The emergence of the Great Rift Valley has caused the groundwater level in the northwest of the Southern Wilderness to drop crazily, leading to the frequent occurrence of natural disasters such as earthquakes and droughts.
"Huhu..."
The nard tree rides on the wild bird and walks on the dry ground. Most of the color is withered and yellow to the eye, with only a few tenacious green plants dotting it.
Behind him, there were also seven or eight soldiers from the planting team, who were also riding wild birds, and together with the nard, they endured the boredom caused by the high temperature and boring.
As I walked, a green plant appeared in front of me. Although it was relatively short, it looked so different among a bunch of withered and yellow plants.
"Go and have a look."
Gan Song pointed at the plant, clamped his legs gently, and the wild bird immediately moved towards the plant.
After arriving at the plant, Gan Song jumped off the back of the wild bird, then squatted down to check the growth status of the plant.
This is a shrub, about one meter high, with a very short main trunk. Most of the branches growing upward are needle-shaped leaves, but they are larger and flatter than pine needles.
"Dig out part of its root system and take a look."
Gan Song only has one arm and cannot do very delicate work, so he can only let the few soldiers behind him do it for him.
One of the soldiers held a bronze shovel and immediately stepped forward, carefully digging up the soil and digging out some of the roots.
The roots of this plant are very long, penetrate deeply into the ground, and grow very densely.
"Yes, the roots are thick and deep. It is a good drought-tolerant plant."
Gansong was quite satisfied with this plant, but it was summer now, which was not a good season for transplanting, so he had someone make a few marks nearby and wait until next spring to dig it out again.
Ever since Jiang Ze assigned the task of preventing sandstorms and preventing soil desertification to Gan Song, he has been looking for various drought-tolerant plants every day, and has found more than ten kinds so far.
When the time is right for transplanting, he will lead people to transplant all these drought-tolerant plants to the northwest of the Vine Tribe, and cultivate them on a large scale, eventually forming a green barrier to prevent the desert of the Western Wilderness from continuing to spread here. p>
After making the marks, Gan Song and others continued to move forward, looking for new drought-tolerant plants.
……
By the Feiyu River, in the newly opened wasteland of the Teng tribe.
"Whoever dares to run away again will end up like him!"
Shui Cang hung an escaped prisoner on a tree and stabbed him twice in the thigh with a bronze knife!
Blood dripped down, staining the newly cultivated soil and weeds red.
In order to control these four to five hundred rebellious prisoners, Shui Cang had already killed five people. He felt that his heart was getting harder and colder.
As the new leader of the planting team, Shui Cang felt for the first time how difficult it was to secure this position, which even made him feel on pins and needles.
Not long ago, Jiang Xuan handed over this reed field to him along with nearly 500 of the most difficult-to-manage prisoners, and asked him to lead these prisoners to open up wasteland and cultivate land.
At first he was full of confidence, but as time went by, he felt more and more difficult, because these prisoners were so difficult to manage, and they would cause some trouble if they were not careful.
Those who ran away, those who made trouble, those who cheated and cheated... All kinds of things made Shui Cang feel exhausted mentally and physically, as if the whole world was against him. It even made him want to give up his position as leader and return to the tribe to farm.
Impulse.
However, he is a capable person after all.
After going through the initial complex and difficult psychological process, he began to truly think like a leader.
At the same time, he kept asking himself, the leader has taken in so many captives over the years, why can the leader treat those prisoners so well but not him?
After the crowd of onlookers dispersed, Shui Cang looked at the fresh land that had just been opened up and said to himself: "The leader once said that if the prisoners are disobedient, then kill a group, beat a group, and win over a group, and use them
Let’s use our own people to manage them.”
This sentence was like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day, shining into Shui Cang's heart and making him suddenly enlightened.
He looked up at the dying prisoner hanging on the tree, and then at the prisoner not far away who was working reluctantly, and said to himself: "I think I know what to do."
Shui Cang's eyes gradually became firm, and he strode towards the prisoners who were clearing the wasteland, and found some of them who were usually bullied by others, and pulled them into a room to have a heart-to-heart talk.
In the house, Shui Cang divided all the prisoners into five brigades and fifty squads, making these people captains and giving them certain rights to allocate resources.
Someone asked: "What if someone doesn't listen to us?"
Others nodded, because they are usually the ones who are bullied, and if they are suddenly asked to take care of others, it is estimated that not many people will listen to them.
Shui Cang said calmly: "Don't you want to take revenge after being bullied for so long? If someone disobeys, then beat them until they do."
The man asked again: "What about their resistance? We can't defeat so many people."
"If anyone dares to resist, the warriors of our Vine Tribe will support you. What are you afraid of?"
Shui Cang's words finally reassured those people. Although they were still a little scared, the mentality of revenge had begun to grow.
People who have been bullied in daily life will definitely retaliate a hundredfold once they gain power, and they will be extremely cruel.
In the evening of that day, Shui Cang gathered all the prisoners and announced the division into teams.
When the prisoners saw that the people they usually bullied turned out to be in charge of them, they immediately went crazy. They cursed loudly and vented their dissatisfaction.
However, what awaited them was the ruthless suppression of more than a hundred Teng tribe warriors, who beat these people to the ground.
When the new captains and squad captains saw this scene, they suddenly became excited and joined the ranks of the beaters, and they struck harder.
From this day on, most of the captives' hatred towards the Vine tribe was transferred, and those cruel and merciless fellow tribesmen became their new targets of hatred.
Shui Cang, who had always felt that management was difficult, suddenly felt relaxed, because the captains and squad captains knew the prisoners very well, and any trouble could not escape their eyes.
The efficiency of land reclamation suddenly increased, and the number of sneaky people suddenly decreased. The new planting land of the Vine Tribe was expanding outward almost every day.
……
Vine tribe, altar.
Jiang Xuan got a piece of news from the Vine God, that is, with the expansion of the rat tribe in the central part of the Southern Wilderness, the surrounding tribes began to attack them again. If it weren't for the clone of the Vine God to scare them, I'm afraid the rat tribe would have once again
Destroyed.
"It seems that we have to go to the central part. We can't let the rat tribe continue to mess around like this."
The Rat Tribe is an important chess piece prepared by Jiang Xuan for the Vine Tribe's forces to enter the central part of the Southern Wilderness. It must not be lost easily.
Jiang Xuan saluted the altar: "Vine God, I would like to ask you to take more care of the tribe. I will go to the central part of the Southern Wilderness."
"Go ahead."
Shindo only responded with two words, concise and powerful.
Jiang Xuan returned to his place of residence. After preparing his things, he explained the affairs of the tribe and then went to the bamboo forest courtyard to say goodbye to Chi Shao.
"Sister, please pay more attention when I'm not in the tribe."
Chi Shao nodded, then walked into the room, took out a few boxes of witchcraft medicine, and stuffed them into Jiang Ze's hand.
"Xuan, these witch medicines are newly refined by me. Some are for healing, some for curing diseases, and some are poisons... I have marked their uses on the bottles. You can bring them all, maybe you can use them."
"Thank you sister, I'll leave now. If everything goes well, I'll be back soon."
Jiang Xuan accepted the witch medicine, then turned and left.
Chi Shao walked to the door, watched Jiang Xuan walk out of the yard, and then gradually withdrew her gaze. In her yard, various magical plants were fluttering in the wind.
Before leaving, Jiang Xuan went to the planting team and the breeding team respectively, and asked for two experienced warriors who were willing to go to the Rat Tribe. Then he took these two warriors back to his yard and brought all their luggage.
and weapons.
Then, he led the two soldiers to the large open space outside the yard and took out a bone whistle.
"Woo chirp..."
A loud and melodious bone whistle sounded, and the sound waves spread in circles into the distance.
"Yier..."
Not long after, a bird's song sounded like gold and stone, and then, a huge and fierce bird flew over from the distant hilltop, its purple feathers shining in the sun.
"Winter!"
The vicious bird landed on the ground, its terrifying claws dug eight deep holes in the ground, and its huge wings kicked up a burst of dust.
This ferocious bird is none other than Tangyuan. At this time, it is close to adulthood, with a wingspan of 60 meters, which is astonishingly huge.
Tangyuan put one of its wings on the ground and crawled down.
Jiang Xuan took his weapons and luggage and climbed up on Tangyuan's broad back along his wings. The two soldiers also climbed up with their things tremblingly.
"Let's go, let's go to the central part!"
Jiang Xuan patted the purple feathers on Tangyuan's neck.
"Huhuhu..."
Tangyuan stood up, spread its wings and ran forward for a few steps, then suddenly flapped its wings and quickly flew up.
"Yier..."
The glutinous rice balls circled twice over the Vine Tribe, and then flew towards the central part of the Southern Wilderness.
"Moo..."
Among the tribe, the black wind rhinoceros Yueya who was eating grass roared into the sky, obviously dissatisfied with Jiang Xuan for not taking it out again.
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But there is no way, who made it not have wings?
……
At this time, the rat tribe in the central part of the Southern Wilderness had just finished a big battle. Two demigod giant rats were injured, and many members of the tribe suffered casualties.
Fortunately, Shen Teng's clone was there, forcing the opponent's totem god back at the critical moment. Otherwise, the two demigod giant rats alone might have invaded the tribe's residence again.
"Huh...huh..."
The squirrel sat on the open space in the center of the tribe, his wound still bleeding, but he didn't care.
He looked at the corpses of the tribesmen carried back in front, and felt extremely heartbroken, because the population of the Rat Tribe was already small, and if the fighting continued like this, even if the Rat Tribe was not exterminated, it would be difficult to survive here. p>