The continuous mountains rise and fall on the plateau, changing into different shapes, as if they were made by the Mother Earth. The mountains change the wind direction on the plateau and also affect the flow of streams. When the cold north wind is blocked by the mountains, the climate changes.
It gets warm; when the mountain streams converge into small lakes in the valleys, the soil becomes moist. In warm and moist places, cherished small pieces of fertile soil will be formed. In the endless wilderness of the North, this is what the tribes fight for.
Settlements.
Amosi and the scouts climbed the two-hundred-meter-high hill along the narrow mountain road. He looked around and saw two mountains hundreds of meters high extending parallel from east to west and closing closely together in the north and south, forming a two-dimensional chain.
Thirty miles long mountain valley. A winding river follows the direction of the mountains and winds from the east. More streams merge into the river in the valley, bringing the source of life to all things.
“What a wonderful place!”
Amosi stood on a high place, looking at the precious green areas by the river, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Oh, this is the Red Fox Valley, of course it is a good place! Our Red Fox tribe is one of the most powerful tribes, and naturally it occupies the best fertile land!"
Ivican grinned. In the entire Parmus State, the mountain valley in front of him is the second most fertile land after the surroundings of Parmus City.
Naturally, good places in the wilderness will not be empty. Along the long river, there are hundreds of huts, shacks, and farmland close to the river. Before the southern invasion, there were more than 20,000 Austrians.
The Tomi people settled here and established a small Otomi city-state.
When the canine descendants went south, they divided into many roads. This large fertile land was quickly spotted by Otuwa of the Red Fox tribe. Otuwa attracted the "Red Frog" and "Red Frog" who were ranked last among the eight tribes.
"Red Cat". The three tribes then joined forces and captured this fertile land.
Next, the territory was allocated according to strength. The Red Fox Tribe occupied the small town in the center of the valley, the Red Cat Tribe occupied the river entrance to the east, and the Red Frog Tribe occupied the valley exit to the west. As for the local Otomi residents, except for those who could escape
There were almost three to four thousand people, and most of the rest were slaughtered, leaving only two thousand serfs who were good at farming.
"Oh, the land in the south is very fertile, and the food is growing really well! The pumpkins have already started to be harvested, but the corn will have to wait for another month. This time, Chief Otua asked us to plant more early-maturing pumpkins and less late-maturing corn.
The soldiers were secretly complaining at first... Now it seems that Chief Fox is just an old fox, much smarter than us!"
In the center of the valley, large areas of pumpkins were ripe, and thousands of tribesmen and serfs were harvesting them. Seeing this, Iwekan laughed happily. He looked at the corn fields in the east and west valleys again, and curled his lips.
"Chief Red Cat is a stupid cat, and Chief Red Frog is a stupid toad! The Cactus Tribe's army is currently stationed eighty miles to the southeast, and they don't know when they will come over. They are guarding such a large area of unripe cornfields.
, I really want to fight but I’m afraid I won’t be able to fight, and I want to leave but I can’t. It’s really a dilemma!”
Hearing this, Amosi's heart moved. He approached his friend and asked in a low voice.
"Iweikan, you often go to the chief's longhouse and report military information to the chief. You are a wise man! In this situation, what are the plans of the chiefs of the three major tribes?"
Listening to his friend's compliment, Iwekan laughed proudly. Then, he scratched his head in distress.
"This has been discussed for many days, and I don't understand the chiefs' plan. The leader of Otua ordered the tribal warriors to pack their bags and be ready to retreat at any time. But listening to what the three chiefs said during the conversation, it seems that they still want to fight with
Let’s have a chance encounter in the south. There are so many ordinary tribes gathered right now. We are outnumbered and relying on the terrain of the valley, I feel that we can still make a fight, at least until the corn in the valley is harvested before leaving!”
Amosi thought for a while and nodded in agreement. He looked at the dozen tribal flags flying in the valley, as well as the tens of thousands of tribesmen. The noisy voices filled the valley and fell into his ears.
Being able to hear it inexplicably gives people a little more confidence.
As the Cactus tribe moved north, many Guakili tribes retreated to the north and gradually gathered together. In Parmus State, surrounding the rich fertile land, two large-scale tribal centers have now appeared.
One is in Palms City, nearly a hundred miles away in the northeast, headed by the most powerful Red Dog tribe. There are five large tribes and dozens of ordinary tribes, and it is estimated that there should be more than 60,000 tribesmen. The other is
Everywhere is the Red Fox Valley. Led by the second most powerful Red Fox tribe, there are three large tribes, more than a dozen ordinary tribes, and at least more than 30,000 tribesmen.
"Well, if all the tribes in the valley are mobilized, they should be able to gather more than 10,000 men who can fight, and strong women can also help with defense. With this kind of advantageous terrain, as long as each tribe guards the mouth of the valley, they can always last until the corn harvest.
when!"
Amosi comforted himself while looking around. There are continuous mountains in the north and south of the valley. There are only a few narrow mountain roads like the one at the foot, which is difficult for the army to pass. There are two steep valley mouths in the southeast and northwest of the valley, which are barely allowed.
Two hundred people passed side by side. As long as we relied on the terrain and guarded a few valley entrances, we should be able to fight, right?
The two of them were preoccupied and looked at the valley below, trying to piece together some confidence. They had both seen the cactus tribe fighting at close range. Although the opponent's bows and arrows were powerful, if they attacked the valley entrance from above, the power of the shot would be offset by the terrain, making it difficult to defeat them.
Thick-skinned warriors can also respond with powerful stone throws.
After a while, Amosi forced a smile.
"Iweikan, this reconnaissance has not changed from a few days ago. The cactus tribe's legion is still stationed eighty miles southeast to rest. It is estimated that they do not have a lot of food, and it is not certain whether they can fight...
If there is nothing serious, I will go back to the tribe first!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Well, I will go and report to the chief first. When I am free in the evening, I will eat meat with you! Oh, I also call your daughter who is an excellent archer.
!I still have some agouti meat in stock. I’ll grill it and eat it with fresh pumpkin. It’s delicious!”
"Okay! Alan's shooting skills have surpassed mine, and only you can give her some pointers!"
"Okay! Oh, in two years, Alan will be able to dye his hair red! I really envy you!"
The two of them beat each other's chests and said goodbye. Iwekan led the red fox scouts along the narrow mountain path, over the hills to the north, and returned to the center of the valley. Amosi led several tribesmen.
Scout, follow the mountains to the west and go to the valley mouth in the northwest.
Everyone headed west, away from the center of the densely populated valley. As a vassal tribe of the Red Fox Tribe, the Amosi tribe was naturally unable to settle in the fertile valley. They were assigned outside the valley mouth in the northwest, relying on the remaining veins of the mountains.
The location is further north.
This is the lower reaches of the river. The small river has gradually dried up here, and only a small piece of fertile soil has been infiltrated by the river. The fertile soil has been reclaimed into farmland, and small patches of pumpkins and corn have been planted. Hundreds of tribal people are working hard in the fields, harvesting
Pumpkin. A low thatched shed was built on the edge of the farmland, close to the nearby hills. Many semi-burrows were dug out in the lower part of the hills to save wood and grass for building the shed.
A sparse wooden fence surrounds the farmland and hills, outlining an ordinary tribal camp. Hundreds of tribal warriors are guarding the camp, and a red crow flag is planted at the camp gate.
"Red Crow" tribe, this is Amosi's home. Seeing this barren camp, Amosi breathed a sigh of relief. He led the scouts towards the camp gate, and the tribal soldiers who were on guard came to him one after another.
Bow and salute.
Amosi nodded calmly, maintaining the majesty of the red-haired warrior. He was about to walk towards the longhouse in the center of the tribe, when he saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old dog-born girl trotting towards him.
The running girl has a resolute expression, a strong body, and moves as nimble as a cheetah. She wears a tight-fitting short-sleeved cloth armor, carries a small fir hunting bow behind her, and hangs on her waist an obsidian dagger that is rare in the tribe.
.The delicate handle of the dagger is engraved with three unknown square symbols and a mysterious black wolf head.
