From Chief to Ball

Following the wolf skin's finger, there stands a very high mountain, halfway up the mountain is full of trees, but the top of the mountain is a huge stone wall, and pine trees grow tenaciously on the top of the mountain, which is extremely eye-catching.

No wonder the wolf skin can recognize it at a glance, this mountain is indeed different.

"Dock! Grandmother says there's a salty stone you can lick? Is that there?"

"Yes, it's on the opposite side of the mountain. I was with women from other tribes under the pine tree on the top of the mountain last year..."

Wolfpi happily recalled what happened last year, while rowing the birchbark boat to the shore.

Wangshan ran dead horses, the mountain looked extremely high, and if I really wanted to walk over it, I would have to walk for a whole day.

Lifting his eyes and looking at the surrounding grass, Chen Jian took out the bone plow and dug a few times on the bank.

The bottom is silt, and it seems that the shore is often flooded.There are plains all around, which is different from the homeland hundreds of miles away. It seems that the place where my tribe is located is the remnant of a certain mountain, and here is a plain from the beginning.

He knelt by the river and prayed towards the mountain: "I hope I can find plants that can be planted. Bless the ancestors..."

There are no gods in this world yet, and he doesn't believe in gods. With his yellow skin and black eyes, he naturally prays to his ancestors, whether it's from this life or the previous life.

Standing up, the boat was dragged to the shore and put away. Two men carried jars of maple syrup and mutton fat, and a large bag of dried fish. Holding bone pears and stone spears, ten men walked forward along the chest-high grass. .

There are many animals here, but the tribe does not live on the grass.For tribes who don't know how to build houses, it's too open and unsafe here.

The truly wild, unconquered land is just below the feet, and the tall grass shows the fertility of this ancient land.

I picked a few slices of mint and mugwort and smeared it on my body. Those nasty and terrifying mosquitoes didn't like the smell, so they had to run away.

Use the stone spear to carefully push aside the grass on the ground to scare away the snakes basking in the sun, and occasionally shoot and kill a few birds in the grass.

Undulating hills gradually began to appear in front of my eyes. After digging a few times with bone plows, the soil here is no longer muddy. Even if the river floods occasionally, it will not be submerged here. Several streams that are one person wide meander around the hills.

A few tall plants grow on the hills in the distance, with slender bodies and strip-shaped leaves.

There were no gorgeous petals, no honey fragrance, but Chen Jian threw away the stone spear and ran towards those plants.

It was the end of spring and the beginning of summer, and the plants were growing vigorously, but they hadn't produced fruit yet, so Chen Jian still recognized this plant at a glance.

I broke one and took a few bites in my mouth, the sweet stalks were slightly immature.After digging a few times with my hands, the dense roots underneath were exposed, and it was very bitter to break a section.

"Sorghum, this should be sorghum!"

Chen Jian spat out the roots in his mouth, glanced at the stems and leaves and the protruding spikelets, and was sure that he was right.

At this time, it has not been domesticated, and it grows extremely tall, and gathers together in clusters.

The dense roots firmly grasp the ground, showing unyielding; the straight and tall body gives people confidence and strength.

Only when they bear fruit will they lower their proud heads and show their blushing shyness.

After a closer look, there are a lot of wild sorghum here, not just one or two.Because it is tall and has a deep root system, it firmly takes the initiative and suppresses those weeds under its body.

The wolfpi who followed looked at the unattractive grass, and his heart was full of doubts.

"This thing can make the tribe no longer need to hunt?"

Chen Jian raised his head and was about to explain when he heard someone shouting loudly.

"Smoke! Smoke!"

The two turned their heads at the same time, looking at the place a few miles away in surprise.

A straight line of smoke, straight up into the sky, is particularly conspicuous on the open grass.

"Someone! Someone else!"

Chapter 15 Iron from the Stars

Just when everyone raised their eyes and looked into the distance, a few more blue smoke rose, and they were no longer alone.

After counting, there are five in total. I don't know what those people are doing.

"Their people are dead."

Wolfpi looked at it for a while and gave the answer.

Cremation is the custom of the nearby tribes, and before the invention of earth-digging tools such as bone plows, it was difficult to send out burial pits.In the wild, it was eaten by animals and gnawed by insects and ants. In addition, people at this time had a special worship of fire, which resulted in primitive funerals.

Others had the same opinion as the wolf skin, they all thought that the tribe was dead, but Chen Jian felt a little strange.

This is five green smokes, that is to say, five people died at the same time. Could it be that they encountered some kind of beast?

A desolate howl came from those few strands of green smoke, like a lone wolf in the night, miserable and desolate, saying goodbye to the clansmen for the last time.

"Go and see."

"Ah."

The clansmen did not object, and when they met their clansmen in the wilderness, they would always approach them first.

When the Indians met the Mayflower immigrants in the previous life, they sent corn and turkeys to help the white people survive the cold winter. As for the reputation of bloodthirsty, tyrannical, cannibalism, and aggressiveness, it was eliminated.

Any ethnic group that can develop civilization will not fight when they meet in the primitive era.

At this time, I can't even eat enough for myself, let alone catch slaves, what should I do if I catch them back?Before the emergence of primitive agriculture, the upper limit of the population of the tribe could only be maintained at [-] people, and any more could only be moved away separately.Besides, everyone is a stick and a stone, almost the same. If the tribe dies and the tribe declines, what are you trying to do?

As for the war after the development of primitive agriculture and animal husbandry, that is another matter.

The clansman knew that there was no danger based on past experience and habits, and Chen Jian also analyzed it rationally.The development of civilization requires communication. Maybe you can ask this group of tribes living on the plain what seeds they collect.

Wolfpi stood on a rock and shouted into the distance.Put your hand next to your mouth and slap your mouth continuously, making your voice intermittent, which is a gesture of goodwill.

Soon, the same cry came from a distance, the rhythm was almost the same, and the rapid woo-la-la-la sound echoed in the wilderness, startling many wild animals.

A strong wild boar led a group of piglets, humming a few times like a demonstration, and then slowly left.

A group of people pushed aside the waist-deep grass and headed for the place where the smoke was coming out.

Soon, the two tribes met.

The tribe on the opposite side only had 40 to [-] people, each of them was emaciated, and several of them had deep wounds on their bodies, bleeding continuously, and their faces were pale and crumbling.

Seeing Chen Jian and his party, they were startled. Seeing Chen Jian and others' hair buns and the woman's braids, he was a little at a loss, and he clenched the wooden sticks and stones in his hands.

Two or three dirty children hid behind the adults, and a man stood opposite and asked, "Where are you from?"

The language is basically similar, but the intonation is slightly different. After all, the old grandmother and others also migrated here from afar.

"We come from where the sun goes down."