The chief's camp was plain and simple, smelling of leather and herbs. The father and daughter sat on the ground, looking at a simple map, discussing the whereabouts of the tens of thousands of Red Crow tribesmen.
"Dad, how far is this big lake?"
Alan opened his eyes wide and looked at the large lake in the north of the map, where Amosi's finger landed, and his eyes flashed.
"Is it the huge lake we saw before when we conquered thousands of Bosalos tribes?"
"Yes! This lake is very big, more than seventy miles long from north to south, and more than ten miles wide from east to west. According to the name of the Bossaros people, it is called the 'Warrior's Lake'. And its location is about 30 miles away from us.
The camp is more than four hundred miles away!"
Amosi moved his fingers and drew a huge circle around Warrior Lake (now Ntas Lake, five or six hundred miles away from the U.S.-Mexico border).
"Alan, I asked the leader of the Bossaros tribe and sent Mozzi to check it out on the spot. To the east of Warrior Lake are hills, which can slightly block summer hurricanes. To the west of Warrior Lake, which is a hundred miles away, is the wasteland.
The boundary of the tribe. Hundreds of miles of towering mountains extending from north to south are natural barriers for the tribe. There are five or six rivers flowing down from the mountains and flowing eastward into Warrior Lake."
"For more than a hundred miles on the west, north, and south sides of the Great Lake, there is a large area of flat riverside fertile soil, suitable for growing corn, beans and pumpkins. And the Great Lake itself also produces a large number of fish and shrimp! ... As long as you occupy this
With a large lake, the Huastec people who are good at farming can cultivate farmland, and the wilderness tribes who are good at hunting can hunt animals and fish, and the tribes will not be short of food!"
Hearing this, Alan's eyes flashed. She recalled the scene around Warrior Lake. The vast lake was vast, the surface of the lake was sparkling, and the long river was meandering. The fish were jumping on the lake surface, and herds of deer were running among the long grass. It was indeed a beautiful place.
A fertile land, it is also the hunting ground of the Bossaros. Two years ago, five thousand Red Crow warriors went north to subdue the Bossaros and seize control of this hunting ground.
"Moved four hundred miles north to occupy the fertile land near the lake. Phew! We are getting further and further away from the Aztecs in the south!"
"That's right! We want to avoid the Mexica's sharp edges and operate with peace of mind in the Northland. This lake area is five hundred miles away from the Otter City of the Huastecs, a thousand miles away from the Mexica's Suiqiu City,
There are also 800 miles away from Palmus Valley City in the wilderness! But this road is blocked by jungles and mountains, sparsely populated, and logistically difficult. As long as we move here, neither the King of Mexica nor the Chief of Death will be able to catch us.
tail feathers!"
Amosi looked to the north with yearning in his eyes, and his expression was full of vicissitudes of life. He led the tribe to migrate all the way, experienced countless hardships and fights, and finally saw the opportunity to settle down.
"After wandering for six or seven years, traveling thousands of miles. Along the way, the Red Crow tribe finally found a fertile land in my hands to live and thrive!"
In order to avoid the cold wave, the Red Crow tribe followed one hundred thousand Guaquili descendants, seven hundred miles south from the depths of the Zacatecas wilderness, to occupy the land of the Otomi people. In the process, the originally loose Guaquili people
The tribes gradually became closer, tribal alliances began to appear, and they were familiar with large-scale fighting. They also came into contact with the stone city-states in the south, weapons and armor, city-state organizational forms, and more advanced farming technologies.
"The biggest expectation at that time was to settle down on the land of the Otomi people and cultivate farmland. There would be stable food every year, and there would be no need for brutal fighting between tribes. Chief Chichika wanted to establish a city-state and become a new alliance.
The leader of the gods!"
However, less than two seasons after they settled down, the army of the Kingdom of the Death Chief came northward. After several magnificent battles, the Death Chief defeated the Canine Alliance, killed the Chichica Chief, and forced the Red Crow tribe to east again.
escape.
"There are hundreds of scouts fighting in the endless wasteland. Tens of thousands of warriors are fighting in continuous battle formations. Wave after wave of warriors desperately attack the camp, and the terrifying wooden beasts make roaring noises and project
It shot out stone bullets and fireballs. And the boundless rain of fire that struck at night still often appears in my dreams to this day!"
As a scout of the coalition forces, Amosi was always on the front line, fighting against the army of the Death Chief. He saw battles involving tens of thousands of people, rain of fire in the sky, roaring wooden beasts, and even the sharpness of metal.
Axes and spears, and the thick leather and heavy armor of the Mexica people. Similarly, he also served as a personal guard of the chief of Chichica, following the chief's side, and learned the methods of controlling various ministries from the chief's every move.
, a plan to organize an army.
"Respectable Chief Chichika, you have indeed taught me a lot. But the situation is over, and I still have the important responsibilities of the tribe, so I cannot die for you..."
Thinking of the chieftain who died in the battle, Amosi sighed lowly, and the memory resurfaced again.
The Red Crow tribe took tens of thousands of dog tribes and moved 700 to 800 miles east from the Palms Valley. They arduously climbed over the 2,000-meter-high Sierra Madre Oriental Mountains and reached the lowlands and jungles of the Huastec people. When they fled the valley, they were still ten years old.
A combination of many surviving tribes. But after arriving in the lowlands, within a few months, they were integrated into one, becoming a large tribe of ten thousand people holding high the Red Crow flag!
"The next step is to grow rapidly! Just as the old chief Kakaro predicted, the vitality of the Guakili people is not in the wilderness, but in the east and north of the world!"
The newly born Red Crow Tribe has experienced so many conquests and tribulations, and has grown rapidly along the way. The resolute tribal leader, fierce and fierce tribal warriors, flexible and skillful fighting skills...The Red Crow Tribe's military force is very powerful for the weak surrounding people.
The Huastec city-state, as well as the loose hunting tribes in the north, were almost completely crushed. Through continuous learning, Amosi has also learned how to conquer the tribes in the north and south and integrate them under the banner of the Red Crow.
Come down and turn it into your own strength!
In just a few years, the Red Crow tribe has developed into a large tribe of more than 100,000 people in the Huastec land on the coast. Seventy-eight thousand Huastecs farm the tribe, and 30,000 to 40,000 wilderness dog descendants are the core of the force. Red Crow
The tribe attacks every year and never stops. Every year in late autumn, they attack south, plunder the grain after the autumn harvest, kidnap Huastec men and women, and tax remote tribes. Every year in early spring, they attack north and surrender.
The wasteland tribes, who were short of food, expanded their influence in the north and continued to collect intelligence from the north.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Alan, today, the Red Crow Tribe has a population of more than 100,000. It is a large tribe that has never appeared in the north! The tribe is so large that it must find a fertile land.
, completely settled down. And the area around Warrior Lake is the Red Crow Land that I chose!"
Amosi paused and said with a smile.
"Around this lake area, tens of thousands of tribal people for hunting and farming have been settled last year. Before the spring plowing in mid-May, I will move another 20,000 tribes north, mainly the Huastec people who are good at farming, to catch up with the spring plowing.
The tail of...Alan, my daughter, I will give you two thousand Red Crow warriors. And these tribes migrating north will be left to you to lead!"
"Ah? Give me 2,000 warriors and lead 20,000 tribesmen to the north?"
Hearing this, Alan's eyes showed surprise. She shook her head, feeling a little surprised but also a little uneasy.
"Dad, I have never led so many warriors, and I have never led so many tribes..."
"The divine heaven and earth are watching us! No one is born a leader, and no one can master the skills of marching, fighting, and leading an army without learning."
Amosi smiled, stretched out his hand to rub Alan's head, and expressed relief.
"Our chief in the wilderness has always been simple and straightforward. We only care about whether you can fight and do well! We will not use divinity and gods to deceive the tribe like the tribes in the south."
"Alan, you are the most outstanding red-haired hunter in the Red Crow tribe! Every time the tribe holds an archery competition, don't you always dominate the warriors of each tribe? With such archery skills, it is enough to convince the warriors!
What's more, you are still my daughter, Amoxi!...As for the arrangements and methods of leading the tribe, I will let your Uncle Moqi follow you and help you deal with it. You should also watch it and learn from it!"
"Daddy..."
Alan's bright eyes flashed, looking at the smiling father, and she didn't know what to say for a moment. She pursed her lips, thought for a while, and asked aloud.
"Two thousand warriors is not a small number. Dad, the Red Crow warriors directly under you are only four thousand. If you give me two thousand..."
The internal structure of the Red Crow Tribe is somewhat similar to that of the Canine Alliance in the Wasteland, but it is much closer. Under the Red Crow Chief, there are more than a dozen minor chiefs. Each chief has a tribe directly under him.
Warrior. In other words, although Amosi is the supreme leader of the entire tribe, he directly governs only one-third of the tribe.
"Haha! Alan, let me teach you personally. This migration of tribes is also a good opportunity to fully integrate and expand the Red Crow's direct subordinates! And the 20,000 tribes, as well as the 2,000 warriors you want to lead, will all be subordinated to direct subordinates and vassals.
They will be transferred from various ministries and will become your direct subordinates from now on!"
Having said this, Amosi became energetic. He confidently stretched out his hand, pointed to the south, and explained carefully.
"Look, the Mexica Alliance sent troops from Suiqiu City to the north to sweep away the various tribes in the mountains. The Death Chief sent troops from the western plateau and asked the red cat Mizli to come east along the river to put pressure on the various tribes! I let it go
These two armies are intimidating and intimidating in the land of Huastek, in order to create an atmosphere for all the ministries to move north, so that each ministry will seek my protection!"
"Ah! Dad, do you intend to do this?..."
Alan looked surprised. She tilted her head and looked at her father with a smile on his face. She suddenly wanted to put two red fox ears on him.
"That's right! The land of Huastec is quite rich, and the fields are well cultivated. Neither the wasteland tribes who have just moved here nor the Huastec people who have been settled here are willing to move north and start from scratch in the northern lake area."
Amosi touched his chin with a calm expression.
"I asked Zukata to take his officers to train Huastec warriors, and organized a spear battalion of two thousand people. In addition to the four thousand Red Crow warriors under my direct command, it is six thousand people.
Army! As a result of the transaction with Parmus Desert Valley City on the plateau, the tribe also obtained a large number of bronze weapons and leather armor, which were equipped for the army directly under my command."
"In the face of such force, all the surrendered vassal tribes have no strength to resist. And without my protection, the surrounding tribes and villages cannot resist the Mexica intrusion. The leaders of each tribe are coming one after another.
, begged the Red Crow Army to dispatch, and I revealed the news of the northward migration..."
"Next, tribes left their homeland and moved north one after another. When they arrived at the Warrior Lake area, they had to build villages and allocate land for reclamation... In this process of migration and settlement, we all occupied an absolutely dominant position and influenced
To ensure the survival of each tribe! Therefore, this is also the best opportunity for the Red Crow Tribe to integrate the scattered tribes and absorb them into one!"
"Ah? In the name of moving north, you can further hold all the ministries in the palm of your hand and absorb them into one?"
Hearing her father's story and plan, Alan opened her mouth wide with a look of disbelief. After a while, she reached out her hand and touched her father's ear.
"Dad, have you become a fox in the wilderness? Or have you been possessed by the vixen in this lake? How could you become so cunning..."
"Ahem!"
Hearing this, Amosi coughed twice in embarrassment and changed the subject. He continued to fumble on the map and pressed on the location one or two hundred miles north of Warrior Lake.
"Alan, look here!"
"Well, it's a hill?"
"Yes! This is the mountain range to the north of Warrior Lake. It is more than two hundred miles from east to west. It can slightly block the cold wave from going south. There are also rivers in the south of the mountain range, which can open up a piece of farmland."
As he spoke, Amosi's eyes flashed with a special look. He raised his voice and raised the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.
"However, more importantly... Battalion Commander Zukata and dozens of people from the south are sure that this is a copper mine that produces copper!"
"Ah? A copper mine that produces copper!"
Alan was startled, with excitement on his face. She had heard the rumors in the south and knew what copper was. There were also a few bronze arrows in the quiver on her back, which were only used when it was most important.
"Dad, are you saying that as long as this copper mine is excavated and copper materials are produced... our Red Crow tribe can also make strong metal weapons?"
"Well..."
Hearing this, the smile on Amosi's face froze. He shook his head and replied.
"This copper mine allows us to make copper wares. Copper wares can be used in daily life, for trade, and can also be used to make weapons with average hardness. But Zukata told me that the copper weapons given to us by the kingdom are
It’s a bronze made by the Prepecha people!”
"Bronze?"
Alan blinked. She had not asked Zukata about these details, and Chippawa did not know either.
"Yes! Bronze is made by smelting copper and another metal together."
At this point, Amosi frowned and sighed.
"Zukata said that another kind of metal is only mined in the Mexica Union and the Lake Kingdom. It is not produced in other parts of the world, or in other words, no one has discovered it. Of course, the northern continent is endless, and I have made it
Soldiers from all tribes pay attention to collecting special stones and minerals. The Red Crow tribe will always have a chance to obtain the real source of metal!"
