Chapter Sixty-Four: The Great Hunt

When the last migratory birds begin to fly south, the mammals will also embark on their migratory journey.

Herds of wild horses, takin, red deer and all sorts of animals follow the memories of their ancestors and prepare to embark on the migration route that has been going on for thousands of years.

The King of Wild Horses was undoubtedly the leader of this huge migration procession, and when he led the team into the mountains and forests with great pride, one of them did not pay attention, and the horse stumbled and fell into a huge pit.

When it falls into the pit, there may only be one thought in its mind.

When did such a big pit appear here?

The dizzy King of Mustangs hissed and stood up, angrily slashed the ground, and wanted to rush up the pit, but there was no way to overcome gravity, and he could not borrow strength on the wall at 90 degrees in the narrow tunnel, so he could only exchange for severe pain in his legs.

The king of wild horses, who suddenly fell into the pit, also disturbed the team behind, and the leader of the takin and the red deer circled the pit, and then each chirped and led his own people around the road.

The wild horse king's angry neighing echoed through the forest, but no animal was willing to stop, not even the wild horses it had protected, and a stallion that coveted its place had dug into it.

This made the Bronco King even more angry, and rushed up the pit like crazy.

On a hill not far away, Wang Xu watched through the telescope that the huge migration team had diverged in two directions like a forked river, and let Mo Ding next to him wave a golden leopard flag more than three meters long, and waved the flag to Wang Li and Tu Tan in the distance.

The migration team on this side of the wetland is too large, and the nearly 10,000 herbivores that have been summoned by the bloodline to migrate south are definitely not something that less than 500 of them can stay.

Therefore, Wang Xu could only dig pits all over the forest in the forest, hoping to slow down the migration of some groups, break them into countless points from one side, and finally break them one by one.

"The wild horse herd, it seems that it has not stopped, only a dozen of them have remained at the edge of the pit, have you made a mistake?" Wang Li also put down the binoculars and asked with a smile.

"Leaving a dozen or so is also staying." Wang Xu chuckled and said, "There are more than 500 pits dug in the forest, do you think how many people can get out of this mountain forest by then?" ”

Wang Li pursed his lips, "Why don't you just dig a trench and set a trap, so that you can catch it all, why bother so much?" ”

"So what are you going to catch next year?" Wang Xu glanced at him, "We only need cubs, and let the rest go." ”

Wang Li frowned slightly, "You mean, you let go of these adults every year, leaving the cubs, and there will be a steady stream of livestock?" ”

"It won't be endless, this group of adults will be cowered because there is no successor, and they will either integrate into other ethnic groups, or become food for fierce beasts, which is called aging," Wang Xu shook his head and said, "But in this process, those animals that are absorbed by other ethnic groups will take the information of this place out, and then attract another group of ethnic groups to grab territory." ”

The corners of Wang Li's mouth twitched, "This group of beasts still has this IQ?" ”

"It's not IQ, it's instinct." Wang Xu smiled.

"Isn't that a steady stream?" Wang Li frowned.

"When all the groups are consumed here for a long time, then after a few generations, the migration will disappear, and then the deer herd in this area will become what we raise and will no longer run around." "Of course, the premise is that we can provide enough forage. ”

"What about winter? All starved to death? Wang Li frowned.

"I said we would provide forage." Wang Xu said with a smile: "In this area, in the future, to build a city, you need to cut down one-third of the woods, and the vacated land will be used to grow pasture. ”

"Are you sick?" Wang Li's eyes widened, and he looked at Wang Xu like a madman, "Do a good job in the fields and don't grow grain, and grow grass for this group of animals?" Or do we help to plant! ”

"What do you know, with the current climate in the north, there is no good grain to grow, planting pastures to raise deer or sheep, the meat yield is much better than the best fertile land in your Central Plains, and people can eat meat, which is countless times more cost-effective than growing grain." Wang Xu chuckled and said, "Besides, how much can you earn by selling the extra meat to the Central Plains and then buying grain?" Do the math yourself. ”

Wang Li blinked, a little confused.

"These animals are not just animals, they are moving food." Wang Xu chuckled and said, "Think about it, which is more than the consumption of transporting grain or the consumption of driving sheep?" The grass that sheep eat is everywhere, but the people who have a lot of luck want to eat grain, one is to eat the sky to make money, and the other is to eat grain to make money. ”

"We'll see." Wang Li snorted coldly from arrogance: "I'll take someone to set up the horses." ”

After speaking, he jumped down the hill, jumped on his war horse, and led more than 30 Wang Jiajun to run towards the wild horses with a lasso.

The mighty hunting campaign has begun, and the rest will be left to Wang Li and them to operate.

Wang Xu rushed back to the capital with Mo Ding.

The city wall of Haodu is already three meters high and two meters thick, thanks to the credit of Tu Tan and Yu Chun, with Yu Chun as a guide, Tu Tan can easily find those hidden tribes in the mountains and forests, under Tu Tan's powerful military deterrence, and Yu Chun's crazy Amway, those tribes are scrambling to choose to submit.

Although these savages have formed a tribe, their IQ is limited, and when they see that Guishun Wang Xu not only has meat to eat, but also clothes to wear, they are naturally happy to find the north.

As long as they work, they can get food, clothing, and even live in a sheltered house that is not damp at all, which is a paradise for these wild people.

In less than a month, the population of Guzhu Country has rapidly swelled to more than 2,300 people.

Among them, there are less than 600 men, and the rest are women and children, so up to now, there have been no rebellions, but there are some contradictions, after all, they are all wild people living in a region, in addition to the same Lin Hu tribe, there are also many small frictions between them.

This seemingly small friction and contradiction can easily lead to the formation of political parties, so Wang Xu completely broke them up and placed them separately in Chaoge and Haodu, and waited until the future to find an opportunity to do a 'team building work' in reunification.

If the 'team building work' is not effective, Wang Xu can only arrange those extremists to go to Tongshan and dig coal mines for the rest of their lives.

The effect of the traction ring, that is, the nose ring, is very significant, even the stubborn moose, after being worn the traction ring, slowly became honest and responsible for reclamation and transportation.

In addition to the copper mountain, coal and iron ore were discovered, and there was also a gold mine.

On the spot, Wang Xu ordered the gold mine to be sealed, and this metal was not an important material for the Guzhu Kingdom, but a burden.

After all, gold is too soft to make weapons or buildings.

Everything is developing in a smooth direction, the only thing that worries Wang Xu is that there is no news from the Zhu family, and there is no news for a long time, seeing that the tips of the weeds have begun to yellow, and the Lin Hu people have not yet gone south.

There are only two cases.

One is that they forget, and the other is that there are more important things delayed.

If it is the second type, then it means that the previous arrangements for Donghu are going smoothly, and even the small tribe of Linhu has been affected, not to mention most of those Donghu.

If Wang Xu is given another month, the little moose or small wild horses will be able to ride a little longer to form a cavalry team of 200 people, and it is only a matter of time before they go north to clear out the forest and beard.

Because from the mouths of the tribes who were subdued during this time, it was learned that there were at least more than 3,000 people who had been robbed by the Linhu tribe over the years.

If this group of slaves can be liberated, most of the ambitions of the Lone Bamboo Country have been completed.

The slaves who have been enslaved for so many years should have a deep-rooted anger and resentment towards Donghu in their hearts, and this anger is enough to defeat the Linhu tribes dragged by Wang Ben in Yandi in the rear.

Of course, Wang Xu was only ready to let these angers become a sharp arrow on the way forward of the Guzhu Country, but did not let them integrate into the Guzhu Country.

Because Wang Xu knew that he could not purify these anger and resentment.

Although he knew that he was despicable, Wang Xu knew that this was the meanness that a leader must have.

"Whew~!" A fierce roar interrupted Wang Xu's contemplation, and then Wang Xu felt that his thighs were hugged, and he still had a little pain from the claws that he didn't have time to retract.

"Chirp~!" Then the angry voice of the golden eagle also came from above.

The white tiger Xiaobai, who was already the size of a husky, hugged Wang Xu's leg and did not let go, while the golden eagle angrily used its wings to expel the little white tiger.

It's not that the golden eagle is the protector, but the golden eagle is competing for favor.

The chain on the feet of the golden eagle is connected to the collar of the little white tiger, until now Wang Xu has not let go of the golden eagle, although it has become a big goose, every day leading the little white tiger in the city to swagger through the city, enjoying everyone's worship.

In Guzhu China, Wang Xu's prestige is undoubted, but in terms of pomp, it is not as good as one percent of the golden eagle.

Mokui told all the tribal shamans about the 'legend' of the golden eagle, and the name of a sacred beast that protected the country was firmly attached to the golden eagle's head.

Wang Xu didn't like others to visit him every day, so all the worship fell on the golden eagle.

Regardless of whether there is anything or not, Mo Kui likes to take the shaman and the clansmen to make sacrifices to the golden eagle, causing everyone in the country to bow and worship when they see the golden eagle, just like bowing to the emperor.

For this kind of behavior, Wang Xu chose to default.

A living totem is actually not bad.