The giant scorpion was so big that even if the knights started eating it, they couldn't eat much of the scorpion. They were all exhausted, with a look of satisfaction on their faces.
In a primitive environment like this in another world, most small tribes are short of food. It is rare to have the opportunity to eat giant insect meat until they are full.
If the Red-maned Fierce Horse tribe still exists, the insect meat will be properly kept, made into dried meat, and distributed little by little, mostly to the god warriors, and the tribesmen will only get a very small part.
Now that the tribe is gone, they don't have time to make insect meat into dried meat here, so eating it as soon as possible is a very good choice. If they don't eat it anyway, other beasts will come to grab it.
As a member of the once great foodie empire, even though the insect meat tasted good, Xiaobai still had no interest in it. He sat far away and looked up at the night sky, experiencing the tranquility of the grassland.
After eating and drinking, the red-maned Yang Lie came to sit next to him, looked at Xiao Bai curiously, and then raised his head to look up at the stars. The sky was full of stars, no different from usual.
"Tell me about the grassland." Xiaobai said calmly.
"Although I am also a grassland person, I am just a member of a small tribe, and I may not know much." Red-maned Yanglie scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly.
"It doesn't matter. I come from the forest. You must know more than me. Just tell me as much as you know." Xiaobai turned his head and said kindly to Hongmane Yanglie.
"Okay then, where do we start?" Red-maned Yanglie sorted out his thoughts and said with bright eyes, "Let's talk about the biggest characteristics of the grassland tribe first."
"Okay." Xiaobai smiled and nodded. The characteristics of the grassland tribe were indeed what he needed to know.
"In this grassland, there are many tribes, I don't know how many there are, but there is only one ruler, and that is the caravan. Do you know the caravan?" Red-maned Yanglie asked cheerfully. He felt that Xiaobai should know the caravan.
of.
"The caravan? Is that a big tribe? What's the population and its combat effectiveness?" Xiaobai asked subconsciously.
"Hahahaha..." Red-maned Yanglie laughed and looked at Xiaobai in surprise: "You really don't know about caravans. How strange. Haven't you encountered caravans since you entered the grassland?"
Xiao Bai's brows slowly wrinkled. From what Red Mane Yang Lie said, this caravan is very powerful, even spread all over the grassland. So how strong must this tribe be? It must have a population of more than 100 million at least, otherwise
How can you rule this grassland?
"How well do you know the caravan tribe?" Xiaobai asked vigilantly. He must understand this tribe. For such a powerful tribe, they don't say what level their gods are, but they say that if they want to invade, the Land of Rise will be destroyed.
No ability to resist.
"The caravan is not a tribe, but an alliance, a union." Red-maned Yanglie said with a smile again.
"Alliance?" Xiaobai's eyes widened, it was easier to understand.
"Yes, the caravan is an alliance. It is a union of all the tribes that believe in the horse god. As long as it is a tribe that believes in the horse god, it will be a member of the caravan by default. This is the biggest feature of the grassland." Hong Zingyang.
Lie said very seriously that the former Red Mane Lie Horse tribe was a member of the caravan, and the god they believed in, the Red Mane Lie Horse, belonged to the horse god.
"Do all the tribes in the grassland believe in the horse god?" Xiaobai suddenly asked curiously.
"No, there are too many tribes on the grassland. Not all of them believe in horse gods. There are even tribes that believe in forest gods." Red-maned Yanglie said disapprovingly.
Xiaobai nodded clearly. Just now he was afraid that the red-maned Yanglie would give a positive answer, which would be a big trouble. Once the entire grassland believed in the horse god, it would mean that the horse gang had unified the entire grassland, and its strength would be terrifying.
To the extreme, fortunately it is not.
Caravans are indeed a specialty of the grassland. If no one tells Xiaobai, it is really unlikely that Xiaobai will know about this force.
There are many kinds of horses on the grassland, and they are good mounts. It is not surprising that the tribes use various horses as totems. However, they do not fight with each other, but instead form a united force, which is commendable.
"Who is in charge of the caravan?" Xiaobai asked after thinking for a while.
"The head of the caravan is not the only one. Godots from all the horse god tribes can participate in the caravan council, and the largest caravans will be selected as representatives." Red-maned Yanglie could see that Xiaobai really didn't know anything about the caravan.
, explained very patiently.
"What is Godot?" Xiaobai, who had never heard of this strange word, asked in confusion.
"Oh, by the way, it seems that the one in your forest is not called Godot, but the chief, haha. The leader of the tribe in our grassland is called Godot." Red-maned Yanglie explained.
It's quite unusual. Instead of calling the chief, he calls him Godot. I don't know why. Maybe it's a local characteristic.
Although it's a bit strange, the meaning is the same and there is no need to take it seriously.
Then the red-maned Yanglie began to tell everything he knew about the horse gang.
As he narrated, Xiaobai became more and more surprised. This caravan was much more complicated than he imagined. It was not just a simple alliance at all, but an ancient behemoth with rules.
They have a fixed gathering place, which is called the Land of Horses. It is the busiest place in the entire grassland, a bit like the Yishi Valley in the Land of Rise.
The Land of Horses will hold regular meetings to resolve conflicts among the various tribes within the caravan, discuss how to develop next, etc.
The interior of the caravan is a parliamentary system. All the Godots of the caravan are members. The Godots of large tribes can gather a group of Godots of small and medium-sized tribes to become big members, with voting rights and representing a faction.
It seems chaotic, but in fact there is already the prototype of a parliamentary city-state, which is already very advanced in this primitive world.
It's countless times better than shouting and killing each other in the forest where there are many tribes.
According to Hongmane Yanglie, the entire grassland is under the rule of the horse gang, and the tribes that believe in the horse god are the most orthodox grassland people.
If you attack tribes that believe in the horse god without permission, you will attract revenge from the caravans. However, tribes that believe in the horse god have no such scruples about attacking tribes that believe in other gods.
This is an alliance that has internal differences but is very united externally.
Although the caravans were overbearing, they did not prohibit the grassland people from believing in other gods.
Tribes that believe in other gods, in the eyes of the caravans, are the livestock they raise. Whenever they are short of slaves or supplies, they will threaten them, attack them, or even eliminate them directly, so that there will be more people in the tribe.
source of livelihood.
This barbaric attitude left Xiaobai very speechless, but he had to admit that the caravan's approach was very smart.
If they are not allowed to believe in other gods, then when they have difficulties that cannot be solved internally, they will have no choice but to seek external breakthroughs, and war will be inevitable!