isaiah, who was just about to lie down, opened his eyes suddenly at this moment, and a violent aura rose from his body.

Under the bite of the teeth, Isaiah's cheeks were distorted.

Ignoring the soaked gauze bandages on his body, he struggled to get up.

"Isn't it enough for these bastards to die? Dare to attack our Baijia clan head-on?"

Boom!

The thick palm was holding the heavy bone hammer, with a terrific aura.

"Uncle Isaiah, your wound cannot move!"

The girl quickly supported her, she clearly saw that steel-like thick arm, which was shaking violently at the moment.

This is clearly a sign of exhaustion!

"No, no, they want to negotiate with you. They just set up a huge tent outside the gate of the clan. Elder Edgeworth from the Redstone Tribe came with a negotiating mission. At the same time, there were also people from the Blackwater Tribe. Accompanied by someone! Alva is very emotional and is going to lead someone to kill them, we can only come here to invite you if we are not sure."

"The minds of the Redstone tribe are really vicious!" Isaiah clenched his fists at this moment, his voice was low and hoarse, "Alva can't deal with that old fox, take me there."

"Nuonuo, if you stay in the village, those bastards are definitely not thinking right."

"No, Uncle Isaiah, I will go with you. There are some things that I can decide on my own. Moreover, I have enough experience in negotiation."

The girl's eyes are firm and calm.

"……good."

"Let's go together."

Isaiah casually grabbed the bowl of medicine syrup on the wooden table, gulped it down his throat, and grabbed a handful of octagonal herbs, squeezed out the juice and dripped it on the bandage.

Then the "lion" who was badly injured, with his burly body upright, walked out of the house step by step with the support of the girl.