After Jiang Xuan returned to the tribe, he only stayed in the tribe for three days.
After confirming that the tribe was still stable, he immediately rode the purple eagle to the Shangui Tribe and informed the leader and shaman of the Shangui Tribe of the situation in the central area.
In the wooden house, the firewood in the firepit made popping sounds from time to time, and the flames were rising and falling. The expressions on the faces of Shanjia and Wu, the leaders of the Shangui tribe, were also reflected in the firelight.
Jiang Xuan was minding his own business, holding a skewer of barbecue and eating quietly without making a sound, waiting for them to make a decision.
Do you want to go back? Go back to the middle of the country where resources are abundant but competition is equally fierce, and where our ancestors once lived.
Both Shanjia and Wu were struggling. Although they had thought about it countless times and said they wanted to move back to the central part of the country and their ancestral homeland, when the day actually came, they still couldn't make up their minds immediately.
After all, they have lived in the north for too long, and their life is relatively stable now. Moving to the central part will be fatal, and even if they are not careful, the tribe may die because of it.
Of course, once they successfully establish a foothold in the central part of the country, the Mountain Turtle Tribe in the future will be far more powerful and rich in resources than it is today.
At the critical moment, a loud voice rang out among the Shangui tribe: "Aren't we always longing for this day? Return to our ancestral land, return to the place where our ancestors once lived."
When this voice sounded, the hesitation in the hearts of the shamans and Shanjia of the Shangui Tribe suddenly disappeared.
Yes, that is the place they want to go back to day and night. It is the place where countless ancestors have lived. Why do they hesitate now?
The mountain turtle tribe shaman stood up, tried his best to straighten his stooped back, pointed tremblingly towards the middle, and said firmly: "Go back!"
The mountain armor also stood up, clenched his hands into fists, and said excitedly: "Go back!"
Jiang Xuan on the side showed a smile on his face: "I wish you can return to your ancestral land as soon as possible and regain the glory of most of the mountain turtles!"
The mountain beetle nodded heavily, and then hit the thick tortoise shell on its chest several times with its fist, making a loud banging sound.
After the leader and the shaman made this important decision, they immediately summoned all the tribe members in front of the altar, even the giant turtles.
When everyone arrived, the Shangui tribe shaman stepped onto the altar step by step with a cane.
Behind him is the Turtle God, who is as huge as a hill and half-lurking in the lake. In front of him are the more than 2,000 members of the Mountain Turtle Tribe and hundreds of giant turtles.
The Shangui tribe shaman felt his heart surge, his wrinkled face became rosy, and his whole person was in a state of excitement that he had not seen for a long time.
He threw away his crutches, stood up straight, faced all the members of the Mountain Turtle Tribe, and shouted loudly: "A long time ago, our Mountain Turtle Tribe was a large tribe, living in the rich central part of the Southern Wilderness, where there were rivers.
There is endless food in lakes and forests!”
"But then, the despicable ant tribe and some accomplices ruined it all!"
"They killed our people, took away our territory, our houses and food, and even the ancestor gods fell because they protected us from evacuation!"
"This great hatred has never been forgotten by the successive witches of the Mountain Turtle Tribe. Everyone is looking forward to the day when the Mountain Turtle Tribe can return to the central part, regain our territory, kill our enemies, and rebuild a powerful Mountain Turtle Tribe!"
A witch is the spiritual leader of a tribe and a person who is extremely good at inspiring people.
When he yelled these words at the top of his lungs, the emotions of almost all the people in the Mountain Turtle Tribe were aroused.
Although they have never experienced what their ancestors experienced, they still inherited the glory and hatred of their ancestors, and at the same time yearned for the fertile land where their ancestors lived.
Their faces flushed, they clenched their fists, their blood boiled, and even the totem patterns on their bodies quietly emerged.
The Shangui tribe shaman shouted while the iron was hot: "We have been waiting in this barren place for so many years just for a chance to return to our ancestral land. Now, the opportunity has come!"
"We will follow the Vine Tribe back to the central part, to the place where our ancestors once lived, to destroy the former enemies, and to rebuild a powerful Mountain Turtle Tribe!"
"Ancestors are waiting for us!"
After the witchcraft was shouted, all the Shangui tribe members below were excited.
The mountain armor raised the stone spear, all the totem patterns on his body lit up, and he shouted loudly: "Return to the ancestral land!"
"Return to the ancestral land! Return to the ancestral land! Return to the ancestral land..."
All the Shangui tribe members shouted at the top of their lungs, creating a wave of sound that frightened the birds in several nearby mountains and flew them into the distance as if they were fleeing.
The morale of the Shangui tribe has been boosted, and the next step is the complicated migration matter.
Although it is still winter, tribal migration is a very complicated event that requires preparation at least several months or even half a year in advance.
Under the arrangements of the shamans and leaders of the Shangui tribe, the entire Shangui tribe began to prepare for the migration. Food, clothing, weapons, and all kinds of things that may be used on the road must be prepared in advance.
The Shangui Tribe began to make preparations, and Jiang Xuan did not stay here long. He returned to the Teng Tribe in a glutinous rice ball.
The purpose of encouraging the Mountain Turtle Tribe to move to the central part is just to increase the controllable power of the Vine Tribe in the central part. If you really want to gain a foothold in the central part, you have to rely on yourself.
Therefore, after returning to the Vine Tribe, Jiang Xuan immediately summoned all the leaders of the Vine Tribe to the meeting hall.
"Crack, crackle, crackle..."
In the center of the room, the fire in the firepit burned brightly, bringing warmth to the entire spacious meeting hall.
Jiang Xuan, Red Peony Root, Uncaria Uncaria, Stone Loach and others sat around the fire pit, so that they could discuss matters while keeping warm.
After everyone sat down, Jiang Xuan was the first to speak: "We have been summoned this time to discuss the matter of our Vine Tribe entering the central part of the Southern Wilderness."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hearing this sentence, the various leaders in the meeting hall had different expressions. Some looked indifferent, some frowned slightly, and some looked excited.
A considerable number of them do not want to go to the distant central part at all, because in their opinion, life is already very stable and prosperous now, so why should they risk going to the remote central part?
However, Jiang Xuan's status in the tribe is too high, and his strength far exceeds that of everyone else. Even if they have different opinions, no one dares to say it in front of him.
Jiang Xuan took in everyone's expressions. He had been mentally prepared for this situation, and his mentality was not affected at all.
Jiang Xuan continued unhurriedly:
"Since the Great Rift Valley appeared in the north, the environment here has become worse and worse, and various natural disasters have been increasing. It is difficult for food crops to have a good harvest like before."
"Coupled with the loss of powerful enemies, some of our tribesmen are content with the status quo and are gradually becoming lazy. If this continues, it will be difficult for our Vine Tribe to maintain the status quo, let alone become stronger."
After hearing these words, the leaders all lowered their heads thoughtfully.
The environment has deteriorated and the people have become lazy. These problems are obvious, and they can't think of a good way to solve them.
Changes in the climate environment cannot be changed by humans.
Another thing that is difficult to change is human laziness.
When the food in the tribe is sufficient, the tribesmen are no longer hungry, and there are no threats from strong enemies from outside, some people will inevitably become lazy and lead others to become lazy as well.
Jiang Xuan knew very well that the current stability of the Vine Tribe was only temporary, and there were still many potential major crises, so he did not want to rashly change the tribe's distribution method.
Since the distribution method cannot be changed, the only option is to change the lazy and unconscious people into a dangerous environment so that they can regain their sense of crisis and work hard for survival.
Allowing some people to enter the central region to expand territory is obviously a suitable method.
Jiang Xuan glanced at everyone and said: "The central part is a good place. It is not only flatter and wider than where we live now, but there is no long winter and there is more food."
"The seeds of many of the vegetables and grains we grow now come from central China."
"If the Vine Tribe wants to survive better, we can't just stick to this place. We must open up more fields and farms in the central part to provide us with more food and meat."
"Only in this way can we feed more tribesmen, become stronger, and no longer be regarded as objects of robbery by other tribes."
The leaders were finally persuaded by Jiang Xuan and nodded one after another, and some even showed yearning looks.
At this moment, Jiang Xuan took out another stone-like object and held it high.
That's a piece of brown iron ore!
"I got this thing from the warriors of the Bamboo Rat tribe in the central part of the country. It's called iron ore."
"Even though it looks inconspicuous, if there is enough iron ore, we can use it to make steel."
"Everyone is familiar with weapons and tools made of bronze, but I want to tell you that weapons and tools made of steel are stronger, more durable and sharper than those made of bronze!"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the leaders of the Vine Tribe stood up one after another. Their eyes instantly became extremely hot as they looked at the piece of iron ore!
For tribal people, weapons and tools are the foundation of their lives, and good materials are the top priority.
When the bronze wares appeared, they were already shocked. Now, Jiang Xuan told them that there is a material that is better than bronze, how could they not be excited?
At that moment, all the leaders quickly unified their opinions and agreed to send part of the tribe to the central part to open up territory and actively participate in it.
Jiang Xuan was very satisfied with their performance. Although he could forcibly suppress all objections, many problems would arise within the tribe. When it came to executing various affairs, some leaders might not actively cooperate.
Only by letting them see the tangible benefits, and having a steady flow of benefits back to the tribe in the future, can a virtuous cycle be formed and everyone in the tribe actively participate in it. If you like this, please collect it: (www
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