This one, which was considered the highest-level meeting in the southwest region of Rainozawa, started at nine o'clock in the morning and ended at eleven o'clock in the evening.

The whole process lasted for more than ten hours.

In the face of an opponent who surpasses himself in hard power.

With a number of primitive-era leaders and a few witches, there are not many effective ways they can come up with.

And no matter which tribal leader put forward the proposal, all kinds of faults were singled out, all kinds of questions were raised, and the noise was endless.

Because no matter how clever the method is, there is no escape from the fact that there is no escape:

Facing the powerful savage rivals that crushed them, they could only rely on their hunters and warriors to directly divide the victory and defeat.

Fortunately, after more than ten hours of noisy, everyone finally reached some consensus:

First, after the beginning of spring, it is still necessary to form a larger and stronger coalition army, and go to the large grassland to re-establish a former station, a stronger outpost.

The specific number of the new coalition army is at least a large army of tens of thousands of people.

According to such a ratio, after Song Yong made some calculations, most of the school-age masters of the entire Gray Rabbit Tribe would need to be dispatched.

At that time, I am afraid that in the gray rabbit tribe, only a small number of men, as well as a large number of women and children will be left behind.

They need to cultivate more than 5,000 acres of land, providing a steady stream of supplies for the front line.

It's not easy just to think about it.

The reason for re-establishing the outpost was simple, and it also made Song Yong unable to oppose this plan:

Because they are in the tribe, waiting for the army of savages, they don't know when and where they will come out to find trouble.

It is better to put the battlefield on the large grassland far away from the southwest region.

In this way, not only can they grasp the initiative of the war, but they can also protect the little family resources of each tribe, so as not to be completely destroyed in the war.

After all, Song Yong had promised the tribes that when next spring came, he would provide them with cultivation techniques and wheat seeds.

Even in quantity, each tribe has not many wheat seeds.

It was also a group of bitter tribes who had the hope of a stable source of food in the future, and all the tribes considered it to be as important as the war of the savages.

Second, in the remaining two months of this winter, the Grey Rabbit Tribe needs to work with all its might to create more iron weapons.

The battle at the outpost, the various iron tools produced by the Gray Rabbit tribe, won the praise of all participants.

In other words, it can face such a powerful army of savages, and it can also play such a gratifying battle loss ratio.

On the one hand, it is the watered city wall that plays a key role, and on the other hand, these sharp, strong iron tools are also crucial.

Therefore, after the war, the Gray Rabbit tribe can provide an extra iron weapon, which can make the victory or defeat of the war more likely to win.

Of course, everyone present at the meeting knew that it was impossible to replace all the coalition forces of tens of thousands with iron weapons when the time came, even if it was an iron spear in each person's hand.

However, in order to make as many iron tools as possible.

All the tribal leaders agreed meaninglessly:

When these people return to their respective tribes, they will send most of their laborers out and bring their own dry food to the Gray Rabbit tribe to help.

A small number of them went to the waterfall to mine kidney-shaped hematite and back ore.

The vast majority of the personnel went to the Cangyan tribe.

The work of excavating anthracite coal and carrying coal back and forth can free up the manpower of the Gray Rabbit tribe and concentrate on building more equipment.

As for the people who come to help from the tribes, if they are paid.

The Venerable Grey Rabbit Brother Yong thought that it was a very reasonable thing to use the iron tools that were dressed for the hunters of the various tribes as the wages of the hard work of the tribes.

Because to put it mildly, the iron tools of the Gray Rabbit tribe are related to the success or failure of this war.

And it's idle in the tribe all winter, isn't it good to come to the gray rabbit tribe to work for two months and change some iron tools to go back?

Anyway, after the war, the ownership of these things also ultimately belonged to the tribes.

Just thinking about it, it's a good deal!

Third, the medicines produced by various gray rabbit tribes seem to be a very important material in the war.

Not to mention the death of every hunter in the tribe is a matter of great loss.

Here in the primordial plane, these dirt buns know that hunters who were wounded by the minions of wild beasts and lucky enough to escape their lives are often more elite.

Therefore, compared with the witch medicine, although the effect is much worse, it is particularly important to have a larger number of gray rabbit tribe medicines that can still come in handy.

It is a pity that during this cold winter wax moon, the mountains and forests are full of thick snow.

Wanting to collect herbs and process them into medicinal powders has become a luxury.

The leaders of the various tribes can only look forward to the gray rabbit and Brother Yong, who will bring all kinds of small pills from the magical Huaxia tribe.

And in the face of such expectations, Song Yong called it a headache.

He has enough money to buy medicines, and if you buy the source of medicines, you can find a drug dealer, which are all ordinary medicines, and they will not attract the attention of others.

The problem is that he will have to bring a lot of things next time he comes over, and after adding the medicine, he is even more stressed.

Fourth, no matter what the effect is, it is better to send an envoy to the other three areas of Lei Nozawa to ask for help.

Ordinary tribes are fine, but among those tribes with witches, those who are the elite members of the human race.

They don't sit idly by and watch the adjacent area, with a dark temple that can threaten their own lives.

No matter how much support there will be with them, it will always be a force.

Even, even the Qingshang tribe, which has a considerable conflict with the Gray Rabbit tribe, also doesn't care about the previous festival, and someone will go over to ask for help this time.

After the meeting, everyone who had stayed up all day looked sluggish and physically and mentally exhausted.

As the owner, Song Yong, who has a sore back, actually can't wait to sleep well early, but he still arranged for Gardenia and them to prepare a hearty supper:

The three boxes of instant noodles that Song Yong brought over this time were cooked together.

There is no doubt that instant noodles from the modern plane and full of flavor and flavor have been well received by everyone.

If there is any regret, it is that the average of three boxes of instant noodles is a little more than a pack per capita, and they can't eat to their heart's content.

It feels like it's just the beginning, and this delicious late-night snack is already completely over.

After eating instant noodles, the leaders greeted Song Yong, the master, one after another, and prepared to go back for a good night's rest.

Early tomorrow morning, they will brave the wind and snow, use the skiing method they learned from the Gray Rabbit tribe, and return to their respective tribes as soon as possible.

The resolutions of this meeting were implemented as soon as possible.

In this way, soon only Song Yong and Jiang Ying, the tough bone witch, were left in the noisy cave, not too many dozen people;

Faintly, even the waist pole became even more sore.

Many things are as good as wine, but you can't be greedy.

Just before he left wisely, Jiang Ying's girl's voice suddenly sounded:

"Brother Yong, I don't know how to use this artifact called a mobile phone in the Huaxia tribe now, why don't you go to my room and teach me well?"

"Don't go! ”

Such a big truth was in Song Yong's mouth, and it was blurted out.

Soon, Song Yong, who realized that he had said something wrong, quickly distinguished: "No! I mean that this thing is very simple, you can explore it yourself." ”

Jiang Ying, who was rejected, was not very angry.

Instead, he whispered in Song Yong's ear and said something like this:

"Those clothes you used to exchange witch potions, those secret things, they look so strange! I don't know if I'm wearing the wrong one, why don't you help me see it?"

Remembering the clothes he bought from the unmanned vending machine before he came, Song Yong suddenly felt a little thirsty.

Then, he said righteously:

"What's that! Actually, the shooting function of the mobile phone, you really have to test it yourself, and it is estimated that you will understand the great mystery; I will go over and demonstrate it with you later......