"It loves jerky."

Tianmad muttered and continued to stretch his hand forward, the changes he saw with his own eyes gave him more confidence and courage. Finally, the moment the fingertips trembled and touched the scales on the surface of the velociraptor body, Tian Mad clearly felt the man-eating beast tremble slightly, it did not open its mouth to attack itself, nor did it dodge away at the first time.

It lowered its head and looked at itself silently, just like a blind date meeting a man and woman in the era of civilization, full of scrutiny and criticism.

"Hold on to its back and ride it." Tianhao encouraged by the side. He knew that the velociraptors would accept such an action, but he couldn't be sure if they would accept the madness.

This is important.

This is a time of savage madness, and to gain a foothold in this strange world and control greater power, it requires equally savage and crazy ideas and plans.

Why can horses be ridden?

This is a question that biologists in civilized times have racked their brains and cannot find an answer to.

The frozen sperm bank, which was automatically activated in the context of the destruction of the world, recreated the human race, and the genetically improved northern barbarians have long since adapted to the radiation environment. They can freely enter the area, and as long as they are sure that there is a way to tame the mutant dinosaurs, the actual control area of the Rock Village can be multiplied.

Build a cavalry based on the Mutated Velociraptor. This carnivorous monster is invincible on the battlefield.

There are also mutant triceratops, which Tianhao also included in the plan. All the workshops in the base are destroyed, I can't make guns, I can't make bullets, but I can build a "biotank" army. Triceratops with a volume of more than twenty meters, they were enough to crush everything.

The heavenly madness finally rode on the back of the velociraptor . The whole process is not so much "riding" as "climbing". Without a saddle, his movements appear extremely clumsy. A few meters above the ground, he was a little dizzy, and his hands tightly wrapped around the velociraptor to make sure it wouldn't fall.

"How does it feel?" Tianhao's mood was much better than just now.

"The gods are above, I actually rode a monster......" Tianmad pinched his thigh hard, making sure it wasn't a dream.

"You may be the first dragon knight in this world." Tianhao said seriously.

"What is a Dragon Knight?" Tianmad was a little puzzled.

Tianhao was speechless for a while.

In the civilized world, dragon knight is a word with a lot of meaning. Some of the strange-looking girls are called "dinosaurs", and the men with whom they have an intimate relationship beyond friendship are dragon knights.

"They're not horses. As you saw earlier, they eat meat. Tianhao felt that his way of thinking needed to change, and casually perfunctory, looking for suitable explanations.

Although the madness is rough, it is not a fool. He gently patted the velociraptor on the neck: "Third child, why do you call them dragons?" ”

"They're not dragons." Tianhao opened his mouth to deny without thinking about it: "At least it's not a dragon in the real sense." ”

Tianmad was even more puzzled: "What is a dragon?" ”

"A great deity, a totem that must be worshipped." Tianhao replied very firmly: "It has the arms of the Ox Clan, the horns of the Deer Clan, the mane of the Lion Clan, the claws of the Tiger Clan, the eyes of the Eagle Clan, and the nose of the Pig Clan...... One day, all people, the whole world, will prostrate at the feet of the dragon. ”

……

Deer territory, Stag City.

Few people like the city just from the first sight. As an essential defensive structure, the walls of Stag City were terrible, with no bricks or stones, and everything from the head to the base of the wall was made of clods of earth that had been dried by wooden molds. In order to increase the strength index of the wall, straw stalks were added to the clods, and the whole wall looked rough and unaesthetic.

In contrast, Liuyun City, located on the outskirts of the Stag Clan's territory, fared much better, with tall walls made of masonry. To some extent, this represents the will and thinking of the clan ruler———— if even the well-defended outer city is captured by the enemy, the clan capital at the core of the territory will lose its existence.

Limited resources need to be used wisely.

Patriarch Lu Qingyuan walked around anxiously, his angry face looking extremely hideous. He wrenched his hands into each other, his thumbs swirling in the center of the tiger's mouth and pulling them out, and thrust them in with even more force.

The spies lurking in Thunder Horn City sent back a message: The destruction of Mengxiang Village was the work of the Thunder Niu Clan. The detailed plan and attack route are not yet clear, but the starting position of the Niu army has been discovered, which is the abandoned Qinglong Village.

The throne was located in the middle of the chamber, with more than a dozen chairs on either side. With the exception of the three sons, the people who are eligible to enter this room are either the elders of the Stag clan or the noble-ranking leaders.

The second son, Lu Qingnan, was irritable: "Father, let me lead the troops to the battle!" The blood of the Thunder Cattle Department must be repaid in blood. ”

A tall commander stood up from his chair and bowed to Lu Qingyuan: "Great King, the second prince is right, this time we must ask for an explanation from the Niu people." The two tribes have been adjacent to each other for hundreds of years, and they have always crossed the border to attack our territory. In the past, it was just a small fight, and occasionally a few villages with a small population were just a few villages. But this time they actually attacked Mengxiang Village, it was a full 3,000 people! If we don't react this time, and are still unmoved as before, then next time, their target will be Liuyun City. ”

On the other side, the tribal witch in a black cotton robe snorted coldly: "It sounds good, what are we going to fight?" The Ox people are good at fighting, and they have mastered the most exquisite forging techniques. As early as twenty years ago, I said that the Thunder Ox Department must be the great enemy of our Buck Division, and we must prepare for it in advance. But who of you really listens to me? They need cloth, and exchanging weapons with us is a good deal for both of us. As long as we reach an agreement on supply and demand, we will be able to make peace with the Ox Clan, and we will be able to obtain a steady stream of weapons and armor through the supply of cloth. But what about you...... Deyao, you have always opposed our trade with the Ox Clan, and most of the cloth produced each year is used to exchange food with the Leon Clan in the south. Well, now, the Ox people have hit us right under our noses. Tell me about the rotten and rusty knives and guns in the warehouse, and the tattered armor, is this the confidence that you keep saying that you want to start a war with the cattle people? ”

"Wu Zhi, what do you mean?" Deyao is a nobleman of the Stag tribe with a surname, and is in charge of an army of up to tens of thousands. His face was slightly red, and he raised his hand in anger and shouted sharply: "Our land should be planted with cotton, and it is the king's intention to exchange cloth for grain." Twenty years...... If we exchange the cloth for the Ox people every year, what do we need so much armor and weapons for? We want food, food! ”

"Humph! What else can you do but talk nicely? Wu Zhi looked at the other side with a mocking gaze: "Don't think I don't know anything, a large part of the grain exchanged from the lion clan every year is intercepted by you and used to make wine, and it would be good if half of the part that was actually distributed to the various walled cities could be distributed." ”

"We need salt!" Lu Deyao was-for-tat, not giving an inch: "Only with wine can you exchange salt from the pig clan." ”

Wu Zhi's sneer was even louder: "I only saw silver coins in your pockets one by one. Don't say I didn't remind you, it's a thing made by the lion people, you hide them like treasures, can you eat them, or can you wear them? ”

"Enough!" The irritable Lu Qingyuan burst out and roared: "Now is not the time to talk about these things, if you want to quarrel, get out of here!" ”

Every ruler will face all kinds of troubles, and Lu Qingyuan is no exception.

He thinks about gains and losses.

It's hard to make ethnic policies, and great leaders with great vision are rare. Not to mention twenty years, even five years, or even two or three years later, there will be a lot of change. In fact, it doesn't matter what is right and wrong in the dispute between Wu Zhi and Lu Deyao, it is a pot of rotten rice porridge, and it is impossible to distinguish the upper and lower priorities.

The deer people need food, iron, salt, and all kinds of daily necessities. In particular, the Buck Division is just sandwiched between several major tribes, and its territory is so large that there is a fixed amount of cotton or grain planted every year. If there is more of this, there will be less of that. To make matters worse, the Stag Division was unable to expand its territory and was forced to limit its population.

Lu Qingyuan never thought of going to war with the Niu people. To do so is to kill yourself. Even if the scale of the war is limited to the Thunder Cow Division and the Buck Division, he is still not an opponent.

Is that all?

He couldn't swallow it.

The eldest son, Lu Qingdong, left his seat and walked up the steps of the throne under the gaze of everyone, he leaned close to the position and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "Father, we can follow the example of the Lei Niu tribe and attack a certain stockade on their border. ”

Lu Qingyuan slowly raised his eyelids in silence and looked at Lu Qingdong with a complicated gaze.

He didn't really like this son. The joy of becoming a father for the first time was diluted with the birth of the second and third sons one after another. "Love until you are three years old and hate until you are old", the proverb of the civilized era has been tested for a long time. Lu Qingyuan knew that his abilities were limited, and that he was old, and he would never be able to become the legendary tribal leader who was admired by countless people. Every day, looking at the old face reflected in the water and stroking his white hair, he always has an indescribable fear in his heart.

From a young age, the eldest son exhibited many of the qualities expected of a clan leader. He is intelligent, has a special opinion on many things, intersects with all aspects of the clan, and is unanimously recognized by everyone for his excellent and fair handling of things...... But the more this is the case, the deeper Lu Qingyuan's vigilance against his eldest son becomes.

It's not news to kill your biological father and replace it. The current lion king is the best example of this. He rebelled, invaded the main city of the tribe, cut off his father's head in front of everyone, distributed the body of the previous lion king among all his vassals, and forced them to eat them on the spot.

This was a way for barbarian rulers to prove their strength.

Lu Qingyuan couldn't guarantee that the eldest son would not follow the example of the young lion king, and suddenly use the same method on himself one day.

He trusts his second son, Lu Qingnan, and his third son, Lu Qingxi. The second son, in particular, has been very obedient since he was a child and is not as rebellious as the eldest son.

"Which Niu village do you want to attack?" In fact, the eldest son's opinion is exactly what Lu Qingyuan thinks in his heart. But the more this happened, the more jealous he became of this son.

"I don't have a specific goal yet, it's just a little bit of my idea. Whether it is feasible or not depends on your father's decision. Lu Qingdong half-bowed and replied cautiously.

Lu Qingyuan looked at him deeply, turned around, and slowly returned to the throne and sat down. He glanced at the close attendant standing on the side, and the latter, who had known him well for many years, nodded and turned away...... A few minutes later, the attendant returned with a roll of hides. He spread out the animal skin on the wooden table in front of Lu Qingyuan, and pressed the corners with heavy objects.

This is the area around the Stag Division. It is crudely drawn, with blurred lines in many places, and only a rough outline of the tribal boundaries can be seen.

"You're all going to take a look." Lu Qingyuan issued an order to everyone in a deep voice: "This matter can't be left like this, you must ask the Lei Niu Department for an explanation." ”

All the high-ranking people in the council hall gathered around.

Wu Zhi stood at the front, he looked at his king with a see-through gaze, and asked without worry: "Your meaning, big king, is it a small battle?" ”

Lu Qingyuan did not deny it: "The Niu clan will not admit that they did the matter in Mengxiangzhai." Even if we take the complaint to the tribal alliance, it won't come to fruition. I know the cow people are not easy to fight, but I need the head of the cow people. ”

Lu Deyao immediately took a big step forward: "My subordinates are willing to share the worries of the king. ”

Lu Qingyuan didn't seem to see his existence, and his eyes swept directly from Lu Deyao and fell on his second son, Lu Qingnan. He raised his hand and beckoned in that direction: "Anan, get ready, you will lead the troops this time." ”

Lu Qingnan was a little surprised, he instinctively glanced at his eldest brother Lu Qingdong who was standing next to him, and then turned his head: "Father, this ...... Big brother he ......"

"I said you would lead the troops this time!" Lu Qingyuan was a little annoyed, and increased his volume and tone: "I didn't let you start a war against the Niu people, as long as you capture a few stockades on the border!" They take our people for weaving, and we can also take their men and make iron. ”

Lu Qingdong half-bowed his head, silent, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Lu Qingnan kept turning his head to look at his brother, and stammered to his father: "That...... I...... I ......"

He was tempted to say, "Let Big Brother go!" ”

This sentence has already reached his mouth, but he was still forced to swallow it by Lu Qingnan. He knew his father's temper, and doing so would only make him angrier and the consequences more out of control.

There was silence all around.

The anger in Lu Qingyuan's heart subsided slightly. He raised his hand and drew a circle on the skin map, and tapped his finger firmly in the middle a few times: "That's it." Zhangpu Village, Panshi Village, and Qingyuan Village...... This royal ministry wants to. Kill as many as you can, and kill all those who are unwilling to surrender, burn down their stockades, and raze them to the ground! ”