"Everyone, grab a torch from the fire and throw it forward. This will help us aim when the enemy approaches," Luo Chong instructed as he glanced at the nearby campfire.
"Yes…" The tribesmen complied, scattering the torches toward the north. The flickering lights outlined the vicinity, illuminating it weakly but sufficiently in the darkness, while Luo Chong and the remaining ten tribesmen remained hidden in the shadows.
"Stay quiet, and wait for my command to shoot," Luo Chong whispered as the enemy drew closer. "After firing your first arrow, don't wait to see if it hit; just run. Our goal isn't to kill them but to draw their attention and lead them elsewhere."
As the tribesmen readied their bows, with arrows set upon the strings, Luo Chong detailed the plan for the skirmish.
"Why aren't we aiming to hurt them? Last time there were only four of us with just one bow, yet we still won," inquired Wooden Barrel, who had previously fought alongside Luo Chong.
"Last time we had shields to block attacks, but now we don't. To avoid unnecessary injuries, it's better to avoid direct confrontation and just lead them away," Luo Chong explained softly.
"Which direction should we run after shooting?" asked Beast Tooth, participating in a skirmish against the cannibal tribe for the first time.
"We'll head south after firing the first volley. Not only should we run, but we should also shout to make sure they hear us and follow," Luo Chong directed, laying out the escape plan.
"But doesn't heading south lead us towards the Black Rat Tribe?" Tree Stump asked, confused.
"We're going there to warn them about the large cannibal hunting party nearby—it's only right since we've traded with them so often," Luo Chong replied, his lips curving into a sly smile hidden in the dark.
"But wait, these cannibals came for us, not the Black Rat Tribe. How would they know to attack there?" Wooden Barrel questioned, still puzzled.
"Heh, they don't know now, but they will once we lead them there," Luo Chong's smile grew more devious.
The tribesmen realized what Luo Chong meant, yet there seemed to be a moral dissonance they couldn't articulate. Nevertheless, they trusted their leader's orders, not fully grasping the ruthless cunning of his plan.
Indeed, Luo Chong intended to lead the cannibals to the Black Rat Tribe, using them as a tool to threaten and possibly annex the tribe into the Han tribal confederation.
"Get ready," Luo Chong whispered as the cannibal hunting party closed in. Despite their proximity, the cannibals halted, sensing something amiss with the quietness surrounding the Han camp.
The cannibal leader gestured for silence and cautiously approached the camp, his men behind him painting a grim and menacing picture with their body paint and bone ornaments. As they moved closer, the leader spotted the giant ape's corpse, stopping abruptly with a gasp of horror.
The tribesmen waited in tense silence, bows drawn, as Luo Chong aimed an arrow at the leader's leg, ready to create a diversion.
"Now," Luo Chong commanded softly, releasing his arrow and signaling the tribesmen to unleash their volley, initiating the chaos that would lead them into the dark woods towards an uncertain fate.