The river, which used to be quiet, began to become noisy after humans broke in.

Yang Hao doesn't know how long this river can withstand large-scale fishing, even if there are more fish, there will always be a time when the fish will be finished.

But this kind of worry, as the basket of fish was transported back, Yang Hao no longer cared about this boring problem.

The salt was distributed, and the tribe was immediately busy, and one by one, the fish were knocked out by a stick, disemboweled, washed, sprinkled with a layer of salt, salted for half a day, and then hung up like dried corpses to dry.

Rows of fish corpses, swaying gently with the breeze, this scene Yang Hao felt that it was very good-looking.

Salt was being consumed at a rapid pace, and such extravagant behavior made Yin feel a sense of guilt, and silently begged the gods in his heart to forgive him for this wasteful behavior, even though he knew that Yang Hao was right to do so.

And fish drift is a good thing, Yang Hao knows that this thing can be made into natural glue after boiling, what is the specific scientific name, he doesn't care, as long as it is useful, he will naturally not let it go.

Now that bows and arrows have begun to be made, and the production of feather arrows is indispensable, and the poor life makes Yang Hao have to use every resource to give full play to their maximum value.

The bow and arrow of this era are with arrow feathers, which makes Yang Hao have to admire the wisdom of the ancient ancestors, the harsh living environment, endowed human beings with infinite creativity, if not from the future, Yang Hao thinks that he has made these great inventions at all.

The women dealt with the acorns according to what Yang Hao said, and the open space in the tribe was full of dried acorn noodles.

The sweetness in the starch attracts those buzzing flies, idle children, and have a new task.

Holding a stick to chase away those flies became a very interesting game.

Energetic children, happily chasing and playing, as if they are not aware of the hardships of life.

For these children, Yang Hao hesitated to let them be educated, but he gave up this idea in a blink of an eye, the tribe was in ruins, and he couldn't find time to do this kind of thing, and the issue of education could only be talked about later.

Fishing, salt making, and city building have become the whole life of ordinary people in the Daqi tribe.

After explaining everything that should be explained, Yang Hao was rarely free, and during this time, due to the pressure of food, he was almost out of breath, and he had no time to think about other things.

At this moment, when I was idle, the miscellaneous thoughts in my head came out like a mess.

He felt a little dazed, he was desperately trying to maintain this tribe, and he didn't know if it was a bubble.

Can your fragile arm really move the wheel of history? Will it be crushed.

Looking down, his calloused hands were in a trance, and there were doubts in his heart.

"Who am I?"

Yang Hao muttered in a low voice.

"That's right! That slave trader seems to have mentioned the Youyu tribe, am I a member of the Youyu tribe? Why did I become a slave? ”

The identity of this life haunted him like a mystery, and if he met the clansmen of this body in the future, how would he face it.

Yang Hao shook his head and stopped thinking about this, maybe he would never know the answer to this mystery.

Try to calm yourself down, stop thinking about all these clutters, and start thinking about the future of the tribe.

As far as the current situation of the Great Qi tribe is concerned, the population that can be accommodated has reached the limit, and Yang Hao feels that there is no need to march in a short period of time.

But sometimes the development of things is not transferred by human will, and the Daqi tribe has actually settled in this place.

It is only a matter of time before the tribe is exposed, and it is conceivable how the surrounding forces will react to this tribe that suddenly appeared, not to mention that this tribe is out of step with the mainstream of this world.

Yang Hao understands that if he wants to survive, he must show his strength, and the best way is to fight the enemies in the future, hurt and fear, and force these forces to admit their existence through victory after victory.

As long as they lose the war, these forces will rush to the tide and tear themselves to pieces.

Yang Hao didn't want to fight, but the enemies around him were like a sharp sword hanging over his head, forcing him to pick up the weapon in his hand.

If nothing else, the war will not last more than a year at the latest.

Of course, this is not Yang Hao's guess out of thin air, the position of the Great Qi tribe is not ideal, the powerful forces around it are too dense, and it is lucky enough to be able to go undiscovered for so long.

By the next year, when the tribe has completely stabilized, it will be impossible not to be noticed by other forces as agriculture and animal husbandry develop.

In other words, there is not much time left for Yang Hao.

Faced with the possible threat of extermination, Yang Hao had only one thought in his heart, to expand his armament.

How to expand the army, Yang Hao already has a set of plans in his heart.

In the face of an enemy with chariots, it is definitely not possible to rely on pure infantry against chariots.

However, no matter how strong the chariot is, it also has its limitations, that is, this method of warfare has very strict requirements for the terrain, and the place where the Daqi tribe is located, the terrain is complex, and it is not suitable for chariot charge.

This is the only advantage of the Daqi tribe, but Yang Hao doesn't want to be beaten passively, the Daqi tribe lacks materials, and wants to become strong by its own accumulation, and there is no play at all in a few years.

The most effective way is to plunder, through plunder, quickly accumulate wealth, quickly increase their own strength, at least so strong that others dare not easily offend themselves, in order to develop with peace of mind.

The most effective way to fight against the war car is cavalry, which is a truth verified by history, but what to do if there is no cavalry, which makes Yang Hao a little embarrassed.

If you want to take the initiative, you have to find a way to restrain the vehicle in the field.

Yang Hao recalled all the information about the war that could be thought of in his mind.

The only power of the chariot is the horse, and as long as the horse is killed or disabled, the chariot is a living target, and can only be slaughtered.

And to make the war horse lose its combat effectiveness, the experience of later generations is a good reference.

Tribulus terrestris, trapping horses, and rejecting horses, these three methods can effectively restrain the actions of war horses.

Moreover, the chariot is not cavalry, there is no flexible mobility, and theoretically these methods are more effective than against cavalry.