In the vast land of Australia, most of the land is uninhabitable, it is an arid desert, and only the surrounding land near the sea is suitable for cultivation and habitation. Yang Fan's area is almost on the northern coast. The climate here is hot and humid, which is also suitable for the growth of crops.

The Sanqing tribe occupies a large area of plains in the east, while the Yuori tribe is close to the interior, mostly mountainous, they did not want to go to the past to learn farming, and the harvest is pitiful, which makes the Yuori tribe, which originally had mountains and forests and relied on hunting for a living, suddenly lost its advantage. In addition to normal hunting, they also have to buy grain from the Sanqing tribe every winter.

Autumn doesn't seem to be quite applicable here, it's still a little hot, it's just rained, and farming on the plains has just ended. The leader of the Sanqing tribe accepted the tributes from the various chiefs, and felt that the tribe was becoming stronger, and he was more and more happy.

"Most of the divisions, the people of the Yuori tribe have already rushed to grab the food of those Han people. When are we going to make a sortie? "The man standing on a small hill above the tribe was dressed like the Han Chinese. Even the facial features are somewhat similar to those of the Han Chinese. His mother was from the Han tribe, and his father was the original leader of this tribe. It's a mixed race, so to speak.

The old man was the grandfather Yang Fan saw at the beginning. He leaned on his staff and said with a smile: "This time the news was released, firstly, the power of the Han people was too strong and threatened our tribe. Second, take this opportunity to destroy a force of the Yuori tribe, and it will also help you unify the tribes in the southeast with the leader of Deng Ming, so we must grasp the opportunity to dispatch, and it is best to let them fight when both sides are defeated, and then we will dispatch. ”

"It's still the majority of the department that thinks thoughtfully." He turned his head and looked at the green tombs on the hillside, and the inscriptions on them were all engraved in Chinese.

"The tomb of Yang Gong Hufu, the twenty-sixth year of Xuande."

"The tomb of Li Gongfu, the twenty-seventh year of Xuande."

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Hundreds of green graves have fallen here. All the Han tribes, every ministry that died, were enshrined on this small hill. It used to be a place where the Han tribe worshiped their ancestors, and later it became a place of annual worship for the entire Sanqing tribe.

The man finished incense on the green tomb that had just been completed a few years ago, and said: "Dad named me Ming, just because I want that one day, our tribe can be like the Ming Empire, unify all tribes, and live forever." Most of the ministers, do you think I can fulfill my father's wish? ”

"This is your chance. Those Han people, their cultivation level is much more skilled than the ancestors who landed at the beginning. The yield of those wheat seeds is also amazing. I've sent it to the tribe for the next year to start sowing that wheat. ”

"Huahua is almost an adult. I've been waiting for five years. Deng Ming thought of that little girl, so he smiled, "We have played since we were children, and we are really the two little guesses that most of the ministry said, childhood sweethearts." ”

The old man nodded and said, "Next year will be the year of Xuan, and when the time comes, the leader will be able to welcome Huahua." The man nodded, looked to the north, and muttered to himself, "This lord is really my lucky star......

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The tribes of Yuweaving are scattered in the mountains near the inland, and the small tribes are scattered in a large number, if the people of the Sanqing tribe really want to do it, then they can only be ready to fight a protracted war. This is undoubtedly not cost-effective for the Sanqing tribe. Now the people of this tribe have all been lured to Yang Fan, the purpose is to wipe out the main force of Yuweaving, so that it will be easy to clean up the remnants of the force.

Jiang is worthy of being old and spicy, and Old Man Hua's trick of borrowing a knife to kill people probably has a little meaning. The people of the Haori tribe gathered not far away, and were about to rush over to grab food. Suddenly, I was startled by a shout. The petite body in front of him looked so small in front of the vast tens of thousands of people. But the leader's eyes saw the golden token in the woman's hand.

Gold, from ancient times to the present, no matter which race or dynasty, has always been regarded as a precious metal for it. The leader of the Haori tribe waved his hand and shouted, "Stop! ”

He walked forward slowly and said, "Who are you?" ”

"Sanqing, Dao girl." Taoism is spreading in this way, and it has derived many things of its own. The Taoist girl is one of them, and in order to deify this sect, in addition to the ministry, there are also Taoist women who come to perform the rituals during the sacrifice.

"I don't know what's going on with the woman?" At first, for these "supernatural" Han people, the natives really thought that they were powerful people like immortals, but after a long time of contact, they also found that they were just some people who knew a little more, and there was no awe at all.

Although the relationship between the Yuweaving tribe and the Sanqing tribe is not so good, it has not reached the point of being very stiff, so the leader will stop and ask alone.

"Leader Hanshi, the leader of the Han people asked me to ask, you have come all the way here, is there something wrong, if there is something, send a few envoys over to negotiate, there is no need to work so hard, so as not to hurt the peace." Huahua has accepted the etiquette and demeanor of Taoist girls since she was a child, and her speech is extremely cold.

"What? That's where I came to grab food from this place. Do you have anything else to say? ”

Huahua frowned and said, "If you really want to do this, please consider the feelings of the Sanqing tribe, we have a friendly relationship with those Han people, and we don't want your barbaric actions to hurt them." ”

"Huh, savage? I think your Sanqing tribe is the most barbaric, Dao girl, please go back. Sue sù that Han leader, I, Yuori, is not unreasonable. Hand over the grain, if by noon, you haven't seen the grain, don't blame our tribe for plundering it in a savage way! ”

Huahua said with an ugly face: "That leader also has something to tell you, three hundred steps, that is the range of his tolerance." If you dare to step in, don't blame them for being ruthless. ”

The Yuori tribe smiled and said, "An outsider dares to be so arrogant. At the beginning, you Han people still took refuge in the leaders of the Three Qing Dynasty, if you really have the ability, why bother to take refuge in others! After the cruel words on both sides were over, Huahua saw that Hanshi had eaten the scales and was iron-hearted, and wanted to come to grab food. At this time, it was too late for him to inform Brother Deng Ming again, so he could only go back and tell Yang Fan that he would soon hand over the grain to the Yuweaving tribe.

Hearing that Yu Weaving was coming, the small tribe that had been rescued by Yang Fan also dispatched in groups and rushed over to resist this powerful tribal alliance. That small tribe, in the past few months, has also received a lot of favors from Yang Fan, and is also very grateful for Yang Fan's kindness and kindness. At this time, Yang Fan was a little surprised when he dared to come forward to help. After all, at this time, it's already good not to stab you in the back.

The old chieftain Harrow, who is close to the leader Guda, their thoughts are very simple, and that is to repay. It's ridiculous, even Yang Fan doesn't believe it, is there really anyone willing to give his life for a foreign clan to protect them?