The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

Five days later.

There was a constant roar from the top of the mountain above the valley of the Xia tribe. Various stone tools hit the stones, and there was continuous splashing and rolling of rocks. The strong men were naked, waving their weapons, and slamming at the stones under their feet. .

Smash.

I smashed.

The patriarch ordered that wherever the stone is high, hit it, and no longer have to worry about stumbling on the stone.

Between the splashes of rocks, the raised stones were crushed, and then a woman picked up a bamboo basket, packed up the gravel, and poured it towards the mouth of the valley below.

On the west side of the mountain, some tribes also cut down the trees and flattened the gentle slope of the mountain. Every few meters of the drop will go down a step. The size of each level is different. Generally speaking, the more The flattened area is slightly larger.

The mined stones were carved into blocks of stone by stone soldiers, and then some people went back toward the top of the mountain. As for the smaller stones, they were laid on the edge of the terraces.

"Get up and let me come."

The huge hand grabbed a two-meter-long feldspar, one fell on the shoulder, and the other hand grabbed another one and placed it on the shoulder. The totem warrior tried his best at least, and the few stones were naturally Not to mention.

Qiang Qiang.

A series of eight feldspars were carried by giants on their shoulders, and they followed the winding mountain road that was opened up towards the top of the mountain.

...

In the valley, Xia Tuo smiled and looked at the two old men in front of him, from the former hill tribe.

In the past few days, he has successively joined four tribes to exchange salt, and this is the fifth one today.

Regardless of whether the tribe wants it or not, whether it is reasonable or not, the new tribal land has already started. Building houses and opening up terraces will naturally be done by the tribe.

Besides, the men and women on the wild land, there is no such thing as a spoiled one.

In contrast, his patriarch became the leader of the slap, and in front of him was the leader of the small tribe from this mountain.

The two of them carried the animal skins from the tribe's hard hunting, and they were going over the mountains and ridges to exchange for some salt. How could it be thought that the Lu tribe had actually changed people.

"The animal skins that the two brought are really not good."

Xia Tuo said aloud, the animal skins in the two rattan baskets in front of him were bleak, with dry blood stains, and the fur stuck together, just ordinary animal skins.

Following his words, the expressions of the two old men could not help but dim.

This is already the best thing they can get. The tribe’s life is difficult. The two tribes have to get together, even if it is so, they can barely survive.

"Come here."

The changes in the expressions of the two old men were in Xia Tuo's eyes, and he shouted to the outside of the cave.

When a teenager heard the call, he ran in with a stone jar in his arms, placed the jar in front of Xia Tuo, and reverently shouted the patriarch and retreated.

"This is a quarter of table salt."

Xia Tuo pushed the stone jar onto the two people in front of him and motioned them to open it.

Click.

"This……"

Under Xia Tuo's gesture, Qian stretched out his hand to open the jar, and was stunned, not only the mountain beside him was also stunned.

There was a jar full of salt, and the grains shone with blue light, half of the jar was not gravel in imagination.

"This is for us?"

Shan said in disbelief.

"of course."

Xia Tuo nodded, and then said: "How can my Xia tribe make a deal to smash my own business? This time the two were frightened. This jar Qingyan is apologizing for both."

"This is too much."

The former old man was bored for a long time, and said aloud that in the past, they could only exchange one-third of the jar of salt in the Lu tribe, and more than half of it had to be mixed with soil.

Xia Tuo's hand really frightened the two of them.

This is too bright.

It was really too cruel to be squeezed by the Lu tribe. The two old men didn't know what to say for a while, and their hearts were ups and downs, and it was difficult to hold on to themselves.

"In the future, if there are any needs in the tribe, you can come to our Xia tribe to barter."

He smiled and said to the two old men in front of him. He didn't care about the identities of the two old men, but he cared about the influence of replacing the Lu tribe on this mountain as soon as possible.

The Lu tribe’s image of this mountain is majestic, and now he comes to show favor.

"Armor, weapons, and crossbows can be exchanged as long as necessary."

"Really."

The former old man's eyes were unbelievable. When they entered the valley, they saw a team of Xia tribesmen wearing armor of similar standard, carrying bows and crossbows on their backs, and holding stone soldiers in their hands.

"Not bad."

Xia Tuo nodded and said, "However, it is not easy to make armor, bows, and crossbows. It requires a lot of animal bones, animal skins and even wood. Therefore, it will cost more to exchange for armor and crossbows."

"but."

Just when the expressions of the two old men were dimmed again, Xia Tuo's voice pulled them back again.

"I am interested in all kinds of minerals, ruin fragments, herbs, and even some weird things. If the two can be brought over, it will arouse my interest. Crossbows, armor, and salt are not a problem."

"Really?"

"Ok."

The abrupt Xia Tuo's expression suddenly became fierce, and said: "Of course I like these things, but not all stones can be used to deceive me. Even if I speak well, the totem warriors in the tribe will not give up. ."

"Yes Yes Yes."

When the two old men were about to leave, Xia Tuo's voice came from behind them.

"In three months, my tribe is going to open a market where bartering for goods, then you can come to see if you need it."

"Market?"

"If you meet people from other tribes, please let me know."

With doubts, Shanhe Qian left the Xia tribe.

"Patriarch, as for giving them so much salt?"

The rein of the great elder walked in, looked at the jar placed in the vine basket of the old man, and looked at the tattered animal skins under his feet, and said distressedly.

Xia Tuo did not answer, but instead asked, "How is the top of the mountain?"

Speaking of business affairs, the elders of the rein did not care about the jar of salt, and replied: "The top of the mountain is already flat. With Hong and the totem warriors, it is easy to level it out."

"Well, build the house as soon as possible, and you can play with the terraces later."

Having said this, Xia Tuo remembered again and said, "Has the waterwheel been made?"

Without waiting for the elder to answer, he got up and walked out.

"Go, go and see."

At the corner of the valley leading to the salt mine, a gurgling spring formed a pool of more than ten square meters, surrounded by bluestone.

At the moment in the water pool, a sink is standing diagonally upward. The sink is made of a whole bucket of green bamboo, which is split from the middle to hollow out the bamboo joints.

In the water tank, the small bamboo tubes are connected with animal skin ropes and turned into crawlers, and they reach a place 30 meters above the cliff.

Except for a canal 30 meters away from the cliff, the huge runner of the waterwheel is embedded in the canal.

In this canal, there is another waterwheel, which is more than 20 meters high, and once again lifts the water to the canal more than 20 meters high, and just like this one after another, has been leading the water to the top of the mountain.

Here, Xia Tuo saw a person who shouldn't be here, Wu.

According to past habits, witches should be comprehending witchcraft that has never been fully understood, especially after getting the witch notes left by the original Lu tribe witches, they should not come out in the cave.

Wu was standing on a cliff tens of meters high in the opened water channel. With her shriveled fingers groping on the huge water wheel, Xia Tuo grabbed the vine hanging on the cliff and came to Wu's side.

"Witch, you...I...I rely on."

Xia Tuo, who was about to make a sound, suddenly shouted.

He patted his head, and muttered helplessly: "I have forgotten that this is a fantasy world."

Wu didn't take Lixiatuo, his fingers traced the lines on the huge waterwheel, and mysterious lines flashed, like a snake crawling around, and fell into the depths of the waterwheel after a flash.

Soon, Xia Tuo saw that in the empty canal, the huge waterwheel just started automatically without water.

"What am I..."

Rubbing his face, he licked his face and said to the witch, "You always see how I learn witchcraft from you."

"You can not."

Wu looked at him proudly, and then smiled. There are also times when you slumped.

"Thanks to the witch note of the Lu tribe witch this time, he is a witch with a branded spell and a witch armor. I did not expect the old man to pursue the decades of witchcraft. Found my way."

"What?"

Not surprised by Lixia Tuo, Wu grabbed the vine and went up again, came to another waterwheel, and began to imprint the Wu Talisman.

"Old man, your witchcraft is done."

After the surprise, Xia Tuo finally reacted. The old man said that he wished witches, but unfortunately he was puzzled by the witchcraft he had pursued for a lifetime. He was only a half-hearted wizard.

This is the right path.

Looking up at the cliff, Xia Tuo shook his head, and after a sigh, he came down from the cliff.

Wu's way was finally found, but it was in his twilight years, I don't know whether it was joy or sorrow.

Time is also fate.

Really elusive.

"Patriarch, the salt is ready."

Back in the cave, Mu came with a jar of just made salt.

"The prepared salt is hidden in another cave. It must be hidden."

"understood."

Mu nodded and stepped back.

"Elder, I have been away these few days, the construction of the tribe’s houses cannot be stopped, and all the small tribes who come to barter, give them enough salt. Right now we are not short of salt. They have been suppressed by the Lu tribe for a long time. It just so happens that we can gather a wave of gratitude."

"I'm afraid some people don't know what is good or bad."

Regarding the words of the great elder, Xia Tuo smiled and responded: "Who doesn't know what is good or bad, let Hong lead someone to let them know."

After arranging things in the clan, Xia Tuo led the deer toward the gale again, and it was good to swallow the Lu tribe, but some things had not been resolved.