Not only do people not have enough, but they also have to consume a lot of materials.

The first is medicine.

After the battle, a total of 522 people were wounded. Although the severity of the injuries ranged from mild to severe, the surge in medical stress was visible to the naked eye.

The second is food.

Although the number of natives in the territory of the land period did not reach 1,000, the mouths of the people who ate were genuine 955.

She did the math, what is the problem?

Out of those Salt Tu captives!

Although this group of captives ate the worst food, the medicine was also the worst, and the main thing was not to die. But they have a total of 554 people, 388 wounded, the population base is here, and the pressure is great!

The pressure was so great that the eyes of the land period changed when they looked at them.

Xiong Batian looked at her gradually changing eyes, and the alarm in his heart increased greatly, "Lu Period, you don't want to kill all these people, do you?" ”

I'll go

Tied yourself to a tyrant?!

"What are you thinking about, I'm thinking about how to get some blood back from these people."

Lu Qiqi hugged his hands to his chest and said to himself, "My Nuwa tribe is already poor enough, and this group of big dogs still come to eat white food, it's really shameful." There are also walls and traps, which have to be repaired and are labor-intensive......"

As she spoke, she walked to the darkroom where the Yantu people were being held. Looking at a room full of captives, she asked, "Who among you is the fastest?" ”

After a while, a man with very muscular legs stepped forward.

"Very good, I will give you a task, and bring a message to the patriarch and priest of your tribe."

Lu Qiqi held two chestnuts in his hand and coiled them in his hand, "Tell them that a warrior of the Yantu tribe can exchange two slaves or a basket of food." If you still want these warriors, bring them before the cicadas chirp.

Otherwise....... ”

She didn't finish, and smiled at him.

A mouthful of white and neat teeth was exposed, but it reminded all the Yantu people who heard this of the cruel methods of their own tribe to treat prisoners of war, and their hairs stood on end.

Hearing this, the Salt Soil Clan's Scud Warrior took a deep look at his companion and immediately set off in the direction of the Salt Tribe.

Look at them badly,

It feels good during the land period.

She looked at the young shoots of the leaves gradually turning green, and asked the person next to her, "Vine, how much time is there until the cicadas chirp?" ”

"It's been less than 20 sunsets."

Fuji said.

Lu Qi nodded and began to plan for the next development of the tribe.

Spring planting has begun, and cassava, flax, and cotton have been sown. The cultivated farmland is neat and tidy, and when it rains in spring, the young seedlings have broken through the soil.

Several ewes and cows sent by the Yantu tribe also gave birth.

Hua Hao has now become a full-time wet nurse, carefully serving those cubs. For this reason, he also set aside a piece of land for him to raise these livestock.

In addition to hunting, the people all participated in the production of handicrafts.

In addition to the new Boulder children in the tribe, there are also more than a dozen babies born this spring. The most intuitive craft is that both children and babies have linen to wear.

The children were strangely uncomfortable when they first put on clothes made of linen.

But as the temperature starts to warm up, it's so comfortable.

In addition to linen, woven straw sandals were also accessible enough to everyone. Even the first time she put on her shoes, she was amazed at how she felt. The feeling of having something to protect the soles of your feet is definitely much better than protecting them with a cocoon on the soles of your feet.

Every day, the sound of children frolicking in the territory will be transmitted to the darkroom like a ubiquitous wind.

For the people of the Salt Soil who are locked up in the darkness here, sound is the only way they know the outside world.

Hear the laughter of these people outside.

It fuels their desire to return to their tribe even more.

And in the midst of this day after day of waiting, the ransom procession from the Salt Tu finally arrived in a hurry. When they stepped into the forest near the Nuwa tribe, nearby sentinels spotted their tracks.

In order to prevent the Yantu tribe from changing their dead nature, they pretended to save people, but in fact they attacked the city.

Once again, the warriors of the tribe were fully armed and ready for battle.

At this time, an old man of the Yantu tribe with gray hair and a very old man stood up, "Who is the patriarch of the Nuwa tribe?" ”

"Me."

Lu Qiqi stood on the high city wall and answered him, and then asked rhetorically, "Who are you?" ”

Old man: "I'm an elder of the Yantu clan. I received a message from you that I came to redeem the prisoners of war and bring my Yantu people back.

We shouldn't be late, right? ”

"Nope."

Lu Qiqi looked at the old man below and smiled kindly, "What about the things you came to change, did you bring them?" ”

"Of course."

The elder of the Yantu clan nodded, and with a wave of his hand, someone led out the slaves who were tied together with hemp rope.

Lu Qiqi was also very face-saving, and she had people escort the Yantu captives to the city gate in waves. Under the old man's picky choice, it was strictly carried out according to the exchange standard of two slaves and one captive.

Then she found out that the old man only exchanged for the salt people.

And those who did not exchange were originally slaves themselves.

Except for the dozen or so Yantu people who were injured and did not survive, a total of 523 people, 336 people were exchanged by the other party, and the remaining 187 people were all slaves.

And now, the number of slaves has become 336*2+187, a total of 859 people!

What does this mean?

Means that her number of requirements have been completed!

Just when she was excited, the dog who was in charge of checking and counting came over and whispered to her, "Lord Lord, the people of the Salt Earth Clan are good or bad. You see the slaves they sent were skinny and skinny, and they looked like they were about to starve to death. ”

Lu Qiqi glanced at these people when he heard this.

Gou Yu is right, since they are slaves to be given away, how can the Yantu people care about the lives of these slaves.

They wished that the slaves would die as soon as they completed the transaction.

However, the land period also planned to do this to the captured Yantu tribe, so the group of captives who were left behind also had their chests against their backs, and their ribs were exposed.

Seeing this, Lu Qiqi waved his hand, "Let the canteen cook a big pot of flax flour paste, get some oil and salt, and let them eat first." ”

As she spoke, she turned and asked Kei to arrange a place for the new group of slaves.

Just as she was busy, a pair of eyes were quietly watching her. This man had a bowl of mush in his hand, but he had no intention of eating, and approached the land period.

Until a scolding, "Stop!" Five steps away from the lord! ”

Lu Qiqi turned his head when he heard the scolding, only to see that this was a thin and short man, he held the hot paste in both hands, and shouted loudly and weakly, "Honorable lord, I am from the Earth Worm Tribe, thank you for your gift!" ”

As he spoke, he attracted a nearby chaff.

Looking at him, he immediately raised his eyebrows and kicked him away, "This person is the one who gave all kinds of bad ideas to the Yantu clan before!" ”

Good night~