I'm doing infrastructure in ancient times

Cheng Yang only found out about the sneak attack that night when he woke up the next morning.

The child sleeps relatively deeply. After he fell asleep at night, he didn't wake up again. He was shocked when he learned that the exiles came to attack again at night.

He really didn't hear a sound.

The more I thought about it, the more terrifying it became. I slept soundly at night and didn't even notice that anyone had come. If it weren't for the screams of pain from these exiles, wouldn't even these tribesmen in the tribe not be aware of it?

And then in a dream, someone else took her by the nest?

No, the defense system in the tribe is still not enough. Cheng Yang's heart sank. He thought that the defense ditch could play a protective role, but the premise is that in the daytime, when someone patrols the tribe, the effect will be obvious. What if the villain comes over in the dark next time?

With the lesson from last night, even if they fall into the pit again next time, they probably won't shout again, and they won't be able to let the tribe members notice.

Even, they can climb up.

After all, the bottom and walls of these pits are made of mud, so it is not difficult to get up if you think about it. You only need to dig the walls into steps, and you don’t even need tools, just bare hands.

The more Cheng Yang thought about it, the more uneasy he became, thinking that he still needed to find an opportunity to strengthen the defense.

Last night, the headman sent Titmouse to take some people to the Youxiong and Lanshan tribes, fearing that those who had run away would take the opportunity to go to them.

Fortunately, this did not happen.

Perhaps those exiles were panicked and timid, so they retreated back.

Although Chickadee and the others didn't help much when they rushed to those tribes, the tribes were still grateful for Shuofeng tribe's deliberate move.

At dawn the next day, several tribes sent people to the Shuofeng tribe to discuss what this tribe wanted to do.

They have already robbed the food of several tribes in the north, why are they attacking the Shuofeng tribe at night now? What are they rushing for?

All the tribes were not at ease. If it was their tribe that was attacked last night, they would not dare to say that they would be as safe and sound as the Shuofeng tribe, and even captured a few wounded prisoners.

Yan's face was solemn, and he waved to the people behind him, and a few people whose hands and feet were tied up with hemp ropes were dragged to him by the clansmen.

These exiles were all injured in some way or another, being dragged here like this, all of them grinned in pain, but none of the people present felt sorry for them.

If these people succeeded last night, the members of the Shuofeng tribe might not even be able to save their lives.

They had already robbed the tribe of food before, and it was impossible for them to know that the tribe had hunted a large number of goats again, so they could only come here for their lives.

Thinking of this, the people of the Shuofeng tribe became more aggressive, and soon dragged a few exiles to Yan.

"Look, do these migrants belong to your tribe?"

Yan slightly turned his body sideways, motioning for the people beside him to come forward and identify him.

The tribesmen in each tribe are almost bound by blood, so the tribe rarely kills their own tribesmen, but there are also tribesmen who let go of big mistakes. Generally, in this case, the tribe elders in the tribe will choose to exile.

Exile the misplaced clansman to the dense forest, and not allow him to return to the tribe, and life or death will be irrelevant in the future.

Few of those outcasts could survive alone in the dense forest, but a few did well and even thrived in the dense forest.

Yan previously suspected that these exiles were dissatisfied with the exile and wanted to come back to seek revenge, but after careful identification, he found that he did not know these exiles at all.

None of them were exiled from the Shuofeng tribe.

Yan's heart sank, and he had to ask several other tribesmen to identify it.

The green juice on the faces of these people has been washed away long ago, and their original appearance can be seen clearly at a glance.

The elders of these northern tribes looked over one by one, and finally shook their heads slowly.

None of these people belonged to their tribe.

Everyone was in a serious mood, knowing that the situation in front of them was very serious. Almost all the tribes in the north had sent people here today. If these people were not from their tribe, then they could only be from the south.

The so-called north and south are actually just separated by a dense forest, but if you want to cross this forest, you have to walk for at least half a month, and this is still in the case of traveling all the way.

So when the northern and southern parts were hunting, they almost never collided with each other, but now they were robbed of food by the exiles from the south, and they were also attacked at night by them?

Everyone was in a mixed mood, and some people even maliciously speculated that these people were not exiles at all, if they were sent by the south to grab their food?

But the south is richer than them, and there is no shortage of this food at all. Could it be that this is just to starve them to death?

"Maybe we are thinking too much, or we should wait for them to talk after the trial."

Yan hurriedly interrupted everyone's speculation, no matter how much they think now, it is groundless, it is better to let these people explain themselves.

The hateful thing is that no matter what they asked before, these exiles refused to say anything, which is really annoying.

"Yes, yes, let's not talk about this..."

"That's right, let's talk about something else, ahem..."

On the one hand, they came here to express their gratitude to the Shuofeng tribe for sending support last night, but more importantly, they wanted to discuss how to defend against these wandering people. It's better to think about the Shuofeng tribe's learning experience.

Presumably the Shuofeng Tribe would not refuse.

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Not all the goats hunted by the Shuofeng tribe were killed. Cheng Yang wanted to raise goats. Although some clan elders had objections, they thought it was too much trouble for him to do so. Winter is too difficult.

But after Cheng Yang fired the pottery, the wind in the tribe immediately changed.

It's just a matter of trouble, what's the matter, if Cheng Yang can fire a few more pottery bowls and share them with each other, not to mention preparing fodder, but letting them eat less meat, they are all willing.

The people in the tribe had never seen anything good, and the pottery bowl that Cheng Yang brought out was very popular.

Not to mention pottery bowls that can be used as tableware. In the past, there were women in the tribe who exchanged food for necklaces made of shells. They wore them around their necks all day long. Other women were jealous, and many men I want it all.

It's a pity that the necklace is rare.

Now seeing Cheng Yang's pottery bowl, everyone's hearts are filled with enthusiasm. This thing can be fired, as long as Cheng Yang is willing to burn more, then they can have their share.

For a while, many people spontaneously looked for fodder to feed the goats. Although it was late autumn, they still found a lot of fodder and stocked it up.

With these forages stored, it would be no problem for Cheng Yang to raise two or three goats.

In order to keep them for breeding, he specially selected two healthy goats, one male and one female, together with the previous two goats, Cheng Yang was barely satisfied.

Although there are not many, but there are two in one life, four in two, and they can grow up quickly, not to mention that goats seem to have more than one litter per litter.

The remaining goats were killed one after another, and there were a lot of goat skins in the tribe, and almost everyone could get a piece. This winter will not be afraid of the cold.

Holding the goat skin in his hand, Cheng Yang felt a little pity in his heart. Unlike sheep, goat hair was thick and hard, and it was also very short, so it was not easy to develop at all. It would be great if we could hunt sheep.

Thinking of the sheep like clumps of cotton, Cheng Yang looked down on the goat hair in his hand. It took him a long time to find out that this thing can't be used for spinning. It was a joy in vain.

Forget it, it's okay to wear it on the body, but it looks more like a Tibetan compatriot in a previous life.

I really want to wear cloth clothes.