Chapter Fifty-Eight: A New Tribe, A New Atmosphere

"This time your department has suffered heavy losses, the dead people, I will give them the title of first-class clansmen, and the rest of them will be exempted from the status of prisoners of war and promoted to first-class savages, the vacancy of your department, I will fill it for you as soon as possible, and I will work hard to train in the future." Yang Hao said to Fu.

Hearing this, he immediately bowed: "Fu substitutes for the dead brother, thank the leader." ”

Yang Hao nodded, let him float, and said, "What do you know about this Xue Kingdom?" ”

These people used to be ordinary slaves, where had they heard of Xue Guo, and they all shook their heads and said they didn't understand.

Seeing this, Yang Hao couldn't talk about disappointment, and was about to say something, when Yuan suddenly said: "Leader, my subordinates have something to report." ”

"Oh! What's up? Yang Hao was a little surprised.

"Chief, although I haven't heard of this Xue country, I have often heard people say that the Dongyi tribes are the best at shooting, if these people are indeed Dongyi people, the leader can ask them to make bows and arrows for us, so that the strength of our clan should be further improved."

Yuan said slowly.

When Yang Hao heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

First of all, there were only two or three rotten bows in the Daqi tribe, which basically did not play a role in battle, and if it was really as originally said, it would be a surprise for him.

"That's true." Yang Hao hurriedly asked.

Yuan nodded and said, "I also heard what people said, whether this is the case or not, and my subordinates are not sure." ”

Then Fu said: "Chief, I think this should be true, I have noticed that their bows and arrows are indeed much better than ours. ”

Hearing Fu's affirmation, Yang Hao was very excited, pacing back and forth, and said after a long time: "These people should be taken care of, and no one is allowed to escape, but don't treat them as prisoners of war or clansmen, just treat them as our guests." ”

"Chief, now that the number of our clan has exceeded 1,000, our grain stock can last for two months at most, and the grain planted will need to be harvested before winter at the earliest, you see...

Taking advantage of Yang Hao's good mood, Shao Yan said what he was most worried about.

Yang Hao pondered for a moment and said: "This matter is not urgent, don't make a public announcement first, lest the thoughts of the clansmen float, and I will find a way to solve the problem of food." ”

Hearing this, Shaoyan nodded, and didn't say anything more.

"How's the matter of copper smelting?" Yang Hao asked.

"Wei has already started to prepare, but we don't have that kind of stone here, and I'm afraid that copper smelting will still not be successful." Yin Yu reported for duty.

"The matter of building a copper smelting furnace is left to others to do, you send some people, let Wei take it, and find out if there is copper nearby, if not, don't worry, take your time."

"My subordinates have made a note of it."

"The number of the tribe has now grown to 1,000, the original station is no longer suitable, from today onwards, except for the soldiers, all the idle men go to expand the tribe, and the women hurry up to weave fishing nets and pick, and no one can be idle."

Yang Hao said the same thing, and since this meeting, everyone has found that their lives have become busier.

Of course, this kind of busyness is not with other tribes, being whipped with leather whips and scolded by slave owners to work.

Compared with the rest of the tribes, the management system of the Daqi tribe seems to be strict, but in fact, it still wants to be lenient for these.

There are no beatings and killings for no reason, as long as you are willing to work, you will definitely have food, even if the food does not taste very good.

Being able to fill your stomach is the happiest thing.

The original overgrown area has been cleared, and wooden strips have been inserted in the location of the painted foundation, and within the range of the wooden strips is the new tribe station of Daqi.

Since the location of the tribe is really on the mountain, this tribe that can be called a small town looks a little weird.

The city defense of the new tribe was planned by Yang Hao himself.

In order to be able to resist the attack of powerful enemies, Yang Hao designed the city wall to be much taller than before, and before the bricks could not be mass-produced, earth and stones were the only options.

In Yang Hao's plan, the city wall must be built before winter, and the arrow tower and urn city refer to the style of ancient Chinese classics, but in order to adapt to the terrain here, some changes have been made in the design.

There is no shadow of the city wall now, only small wooden sticks standing there, which looks quite simple, but in terms of scope, if it is successfully built, the scale here will definitely not be too small.

This place is Yang Hao's old nest, and only by building the old nest extremely strong can we talk about expanding the territory.

He very much recognized the strategic setting of Ming Taizu, built a high wall, accumulated grain, and slowly became the king.

Only by ensuring a stable base can we talk about the future.

Xue Guojun Ren Zhong, although he was under house arrest, he was very uneasy about this tribe in his heart.

However, in the past few days, seeing the tribe working in an orderly manner, Ren Zhong couldn't help but be curious about this tribe in his heart.

In his impression, although a tribe of this size is not a small clan, it is too far behind those big clans with profound heritage.

The leader of a tribe, if there is no word of mouth from his ancestors and the influence of his childhood, it is definitely unrealistic to want to manage a tribe of this size like this.

What frightened him the most was that there were no slaves in this tribe, and although many people were also driven away, he was sure that these people were definitely not slaves.

A tribe without slaves, this almost subverted his perception, and humans always feel uneasy about the unknown.

Ren Zhong just wants to get out of here quickly, it is best to escape to those big tribes, with his identity as the young master of the Xue country, those big clans can at least give him the respect he deserves, if he is lucky, ask for some reinforcements, and even have the possibility of recovering the country.

But this shameless guy actually put himself under house arrest, which made him extremely anxious.

Yang Hao seems to have forgotten that there is such a person as Ren Zhong in the tribe, in addition to controlling the progress of the project every day, he just finds time to make rattan armor, which can be said to be extremely busy.

The rattan armor made by Yang Hao has been half completed, probably because it is not soaked in oil, and cracks have appeared on some of the rattans.

However, he didn't care, and continued to compile the rest.

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Yang cheng.

Xia Qiduan sat on the throne, Mei Ji served beside him, the dining table was full of rich wine and meat, and the boots produced by the Daqi tribe were wearing under his feet.

"Yao Ying, there can be a new job to offer this month."

Xia Qi took a bite of fruit under Mei Ji's service and glanced at Yao Ying.

"Back to the king, the original clan suffered a flood, and the tribes in that area were not spared, this small clan of the original clan, even if they escaped the flood, I am afraid that there will not be a few people alive at this time, and this new shoe may be cut off."

Yao Ying said respectfully.