Unfortunately, yesterday's hunt ended relatively happily, and the leader was once again wounded.

Fortunately, the injury was not serious, but it was just a broken foot, and there were many abrasions on the body, which basically could not be regarded as an injury in the category of almost primitive humans. This is not the point, the point is that during yesterday's hunt, Lytton used the greatest malice to figure out his prestige in the tribe, and after being injured, he didn't have a sliding rod to carry him back, not even a stretcher, he was almost tied to a wooden stick with a thick bowl mouth like a prey, and if he hadn't insisted on not allowing this kind of spoiling the leader, then he would have been disgraced yesterday.

Well, Litton is also thinking too much, he has no prestige in the tribe at all!

If it was his cheap father, maybe the warriors in the tribe would obey, after all, he had accumulated power for many years, and if he couldn't even eat these brainless goods, what else would he be the leader?

But Lytton, huh......

Yesterday's hunt was actually the same as usual, he was injured completely because he obstructed the offensive route of his subordinates, and then he was hit by a brainless tribal warrior who did not know how to be respectful, and fell headlong into the bushes, and Li Meng, who was furious, got up from the ground, and when he was about to scold his subordinates, he unfortunately slipped and fell, and his foot was swollen at that time.

During the critical period of hoarding food for the winter, Lytton was unable to effectively lead the tribe's production.

And let this bastard of the tribe mess around, God knows how many people his tribe will end up starving to death this winter.

Because, to promote the tallest among the shorties, it is necessary to promote leaders who can replace him in the hunt of male tribesmen at critical moments and obtain a good harvest, which is already an urgent problem for Li Meng. In the Horde's emergency fortifications, which are actually a natural cave, lifeless orange flames jump from the fire pit, and the most important members of the tribe are present. A 'witch' who was no different from a demon and a monster pretended to be lifeless, staring fiercely at the only seven warriors in the tribe. Of course, it could also be eight, and if 'Zao' can take on a hunting mission, count him as one.

After dinner, it was the usual leisure time for the tribal warriors, and the tooth picking, a bad disease that Litton hated, was quite popular among the warriors.

These guys are the group that gets the most meat.

It's also normal to eat barbecue and stuff your teeth.

It seems that among the tribes, there is an unwritten rule, and the tooth picking is a symbol of status and status, and only the members who eat meat will stuff their teeth, and the sense of superiority is almost equivalent to the scene of the local tyrants wearing gold and silver in later generations. And Lyton hadn't brushed his teeth for three days, and he was starting to feel sick, but there was nothing he could do, where did he go to get a toothbrush?

Besides, even if you have a toothbrush and toothpaste?

If you don't have toothpaste, it's not bad to have a handful of green salt.

But is this still a savage world?

Is there any more primitive society?

With the mindset of not succeeding, Lytton began his first plenary meeting with the tribe.

In fact, it is not a plenary meeting, and the status of women is underground, and there is no power to decide the future of the tribe. And the elderly and children are burdens. In particular, the elderly are basically women, because warriors who need to go out hunting are rare to survive the prime of life, let alone the elderly. Hunting, especially in the forest, is everywhere under danger, and every hunting operation carries the hope and tears of the tribe.

It was precisely because of the harm caused by the long history of the tribe that Lytton was in a hurry, that the number of adult men had not been able to grow, and that the strength of the tribe was getting weaker and weaker.

Changing the tribe's existing ways of working was an imminent key for Lytton. It is also the key to the growth of the tribe.

Before that, he needed to convince the members of the tribe who had voting rights. Seven warriors, Wu, add up to eight people.

Although all the tribesmen have bad brains, they are ...... in personality Very shaft. It's a dead brain that can't be bypassed, but fortunately, he has found a way, and he chooses to scare these bastards first.

Litton has an inexplicable sense of superiority, he is a bull who can recite seven decimal places of pi, in the backward primitive tribe, his identity will be a scientist, or the kind of scientific giant who has added a strong color to history...... Well, as far as Lytton's failed life experience is concerned, it would be difficult for him to live if his heart was not the same: "Just yesterday, 'Wu' told me that less than ten days away from our tribe there was a tribe with three times as many people and four times as many warriors. Brothers, are you still rambling to catch a boar or two, when tomorrow the sun appears on the horizon, we will be greeted with stone axes and spears. ”

In fact, the distance of the Wild Age cannot be calculated according to Lytton's statement at all.

Because of the problem of food preservation, coupled with the lack of livestock to carry food, it is possible to travel for ten days and not cover it for a month.

But Lytton's words suddenly caused the tribal members to be nervous and panicked, and after the panic, the tribal warriors shouted almost in unison: "If they want to fight, we will fight." ”

"The Barbarian Bull tribe has never been afraid of provocation, and every warrior has only two paths in his life, in battle, or on the way to battle......"

Li Du almost didn't roll his eyes in anger, these bastards, could it be that you just sat on the edge of the fire and leisurely picked your teeth, which is 'on the way to fight'? Forget about it, which is another characteristic of these guys. Of course, certainly not a merit.

Only the 'Wu' didn't speak, he glanced at the leader of the 'Ju', this is a big man, belonging to the category that stands out in the crowd. If it weren't for the messy hair that looked like a bird's nest, it would have looked better.

The 'witches' are aware of the dangers that war brings to the tribe.

Of course, there is a prerequisite for this, and the opponents of the Horde are strong. An old fox like 'Wu' doesn't mind bullying an opponent who is weaker than the Manniu tribe, robbing them of their young women and robbing them of their food...... There is no justice in the wars between tribes and tribes.

There are also some tribes that are more kind, but in general, when another tribe appears around one tribe, the horn of war has already sounded.

"One hand can beat another, but how can one hand beat four hands, five hands?"

'Wu' couldn't stand it anymore, and he finally opened his mouth to reprimand the 'giant's hot head. It sounds very uplifting, but if you look at the current situation of the Barbarian Bull tribe, there is no hope of victory at all. And in this doomed war, the nine people present, including Lyton, will be within the target of the opponent's beheading. And the 'witch' cannot avoid this outcome, because a tribe only needs one 'witch', and the 'witch' with different beliefs is an outlier, and it is the first object to be concerned about and eliminated.

The 'giant' wanted to refute angrily, but in the face of the 'witch''s eyes like a dead fish, he could only lower his head and secretly get angry. Litton even heard the sound of teeth clucking on the ground.

Seeing that the expected effect was achieved, a smile welled up on the corner of Lyton's mouth, war?

Although there are only seven warriors of the Barbarian Bull Tribe, even if the other party is four times the population of the Manniu Tribe, how many warriors can fight? And it is not possible to send all the warriors, the camp needs to be garrisoned by warriors, and the hunting food must be guaranteed, at most it is to send twice as many warriors as the Brute Bull tribe, and more than a dozen warriors. On the surface, it is a situation of two big and one, and the Manniu tribe is at an absolute disadvantage. Don't forget, this is a war of extermination. And the main field of the war is on the side of the Barbarian Bull Tribe, although the elderly, children, and women are useless in ordinary hunting, but the problem is that there will be no big problem for three people to drag one out, and even separate the other party's formation and break each one, the outcome of this war is difficult to predict.

Of course, Lytton wouldn't say it, and the 'witch' frowned slightly, and seemed to realize that he seemed to be being wrapped into a pit by Lytton, but he didn't know what was wrong.

"There is nothing to be afraid of when there are many opponents, I think our Brute Bull tribe is not without backhand power at all. But once the war started, we had no way to continue hoarding food for the winter, and even if we worked together, the war was finally won and the invaders were driven out, but in this winter, the tribe still could not survive this harsh winter. Have you ever thought that in the snowy weather outside, everyone is hungry and can only drink cold water to live......"

"It's going to die!"

'Ju' reminded in a low voice that he was not afraid of heaven and earth, of course, the warriors of the tribe basically had this character, but the only thing he was afraid of was hunger.

Litton smiled: "That's right, people will die, this winter is a winter of internal and external troubles in the Barbarian Cattle Tribe, we don't have enough food, there is a strong opponent outside, the tribe's previous peaceful and quiet life has been broken, it's time to make changes." ”

"Change?"

'Wu' was a little puzzled, glanced at Lyton, and was dissatisfied: "This stinky boy, why didn't you tell him about this beforehand?" ”

"That's right, change." Lytton's tone became heavier and heavier each time: "If the tribe does not change, it will not be able to survive the bitter cold of winter, nor will it be able to resist the invasion of foreign enemies, and it is only a matter of time before it falls." Maybe tomorrow, maybe a month from now. ”

"So what changes?" 'Giant' stared at Litton in confusion with cowbell-like eyes, let him hunt and fight, he can deduce dozens of blood-boiling pictures, but if he wants to think of ideas, there is basically no need to count on it.

Lytton held out three fingers: "We need to make changes in three aspects: first: changes in organizational structure to make the tribe more efficient; Second: the change in the mode of production, so that the tribe no longer lacks food; Third: changes in weapons and tools to make the clan more able to fight! ”

……

Lytton's meeting continued, and many years later, the first paragraph of the "General History of the Shenyuan Continent" was: "The Great Emperor's Benji". The first sentence is: In the early years of the Shen Yuan, the Emperor convened the Imperial Council, established the foundation for the rise of the empire, and took the first step on his glorious road to conquest.