Chronicles of Primordial Wars

After quickly returning to the tribe with people, he convened a meeting of important people of the tribe, listened to the suggestions of everyone, and started to mobilize and do what he could. Arrows, weapons, herbs, food, grass rope, animal leather bags, clothing, etc. all needed to be specially prepared. The original cat winter equipment was not suitable for jungle fighting.

“By the way, let's split up the weapons we brought back.” Shao Xuan said.

The rest of you, thinking about going back and assigning tasks to your people, as soon as you heard Shao Xuan's words, Qi looked up at this side, and his eyes were fierce.

Because Shao Xuan brought these back, he had greater decision-making power. On his way back from the talks, Shao Xuan also talked to Xuan Luo about the distribution of those weapons.

“Same as always, distributed according to merit.” Shao Xuan said.

The great credit, the vast majority of whom also possess greater strength, is irrefutable, and it is reassuring to distribute those weapons of better quality to them. If they are distributed to a person who does not have much capacity, they are easily robbed.

Leader Luo and hunting team leader Dokang naturally, it goes without saying that they used it the last time they left it behind. And the rest, and what Shao Xuan brought back this time, add up to more than a dozen, the good things are limited, it is not possible to allocate to everyone, can only rely on their own strength.

Fortunately, the tribal warriors were more vigorous in the dark the last time ICAC arrived. These conscriptions were all seen in the eyes. The usual hunting, outing transactions, mining guarding and other things were also documented. In the mind, who are the only ones to distribute these weapons to now? There is already a list in the mind.

After hearing Shao Xuan say that, he made a list of his heart, and let the people present to testify, he did not have the courtesy.

These people are indeed capable of meritorious work. The younger generation of people such as Wuzhuang, Tao Qiang, Xuan and others, the older brother of Xuan Luo, although a bit reckless, but undeniably, he is really strong. He wanted to compete with Xuan Luo's leader back then, unfortunately, his temper is not good, and he failed to succeed.

Frankly, tribes are fairly distributed, and witches are watching over important events. Even if Dokan wants to win a hand for his son Dory, it's useless. Dory is really a pain in the ass compared to the rest of us.

Therefore, Dokan can only think in his heart. He will train well for many miles in the future. If he doesn't try, he won't even be able to compete for weapons!

Distribute the weapons, and say, this is not the first fight, the others have a sense, and then rush out of the house to assign tasks to each other.

Shao Xuan went to see the captain of the mining guard, Wacha.

Now that Wacha can get out of bed, he walks up and down the mountain every day. When Shao Xuan goes to his house, he only sees the sand splitting with a big axe.

“Vacha? He went down the hill.” The sand turned the axe handle at an angle on his hand and whispered a few times that one of the stakes that would stand there would be chopped into nearly equal sized pieces of wood. "In the morning he wanted to chop wood, and I kicked him out to move his hands and feet. The injury was not completely healed. What kind of wood did he chop? I suggested he go down the hill to see a man feed a duck. Is that bird called a 'duck'? Let him see how his duck eggs come from, if only he could grow more in the future. ”

Failing to cut wood, he was driven out to see the duck. He thought of the depression in Wacha's heart. Shao Xuan smiled and thanked the sand and walked down the hill to the duck shed.

Most people now know that tribes are going to rob salt mines, the atmosphere of tribes is a little serious and nervous, Shao Xuan passing households are preparing for the war, the sewing of beast leather clothes and beast leather bags, some have to come themselves, some without awakening totem force, with their strength, holding bone needles can not penetrate the skin of those thick beasts, can only sew ordinary beast leather bags, rub grass rope, etc.

Shao Xuan found Wacha at the duck shed, and Wacha was saying something to the people who took care of the duck shed.

The person who took care of the duck shed saw Shao Xuan and hurried over to report the situation of the duck shed for a few days. Mostly it was similar to a while ago, but now he was willing to stay in the tribal duck. There was less activity during the day and he stayed in the duck shed often. The green duck was still in the same condition. The eggs were left in its duck shed for most of the day to incubate. Those eggs were particularly hatch-resistant and there was no movement for so long.

“Oh, right!” The man who took care of the duck shack slapped his forehead and almost forgot the most important thing, "said the elder, who said if he saw ducks laying eggs now, he would drive them into a duck shack alone. I found more than one! ”

The man who took care of the duck shed told Shao Xuan that the egg found on the day was not an accident. Later, the patrol found it elsewhere. Although only three were found, it was also a good thing.

“The ducks lay eggs, but they didn't hatch anymore. The patrol men picked them up, along with the ducks, and, well, those two necks dyed with grass juice were the ones who had recently laid eggs, but the eggs found by the patrol were not the same number. ”

“It's okay, just see them later and separate them. If they're well taken care of, they won't be able to lay eggs again in the winter. However, raw eggs don't necessarily work with those eggs before. ”

“Well.” The guy who takes care of the duck shed is a little disappointed, but some eggs are better than no eggs, “and when the duck grows up and keeps laying eggs, that's fine, right? ”

“That's right. ”

“Hey!” The man who took care of the duck shed rubbed his hand, again full of enthusiasm.

Seeing Shao Xuan looking for Wacha, the person who took care of the duck shed left to see the situation of the other duck shed, and Shao Xuan and Wacha approached to find two wooden piles to sit on. Shao Xuan said why he came here.

“Salt mine?” Wacha thought that Shao Xuan did not seem to have been to the salt mine, and he said it from the history of the salt mine and several fights.

Shao Xuan doesn't know about the salt mines here. He used to be in the tribe because there were salt pools around him. In the earliest days, the Flaming Horn tribe was almost in an isolated environment. Of course, no one was going to rob it. Later on, the tribe also found a salt lake place. Although it was a little far away, no one was going to rob the Flaming Horn tribe there. After all, no one was willing to live in the forest except the Flaming Horn tribe.

And here, Shao Xuan experienced his first battle over salt mines.

Most of the tribe's salt had been treated. By the time Shao Xuan got his hands on it, it had been crushed, packed in small pottery jars, and because of Shao Xuan's special status in the tribe, he had no need to worry about salt at all.

But now that the cooperation plan for the three tribes has been finalized, it is certain that the battle will soon be fought, before Shao Xuan wants to learn more about salt here.

I've been in a hurry, I've been away for a long time, I don't know much about this side of things at all, and I haven't had time to ask when I get back from Wang Cheng. When Wacha said it, it felt like a battle between salt mines and salt pools, all with a salty smell, salt and blood.