From Chief to Ball

"Put her down, tied to those people, five or six."

The clansmen untied the rattan and put down the red fish.Red Fish had just landed, and instead of touching his swollen cheek with his hand, he lowered his head to find a stone.

The tribe next to her thought she was going to resist and raised the stone axe, but she immediately put the stone into her mouth, murmured, pointed at her mouth and waved her hand, and even compared four fingers to Chen Jian .

She wanted to survive, or she wanted to see with her own eyes how the tribe lived.

Hearing those people say that this tribe was still the same as them when Xingzihuang was, but it has become so powerful in such a short period of time, she wanted to know why.

I also want to know how such a big pottery pot was fired, and how the house they said was built... But if I want to know, I have to live, as long as my eyes are still there, I will understand one day.

Her clan no longer exists, and she left the clan, and she is no longer that red fish protected by the gods, but just an ordinary person, so before she died, she wanted to know a lot of things.Red Fish wanted to think about the tribe, so she wanted to know how the big clay pot was made, so that it would be more convenient for the tribe to eat.And now that she is no longer Red Fish, she still wants to know, because she just wants to know.

At dinner, she finally saw the big earthen pot with her own eyes. It was really big, and a sheep that had just been slaughtered was cooking in it, and this sheep belonged to her tribe in the early morning.

Chen Jian had already sent someone to tell those people downstream the news of victory, and some people towed those boats, filled them with things, and prepared to go back early tomorrow morning.

The scent wafted over. Those who were slaves in the morning had become free people now. They combed their hair in a bun, grateful to their ancestors and Chen Jian, and ate their first meat in two months.

The dead are far away, and the living must live, so they asked Chen Jian what to do in the future, and Chen Jian said that he would give them an answer when he returned to the village.

There were more than a dozen pieces of mutton and dried fish left after dinner.Pointing to the sheep and fish, he said in his own language: "Sheep, fish."

Then let the few people who understand the other party's language tell them that whoever learns to speak these two sentences first will have something to eat, there is only so much, and those who learn later will not.

Each piece of meat is not big, calculated by the weight of yuqian, which is half a catty, not enough to eat, but it can sustain life.

Those who had been hungry for a day immediately learned these two words with strange voices. Red Fish kept her mouth shut and didn't say a word. She knew that since this person named Jian didn't kill them, he definitely wouldn't let them starve to death. , otherwise how easy would it be to kill them now?She hoped that those children could learn it, but they didn't. The tribesmen who got the food took the meat in their hands and swallowed it immediately.

There was a vigil at night, and early the next morning, Chen Jian called these people aside in a row, in groups of five.

Chen Jian only asked them a question, did someone speak in their own language last night?

These people learned to nod and shake their heads, shaking their heads after hearing the translation.Other than that, Chen Jian didn't ask any questions.

After everyone finished asking, he randomly found a group of people, asked his clansmen to lead them out, and told them that someone told him just now that they talked last night.

This group of people shook their heads hastily, but the cane was pulled down violently, with a crackling sound.

After they went back, their backs were still burning, and they looked around, wanting to know who it was, but they couldn't find it at all.

An atmosphere of mistrust rose around these people, everyone was wary of others, and everyone kept their mouths tightly shut.

Song approached Chen Jian and asked in a low voice, "Did they really talk?"

"No. But I dare not say it in the future."

Chen Jian smiled, called a few young men from his own tribe, and some people from other tribes, gave them some horned deer and said: "You all ride together and go first, and go to inform the people of other tribes, let the other tribes The leader and his people arrived at our village within five days."

"Do you want to notify the tribes who broke the oath?"

"No, they broke their oath, we will notify them in another way."

Chen Jian touched the stone axe, and said in his heart that it was time for those tribes to learn to be in awe, and the days of no communication between tribes should be over.

Chapter 18 The ruling class

A few days later, outside the cave covered by mountains, people from several tribes finally got the news they wanted to know.

A dozen majestic horned deer lined up outside the cave. Those people looked at this animal they had never seen in horror and dared not go forward, even though there were familiar clansmen inside.

The riders mounted on these tall animals made the tribe feel small, as if they were taller than the trees.

It was not until their own people leaped from the horned deer, shouting with excitement, to tell them the news of victory, that the whole cave burst into joy.

During the expedition, except for the few tribes that were closer to the west, the rest of the tribes had a mentality of keeping their oaths.

Now that the new fishing method has been obtained, and this fishing method can indeed get enough food, it must always abide by the original promise and send the young man in the clan.

Just like when they wear their hair in a bun, first, they want to get the protection of their ancestors, second, they think it looks good, third, they want to trade with Chen Jian’s tribe, and fourth, they want to identify with the same ancestor.

Now that these people have returned victorious and brought news that shocked them, their mentality is gradually changing.

In this battle, only more than 30 people died on their own side and the rest of the tribe, but they killed 80 to [-] people on the other side, and also completely destroyed the other side's village, and captured nearly a hundred prisoners.

Such a casualty ratio is nothing short of a miracle in their eyes. It must be the protection of the ancestors for such a result, otherwise there is no way to explain it.According to the common sense, if one dies himself, the other dies as well.

Looking at these warriors riding on the horned deer, the leader was a little terrified. If Chen Jian wanted to snatch his tribe, it would only be a blink of an eye.But he touched his hair subconsciously, so he felt relieved, as long as he didn't untie the bun, Jian wouldn't rob him, right?

The young man who followed the expedition laughed and talked about the harvest this time, using unskilled figures to talk about the number of horned deer and sheep, and the grain piled up for several tents.

The young man caressed the horned deer lovingly while talking. This horned deer is not his own yet, but he really wants to have a horned deer that belongs to him, even if it is shared by the clan. He likes the feeling of riding on it.

The old leader couldn't contain his excitement as he looked at the horned deer.

"How much can you give us?"

"Jian said to let our people go to the village and divide them up there. It seems that we need to discuss how to punish those tribes who violated their oath."

"They should be punished."

The leader couldn't help but shuddered, but nodded with righteous indignation and spoke harshly.

In fact, I had discussed it with my clan members before going out, and some people thought that I shouldn't go. Anyway, Jian is a very good person, and it would be okay if he didn't go.At the beginning, my tribe didn't do anything, so didn't I give my tribe a way to fish?

Hearing the punishment at this time, the leader couldn't help secretly rejoicing at the original decision.She looked up at the civet cat riding on the horned deer, and asked carefully: "How will Jian punish them if he didn't say anything?"

The civet cat shook his head, saying that he didn't know, but he just came to inform them to go to the village to discuss some things, and share things by the way.

The leader firmly believed that he must keep the promise He Jian made in the future. There are really ancestors protecting the tribe, otherwise how could it be possible to get so many things?As for those captured, their own tribes don't want them, and it's useless to bring them back.

She thought for a while, and immediately summoned the people of the tribe.Since Jian said that she was going to discuss something, she definitely wanted to go, and she didn't want herself and her clansmen to be the targets of punishment.

After a little discussion, everyone in the clan wanted to go to the village to see, to see this victory, to see those captured people, and heard that they couldn't understand what they were saying. What would it be like?

There are enough fish and fruits, and there is no problem for all the clansmen to go. The mighty clansman started the second general activity of the year.

These people feel that everything has changed since Cong Jian appeared.Life is better than before, there is enough food, and there is even room for them to raise some animal cubs; after eating enough, the tribes have learned to dress up, and sometimes they can exchange some uneaten food for some soap to wash their hair; now Even the long-standing habits have changed. In the past, they only gathered with other tribes in the spring for the sake of reproduction, but now they come out of the mountains for other reasons.

These people believe that as long as their tribe abides by Hejian's promise, believes in the same ancestors, and wears the same hair bun, their lives will be better and better.

"Sure! Don't go against all this."

The leader looked at the riders who had gone away, and secretly warned himself and his clansmen.Vaguely, she felt that the previous era had passed, and the era when she only had to consider her own tribe was gone forever.

The civet cat and the others still needed to go to the next tribe. According to Chen Jian's words before leaving, he secretly remembered the locations of these tribes.

I met different people along the way, but their expressions were all the same. There was some excitement amidst the shock, and maybe a little luck for the right choice at the beginning.