A team of aboriginal people transporting food strode through the grass in the forest toward the walled city two hundred miles away.
Most of these natives who transported food were men who were past their prime and could not directly join the legion to participate in the war, so they were organized by the tribe chiefs to send the cassava flour and dried moss accumulated in the walled city to the south.
The aboriginal tribes live in the mountains and rarely raise horses. This transportation team only has one carriage.
Other men carried the food on their bodies and walked to the front lines.
This time, after they delivered the food to the designated location, they hurried towards the inside of the walled city. The road they took was not a big road. The easy roads were where groups of tribal warriors gathered southward, and these indigenous people transporting food.
On his return trip, the man could only walk through places where the grass was not so dense.
The leader of the team was an old hunter who was very experienced in jungle hunting. He was at the front of the team, exploring to avoid those prickly thorn bushes.
Some people were chatting quietly in the team, and they met some berry trees along the way. They also stopped and everyone stepped on some sour berries. These berries were also a rare food for them. They cooked them with the moss and ferns, which was a bit
If it tastes sour, it will be easier to swallow.
Originally, the forest land in this mountainous area was so rich, with mushrooms, wild fruits, small forest animals, and sometimes some bird eggs from the bird's nests in the tree crown.
Although there are often monsters around, there are also warriors in the tribe who hunt those monsters...
Food has never been a problem for these aborigines of the Aegrod tribe. Hunting and gathering can completely fill their stomachs.
This is also the main reason why they moved down from Moyun Mountains and live in the forest, because there are abundant products.
But when the evil spirits come, they eat not only humans, but also other wild beasts in the mountains.
When you are very hungry, you can even eat weeds, moss, and tree bark.
Not only has the mountains become extremely dangerous, but the sources of food have also become smaller, making life in the tribe much more difficult than before.
The warriors in every city are rising up to resist these evil ghosts. However, the evil ghosts are covered with a layer of black bone armor. They can easily pull out a bone spur from their bodies to fight. Even the tribal warriors who are covered in the leather of monsters can't.
It's hard to beat them.
With powerful force and large numbers, the evil spirits have become the real hunters of this jungle.
If the tribal warriors want to win, they must offer sacrifices to the demons on the altar to pray for their blessings.
But... in the past, most of the sacrifices came from monsters in the mountains, and there were few sacrifices in the tribe.
Now those monsters have almost been slaughtered by the evil spirits. If you want to obtain sacrifices, you have to go to the wilderness further north or kill more evil ghosts.
The warriors in the tribe can only lurk in the woods and attack the evil spirits who are more than three meters tall and can run more recklessly than wild boars...
Many times, ordinary aborigines have to hide in the walled city. They usually rely on digging plant roots around the walled city to feed themselves. The best thing to dig is cassava, but this food is unpalatable. If you eat too much, your whole mouth will be numb.
His lips were swollen and drool kept flowing down the corners of his mouth.
In the past year or so, it has become very difficult for the indigenous people to eat meat.
Now, the elders of the tribe finally stood up and united everyone, preparing to jointly fight against the evil spirits in Moyun Ridge. Everyone's fighting spirit was rekindled in their hearts.
The Eggrod clan will never run away from war. Everyone is working hard and preparing to fight those evil spirits.
The cart was empty of supplies, but the carriage was very crudely made, and the old horse had a little difficulty pulling it up. The wooden wheels ran over the grass, leaving two deep ruts.
There is not much food stored in the walled city. For this expedition to Moyunling, everyone transported almost all the edible things to the front.
Women and children now have to collect edible things around the walled city every day.
Although life is very difficult, at least everyone is resisting...
And this kind of life adds something called "hope" in everyone's heart.
This grain transport team headed north, planning to spend two days returning to the walled city.
This journey is not very short. We have to walk from morning to night every day, and our sleeping time is compressed to only a few hours.
As these natives were walking forward, they saw two imperial men standing in front of bushes not far away. There were light red lantern fruits hanging on these bushes, but it seemed that they had no intention of picking them.
There are very few Imperial people in this jungle. The Imperial people basically will not cross Moyun Ridge. However, the natives can still tell at a glance that these two are Imperial people. Each of them is wearing a very exquisite metal armor.
He looked like a young warrior, and the other one was wearing a gorgeous robe, better than the clothes worn by the great wizards in the tribe, and he was holding a wooden stick inlaid with gems in his hand.
There was no hostility in the eyes of these two imperial men. Although these natives were on guard, there was nothing to be afraid of. There were so many of them!
And they also know that almost none of the Imperial people wearing robes know how to fight.
The natives originally didn't want to have any communication with these two people, but the location where they stood was simply too good. They had never encountered a bush with so many ripe berries along the way, and they really didn't want to give up this bush.
So the captain led everyone up...
The two imperial men looked tired. The soldier actually spoke the indigenous language and said when he came up:
"We need to meet Elder Ambrose. According to our agreement, I brought some weapons, equipment and food this time!"
The captain of the grain transport team was a little confused. He looked around again and again, wondering where they had hidden the transport team.
However, they quickly accepted the two Imperials and felt that they would not lie about this...
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This is how Surdak and Basil got into a grain transport team. They originally wanted to fly some distance north.
But Basil's magic harpoon actually had a small problem. The magic pattern array on the floating device needed to be repaired. Although he had the magic materials for repair with him, it needed to be ground into magic ink, which would take some time.
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The two of them were discussing how to go north in front of a bush, when they saw a grain transport team walking through the woods.
Surdak immediately went up to communicate. The captain was very friendly. Seeing that they were imperial people from Handanar County in the south, he also invited them to ride in the only carriage of the grain transport team.
During the break, the natives also took out some food and distributed it to Surdak and Basil.
The climate here is relatively warm, but there is no harsh sunshine, and there is a cool breeze blowing from the north.
Sitting in a place where trees are not densely packed and taking a rest, looking at the green mountains and plains, will make people feel suddenly enlightened.
Of course, Surdak was not a stingy person. After accepting the poor-looking food from the natives, he immediately took out a stack of baked wheat cakes from his magic waist bag.
These were originally intended to be given to them, but now some were offered in exchange, and the natives happily accepted them.
How have the natives ever seen wheat cakes?
As soon as they took a bite, the rich aroma of wheat immediately made them squint their eyes and chew. This thing is much more delicious than cassava dumplings.
The wheat cakes baked in the West Route Army canteen are almost entirely made according to marching standards. One wheat cake is about fourteen inches long, and one wheat cake is a day's ration.
According to the way the heavy armored infantrymen of the West Route Army eat, they have to cook a pot of thick soup to eat with these wheat cakes.
These natives didn't use it at all. They directly piled the newly collected lantern fruits on the wheat cakes, crushed them to pieces with their big hands, and then ate them in big gulps.
Everyone ate a whole piece of baked wheat cake, and they still seemed to be unsatisfied...
Finally, I did not forget to praise the deliciousness of these foods.
This shocked the magician Basil, who was sitting aside and frowning as he ate the wheat cake. There was no butter, no meat pie and tomatoes and cabbage. The wheat cake was simply unpalatable, and he only cut half of it into his palm.
It was such a big piece, I was nibbling it in small bites, and from time to time I drank a sip of black tea from the kettle.
But seeing the satisfied expressions of these natives, Basil even doubted whether they were eating the same food as him.
Surdak saw that the natives had eaten up all the wheat cakes in their hands, and took out another pile to share with everyone.
But what he didn't expect was that these natives didn't accept it happily. Although there was some desire in their eyes, no one took the initiative to take it. Even when Suldak handed the wheat cake over, he didn't accept it.
Surdak felt a little strange and asked them:
"Why don't you take it? Don't you like eating this?"
The captain of the grain transport team put his hands on his stomach and said with some embarrassment: "It's not that we don't like it, these are the most delicious things we have ever eaten, but we really can't give you anything in exchange."
"It doesn't matter, I don't want your things, these wheat cakes are just for you..."
No matter what Surdak said, the natives in the food transport team refused to accept it, especially when they heard that the food was to support the tribes in fighting the evil spirits on the front line, everyone shook their heads like a rattle.
Gifts are not accepted, but exchange is acceptable.
But they were so poor that they couldn't even wear leather clothes. Some even wore grass skirts, bare feet, and had almost nothing except a bundle of straw ropes on their backs.
However, Surdak later discovered that these indigenous men were covered in tattoos.
The tattoos among the indigenous tribes almost always commemorate certain things. For example, when they hunt for the first time in their lives, they will tattoo the image of the prey on their arms. Every time they hunt a monster, they will also record it on their body. They even go to several places.
My wife will also remember it.
This doesn't mean they have bad memories, it's just custom...
These indigenous people have some decorative necklaces around their necks and wrists. These necklaces are made of tough straw ropes threaded through some animal teeth and polished bones. However, they have been on them for too long, and many necklaces have
The original colors of the decorations are no longer visible.
Surdak saw that in addition to all kinds of strange teeth, there was also a piece of turquoise about the size of a thumbnail on a necklace worn by an aborigine.
The bright green color stopped Suldak's gaze. He pointed at the small stone and said to the native: "You can exchange this stone with me. This thing is not bad..."
The native didn't know whether he understood it or not. Anyway, when he saw Surdak pointing at his necklace, he immediately took off the bone and tooth necklace from his neck and hung it on Surdak's arm.
He went up, happily took another piece of wheat cake, and walked back with his head shaking.
He did not eat the wheat cake anymore, but strung the wheat cakes with straw ropes and hung them around his waist.
In fact, Surdak just wanted the turquoise gem. It seemed a bit excessive to exchange a gem for a stack of wheat cakes. Surdak even wanted to give him a skinning knife as compensation.
Surdak quickly called out to the native who looked a little unusually excited, and handed him a pile of wheat cakes in his hand. Then he pointed at the necklace and said: "This one is more valuable and can be exchanged for more..."
In fact, he also wanted to put the skinning knife in the magic belt bag, but the box to store the skinning knife was not so easy to find.
The other natives saw their companion standing there stupidly holding a pile of wheat cakes, and knowing that the necklace around his neck could be exchanged for wheat cakes, they all took off the necklace from their neck and hung it on Surdak's arm.
These necklaces were filled with the strong body odor of the indigenous people, which made Suldak almost vomit.
Surdak was a little dumbfounded. What use could he have for these things?
There is no turquoise on other necklaces...
However, considering that he rejected them at this time, they might not be willing to accept his gift, and they would just give out some worthless wheat cakes, so Suldak solemnly moved out a wooden box and put these necklaces
Put them into the box one by one.
He also asked the native in aboriginal language: 'Where did you pick up the green rough stone on the necklace?'
The native hesitated and explained for a long time. Surdak couldn't understand the name of the mountain he mentioned. He only knew that he saw the beautiful stone at a place called Emnet and picked it up.
Surdak did not deliberately ask, a piece of turquoise actually does not mean anything...
However, as the number of necklaces in his hands increased, he discovered that this kind of turquoise could also be seen on other indigenous necklaces.
Surdak asked casually, how many such stones are there in the mountains over there?
The answer is yes. There are many such stones beside a stream. Because the color is a bit like the magic crystal obtained from the black-horned elk, some indigenous people will pick up a few pieces, drill holes and wear them on necklaces.
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Later, Surdak also saw some magic crystals with holes in the necklace, and even half an evil ghost with horns...
But he was certain that there might be an emerald mine in this mountain.
Surdak felt that exchanging wheat cakes for gems was a bit excessive.
So in the end, I found the box containing the skinning knives in the magic waist bag, and then gave each of these natives a skinning knife made of fine steel.
For a time, the atmosphere here became more harmonious...