While the shaman was having a mental breakdown, the tribe leader was entirely different.
After witnessing the deaths of his tribe members, instead of fear, his morale and courage increased.
Looking at the remaining tribe members, he shouted, "We cannot waste the sacrifices of our brothers and sisters! Absorb their power and strength!"
As his powerful voice echoed across the battlefield, the Dizhu Tribe members stopped advancing.
Just as the Feng Army soldiers thought the enemy had finally stopped courting death, the Dizhu Tribe did something that would haunt them for the rest of their lives.
Halting in place, the tribe members turned around and rushed toward the corpses scattered across the battlefield.
Under the horrified gazes of the Feng Army's generals and soldiers, they hacked apart the still-warm bodies with their weapons. Grabbing those severed limbs, they bit down, swallowed the flesh and drank the blood, as though feasting on the finest delicacies.
