"Ji Zhan, please bear with me for a while. I'll leave this matter to you." Ji You said.

Ji Zhan looked at his father and brothers and felt a chill in his heart.

So many people in the tribe are sick, but instead of having the witch treat them properly and giving them some dried meat to comfort them, my father is kicking everyone out of the tribe. What will those people think? What will they do?

And if he took on this job, conveyed this news to those people, and forced them to hand over the dried meat, their anger would definitely be directed at him.

Moreover, even though he knew that those people were suffering from an infectious disease, his father still sent him there and made him bear the anger of those people. His father didn't care about his life or death at all.

It was a pity that he went up the mountain himself to pick herbs for his father - although it was just an act.

Since these people won't let him live, then no one else can live!

He said, "Everyone usually turns in so much dried meat. Now, if we kick them out and ignore them, and still ask them to turn in the meat, anyone would feel terrified, right? I don't think we can do that. I won't take on this job and force those people to leave the tribe. Whoever came up with this idea should do it."

Having said that, he stormed out the door.

"Father, look, you've already spoken, but Fourth Brother actually said this. He doesn't take you seriously at all." The other princes immediately started to instigate.

Ji Zhan's followers followed him out of the cave and asked worriedly, "Will the king be angry? What should we do next?"

Ji Zhan didn't say anything.

Only after returning to his own quarters did he address his followers, "Tell them about the argument I had in the king's cave. Tell them how I spoke on their behalf and how Ji Li instigated the king to drive them out and demand the handover of their dried meat. Tell them clearly."

The attendant immediately understood his meaning and replied, "Yes. Don't worry, Ji Zhan, I will definitely see to it."

"Be careful, don't let anyone know that this news was leaked by someone on our side."

"Don't worry."

Among the ordinary people of the Sifang tribe, the atmosphere was already very heavy and sad. Seeing the people around them falling one by one, and not knowing when they would be infected, everyone was filled with despair.

Suddenly, news came that the sixth prince had advised the king to move out of the tribe and live in a nearby place to avoid spreading the disease to more people.

Not only did they move out, they still had to hand over the prey they hunted to the tribe, and the quantity remained the same.

Everyone was immediately angry.

If you didn't obey the leader's orders and didn't hand in a certain amount of dried meat, you'd be expelled from the tribe or become a slave. So everyone was afraid. Even if they were starving, they would tighten their belts and hand in the dried meat.

But now, everyone was dying. Not only did the tribe not give them any help, they also asked them to hand over their dried meat and drove them out. Without the protection of the city walls, even if they didn't die of disease, they would die in the mouths of wild beasts.

You know, because of the flood, many animals in the mountains died, and those large animals that survived had no food and often came down the mountain to look for food. Moving them to the wild now would be like sending them to their deaths.

This is absolutely intolerable!

"Since we are going to die anyway, let's just give it a try and kill those people." Someone shouted.

Upon hearing this, some people became timid: "The king has so many guards and bronze swords. How can we defeat them?"

"So what should we do? Do you want to go out into the wild and feed the beasts?" the man asked. "Staying here means death, and being driven out also means death. Why not give it a try?"

Everyone looked at each other, but no one said anything.

The four tribes had a strict hierarchy and practiced slavery. The ruling class had sophisticated weapons in their hands, and the people below were very afraid of them. In addition, they had nowhere to go after running out of the tribe, so they did not dare to resist at all.

At this moment, that person was trying hard to instigate everyone to rebel so that Ji Zhan could use them to kill Ji You and the princes, but no one had the courage.

Besides, we are not stupid.

Are you kidding? If they fight those people, they don't know how many people will die. Even if they win in the end, they won't be the king. Why would they risk their lives to fight others?

That night, the attendants came to report to Ji Zhan: "No one dares to rebel."

Ji Zhan said angrily, "They deserve to be driven out and left to fend for themselves. Let them be."

"Then let's go here..."

"Don't worry, even if those people say bad things about me, my father won't kill me. Besides, I still have you guys, so it's not easy to kill me."

These brothers all had different mothers and each had their own faction. The most powerful, on the surface, were the children born to the daughter of the Jiangyuan tribe leader. But Ji Zhan knew his father would never let them inherit the Sifang tribe.

Therefore, there were many open and covert struggles, and they each developed their own power.

However, the argument between Ji Zhan and his brothers that night did have some effect. Ji You probably knew that if he pushed the common people too hard, something bad would happen.

So he did not order the common people to move out of the tribe, but only had the two areas where the nobles lived and the common people lived isolated, preventing the common people from going there. At the same time, he also sent witches to treat the common people and prescribe medicine.

But how could a witch in this era cure such an infectious disease? Moreover, the bodies of the deceased and the excrement of the sick were not properly disposed of, and the epidemic continued to spread among the tribes in all directions, and it was getting worse.

The privileged areas could not be completely isolated from the ordinary areas, and some people in the privileged areas began to fall ill.

The situation in the Jiangyuan tribe, which was several days away from the Sifang tribe, was not much better than that of the Sifang tribe.

In addition to the epidemic, because hunting became more difficult, there was also a group of parasitic dignitaries who did not do any production and only cared about eating and drinking. With the snow season approaching, there was not much food left, and they had to keep handing over dried meat. Those who had managed to escape the epidemic also felt the coming of death.

"What should we do? What should we do?" On this day, a group of people gathered in an area of ​​civilians and began to discuss important matters.

Here in the civilian area, everyone has been quarantined to a certain extent. Those living in this area are now free of disease. But right now, no one sees a bright future. What lies ahead for them is either death from disease or starvation due to lack of food.

"Why should we hand over part of the prey we hunt to those people? They do nothing and still eat well and have their fill. Why?" someone said angrily.

"But they have guards and bronze swords. We can't kill them at all."

"Why kill them? What good will killing them do us? I think it's better to run away."

"Run?" Everyone was stunned.

"Yes, let's go somewhere else and form another tribe. Even if it's a small tribe, it's better than staying here, right? There are so many sick people here. I heard that even the elders are sick. If we leave here, we can survive."