Return to Primitive Society and Become a Chief

"Warrior, you seem to take it for granted." The witch hesitated for a moment and said.

Ji Thief: "Huh??? What do you mean?"

The witch said: "Warrior, you don't know the situation. If the Black Mountain tribe conquer other tribes, do you think any tribes will agree to join us against the Black Mountain tribe?"

"Why not?" Ji Thief asked.

The old patriarch raised his hand: "I also agree with the wizards. The Black Mountain tribe is already strong. If they really conquer other tribes, then all the tribes will end up in danger, and they dare not even think of resistance at all. , Don't tell me, cooperate with us."

The words of the old patriarch and the witch made Ji Thief unable to help being silent. After a while, he said, "If you explain the stakes to them?"

"Nor, after all, not every tribe believes in you so much." The witch blushed and said shyly.

The thief didn't notice what was wrong with the witch, so he squeezed his chin and thought for himself: "This way, it seems that things are not so easy to handle."

The old patriarch and the witch looked at each other, and tried to speak again.

For a long time, Ji Thief came back from his meditation and raised his head and said: "Forget it, it's still early, it's useless to think so much, let everyone eat something first."

The witch grumbled and greeted the tribe to deal with the antelope.

A group of people eat and drink around the earthen jar.

That night, Ji Thief lay beside the snow to rest, just closed his eyes, but there was no sleepiness. All the thoughts of how to defeat the Heishan tribe emerged in his mind.

After all, the Heishan tribe is like a big mountain pressing on top of the head, without overturning this big mountain, the Frost Valley tribe will never have time and space for development.

However, as the witch said, the Black Mountain tribe is so powerful, can it really defeat them with its own slings?

As a self-protection weapon, the catapult is definitely powerful. Although it is OK to use it to attack, it is too big to be consigned.

Hey, it seems that you have to plan carefully.

After all, if you are a little careless, there is no second chance.

Making up his mind, Ji Thief clenched his fists, and gradually fell asleep amidst the snoring of the people.

When dawn came the next day, some of the tribes regained their mobility, adding up, the number of people currently available in the tribe was about 20.

This time, the thief sent out Aniu to lead ten clansmen out to hunt, and Aliang led the five tribesmen out to collect clay. The remaining five clansmen, including the thief, stayed in the tribe, busy with their own affairs. .

The thief originally wanted to go out for another day, but Usma assured the thief that he and Aniu would catch more prey as a reason, let the thief stay in the tribe and continue the research on the catapult.

For this reason, the thief had no choice but to agree, with Usma around, and nothing would happen to Aniu.

Ever since, on a new day, the Frost Valley tribe began to be busy again.

In the valley, the thief first returned to the herd which was recovered by the witch and brought back the four live antelopes that the people had eaten yesterday. They kept them in the circle. Then, the thief convinced the witch and the old patriarch. Put down the work of refining the saline-alkali soil, collect trees in the valley, and build a new gate.

After all, the door was taken away by the Black Mountain tribe.

"This time we used clay and stones to reinforce the gate of the valley, and the gate was thickened twice."

When Ji Thief's words fell, the witch asked in astonishment: "Would it take a lot of time to do this?"

The thief nodded: "But now the people need a door to provide them with a sense of security. Last night, I don’t know if you found it. Some beasts have entered our valley. If it weren’t for the Sabretooth Tiger, we might all To be taken away as food."

"Then you have to build the gate quickly." The witch and the old patriarch said at the same time.

"Ok."

The few tribesmen who stayed in the tribe did what they said. They all cut down trees on the peaks around the valley all morning.

Picking and picking, after deducting the wood needed for the wooden door, Ji Thief thinned the remaining trees bit by bit with a circlip knife to make them look like planks.

Of course, this so-called wooden plank is not the kind of high-quality plank that everyone thinks of being square and one-finger thick.

After all, he can't do it without tools.

What he called a plank was nothing more than cutting off the edges and corners of the round wood to make a square log.

When she tried her best to make the first square wood, the witch looked at the strange wood and asked Ji Thief incomprehensibly: "Warrior, are you planning to use this wood for the gate?"

The thief Ji listened to his work without looking up, "How is it possible? This is what I use as a trebuchet."

"Catapult?"

"Well, unlike other weapons, the various parts of the catapult must be extremely accurate, otherwise, errors are prone to occur."

The witch looked at Ji Thief with a self-conscious expression of hello: "You must work hard, warrior."

Ji Thief didn't understand why the witch said these things at first, but after a few days, Ji Thief understood what the witch meant.

For five days, for five whole days, Ji Thief didn't care about other things, and just processed square wood full-time.

As a result, countless wounds came out of his palm, new calluses covered calluses, layer after layer.

This is so, but only seven square logs were processed, which was more than 30 short of what he predicted for the two trebuchets.

"Warrior, you have been busy for so many days before you come out with such a small piece of wood. When this goes on, when can the trebuchet be made?" After a break, the witch asked Ji Thief.

Not only the witch wants to know this question, but even the old patriarch and other tribesmen have long wanted to ask.

Ji Thief is still busy with his affairs, while the circlip knife is dancing, the sawdust flies up, Ji Thief blows the sawdust away, and then does not raise his head, as if comforting the tribe, but also as self-comforting. : "What's the hurry? If you haven't heard of haste, you will not reach it?"

While speaking, Ji Thief also rubbed the palm that was newly injured by the circlip knife.

"Or the warrior, let's come." Seeing Ji Thief's appearance, the witch felt a little sad, so she offered to help.

It was a good intention, but Ji Thief did not agree at all: "No, this trebuchet is no better than others. You don't know the size of the structure. I can do it myself. You just need to work on your own affairs."

Upon hearing this, the witch did not know what to say.

"By the way, is that wooden door upright?" Ji Zei asked suddenly.

The witch nodded: "Already stood up, and according to what you said, we also made a gentle **** in front of the wooden door with stones and clay."

"That's good, this time you must remember. Above the cross bridge, you must ensure that there are people standing guard. I don't want to be the same as the last time. The Black Mountain tribe has hit in front of you. We don't know yet."

"Oh, I see."

While talking, Uthma led the people over.

Now Usma, it can be said that the status is rising rapidly.

Every time Aniu leads a team to hunt, Usma is the deputy. With him, Aniu can always bring back a lot of prey.

It's not that Aniu is wasteful, he can only rely on Usma if he has no ability.

The main thing was that when the thief took them to hunt, only Usma understood and carried on.

When the number of prey targets is too large, three are missing one, and the advantages of each tribe are used to hunt together.

When there are few prey, the big guys swarm up and win by numbers.

It is precisely because of this that every day, the hunting team brings back at least six preys. Of course, these are only alive, not counted as being killed in the hunting process.

It can be said that with Usma, the hunting squad can return with full load time after time. As a result, Usma's status has skyrocketed.

In addition, the thief always named him to do things intentionally or unintentionally, which made the tribe even more impressed with Usma.

At this time, Usma came over again, and the thief who was busy hearing the voice raised her head: "What's the matter?"

Usma said honestly: "It's such a warrior, those people from the bear and tiger tribe are awake."

Ji thief was taken aback when he heard the words, and hurriedly put down the circlip knife: "Quickly, take me over and take a look."

The witch gave Usma a white glance, looking a little unhappy.

In response, Usma lowered his head hurriedly, he didn't dare to provoke the witch.