Chapter 769 The Unmoved Salt Mountain and the Divided Bark Tribe (2 in 1)
Yanshan is about ten miles away from the Qingque tribe.
The aura of Miss Spring has not infected Yanshan, who is pure-hearted and stoic. When other places are glowing with more and more vitality under the care of Miss Spring, this indifferent guy still looks the same as before.
Totally bored.
Not only did he ignore the colorful spring girl, he even had the time to roll his eyes at this girl who fascinated countless things.
There's nothing I can do about it, guys who don't lift are so tough when facing beauties.
Of course, the salt mountain doesn't have much life, because not many plants can grow on it.
It's true that Yanshan rolled his eyes at Miss Chun.
In fact, not only the spring girl, but also the other three seasons can only get a blank look here.
Because the people of Qingqueluo had been mining for a long time, they only punched out two eyes for it and did not kindly put eyelids on it.
At this time, while Yan Shan continued to roll his eyes, some people from the Qingque tribe ignored Yan Shan's eyes and were busy in a place not too far away from Yan Shan.
After the trees were cut down and a wide isolation strip was cleared, last year's dead grass was set on fire, and among the ashes after the burning, a few unburnt grass buds that had just popped up this year were revealed.
Seeing this scene, Han Cheng couldn't help but recite a poem on the spot: "The grass grows in Liliyuan, and it withers and grows every year. The wild fire cannot be burned out, but the spring breeze blows and grows again."
After reading it, Han Cheng was quite emotional.
Such a small poem that has been sung for thousands of years and has endured for thousands of years, if I were to come to ancient times and recite it under this situation, it would definitely win the praise of countless people, and maybe even someone would recommend themselves to the pillow...
But now...
Looking at Bai Xuemei, who was looking at him blankly and ignorantly, and the stone with the highest culture in the tribe, who was equally ignorant and ignorant except for himself, Han Cheng's feeling of not appreciating the ancient poet's talent and being born at the wrong time, immediately made him
There is a very deep recognition.
Shitou touched his head and saw that even the roots of the grass had been dug out and the grass was piled there to bask in the sun. He was very puzzled by Shenzi's emotion just now.
How can the spring breeze blow again under such circumstances?
After hearing Shitou's question, Han Cheng felt a black line on his forehead and wanted to reach out and give this guy's head a couple of hard blows.
But after thinking carefully about what Shi Shi said, Han Cheng actually thought it made sense.
Moreover, this place will soon be opened up as farmland for the tribe. If it is true that "wildfires cannot burn it out, but spring breezes will grow again", will so much grass be planted on this land of my tribe?
Sure enough, the poetic and picturesque mood does not match this era.
With this thought in mind, Han Cheng threw away the urge to read two more poems, and instead, together with the others, began to dig up the grass roots.
This is the official development of the Yanshan residential area.
Because currently, for the Qingque tribe, food is the most important thing, and there is a time limit for planting food. If you miss the time and plant it again, you will either reduce the output or lose the harvest. Therefore, when developing the Yanshan residential area,
, Han Cheng did not let people build a place to live first as before, but reclaimed the land first.
Wait until the spring plowing is over, plant the grain, and then start building the house.
In this way, the tribe could harvest a lot more food.
Of course, in Yanshan, if it were in other places, Han Cheng would definitely let people build a living place first and then reclaim the land.
The reason why Yanshan is so special is because it is relatively close to the tribe.
Although it is troublesome to travel between the salt mountains and the tribes every day, compared with the land that will be cultivated before the farming season and the food that will be harvested in the autumn, this trouble is obviously worth it.
Han Cheng dug the ground for a while and rested for a while with his hoe. While resting, he gently hit his sore waist with his hands, showing a bitter and mean smile on his face.
Sure enough, as a non-professional, some postures that are too difficult cannot be easily attempted.
After beating his waist slightly for a while, Han Cheng glanced at Bai Xue, who looked energetic next to him, and couldn't help but sigh again.
It is true that there are only exhausted oxen and no damaged land.
Mature land is easier to say, but raw land that has never been plowed is even more tiring to cultivate.
Just like now, you only need to look at the dug out grass roots, tree roots, large and small stones, etc., to know how tiring it is to cultivate raw land.
Moreover, because the plows in the tribe were made of bronze and were far less strong than those of later generations, and the donkeys pulling the plows were not as powerful as oxen or four-wheeled small jumpers, so when reclaiming raw land, they only used
It can be done by people.
This is even more tiring.
Han Dashenzi, who had not been cultivating for long and had a slight backache, was sweating all over from the exhaustion of the wasteland.
Sure enough, in rural life, it is more comfortable to sit on the ridge of the field under the shade of a tree, with a cattail leaf fan in hand and a pot of herbal tea at your feet, watching others working in the fields.
When Han Dashenzi kept lamenting that farming was not easy, he was reclaiming land on a large scale in three parts of the Qingque tribe and preparing for spring plowing. At this time, the Black Stone tribe returned to the tribe with the gathered tribes and the trophies.
A feast was also ushered in.
Although their feast was much inferior to the feast of the Qingque tribe, it was still enough to make these people happy.
The leader of the Grass Tribe was very happy now. Not only did the evil Black Stone Tribe, who only knew how to ask for food from them in the past, generously take out some food for them to eat this time, but more importantly, just before
Not long ago, the leader of the evil Blackstone Tribe made the decision to distribute some of the population plundered to other tribes like them that went to war.
Such a good thing that had never been thought of before suddenly happened to him. How could the leader of the Grass Tribe be unhappy?
You know, when the Black Stone Tribe attacked the tribe where the bark was located, she cleverly asked the people in the tribe to use the bark in front of her, so after this trip, only the people in the tribe were
Both of them had some injuries.
This kind of injury was not as severe as the injuries they sometimes suffered while hunting.
As long as there is no reduction in the number of members of the own tribe, the Blackstone Tribe will allocate some people to the own tribe, and the population of the own tribe will increase suddenly.
Even if it is not an adult, it is more cost-effective to take it home and raise it than to give birth to one and then slowly raise it.
And it is spring now. As the temperature gets warmer day by day, food will become easier and easier to obtain, and the tribe will be able to feed them.
Thinking about these things in his heart, the leader of the Grass Tribe became happier and happier. When he looked at the leader of the Black Stone Tribe, he suddenly felt that this guy was not as scary and disgusting as before.
After a banquet that didn't look very rich and even seemed simple, Bark, who was still despising the Blackstone Tribe and these damn guys in his heart, suddenly became panicked.
Because these people are violently dividing the people of their tribe.
Divide it into small groups and give it to people who are clearly not part of the same tribe.
The tree bark roared anxiously and then angrily. He was beaten and immediately shut up. He just looked at the fearful and trembling tribesmen with red eyes, looking back at him with longing expressions on their faces.
However, the leader who seemed omnipotent in the past could only watch them go away in silence.
Bark's hands were clenched tightly, and his eyes were red.
As these tribesmen moved away, his heart became somewhat empty.
Before, he had thought that when the time came, he would find the right opportunity to lead the tribe, kill some people from this evil tribe, and then run out.
With his skills in making bows and arrows, archery, fish traps and making simple walls, he could basically survive as long as he led the people in the tribe to run farther.
But now, most of the people in my tribe have been divided up by the evil tribes that attacked my tribe.
Not even half of the people who stayed with him in this tribe, and many of them were still minors, how could he lead them to fight against this evil tribe?
The leader of the Blackstone Tribe smiled happily. He was happy for his wit.
Distributing these plundered populations to the tribes who joined him in attacking this tribe was the result of him once again using his wisdom.
Seeing those tribes who were overjoyed to be allocated a population, the leader of the Blackstone Tribe couldn't help laughing, feeling even more proud.
Do these guys really think they are doing this for their own good by giving these people to them?
The purpose of giving these people to them is just to allow them to get more food, so that these tribes can provide more food to their own tribes in the future.
Moreover, if these people are not divided out, then these people will need to eat in their own tribes, which will consume a lot of food.
How can it be as easy as now to directly distribute most of the people to them?
The leader of the Blackstone Tribe looked at the Blackstone weapons around him and felt very happy.
Since the tribe had these black stone weapons, not only the life in the tribe has become better, but he himself has become wiser.
He can always think of appropriate ways to solve some of the problems his tribe encounters.
The leader of the Blackstone Tribe is still unaware of his actions, which invisibly dispelled the idea of Shubark taking the opportunity to give their tribe a chance. If he knew about it, I am afraid he would be even more intoxicated by his wisdom.
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“￥d……”
The leader of the Black Stone Tribe asked people to untie the rope from Bark, then took Bark's bow, and brought a few arrows to Bark, and then pointed to a tree not too far away from the cave.
, he said in a whimpering voice.
Although they didn't understand each other's language very well, Shupi basically understood what this guy meant.
After his hands and feet were released, he regained the bark of his own bow and arrow. He wanted to use the bow and arrow in his hand to shoot this damn leader to death.
Just looking at the people around him who were holding sharp black stone weapons and looking at him with wary faces, and then looking at the few people from his own tribe around him, Shubari still gave up the idea.
He took out an arrow and put it on the bowstring, then drew the bow and aimed at the tree. As soon as he loosened his finger, the arrow shot out and nailed the tree trunk far away, making a "click" sound.
ring.
Although it was not the first time to see a bow and arrow, the leader of the Black Stone Tribe and the rest of the Black Stone Tribe could not help but be surprised when they saw that the bark could hit the tree from such a long distance.
Seeing their surprise, Shupi couldn't help but feel a little proud. After all, this bow and arrow were the thing he was most proud of.
Except for the man from the Qingque tribe who was an extremely accurate archer, Shupi felt that no one else could compare to him.
The leader of the Blackstone Tribe's surprise only lasted for a while, because then he realized that things were different now. Now this good thing and this person had become their tribe's.
He reached out his hand from the tree bark and took the bow away with a strong gesture.
Seeing the bark looking at him angrily, he kicked him directly.
Seeing Bark lowering his head, he retracted his feet with satisfaction.
Then he took an arrow, imitated the appearance of the tree bark just now, put it awkwardly on the bow, then pulled it away awkwardly, and aimed at the tree trunk.
Then when he loosened his grip, the arrow flew to nowhere.
After noticing this situation, Shupi couldn't help but sneered, and then was beaten again.
After the leader of the Blackstone tribe beat him, he handed the bow to Bark again, pointed at the tree in the distance, and asked Bark to continue shooting.
Bark originally wanted to resist, but after seeing the raised hand of the leader of the Black Stone Tribe, he immediately stopped resisting.
After Bark shot an arrow, the leader of the Blackstone Tribe once again took the bow and arrow from Bark's hand, and once again drew the bow and tried to shoot...
In the distance, the leader of the Grass Tribe led the people of the Grass Tribe, as well as the two assigned adults and two minors, towards the tribe that had left them for a long time.
On the way back, looking at these few extra people, the leader of the Grass Tribe could not hide his joy at all costs.
Following the evil Blackstone tribe to attack other tribes doesn't seem like such a bad thing now...
The leaders of the Grass Tribe were not the only ones who had similar thoughts. Most of the tribes who followed the Black Stone Tribe to attack the tribe where the bark was located had similar thoughts after receiving benefits they had never thought of before.
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The two big and two small people from the Bark Tribe followed the people from the Grass Tribe to a strange place.
Far away from the place where they originally lived, away from the heroic leader, and away from other people in the tribe, they are always in fear, and they no longer have the courage to defend themselves against powerful enemies with bows and arrows...
