In the middle of the Southern Wilderness, by the South River, there is the Mountain Turtle Tribe.
"Unexpectedly, not long after we arrived in the central region, before we had time to take revenge, the red ant tribe disappeared."
The mountain beetle was sitting by the river channel created by the Turtle God, looking at the sparkling river water, with some emotion and some loss in his eyes, and his expression was very complicated.
Ever since Jiang Xuan told him the news, Shanjia has had insomnia because before they could take action, the enemy collapsed on its own, as if a punch had hit cotton, which was very uncomfortable.
"The leader is wrong."
The shaman of the Mountain Turtle Tribe slowly walked over: "Although the members of the Red Ant Tribe have defected, the Red Ant God is still there, and so are the giant red ants. The remains of the old Turtle God are still in the ant nest, waiting for them.
Let us go and get it back."
"The current situation is very favorable to us. The Black Ant God who once besieged our Mountain Turtle Tribe has fallen, and the inheritance of the Red Ant Tribe has been cut off. We no longer have to worry about the Red Ant Tribe suddenly attacking us."
"As long as we persevere and develop the tribe, sooner or later we can destroy the ant nest, welcome back the remains of the Old Turtle God, and let the name of the Mountain Turtle Tribe resound throughout the entire Southern Wilderness!"
Shan Jia cheered up and said: "The witch is right. If the old Turtle God's remains are not welcomed back and the ant nest is not destroyed, our Shan Jia tribe will never be able to hold its head high. We must redouble our efforts to develop in the future.
Become a big tribe again as soon as possible!"
The Shangui tribe's witch nodded with a smile. With goals and pressure, the people of the tribe can be better united and develop faster, instead of settling for the status quo or even falling into internal strife after meeting basic needs.
This is the tribal governance experience imparted to him by the previous shaman.
Shan Jia stood up and said with high spirits: "Witch, the progress of land reclamation is a bit slow during this period, I will go and hurry up."
"Go ahead."
The shaman of the Mountain Turtle Tribe looked at the figure of the Mountain Turtle striding toward the wasteland with his head held high and his chest high. He finally nodded with satisfaction and went back to do his own business.
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"Crack, crackle, crackle..."
At sunset, in the dense forest, more than six thousand members of the original red ant tribe gathered around piles of bonfires, baking various foods.
However, compared to the huge number of people, the food they harvested was too little, and there was no way to fill everyone's stomachs.
"Chief, we lost dozens of warriors while hunting the wild boars today, and the prey we caught was not enough to eat, and we have already run out of salt. What will we do if this continues?"
The hunting leader had a sad look on his face. Although they were numerous and had an advantage when hunting, ordinary tribal hunting teams would not dare to provoke them easily when they saw them.
But after all, everyone has lost their totem power and can only rely on their stronger bodies and previous experience to hunt. Facing those fierce beasts in the forest, death and injury are inevitable.
Moreover, a large number of people means a large consumption of food. In the middle of winter, it is not an easy task to fill more than 6,000 mouths.
If they can't find a way out, these six thousand people are likely to die out bit by bit. So what's the point of them escaping from the red ant tribe?
Gu Li was sitting by the campfire with a conspicuous scar on his face. Although his eyes looked determined, his heart was actually in a state of confusion.
Leading so many people to survive in the forest was much more stressful than he imagined, and he even felt out of breath.
After a long silence, Gu Li said: "I heard that there is a vine tribe from the north not far from this forest. They specialize in producing various goods and are very popular among the tribes in the central region."
"Because of the lack of manpower, the Vine tribe usually gives some unfinished goods to tourists to help them make them, and uses a golden knife as reward."
The leader of the hunting team frowned slightly and said doubtfully: "But what we need is food, what's the use of a golden knife?"
Gu Li explained: "That kind of golden knife is a very popular commodity in the Vine Tribe. It is said that with a golden knife, you can trade any goods in the Vine Tribe, including the food and salt we urgently need."
The leader of the hunting team asked again: "But if there are so many of us, will we be regarded as intruders by the Vine Tribe if we rush there? Moreover, I don't know how many goods the Vine Tribe makes for those tourists every day, even if we snatch them all and make them
, and how many people can it support?"
Gu Li said with a sad face: "This is exactly what worries me. It would be nice if someone could negotiate with the Vine Tribe first and understand the situation."
At this moment, Qie Ye, who had been silent all this time, said, "Maybe I can try it."
"you?"
Gu Li looked at his son in surprise. The experience during this period of time made Qie Ye look much more mature, but he was too young after all. Could he really do it?
Qieye said: "I once met a leader of the Vine Tribe. He said he came from the north. My father just said that the Vine Tribe also came from the north. Maybe they are the same tribe."
Gu Li said in surprise: "If it's really like what you said, that would be great."
At the moment, Gu Li arranged five relatively strong and clever warriors for Qie Ye, and asked them to set off tomorrow to go to the Teng tribe to inquire about the situation.
If the person Qie Ye knows is really the leader of the Vine Tribe, then of course it would be best. If not, it is important to find out the situation in the Vine Tribe clearly and not make this trip in vain.
Early the next morning, Qie Ye and his group of six people set off immediately and walked downstream along the dense forest along the river to the Vine Tribe.
One day later, they first arrived near the frog tribe and saw some colorful giant frogs with their own eyes.
Later, they passed near the territory of the Mountain Turtle Tribe and saw many giant mountain turtles that were so huge that they could carry people up mountains and down rivers.
Finally, they came to the territory of the Vine Tribe.
Here, they saw huge wooden boats, extremely tall vine walls, vine tribe warriors riding various ferocious birds and beasts, and a bustling tourist gathering area.
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When Qie Ye saw the totem pattern of the Vine Tribe, he was immediately sure that this was the tribe Jiang Xuan belonged to.
His mood was both exciting and emotional, and there was even some hidden loneliness.
The prosperity and strength of the Vine Tribe is in sharp contrast to their current situation. Will the leader of the Vine Tribe miss his former friendship? Will he think highly of him who has become a tourist?
Qie Ye didn't feel confident at all and was in a state of confusion.
Even so, thinking that many tribesmen were still waiting for news from him, Qieye could only grit his teeth and walk to the door of the tall vine wall, asking the vine tribe warriors to see Jiang Xuan.
"My name is Qie Ye. I come from the ant tribe and am an old friend of your leader Xuan. Please inform me."
"Ant tribe? Friend of the leader?"
The soldier responsible for guarding the door looked at Qie Ye in surprise, but did not dare to be careless. He asked him to wait outside the door for a while, and then immediately reported it to the police.
Soon, Shi Loach, who was also the leader of the guard of the new territory of the Vine Tribe, found out about this.
"Are they from the Red Ant Tribe? Why are they looking for the leader?"
Shi Loach thought for a while and finally decided to inform Jiang Xuan first. After all, the other party was here for Jiang Xuan.
"Ant tribe, cutting leaves..."
Jiang Xuan muttered something, and immediately thought of the young man from the Red Ant Tribe, and the collective defection of the Red Ant Tribe members, and felt that the other party might have encountered some difficulties.
Jiang Xuan affirmed: "He is indeed my friend, please invite him in."
"Yes, leader."
Shi Loach hurriedly left Jiang Xuan's house, then walked to the gate and personally invited Qie Ye and others into the Teng tribe.
When Qie Ye entered the vine wall, he was shocked by the clean environment, wide roads, neat buildings, and all kinds of new things of the vine tribe. Thinking of the lives of the tribesmen, he actually felt something in his heart.
Some inferiority complex.
Not only Qie Ye, but also the five warriors accompanying him. Although they had a relatively hard life in the Red Ant Tribe, they still had a reputation as a member of the big tribe. When they went out, they felt a little proud when facing other tribes.
But now, after seeing the prosperity of the Vine Tribe, I suddenly found that my previous pride was not worth mentioning, and there was a huge gap in my heart.