The sky is high, the clouds are sparse, and the expanse is clear.
Beneath Mount Mule, the verdant grassland stretches far into the distance, dotted with wildflowers, presenting a scene of peaceful tranquility.
Aguda brandishes the long whip in his hand, herding the flock towards the distant stream.
This Tulu Tribe's youth turned fifteen this year, and as per the tribal customs, he could now marry, have children, and leave his parents to establish a new family.
Aguda had hoped to marry a girl from his own clan and use all his savings to buy two Eastern female slaves to birth eight or ten children.
Yet, this Tulu youth's dreams shattered over a dozen days ago when the Tulu Tribe rebelled against Great Zhou and formed a coalition with several other tribes to raid Great Zhou's homeland.
Everyone had anticipated that the tribal army would bring back a vast treasure and women, but instead, they were met with a devastating defeat.
