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As Lin Feng issued orders for the army to rest, a tense atmosphere enveloped the Hash Tribe. At that moment, a young soldier hurriedly entered the tent, his face pale and breathless as he reported to Hash, who sat at the head of the table. "Hash Leader, it's terrible! The nearby Small Tribes have all been slaughtered!"
Upon hearing this, the usually composed Hash sprang to his feet, his eyes wide with shock. "What? How could this happen?"
The soldier swallowed hard, steadying himself before continuing. "Today, while I was on patrol, I deliberately circled around the Small Tribes to check on their situation. But I found not a single living soul there. The ground was littered with corpses; it was clear that these tribes had endured a fierce battle, and the scene was horrific."
Hash furrowed his brow deeply, knowing instinctively that this was no coincidence. As the tribe leader, years of experience told him that such an abnormal occurrence concealed a significant threat.
Without hesitation, he commanded, "Immediately gather a team of warriors; we must investigate this matter further."
Moments later, Hash led a group of strong warriors swiftly toward the nearby Small Tribes. As they approached the area, a strong and nauseating smell of blood assaulted their senses.
Even from a distance outside the tribe, they could see that several large tents had been reduced to ruins, as if ravaged by a violent storm. On the ground lay mangled bodies in disarray; some were even missing limbs, their deaths gruesome and terrifying.
Suddenly, a chilling cold swept over them, as if the entire realm had frozen to its core. Hash shivered involuntarily but remained bewildered by the unfolding scene before him.
Furrowing his brow, he scanned the surroundings and asked with growing concern, "Quickly check if there are any survivors here!"
At his command, his subordinates sprang into action, meticulously inspecting each fallen figure on the ground. However, after a tense and thorough search, everyone shook their heads in resignation, indicating that no survivors had been found.
Time ticked away as Hash stood silently, his expression increasingly grave. After a while, he took a deep breath and slowly issued another command: "Let us properly bury these unfortunate souls."
Following this, Hash led his men deeper into the surrounding areas to inspect other Small Tribes one by one. To their shock, each tribe bore an eerily similar sight: scattered corpses, dilapidated homes, and an overwhelming aura of death hanging in the air.
Hash's heart grew heavier as he finally realized that this was not an isolated incident but rather the work of a mysterious and powerful enemy orchestrating all of this from behind the scenes. Yet for Hash, who knew every force—big and small—on this land like the back of his hand, this revelation only deepened his sense of dread.
However, it seemed unlikely that either side possessed such immense power and means to create such a dire situation. With a heart full of worry and confusion, Hash led everyone back to their main tent.
As soon as he sat down, he immediately commanded, "From this moment on, we must send out more people to investigate the specific circumstances. I need to find out who is secretly causing trouble!" After a pause, he added, "Additionally, send someone quickly to the Hada Tribe to relay this message."
Despite the frequent frictions and conflicts that had existed between them and the Hada Tribe—sometimes even escalating into fierce battles—at this moment, facing such a severe situation, past grievances were no longer important. The urgent priority was for both sides to set aside their differences and work together to confront this sudden crisis.
At this very moment, within the territory of the Hada Tribe, the atmosphere was exceptionally tense. The envoys from the Hash Tribe were in their spacious and grand tent. At the front of the tent, Hada sat firmly in place, his serious expression revealing an air of authority and decisiveness.
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