After Mang left, Shan Helu, who had been staying in the office listening to their conversation, asked, "Yu, what do you want to trade with them?"

They feel that their tribe now lacks nothing.

Not only them, Qiao Yu also thought so.

They had salt, iron, horses, and other war supplies. Although the Long tribe was short of food, the Sifang tribe was even more so.

Therefore, holding a trade fair does not make much sense for the Dragon Tribe.

"I plan to trade information to let the people in their tribe know how good our Dragon Tribe is." Qiao Yu smiled like a little fox.

The Sifang Tribe was a major threat to the Long Tribe, so Qiao Yu naturally wanted to find out the news about the Sifang Tribe. For this purpose, she even went there in person.

When she learned that there were only 2,000 people left in the Sifang tribe and less than 1,000 people in the Jiangyuan tribe, she felt relieved.

Their Dragon Tribe now had three thousand people, the same number as the other two tribes combined. And because she had the iron ore, she had armed everyone in the tribe.

So what if the Four Tribes knew about their situation? If they dared to attack the Dragon Tribe, she would make sure they never returned.

Of course, she was a peace-loving person, and she would be happy to take down the two tribes without bloodshed.

Spreading the news about the Dragon Tribe to the tribes in all directions is like playing the long game to catch a big fish.

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In the Sifang tribe, Ji Zhan was shocked to learn that both Mang and Kuzhu had defected to a tribe called Long, and that this tribe had three thousand people.

"Wang, what should we do?" Yu felt deeply helpless when he asked this question.

They originally had a population of 10,000, and they didn't take the tribe of only 3,000 people seriously at all.

But now their number has shrunk from 10,000 to 2,000, and this tribe of 3,000 people has seriously threatened their safety.

"Don't worry, we have bronze weapons." Ji Zhan tried to comfort himself, "And even the Sea Tribe doesn't have many of these weapons. The Dragon Tribe definitely doesn't have them."

"But the natural disaster hasn't passed yet, so we shouldn't act rashly. Let them stay here for now. We'll find a way to deal with them later."

This was just a face-saving statement. Yu knew it was just for show and not to be taken seriously.

Although they had bronze weapons, their number was extremely small. Moreover, the tribe was seriously short of food, and they couldn't even get enough to eat, so how could they fight?

"What about that trade fair they mentioned..." he asked again.

Ji Zhan touched his chin and said, "Okay, then agree to them."

They have salt, pottery, and bronze artifacts. If they could trade these for some dried meat, that would be quite good. After all, they and the Jiangyuan Tribe combined have 3,000 people, so they're not afraid of the Dragon Tribe.

So, with Mang and others passing messages back and forth, and Qiao Yu deliberately delaying, the trade fair among the three tribes was not held until autumn.

By this time, the drought was already very serious.

There were only two light drizzles in the spring, barely getting the ground wet. There was no rain at all the summer, and even less in the autumn.

The vegetation on the mountain had withered severely, and the streams had dried up in early summer, with the animals fleeing deep into the mountains. The river below the Dragon Tribe was now visible at its bottom. It was estimated that it would soon dry up.

The people of the Sifang and Jiangyuan tribes, who lived by hunting and gathering, had a hard time. The Sifang tribe was not so bad, as they were the upper class tribe and could use force to seize the food of the Sifang tribe.

The people of the Jiangyuan tribe were already short of food, and they had to pay tribute to the surrounding tribes with some of their food. Their resentment can be imagined.

But what could they do? They couldn't defeat the Four Directions. If they didn't want their entire tribe to be enslaved, they could only allow the Four Directions to plunder them.

The trade fair held with the Dragon Tribe was their last straw.

They hoped that the Dragon Tribe would be rich but weak, so that they could obtain food and a glimmer of hope by oppressing the Dragon Tribe, just as the other tribes oppressed them.

The people from the two tribes went to the trade fair with great enthusiasm, but what they saw on the Dragon Tribe's stall was like a bucket of cold water, completely extinguishing their hopes.

The Dragon Tribe's stalls displayed salt, pottery, rattan baskets, straw sandals, and other items. While not exactly the same as theirs, they were nearly the same, only the Dragon Tribe's items were of slightly better quality.

Who the hell wants these things?

They want jerky, they want food!

"Ah?" The people of the Dragon Tribe looked at them in surprise when they heard them complaining that they had no dried meat to trade for. It seemed as if their request was unreasonable. "These days, we barely have enough to eat. How could we possibly trade dried meat for something useful?"

The people from the Sifang tribe and the Jiangyuan tribe just wanted to swear.

These people from the Dragon Tribe, although not fat and white, are energetic, with rosy faces, and look like they have no worries about food and clothing.

They have no food, who has?

In contrast, they themselves were all skinny and bony. In order to save a little food to survive the snow season, they all tightened their belts.

For this trade fair, both parties agreed that the Long Tribe would send 200 people, and the Sifang Tribe and Jiangyuan Tribe would each send 100 people to participate in the trade fair.

Although the Sifang tribe had some ulterior motives and set up an ambush, who knew if the Dragon tribe had a backup plan?

The people on the opposite side were not only strong and powerful, but also carried weapons that shone with cold light and were made of materials that they could not tell. Even if the people of the Sifang tribe and the Jiangyuan tribe had all kinds of tricks in their minds, they did not dare to start a war.

The people sent by the tribal leader to get close to Mang and Kuzhu said to them enviously, "You guys are living a good life after all."

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