Chapter 133: Migrants
The Fishman Clan had plans to attack the River Tribe, so there was no question of whether to form a feud or not. www.biquge.info It's just that now that the Fishman Clan knows that its branch has been wiped out by the River Tribe, will it attack the River tribe in advance in anger, or unite with the tribes along the Taijiang River to launch an attack of hundreds or thousands of people, this is the focus of the problem.
These questions still have to be asked to Shijiao, who is more familiar with the situation. Shi Jiao was very interested in seeing the bark to heal the woman, and after Wang Chuan had dealt with the wounds, he and Bihu also came to the river.
Wang Chuan thought that Shi Jiao was interested in ways to save people, but he didn't expect that he was a little old and only stared at the woman up and down. But in all fairness, this woman is quite handsome except for being thinner. At least her face is more delicate, and even her brow bones are not so prominent. It looks like a posterity. Wang Chuan also liked it when he looked at it. It's no wonder that Bark fell in love with her at first sight.
Shi Jiao said: "This is a migrant. ”
Considering that Wang Chuan and the others did not know what a migrant, Shi Jiao explained: "Every year, there will be a large number of meat-eating things in the beast news, including wild beasts and people. A migrant, who follows the beast. They have no permanent dwelling, but follow the wild beasts. Where the tide of beasts goes, they go. The women were handsome, and the men were tall. The best part is that their women like to be in the company of strong men they meet along the way, so they are loved by all tribes. But they are extremely united internally, and rarely leave their people out of exile. It's strange that this woman is here. ”
Shi Jiao's words made a group of men around him think about it. Beautiful encounters are what people of any era will pursue. A woman who is handsome and hooks up with men everywhere can't help but say that there is a lot of room for imagination.
But Wang Chuan knows that the genes of living things encourage expansion. Within the same species, the farther apart the bloodlines and the individuals are combined, the better the offspring will be. This is illustrated by the fact that later generations of mixed-race children were often more beautiful and intelligent. Migrants like to mingle with other tribes, can get better genes from other tribes, can also avoid inbreeding, and naturally have more handsome offspring.
Wang Chuan explained his concept to them a little, and sure enough, they quickly lost interest in this woman. Science and other things are easy to say that beautiful things are cold formulas, and it is indeed the best weapon to destroy illusions.
Seeing that everyone had regained their senses, Wang Chuan and the others discussed the issue of the Fishman Clan by the river. Shi Jiao said: "The Fishman clan and other tribes have always been suspicious, but I am afraid that they will not unite with other tribes. It's just that it has many tribes, and if it knows that we are powerful, it is not impossible to mobilize all its tribes to attack. ”
"How many people will there be?"
Shi Jiao said: "As far as I know, there are as many as four such branches of their fishy department, and the population of their headquarters is more than 200 people. Although there is one less now, if you come with all your might, I am afraid that it will not be a problem to come to 300 strong men. ”
When everyone heard this number, they couldn't help but gasp. Three hundred people is almost the population of the entire Vulcan Ministry. And it's just a strong man. No wonder the winter bear reacted like that, no one would think that the river tribe of more than 100 people would be able to resist such pressure from the Fish-Man Tribe.
Shi Jiao smiled bitterly and said, "That's why I came here after I explained everything." ”
The woman in the puddle didn't know when she woke up, she coughed, and said with a weak but firm breath, "If you can help me find our people, I can let my people kill all the people of the Fishman clan with you." ”
Everyone glanced at each other, and they didn't expect that there were multiple helpers. Wang Chuan said: "How can I find your people?" ”
The woman said: "Now that the beast tide is coming, they are in the beast tide." All you have to do is tell them that they almost killed the Fishman who stayed in the Fish-Man, and they'll help you. Our people have never been bullied, and once they have a feud, they will never die. ”
Wang Chuan was disappointed when he heard this. By the time the beast tide comes, it's too late. The woman named Twist Qing saw Wang Chuan's disappointment and said, "Although we don't have many people, both men and women are extremely good at fighting, and we can drive away the beasts, and anyone who provokes us can exterminate them." ”
Wang Chuan said: "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that our trouble may be before the beast tide arrives." ”
These races that can survive the beast tide must have their own unique set. In addition to various herbivores, there are also many predators that follow. Without their own survival skills, these predators alone are enough to eat them as a snack.
If this woman has such a powerful mother's family, the bark is afraid that she will be disappointed. This kind of confident woman has her own opinions. She may not follow the bark back to the tribe.
Wang Chuan asked Twist Qing to recuperate, but he turned out the map he had brought with him, and discussed with Shijiao the route of the Fishman Clan's attack. Shijiao Bihu and the others thought of the scene of the ice besieging the Fire God Department, and couldn't help but faintly look forward to it.
In this era, the tribes are extremely scattered, so there is no need to worry about reinforcements arriving in a short time. After Wang Chuan discussed with a few people, he decided to repair the fishy department for a day before leaving. The wounded need to recuperate. Wang Chuan also has other things to do.
After dealing with all kinds of things, Wang Chuan and Bihu came out of the fishy department with a few henchmen. This is where the iron ore site of the later generations is, Wang Chuan and others came all the way along the river, and they can see a lot of iron ore pebbles distributed along the river.
If iron ore is left unattended, its outcrops will be weathered and cracked by the heat and cold, eroded by flowing water, and then washed downstream by floods. No one in prehistory knew that these things were treasures, which is why they were so convenient. Wang Chuan came all the way from the tribe and estimated that the stones in the river were enough for the tribe to pick up for a year or two. For the time being, you don't need to open a mine. However, since they have come to the vicinity, it is still necessary to explore the location of the mine.
There was no trace of iron ore near the fishy part, and they went down the river until they reached a small tributary where they saw large iron ore pebbles. Then he walked less than three kilometers along the tributary, which was only a few meters wide, and the front turned into a babbling stream. On one side of the stream, there is a strange rock, which is the iron ore that is outcropping from the surface. Wang Chuan looked around and found that there were not many ores on the surface, and the surrounding hills were undulating and disorderly, and he couldn't help but sigh a little.
The open-pit iron mine here is a godsend. But it's hard to get more. These undulating hills indicate the complexity of the veins below, and the fact that the mine may have been mined for thousands of years, shows how difficult the mine is to mine. Maybe the surface of the ground has been dug up, and the underground ones are not connected at all.
"Looks like the iron still has to be spared." Wang Chuan couldn't help but sigh.
Bihu naturally didn't know what the veins were, he saw that there were so many iron ores, Wang Chuan also said that he wanted to save some use, and he didn't understand: "We can't use up these iron ores for ten years, why do we need to save some use?" ”
Wang Chuan said: "I have a way to turn all these iron ores into iron tools in less than a year. But what about after that? Iron will break and rust, and you will understand after a while how staggering this wear and tear is. ”
Damaged things than tigers have already seen. When did you go back from the war, you must not damage a batch of iron, and then let those blacksmiths who are getting more and more angry scold?
Thinking of the terrible scene where there would be no iron tools available in the future, Bihu couldn't help but be a little worried: "What should I do after that?" ”
Wang Chuan said: "Let's control the quantity first." When there are enough of us, we can open a road here, or just open the blacksmith here...... That's for later, now let's go back and make some baskets, and then we will say that these stones are beautiful, and let the prisoners of war help us carry a little bit back and pave the floor. ”
Picking up a batch along the river like this, this year's iron ore may be enough.