"If there is no war before the fall, even if the Bluegrass tribe escapes this year, whether it is training troops or fortifications, it will be able to become some climate."

The implication is that no matter how much they work overtime now, the River Valley Tribe will rush to fight this year, and the Bluegrass Tribe will have to finish playing.

The population of the river valley is more than twice that of the blue grass, and it is impossible to defeat one against two, and rushing up is to give people heads for nothing.

Purple Flower will not provide thermal weapon support at the beginning of the battle between the two sides, at least in the first wave of the offensive, Blue Grass must sustain itself.

"It's just that I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until next year."

The time is now on the blue grass's side, and the river valley tribe is estimated to also consider a quick battle, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

"yes, we need to be ready."

Bluegrass began to train, and the venue didn't have time to prepare, now that I think about it, building a bridge between the cliffs is really a double win, if it really can't be beaten, that path is the last chance for the Bluegrass tribe to escape.

If you can't retreat, you can come back after leaving your homeland, and if everyone is dead, then there is really no future.

The White Rock Tribe did not expect that Purple Flower would secretly support the Blue Grass Tribe, and they agreed that Purple Flower would focus on its own development.

Could it be that Patriarch Luo Ze's lame acting skills are really believed?

Or is the impression of Purple Flower's weak chickens in the past too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and many tribes subconsciously think that the Purple Flower people are a group of honest people?

It seems that they are all thinking too much.

"Maybe it's because we've made it public that fish can be eaten, and we're more generous when we do business?" 、

Roze also didn't know where the misunderstanding came from.

"Nobody knows how much we're making."

Purple flowers have their own resources, and the cost is naturally minimized.

In addition to the manpower consumed, the rest is all net income, and they have small profits at this stage, so that the various tribes can become rich, so that they can make more money.

"They can't help it."

The dialogue between the two is very dark, with a painting style of a behind-the-scenes mastermind.

"So we're really good people."

Jun Qianqian nodded approvingly, and Luo Ze looked at the sky helplessly.

The highest level of fooling is to believe even yourself.

The personnel training is similar to that of Purple Flower back then, but there is no time for gradual progress, and the overall intensity has increased.

"In addition to this, we will conduct retreat exercises."

In the pit of the bluegrass tribe, there are only two exits from the mountain road of Anhua Mountain and the path found by Lily of the Valley.

The route that once traveled with the Pingqiu tribe had been unused for so many years, overgrown with weeds and shrubs, and was almost unrecognizable.

But even if the road was still there, they couldn't flee to the north, and no one knew what was there, and they didn't know how far they had to flee to meet a populated place.

"Are there many elderly people in the tribe who are like Lily of the Valley's parents who are inconvenient to move?"

After all, after living in Lily of the Valley's house for a few days, Jun Qianqian paid some attention.

"Luckily, other older people can still move."

But it's just moving.

The Bluegrass tribe has never been wealthy, but it can barely provide food for the entire tribe by relying on the abundance of edible plants around it and the prey obtained from hunting.

There are still a few elderly people in this tribe, and there is not as much population consumption as the Purple Flower tribe in the past.

The overall population of the Purple Flower Tribe is particularly young, and except for the old patriarch, there is no middle-aged or elderly person.

"Some elderly people do not agree to evacuate, they are too old to leave their homeland."

When discussing the retreat with the Yabai patriarch, Luo Ze guessed that this would happen.

"Fortunately, the old people are very supportive of the young people leaving."

These old people are not cheating, nor do they know what to do, they just feel that they are too old to withstand the toss.

It's just that they have such an idea, and it will still have a great impact on other middle-aged people who need to be evacuated.

"There is no possibility that the blue grass will be stubborn."

The situation is not optimistic, if the people of the blue grass insist on staying, Zihua can only retreat first, leaving some weapons at most, so that the blue grass can consume the combat power of a wave of river valley tribes.

The war between two tribes cannot be won by a single blood.

As a result, Zihua didn't want to see that in the past battles, because the weapons were not advanced, a fight would not wipe out the entire tribe, not to mention that the captives were valuable trophies.

"But even in the past, the tribes of the valley never had any mercy for the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled."

When the defeated tribesmen were captured, they would not have killed the sick and the old and infirm with their own hands.

But they would ruthlessly drive these people to the bazaar, and they didn't care how many dead people fell on the way.

"I almost was one of them."

Jun Qianqian fought a cold war, and she finally understood the ferocity of the river valley tribe thoroughly.

She still remembered the piece of meat that the Rivervalley Tribal Guards had given her, but she forgot that the culprit who had starved her for two days in the first place was the same person.

She is still too naïve and soft-hearted.

"They were going to starve you?"

Luo Ze held her whole in his arms, and his voice was a little muffled.

"I'm more curious about what would have happened to me if no one had bought me."

Jun Qianqian leaned on Luo Ze's chest and sighed softly.

Now we can only count on the Yabai Patriarch, hoping that he can persuade the old people in the tribe.

Others will prepare stretchers, even the old mother of the Lily of the Valley family with bad eyes, and the old father who broke his hip bone, can be safely evacuated without leaving behind.

"Everyone in the world looks down on the value of old age, thinking that if a person declines, he has no value, but he doesn't know that this world can live to old age, and it is all spelled out in the wind and waves."

The value of those experiences is life-saving.

"After retreating, let these people of the Blue Grass Tribe migrate to Purple Flower?"

Zihua's current urban planning is divided into two parts: the inner and outer city.

There are still a lot of open spaces in the outer city, and even if the population of the Blue Grass Tribe is larger than the current Purple Flower Tribe's combined, it can still accommodate it.

"Then it depends on what the people of the Bluegrass tribe think."

Jun Qianqian felt that they had retreated, and it did not mean that they had declared defeat to the River Valley tribe.

If all the people retreat to the Purple Flower Tribe, the Blue Grass Tribesmen will be preserved and the Purple Flower Tribe will be strengthened, but the spearhead of the war will be directly transferred to the Purple Flower Tribe.

What's more, the river valley tribe has no losses, and the next thing to target is definitely the southwest.

The southwest region is a vast area, and the expedition of the river valley tribe is not a good choice, but the pace of river valley expansion does not stop, and the mountain tribe is the next target.

The beating of the mountain tribe is no different from the Purple Flower tribe being blasted.

"Bluegrass can also play guerrilla/strike."

Jun Qianqian said what she thought.