Before the advent of man's ability to transform the earth, the surface of the earth was very different from that of later generations. www.biquge.info In the middle of Qin, Luoshui, Jingshui and Weishui in later generations have not yet had obvious flowing, and under the confluence of the three waters, the water of the 800-mile plain is everywhere, and the forests are dense. The fertile fields and forests here nourish countless products and tribes.

A fire a few years ago burned a large area of land in the field, and the tribe named after the white stone led the tribesmen to reclaim the fields on the land and plant crops. A few years later, the fields were endless, producing crops that fed thousands of people. Between the vertical and horizontal areas, a rough city made of white stones was born.

Since then, the Baishi tribe has become the pearl of the 800-mile Qinchuan River, where the pottery, food, wine, leather goods, wheels and other products produced here have attracted countless tribes around it. A small number of bows and crossbows that fell out were snatched by countless people as treasures.

The White Rock Castle became the most prominent legend under the bonfire, and the young leader named Ranbula was an idol revered by countless warriors. In some legends, the experience of Lambra going south for several years has also become a topic of conversation. Before you know it, somewhere in the south has become a mysterious place, and legend has it that people will be reborn when they go there......

Because of the brilliance of White Rock City, the White Rock Tribe has also been coveted by countless tribes who cannot see the light, as well as malicious intent from the wild people in the north.

The Shiraishi tribe is not a tribe that is afraid of war. Their warriors, clad in tough armor and armed with sharp weapons, conquered all the surrounding rebels in less than two years, and submitted to hundreds of tribes, large and small.

But these savages from the north are a little more troublesome.

These savage totems from the north are chaotic and scattered. But those who survive the bitter cold will survive in this world in the most savage way. They are accustomed to plundering and are good at fighting. More ferocious than a hungry wolf, and more cruel than a hyena.

They can swallow any food that can survive, even the bones of carrion, and they can fight to the last living man without surrendering. But they are so cunning that if they are given the slightest chance, they will escape.

After seeing the White Rock City and the items it produced, they passed it on as if it were the flesh of a Tang monk, and they were proud of owning the items of the White Rock City, and even took the soldiers who tore the White Rock City in battle as a meritorious service. Ever since he had known the brilliance of White Rock City at some point, he had pounced on him from the north like a hungry wolf smelling blood, and it seemed endless.

In the autumn of the decade before history, a dynasty was formed somewhere in the south. Outside the White Rock City, the cold wind was bitter, the paraquat was broken, and the white stone was stained with blood.

The battle had been fought for a long time, with severed limbs and blood covered the ground, broken spears, and messy arrow feathers scattered everywhere.

Savages wrapped in tattered skins slaughter and bite like beasts, like hungry wolves. They were so numerous that they rushed down like a flood when they came to the great city. The sturdy leader of White Rock City led the warriors out of the city, stabbing into the crowd like a sharp knife.

After leaving countless corpses, the savages plundered a little bit of the equipment of the warriors of the Baishi tribe, and even carried the corpses of the warriors who died in battle, and made birds and beasts scattered with a hula and a roar.

The strong leader wielded the great axe and slashed down several of the strongest wildlings before the axe crashed into a stone axe. The strong leader roared in anger and simply smashed the entire axe out, smashing the enemy alive in a pool of blood.

The enemy was repulsed again, but there was no joy in Ranbula's departure. This kind of infestation is often annoying several times a year. He was furious that his people were killed and wounded, and that farmland or villages outside the city were often destroyed.

The enemy retreated, and the surrounding warriors began to bandage their wounds and clean up the battlefield. In fact, there was nothing to clean except the scrawny corpses left behind by the savages. Perhaps this is how these savages weed out the old and weak in their ranks, and when they fell, they often tore away even the hides of the animals by the fleeing men.

Subordinates came and reported the losses in this battle. Hearing that the warriors of the Baishi tribe had lost more than twenty more, a lot of iron bows and crossbows were snatched, and more than a dozen people were even carried away with their corpses. Bang Bula couldn't help but look up to the sky and roared: "Conscription! Training! Sweep the north next autumn! Kill all the savages! ”

"Kill all the savages!" The four voices responded, and the voices were wild.

Since the wildlings went south, the loss of White Rock City has not been the greatest, and the losses of the surrounding tribes that have not built the city are even heavier. After obtaining a small amount of iron in White Rock City, these wildlings often hunt other tribes as hunting targets. In this conscription, Lambra wants to mobilize all the surrounding tribes. He wants to bring all the grasslands from the north to the outside of the Guanxi under his rule!

A pair of dexterous hands skillfully treated Lambla with a few minor injuries. A gentle voice sounded in his ears: "At this time of recruitment, we have a lot of iron, grain, and grass, do you want to wait for those people who went south to come back?" ”

This is Lambla's wife, gentle and virtuous, with good medical skills, and at the same time a good virtuous helper.

Ranbula felt a headache when he remembered something in the south, and said indignantly: "I've been there so many people, and I haven't replied yet, so I won't wait." Besides, we will only send troops next autumn, and they will naturally come back if they can come back. We will grow more food next year. I'll figure it out again. ”

The woman picked up the giant axe from the pool of blood and said with some regret, "It's broken again." ”

For the giant axe in his wife's hand, Bang Bra is also angry when he thinks about it.

There was no shortage of iron ore in Qinzhong, and when he returned, he searched around, quickly found it, and began to mine and smelt iron. In the past few years in the River Tribe, he has studied Wang Chuan's various techniques with great concentration, and iron-making and iron-making are naturally the top priority.

But after he started doing this, he found out that he had fallen for Wang Chuan's misdeeds.

Knowing what it was and not knowing why, in the River tribe it seemed that it was simple to make iron, he reopened the blast furnace and did it himself, but found that there were many problems inside. After that, he continued to explore, only to find that there were some inconspicuous operations in the River tribe, which were also things that could not be ignored in the ironmaking process.

Take quenching as an example, when Wang Chuan teaches others to strike iron, he will prepare a basin of water next to him, and after playing for a while, he will throw the water into the water to let the iron cool for a while, at that time everyone just does it, and no one cares why. When it was time for Lambra to strike the iron himself, he felt that it was too much trouble to let the iron cool down and then heat it, so he unconsciously removed this step, but the iron tools he made were not as tough as the original. Later, when Lambra accidentally thought about this step, he discovered the importance of quenching.

There are many more technical details like this. Like the axe he forged now, he still didn't know why it always broke faster.

And then there's the horses. Qin had horses, and after he returned, he began to train horses according to Wang Chuan's request. Wang Chuan had told him about the device of the bridle head, so he did not have any trouble in taming the horse.

The problem is that after the horse is domesticated, the effect is not as great as Wang Chuan boasted.

One of them was the problem of riding, and Lambra knew about the saddle, but not about stirrups. In this way, horseback riding has become a difficult sport, and it is okay for people with idle skills to slow down on horseback, but once they let the horse charge, they will often fall half to death. Don't say anything about building cavalry, even if you use it to send messages and ride, you must also choose knights with extraordinary skills.

The second is that the horses are not as heavy as elephants, rhinoceros, or even tigers that he rides back. This is manifested in the fact that after a long run, as long as the rider is a little heavier, these horses often break their hooves and can no longer be ridden. In terms of Lambla's weight, he rode a horse for two days, and many of the horses' hooves would basically break.

Bang Bula knew that Wang Chuan praised the cavalry so much, and he must have known these problems. Wang Chuan must have concealed it.

That's all. Thinking about it from Wang Chuan's point of view, Bang Bula can understand that Wang Chuan is trying to prevent technology leakage. When he thought about other things, he was really angry in his heart.

For example, when he went north, Wang Chuan didn't bring many others.

When he didn't realize that Wang Chuan deliberately concealed his technology, Lambra would not have thought about why Wang Chuan was reluctant to bring more people with him. He remembered that at that time, Da Hei said that he would follow him to the north, but Wang Chuan refused.

Now that Lambla understands, this is also Wang Chuan's conspiracy.

If Wang Chuan is willing to take more people north, when they are separated, Lambla will definitely be able to divide a few people and return to the Baishi tribe with him. In this way, he would naturally be able to gain more knowledge of the River Tribe.

Ranbula dares to say that he is not stupider than others, but a person's energy is limited after all. When he came back and became the leader, he wanted to promote the writing, arithmetic, technology, and lifestyle of the River Tribe. But after becoming the leader, you have to deal with all kinds of things in the tribe, and if you want to implement these, you feel that you have no skills. At this time, if he had a few more helpers who were familiar with the things of the River Tribe, maybe he had already rushed out of Qinzhong at this moment, how could he be blocked at the door by a group of savages?

Not to mention others, even that big black is also a clever child, and he can do a lot of things when he gets here. But Wang Chuan's man is too treacherous.

Realizing this, Lambra had sent people south. He wanted to ask Wang Chuan why he was playing tricks on his friends, and at the same time asking for someone from him.

However, in this era, the roads are impassable and the environment is treacherous. There is not one in ten who goes out with him to experience and can come back. How difficult is it to find the River tribe with just a simple map? He has sent three batches of people to the south, and it has been three years since the first batch of people went out, but there has been no return so far. After that, the second and third groups of people will go out shortly after, and there should be a reply next year, right?

Ranbula looked to the south and thought silently: "When I have taken care of the wild people in the north, and you haven't sent me someone over, I will take the army over and take you captive and settle in the north, and see if you will leave a hand in everything?"

Lambla's gaze couldn't travel too far, but the people he sent were crossing Wanzhongguan Mountain, and arrived at the Huaxia Royal City in the summer of the eleventh year before history.