Southern Wasteland, Great Swamp, Mosquito Tribe.
The Mosquito Tribe is a small tribe in the Southern Wilderness, with a population of about five hundred people.
Among them, there are more than 80 warriors of one color or above, more than 200 ordinary warriors, and the rest are children and ordinary tribesmen with weak or no fighting ability.
The mosquito tribe witch is a skinny old woman, with not much flesh on her arms, only a layer of skin covering the muscles and bones.
Her face, arms, and legs are covered with black totem tattoos, and she wears an animal tooth necklace and a large number of bone ornaments. She looks very mysterious and scary.
On the shoulder of the mosquito tribe shaman, there is a bird-billed mosquito, which is one of the three bird-billed mosquitoes that escaped from the vine tribe.
She has a mysterious way of communicating directly with the Bird-billed Mosquito, and she learned about what happened in the Vine Tribe from the Bird-billed Mosquito.
She got some scattered information from the gnat: a tribe, giant dragonflies, vines, everyone was dead.
Through this information, the mosquito tribe shaman knew what probably happened, and summoned important people in the tribe to discuss what to do next.
After receiving the news, the mosquito tribe shaman fed the bird-billed mosquito on his shoulder a small piece of raw meat, his expression showing no emotion or anger.
"The hunting team led by Tiger Mosquito and more than fifty warriors were all killed by a strange tribe. Tell us, what should we do?"
There are five hunting teams in the Mosquito tribe, with the largest number being 70 or 80 people, and the smaller number only 20 or 30 people. The hunting team led by Tiger Mosquito is just one of them.
These hunting teams will use the place where the tribe is located as the starting point, and go to the jungles and swamps in different directions to hunt to obtain enough meat for the tribe.
Weak children, women and children are responsible for collecting edible plants near the tribe.
Every few years, when the available food nearby becomes less, they will migrate once to ensure that hunting and gathering can obtain enough food.
This time, not long after they migrated here, an entire hunting team was wiped out, which made the people of the Mosquito tribe very angry.
A hunting leader stood up first and shouted angrily: "Find this tribe, kill them all, and avenge the tribe!"
"Yes, kill them all!"
"Take all their things back!"
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The mosquito tribe, which does not have abundant food, has no idea of ​​capturing slaves. Even if they are captured, they cannot afford to feed them, so it is better to kill them all and grab some practical things back.
Unless the tribe encounters a catastrophe and many people die, they will find ways to snatch some women and children back from other tribes to fill the vacancies in the population.
"Shut up!"
At this moment, the leader of the Mosquito tribe roared, suppressing the voices of the others.
The four leaders were in awe of the leader. They shut their mouths and sat down again.
The leader of the Mosquito tribe is taller, fiercer, and has four horizontal stripes on his face, which means he is a powerful four-color warrior.
The four-color warrior means that he can hunt the giant toothed tiger alone and is extremely powerful in combat.
As for the five-color warrior who hunts wild bears alone, it is almost impossible to appear in a small tribe, at least it is possible to appear in a medium-sized tribe.
After the leader of the Mosquito tribe calmed the others, he lowered his voice and looked at Wu.
"Witch, since this strange tribe was able to kill all the hunting teams led by Tiger Mosquitoes, even the Bird-billed Mosquitoes only returned three, which shows that their strength is not weak."
In fact, it is not just that they are not weak. What the leader of the Mosquito Tribe wants to say is that this tribe is very strong, at least not weaker than the Mosquito Tribe.
Tiger mosquitoes are three-color warriors, and bird-billed mosquitoes fly at extremely fast speeds that even ordinary flying birds cannot catch up with.
But the tiger mosquitoes are dead, and most of the bird-billed mosquitoes have also been killed. You can imagine how powerful this strange tribe is.
Wu nodded and said: "The leader is right."
The leader of the Mosquito Tribe continued: "If we attack this tribe rashly, even if we can defeat it, we will lose a lot of warriors. What will we do if other tribes attack again?"
As soon as these words came out, the four leaders immediately shut their mouths tighter.
None of them are fools. Real fools will not survive long in the dangerous jungle.
Before, I was full of passion, clamoring for revenge, but now I wake up, and I suddenly realize how stupid my remarks just now are.
They are not the only tribe near this large swamp.
Surrounding the Mosquito tribe, there are at least two tribes that are not weaker than them, and they are not too far apart. They occasionally encounter each other during hunting, and some minor frictions occur.
The mosquito tribe shaman nodded again and said: "What the leader said is exactly what I am worried about. Our tribe has just migrated here and our understanding of this place is not as good as other tribes. If we start a war rashly, we will suffer big losses."
"Witch, can this be the end of it?" A leader asked in a low voice, with a very unwilling tone.
"Of course we can't just let it go!"
The leader of the Mosquito Tribe said: "But we need to find out the situation of that tribe first. When we gain a foothold here, we can look for opportunities to take revenge!"
"The leader is right." The mosquito tribe shaman agreed with the leader.
The witch and the leader have unified their opinions, and the matter is basically a done deal. Others can't say anything more and can only agree.
However, this matter is not over yet.
When the Mosquito Tribe discovers the truth about the Vine Tribe one day, they will definitely fight over and avenge Tiger Mosquito and others.
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Vine Tribe.
A few days after wiping out the hunting team of the Mosquito tribe, Jiang Xuan and his men set up a large number of traps in the forest surrounding the tribe in order to save their lives.
In addition to serving as early warning and blocking functions, these traps can also capture some prey and add food to the Vine Tribe.
Another tunnel was also excavated in a few days with everyone's efforts. All that's left is to widen and deepen it.
In the future, Jiang Xuan decided to dig more tunnels in his free time.
For example, when there is nothing to do in winter, the ground is frozen and hard, making it difficult to dig. However, the underground is warmer and drier, making it very suitable for digging tunnels.
These tunnels can not only avoid life-saving situations at critical moments, but can even expand several cellars, which can be used to store tuber grains in winter.
Jiang Xuan held a torch and walked through the newly dug tunnel. When he encountered places that were prone to collapse, he wrote them down and reminded the tunnel diggers to reinforce them.
After coming out of the tunnel, Jiang Xuan muttered with a weird expression: "The good Vine Tribe has dug so many tunnels, and it's almost turning into a Bamboo Rat Tribe..."
However, there is nothing we can do about it. Who makes the Vine Tribe so weak?
It doesn’t look good if you often dig into tunnels, but it’s enough to save your life.
In the future, when the tribe becomes stronger, there will be no need to hide here and there all day long.
Before the tribe becomes strong, just be obscene, it is better than being wiped out.
After checking the tunnel, Jiang Xuan walked outside the bamboo house, only to find someone digging a hole on the hillside not far from the bamboo house. He walked over curiously.
"What are you busy with?"
Jiang Xuan knows this man. His name is Dajiao. He is a young man in his twenties. He has an ordinary appearance and is usually taciturn. He is very hardworking at work.
When Dajiao heard Jiang Xuan's voice, he turned around quickly and said uneasily: "Chief, I'm not lazy. I just finished eating and everyone hasn't started working yet."
Jiang Xuan waved his hand and said: "Don't be nervous, I didn't say you were lazy, I just came over to see what you were doing."
Dajiao felt relieved, pointed to the earth hole that had been dug half a meter deep, and said: "I want to dig a big hole here."
"What are you digging a hole for?"
Dajiao hesitated for a moment, then plucked up the courage and said, "I want to use it to raise insects."
"Raising bugs?"
Jiang Xuan was quite surprised by Dajiao's statement.
"Yes, I want to raise some big bugs that can be eaten. I just come back from work and throw some leaves and grass for them to eat."
Dajiao became more and more excited as he talked, and his voice became a little excited: "I have observed that some bugs like damp places, so I plan to dig a big hole and keep these bugs in it."
"Insects are easy to raise, and you don't need to spend a lot of time taking care of them. If everything goes well, it won't be long before the tribe can eat the insects I raise."
After Jiang Xuan heard Dajiao's words, his eyes suddenly lit up. This guy's idea is great!
In fact, what Jiang Xuan always thought was that after the planting was successful, the tribe would have more food, and then start the breeding industry.
Because even if you raise a rabbit, you still need to eat a lot of plants every day.
You can't feed many animals just by cutting the grass near the tribe.
Only by carrying out large-scale planting, and then relying on the vegetable leaves, roots and other parts that some people do not eat, plus the plants on the mountains, can we supply the needs for breeding.
To be continued...