Waiting for the next generation to reproduce, the people who are in the same island can completely ensure the complete integration of everyone's bloodline.

Of course, for the essence of this integration, Zhang Jingtao doesn't care at all.

It is precisely because he knows very well that there was only one species of human beings at the earliest, so what is there to integrate and not to fuse?

Where the heart goes, to whom the blood goes.

However, since the human race has the psychological estrangement of blood and the separation of tribes, he has to face up to this problem, and he has to only regard the silk people as his own family.

There is nothing to be done.

It must be done.

Otherwise, other tribes will think that they are foreigners, and they will never treat themselves as silk tribesmen.

Therefore, it is indeed very important to ensure the loyalty of these men to the silk clan.

Today, the loyalty of these men is assured.

In particular, these men, who were originally afraid of not having women, now have to be responsible for the sexual well-being of three women by themselves.

Of course, they themselves will be very sexually happy.

It is conceivable that after Haiya figured out everything as Zhang Jingtao said, even though he had walked for a while, his body was always trembling because of anger, and he couldn't help but turn around and look at Zhang Jingtao angrily, and shouted: "Lao Tzu will tell the wild ghosts about this situation, Fuxi boy, you won't be proud for a few days!" ”

Zhang Jingtao snorted lightly, didn't care, went back, and left with Mrs. Bai Gu in his arms, and his hand was very unruly at first glance.

Lao Tzu is not angry, Lao Tzu must calm his mind and not let this kid be proud!

Sea Cliff takes a deep breath, a deep breath, and a deep breath.

Damn, it's useless!

In order not to vomit blood on the spot, Haiya screamed and walked away.

"Hey, why are you so angry that he's going to snitch?" Lady Bones couldn't help but worry.

"Madam, the whistleblower of the sea cliff is almost inevitable, and it is the same whether I am angry or not." Zhang Jingtao kissed Mrs. White Bone on the cheek.

Mrs. White Bone snorted, and when she thought about it, she was dragged to the cave by Zhang Jingtao to be happy.

Zhang Jingtao pressed the hands of Mrs. Bai Gu, and had a bad idea in his heart, that is, to the woman of the sea cliff fiercely.

This night, he was very cool.

On that day, the remaining one hundred and eight male warriors were very happy after getting the news that they would be able to go to the island in a few days, but because there were many things in the White Bone Cave that needed to be finished, and because Zhang Jingtao thought that the wild ghost society on the alliance side was also relatively tight, so he should not be in a hurry, and he wanted to make the bamboo huts on the island more complete before letting them go to the island.

Unexpectedly, half a month later, before these white-boned men had time to cross the water to Xidao, the oil-eating people had already arrived.

And Zhang Jingtao, among the one hundred and eight samurai, is organizing their training and production.

These oil-eaters generally know how to cross the water with a bunch of short bamboo pipes tied to their bodies, even though they don't understand how this works.

The gap in wisdom is so big that even if the monkey is given various demonstrations of using the lifebuoy, the monkey will not understand the principle of the lifebuoy, although the monkey will imitate it to use the lifebuoy.

Like an orangutan, an orangutan may be able to fully understand how a human keeper puts water in a tank for him to drink, and he may even make gestures to remind the keeper to give him water, but an orangutan will never understand how the water bottle or sink is made.

Therefore, every time the oil-eater enters the water, he must pray to the gods for protection.

It's just that the same pronunciation is used for protection and flickering, and for this reason, protection is useless in many cases.

But the oil-eaters at least had a way, and although they had killed many people due to cracks in the bamboo stems, they also piled up the bamboo stems used by those who did not die.

In the experiment of more than half a year, under the more pious and careful picking of bamboo, after the death of more than 100 people, nearly 1,000 sets of bamboo life jackets were also made.

In the eyes of the oil eaters, this is enough to attack Yujima.

Moreover, this is not just to deal with the Silk Clan, they are also thinking about improving their survival ability in this flood environment

For this reason, more than 1,000 samurai came to the White Bone Cave.

Leading the way was none other than Tomahawks.

I haven't seen them for more than half a year, and the weapons and equipment of these oil-eating people are even more sophisticated, making this group of warriors look very hideous and terrifying, and the force is also very powerful at a glance, and they are all covered with blood, and the savage killing sense of the savage warriors is fully reflected in them.

In the tense and oppressive pre-war atmosphere, Zhang Jingtao couldn't help but sigh that the spread of silk weaving technology had made the Honghuang people's manufacturing skills more and more evolved.

This is the power of civilization, even if Aha has not yet created words.

And now, Ah He has already taught some words to Huo Yu and Barbarian Niang, who are members of the Baiyue Alliance, and it is conceivable that this kind of development will be faster in the future.

It's just that those people must still have some ignorance of words.

After all, Ah didn't pass on the actual operation of life techniques related to words casually, and she would only teach these things to the children who now belong to the silk clan on Xi Island.

The men and horses of the Tomahawk army have hideous faces, and under the strange masks, snow-white teeth are exposed, as if they want to choose people to eat.

They learned of Sea Cliff's rebellion, and for this reason they didn't think they needed more men to take Yujima.

With a thousand strong oil-eating samurai, it is simply easy to capture.

Zhang Jingtao took a closer look on the other side and found that Razor did not appear, and this person should focus on the affairs of the alliance.

And to attribute the other party to oil-eaters, it is not because among these people on the other side, not only oil-eaters, but also savages from the south, they are regarded as members of the Wild Ghost Society that are separated from the clan, because this so-called Wild Ghost Society is definitely dominated by oil-eating people.

It can be said that if you join them, you will become an oil-eater.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for this wild man in the south to obey the deployment so much, and they all went deep into the Taihe realm.

It's a pity that even if this oil-eating man not only established the Wild Ghost Society in order to have a large number of samurai, but also used all means to absorb the southern savages, which became a taboo for the alliance, Zhang Jingtao would not have any evidence to prove this.

Judging by the fact that he behaved more crudely with the temperament of the southern savages, it could not be evidence that there were southern savages among the oil-eating people.

After all, the number of years that ape-men have been in Chu should not be much, and before they have undergone 268 million years of evolution, although their complexion has also evolved to be more yellow, but it is darker, and their appearance is even more so, not exactly like a yellow-skinned person, but very similar to the appearance of a southern savage.

When they appeared five hundred meters away, more than a hundred men of the Silk tribe were on the shore of the Honghu Lake, intending to cross the water, and for this reason, even the sentinels who did not have much discipline went to the lake in advance and were being scolded.