The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 315
The ninth year of the establishment of the Mang tribe, the first middle of spring.

"Kakkaka..."

The cold winter that lasted for five months has finally passed. Today, the sun is shining brightly, and the ice and snow are melting rapidly. In the Lobster River, as the water flow increases sharply, the ice layer in the center is getting thinner and finally shattered.

There were big gaps between the ice floes, and they collided with each other. After being washed by the water, the large pieces of ice floes gradually became smaller.

"Winter is over!"

On the city wall, the warriors of the Mang tribe shouted excitedly that this winter, which lasted for nearly half a year, was finally over.

Then, the whole tribe cheered. They had had enough of the snowy winter, they couldn't do anything, and they were always worried about not having enough food.

Well now, winter is finally over, the river is open, and the days of suffering are finally over.

"Planting team, put on your hoe and follow me!"

Yan vigorously picked up the stone hoe, and led the planting team to the fields where Mang tribes were scattered. If the snow hadn't melted, he would have wanted to farm a long time ago.

For a person who likes farming very much, it is a kind of torture for him to cook and eat mountains and empty fields in winter.

A large number of people from the planting team entered the field, and then worked in full swing. They wanted to re-turn the field and make a good ridge, and then they could plant things directly.

On the other side, the first hunting team and the second hunting team also set off. The ice in the river had melted, and the ice in the forest had almost melted. They could finally go hunting happily.

In Chenbei's courtyard, Xi and more than 40 soldiers from the intelligence team stood upright. Outside the courtyard, a dozen giant cranes dyed black stood quietly.

Chen Bei said to them with a serious face: "Last year's winter exceeded everyone's expectations. The situation in the central part may be very bad."

"After you get there, you need to collect a lot of information and the task is heavy. The tribe needs to rely on your information to make the most correct decision in this chaotic situation."

Chen Bei's words made everyone in the intelligence team feel heavy pressure, and at the same time, this kind of pressure is also an honor.

Every tribal warrior with a sense of honor is willing to contribute to the tribe.

This is the benefit of having faith. The totem god is their belief, and the tribe is also their belief. For their belief, they can give everything, including their lives.

Chen Bei walked past each of them, helping them tidy up their clothes, or patted their shoulders, which was a kind of silent encouragement.

"After arriving in the central part, everyone should be careful and remember that no matter what time it is, you must try your best to save your life."

Chen Bei looked at them sincerely, and said, "The tribe needs you!"

Xi firmly said: "Don't worry, leader, we will definitely pass back the latest information from the central region in time!"

"Okay, if you need anything, just ask, I will try my best to satisfy you."

"We're well prepared."

"Then... let's go!"

The members of the intelligence team walked out of the yard one after another and sat on the back of the black crane.

"set off!"

With a roar from Xixi, the black crane fluttered its wings and flew high. Below, Chen Bei kept waving at them until the black crane went away.

The intelligence team is actually very dangerous. During the process of collecting intelligence, once their identities are revealed, what awaits them will be torture until they die.

However, a tribe, especially a large tribe, always needs someone to do dangerous things, whether it is gathering intelligence, hunting in the old forest, or fighting, it is very dangerous.

The totem warriors of the Mang tribe are never afraid of danger. They believe that even if the body dies, the soul will return to the tribe and the totem god.

It was under such a belief that the warriors of the Mang tribe were fearless, and even went to death brazenly.

As the tribe grows stronger step by step, there is always a need for someone to shed blood and sacrifice, which is unavoidable.

After sending off the intelligence team, Chen Bei patrolled the tribe again, and finally walked to the top of the city wall, standing on the highest place, overlooking the whole tribe.

In the various workshops, curling smoke rose, and they produced a large amount of supplies for the Mang tribe.

In the field, the planting team is working hard to plow the ground, sweating happily, growing food for the Mang tribe.

In the forest, the hunting team fought fiercely with the prey, only to bring more food to the tribe.

Along the Lobster River, the fishing team threw a lot of fish baskets into the river that had not completely melted, hoping to get a lot of catch.

……

Everything in the whole tribe is so prosperous, which makes Chenbei feel a sense of pride.

Because this is the tribe he established himself, it is really not easy to get to this day, and it is also something to be proud of.

……

In the ninth year of the Mang tribe's establishment, it is the beginning of the second month of spring.

In the central part, as the ice and snow melted, various tribes began to plunder all food frantically.

The long cold winter has caused every tribe to lose a lot of population. Hunger and cold winter have already made them crazy.

Now, the winter has finally passed, and under the extreme shortage of food, the entire central region has fallen into chaos.

They often fight for a little bit of food resources, and the attrition caused by the war is even more than the number of people who starve to death and freeze to death in winter.

The jackal tribe also frantically attacked the nearby territory again. They were also in urgent need of food, and the three hungry and red-eyed tribes did not give in easily this time. If they continued, their territory would be gone.

The three major tribes fought frantically with the Jackal tribe, and the Jackal tribe could no longer easily gain large territories.

As one of the large tribes in the central region, the Yu tribe appears to be extremely low-key.

The fish tribe is different from other tribes, they mainly rely on fishing for a living, except for logging and building ships, the forest is much less attractive to them.

The fish tribe did not take the initiative to fight the jackal tribe, but passively defended. They put their main energy on fishing and shipbuilding.

The boats are not made of freshly felled wood, but old wood that has been dried in the shade. Only with this kind of wood, the boat will not be easily deformed or leak.

When they built enough boats and caught enough fish, the whole tribe began to pack up and prepare to move south.

At the moment, other tribes are fighting, and people pay little attention to the Yutribe. Not many people know that the Yutribe is quietly preparing to move south.

However, the Mang tribe's intelligence network has already penetrated into various tribes, including the Yu tribe.

Other tribes may not have noticed the fish tribe's actions in order to compete for food, but the Mang tribe's intelligence team has always been paying attention.

Soon, a black crane took advantage of the night to leave the central part, went to the Mang tribe in the southern wilderness, and told Chenbei about the Yu tribe's plan to migrate.

"The Fish Tribe is going to move to the Southern Wilderness?"

When Chen Bei heard the news, his expression was very stunned. Although he guessed that there would be changes in the central part after winter, he did not expect such a big change.

The fish tribe is not a small tribe. Once they migrate, the impact will be huge.

"Are you sure when it is?"

A member of the intelligence team replied: "No, until now, the ordinary people of the Yu tribe don't know that the tribe is going to move south."

"Go and inquire again, and we must find out the time of migration."

"Yes!"

The black crane came and went in a hurry, and flew away again.

"The Fish Tribe has also moved into the Southern Wilderness, so it's very lively now."

Chenbei is seriously thinking about what attitude he should have towards the Yu tribe after moving into the Southern Wilderness, which will determine the future relationship between the two tribes.

(End of this chapter)