War garbage collection system

After a few days, the primitive people in the Pheasant Tribe were integrated into the Daxia Tribe.

Seeing all the primitive people busy, Han Xing couldn't help muttering to himself:

"Damn it, there are too few people. I still have a lot of jobs that I haven't arranged yet! When will this future civilization come to me?

It seems that we still have to plunder the population, otherwise the speed of developing civilization will be too slow.

Now, I have decided: to continue the war of aggression and to launch war in all directions tomorrow.

Population! I need population! I need a large population! Wahahahaha..."

He really has the character of a hero. When he talks about invasion, his laughter turns into this.

After Han Xing made the decision, he slowly came to Zhao Guan's side and watched him calmly directing the ironwork. His task today was to make kitchen tools.

"Zhao Guan, how are you? Are you used to living in my tribe?"

"Oh! Lord God's Messenger, I'm sorry, I didn't see you, please forgive me!"

"You're welcome, you have your own things to do, I won't blame you.

By the way, are you familiar with the tribes around you?"

"My Lord, I am definitely familiar with them! They often bully me...

Ahem! Um,… Lord God’s Messenger, to the east of our Pheasant Tribe is the Long Snake Tribe, to the south is the Giant Stone Tribe, to the west is the Big Tree Tribe, and to the north is the Big Mountain Tribe.”

"Oh!? Can you give me a detailed introduction to them?"

"Okay, Lord God.

The Long Snake Tribe in the east used to have a population of about 200 people.

However, after this year's cold disaster, the population of their tribe will probably be reduced to around 170 people.

I don't know exactly how many people there are, but, Lord God's Messenger, you can ask the old people who were abandoned by their tribe. They should know best."

“Okay, I’ll ask about this later.

Now, please continue to introduce the remaining tribes! I need detailed information."

"My Lord, if that's the case, let me explain this Long Snake Tribe in more detail!

The reason why this tribe is called the Long Snake Tribe is because there is a deep pool not far from where they live, and there is a big snake in the deep pool.

I heard: This big snake is so, so big, and it often comes out to eat animals and people.

The people of the Long Snake Tribe had no choice but to start sending food and wild animals to it.

As a result, the people of their tribe called themselves the Long Snake Tribe."

"Oh!? It is indeed quite interesting. Please continue."

“Ahem! Um, the population of the Stone Tribe used to be about 220 people, but now it should be around 190.

The specific population figures will need to be asked by the Lord God himself.

Their tribe was named after a very, very huge boulder where they lived.

I heard that the boulder weighed more than 100 tons and was as big as a small mountain, so the people of their tribe named it: The Boulder Tribe."

"You don't have to look at me, please continue!"

"Okay, Lord God.

The population of this Big Tree Tribe used to be around 250 people, but now there are 210 people. There must be some, but how many are there exactly...

Ahem! Well, the reason why they are called the Big Tree Tribe is because it is not far from where they live.

There is a very big tree. I heard that it takes twenty or thirty people to hug it.

As for the mountain tribe, it is a tribe living next to a mountain.

Their population used to be around 180 people, but now it's good if there are 150 left.

To be specific... cough cough cough! Um, Lord God's Messenger, I have said everything I need to say."

“Okay, Zhao Guan, you explained it in great detail, I am very satisfied!

Now, go and do your own thing!"

"Ahem! Um, Lord God's Messenger. Are you planning to attack any of their tribes?"

"Huh? How did you know? I haven't told anyone yet!

By the way, if it were you, which tribe would you attack first?"

"Hey, hey, Lord God's Messenger, I, I..."

"Zhao Guan, if you have something to say, just say it. If you have an idea, just give it. This is the tradition of our Daxia tribe. Do you understand?"

"Okay, Lord God, I understand.

Although I hate the Long Snake Tribe the most, I don't recommend you to attack it first.

I think that we should pick the weak ones first, and the first one we should attack should be the Dashan tribe, because they have the smallest population and are closest to our hot spring valley. "

Listen to others and eat enough.

Han Xing has always been a man who listens to advice, so he decided to attack the mountain tribe tomorrow.

Therefore, the question now is how many troops to send.

Han Xing calculated carefully that the current population of this mountain tribe should be around 150 people.

If we eliminate the children and the women in the tribe, there will be no more than 70 men in this mountain tribe who can fight.

Therefore, his Great Xia tribe only needs to send out 60 or so soldiers.

If the number of people is not too different, the men who eat three meals a day will definitely be able to beat the men who only eat one meal a day.

Equipped with modern javelins and extremely sharp stone knives, they attacked primitive tribes that only had simple wooden sticks, stone knives and long sticks.

The advantage is mine! It's worth attacking!

Now, there are more than 60 men in the Daxia tribe. If they don’t attack, who will?

Han Xing doesn't want to be a nanny, he just wants to be a teacher.

He was afraid that if he attacked too hard, he would kill those weak primitive people.

Therefore, he made a decision for himself to try not to attack the primitive people in this primitive society because they were too fragile.

He planned: From now on, he would be a gentleman, a gentleman who only used words but not actions.

Therefore, early the next morning, Han Xing set out with an investigator.

The means of transportation used is still skis.

When the two of them were halfway on their journey, Han Xing, who had very sensitive ears, suddenly stopped.

"Han Zhan, did you hear any sound just now?"

"My Lord, I didn't hear anything."

"No, the sound is nearby. Come, let's look for it carefully."

"Lord God's Messenger, there must be no one in this desolate wilderness in winter, so you just..."

"Hush! Listen! They are talking again. . . .

Oh, they are over there, follow me and try not to make any noise."

As Han Xing and the others approached, a voice indeed reached their ears.

"Second brother, you can't do this. If you can't do it anymore, then our new tribe will be finished.

Wake up, don’t sleep!

Woohoo! God, please open your eyes! Please don't be so cruel, okay? Please give our new tribe a way out!

I beg you, I'll give you a discount."

At this moment, Han Xing had already arrived in front of them.

These five people are skinny, unkempt, poorly dressed, and have pale faces, the kind that looks like someone is about to die at any time, also known as deathly aura!

"Han Zhan, who are they? Do you know them? Which tribe are they from?"

Han Zhan walked forward and took a closer look, then returned to Han Xing's side and whispered in a low voice:

"Lord God's Messenger, they are probably the sinners abandoned or expelled from the tribes. We also call them: Original Ronin."

“Original Ronin?

Korean War, are there many people like this now? "

“My Lord, this is definitely not much!

You have to know that in this primitive society, if everyone does not stick together for warmth, it is easy to be wiped out by natural disasters and animal disasters.

Therefore, the tribesmen who were abandoned or driven out of the tribe were those who had committed unforgivable crimes.”

"Oh? Han Zhan, there is one thing you need to remember."