Chapter 156 Migration Wave

Teng tribe, on the high mountains in the northwest.

"Chief, these transplanted wax trees are growing well. We should be able to release waxworms in two years."

In the new wax tree forest near Teng Tribe, Maidong looked at the hundreds of lush wax tree saplings and a smile appeared on his face.

After successfully attempting to transplant wax tree seedlings last year, Jiang Xuan took a group of people to the site of the Mountain Sheep Tribe this spring and dug up almost all of the small wax trees, a total of hundreds of them.

Except for a few trees that did not survive because their roots were cut off, most of the wax tree seedlings survived the transplant and grew a large number of leaves.

Wax trees grow very fast. It only takes two years for them to grow a lot taller and then they can be stocked with wax worms.

In this way, insect wax can be produced within the territory of the Vine Tribe without having to risk going to the ruins of the Blue Sheep Tribe, nor do they have to worry about the insect wax being destroyed or picked prematurely.

Jiang Xuan stood on a rock, pointed at the surrounding mountains and said, "In the future, we can plant wax trees all over these mountains. Then we will have more wax than we can use up!"

Mai Dong listened to Jiang Xuan's bold words and said excitedly: "I really hope that day will come soon!"

"That day will come, get to work!"

Jiang Xuan jumped off the stone. He was full of confidence in the future of the Teng tribe.

Jiang Xuan and Maidong took stone hoes and removed all the weeds in the wax tree forest, which was conducive to the growth of the wax tree seedlings.

Once these wax trees grow lush and leafy, you won’t have to bother with weeding as they will block out the sunlight themselves and prevent the weeds from growing under the trees.

"Eer..."

Just when they had almost finished weeding, Tangyuan suddenly flew back from a distance and landed outside the wax tree forest, calling out to Jiang Xuan in a low voice.

"Something happened!"

Jiang Xuan spends every day with Tangyuan, and has some understanding of the different calls of Tangyuan.

Mai Dong asked hurriedly: "Chief, what happened?"

"I don't know. Stop weeding and follow me."

Jiang Xuan ran towards Tangyuan in a hurry, and Maidong followed him quickly, carrying a hoe.

"Eer..."

Tangyuan stretched out a wing and motioned Jiang Xuan to go up.

Jiang Xuan climbed directly onto Tangyuan's back, and then asked Maidong to get on as well.

“Huff…”

Tangyuan flapped its wings and flew into the sky.

"Chief, where is Tang Yuan taking us?"

"You'll find out soon."

Jiang Xuan knew that something must have happened, otherwise Tangyuan would not have behaved so abnormally.

You know, Tangyuan’s intelligence is not low, he just can’t speak.

Tangyuan flew all the way to the northwest. After flying for about ten minutes, it stopped flying forward and instead lowered its altitude slightly and circled in the air.

Jiang Xuan looked at the ground, and after just a moment, he understood what was going on.

"The migrating tribe!"

On the ground, through the sparse forest, one can clearly see a large group of people walking forward. Among this group of people, there is an unusually tall and ferocious beast, exuding a terrifying aura. It is obviously their totem god.

"Chief, look, there are some over there too." Maidong pointed to the distance.

Jiang Xuan looked in the direction Maidong pointed, and saw another tribe also migrating towards the Southern Wilderness, with a large number of people.

Jiang Xuan's face became serious: "Tangyuan, keep flying forward."

Tangyuan flew forward. Along the way, Jiang Xuan saw more tribes, all of which were moving towards the Southern Wilderness.

The more tribes he saw, the more Jiang Xuan's heart sank.

Once so many tribes all pour into the Southern Wilderness, it will have an immeasurable impact.

How much forest would it take to feed so many tribes? Would the tribes that originally lived in the Nanhuang Forest allow them to occupy their territory? The Fang Teng tribe would never tolerate other tribes occupying the territory they had worked so hard to build.

Since we can't tolerate it, we have no choice but to fight.

It is foreseeable that the competition for survival in the Southern Wilderness will be fierce and difficult in the future.

"Let's go back!"

Jiang Xuan rode Tangyuan for a distance and then stopped moving forward because there was no point.

A great wave of migration has already swept in.

The Teng Tribe must prepare early. If they can withstand the tide, the Teng Tribe will become even more powerful.

If they couldn't hold on, they would either follow the crowd and migrate further south, or simply be wiped out.

The glutinous rice balls circled in the sky for half a circle, and then flew towards the Teng tribe.

Along the way, Jiang Xuan frowned as he looked at the scenery passing by on the ground and the migrating tribes.

Seeing that Jiang Xuan was in a bad mood, Mai Dong wisely shut his mouth, but his eyes were full of worry.

After returning to the tribe, Jiang Xuan immediately summoned all important personnel and told them what he had seen.

In the bamboo house, Jiang Xuan said in a deep voice: "When the Jackal Tribe appeared, I knew this day would come sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to come so soon."

"We must be prepared to fight other tribes at any time!"

"Starting tomorrow, the two hunting teams will take turns going out hunting. The tribe must always have enough warriors to guard it."

"Yes, Chief."

Uncaria and Gnaphalium agreed one after another.

"Nanxing, I will add 30 soldiers to your guard team. Place the sentries further away and pay special attention to the movements in the west. If you find any tribes migrating here, alert them immediately."

"yes!"

Nanxing nodded solemnly, feeling the heavy pressure, but he didn't say much.

Jiang Xuan said to Chi Shao again: "Wu, I will send two people to help you. During this period of time, you will have to make more healing medicine. If we fight with other tribes, many people will be injured."

"Leave it to me."

Chishao's expression was much calmer than the others.

"Old Man Blackstone, add ten more people to make more weapons."

"Add ten more people to the clothing workshop to produce more clothes and animal hide backpacks as soon as possible."

"The breeding team and the planting team should send one-third of their personnel to the other side of the Feiyu River to develop planting and breeding. With the natural barrier of the Feiyu River, it will be much safer over there than here in the future."

"The fishing team is responsible for building more wooden boats and bamboo rafts to ensure that all the tribe members can cross the river quickly in case of an accident."

…

Under Jiang Xuan's series of commands, the entire Teng tribe accelerated its operations, and everyone felt a sense of urgency.

When everyone left, Jiang Xuan and Chi Shao were the only ones left in the room.

Chishao stayed behind on purpose because she knew that Jiang Xuan was under a lot of pressure.

In other tribes, this pressure should have been borne by the witch.

But in the Teng tribe, Jiang Xuan is the person with the highest say in the tribe, and everyone obeys him.

Chishao walked up to Jiang Xuan, patted him on the back, and said, "Xuan, don't worry too much. The vine god will protect the tribe and keep it safe."

Jiang Xuan raised his head and smiled at Chishao, but said nothing.

The Vine God is certainly powerful, but who can guarantee that there won't be a more powerful being than the Vine God in this wave of migration? How can the Vine Tribe protect itself then?

Chishao seemed to know Jiang Xuan's worries, but as a witch, she couldn't say that the Vine God might not be able to protect the tribe.

She could only sit with Jiang Xuan for a while, hoping to ease his tension through this silent companionship.

After a while, Jiang Xuan stood up and his eyes became firm again.

He figured it out. Since he couldn't decide what would happen in the future, he would do his best to do what he should do and meet future challenges in the best possible condition.

Winning is good, but even if you lose, you have tried your best and will not regret it.

"Sister, I have to go to work now, thank you."

"Why are you still saying thank you to your sister? Just let me know if you need me to do anything in the future."

"good."

Jiang Xuan stood up and left the bamboo house with Chi Shao.

Chishao needs to go back to make more medicine, while Jiang Xuan needs to allocate manpower and supervise the implementation of the previous orders one by one.

…

In the south of the Western Wasteland, next to a mountain stream.

“Quack…”

A giant frog jumped into the water with a "splash", swam happily for a distance, and then returned to the shore.

This mountain stream is relatively shallow and the water is very clear, you can see the bottom at a glance.

“Boom!”

Huo Meng used his spear as a harpoon, accurately stabbed a big fish in the water, and then quickly picked it up and brought it to the shore.

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Many of the warriors of the Frog Tribe were spearing fish in the mountain stream like Huo Meng, while others were collecting various edible wild vegetables nearby.

More than a year has passed since the Frog Tribe embarked on their migration journey. During this time, they encountered countless dangers and were nearly wiped out several times.

Fortunately, the Frog Tribe survived and are getting closer and closer to the Southern Wilderness.

Of course, this doesn't come without a price.

The number of members of the Frog Tribe has been reduced from more than 500 at the beginning to less than 200 now, with more than half of them killed or wounded.

There were only about fifty giant frogs left that migrated with them.

Fortunately, the leader of the frog tribe, Huo Meng, and the witch of the frog tribe are still alive.

As long as they are there, the frog tribe can be united.

Otherwise, without a totem god, a witch, or a leader, these frog tribe members would have dispersed long ago.

Every time the Frog Tribe takes a break during the trip, they will choose a place with water.

Not only do the tribesmen need to drink water, but the giant frogs also need to soak their bodies in water and then absorb the water into their bodies through their special skin.

“Bang!”

The big fish that were stabbed in the water were smashed to death by the fierce fire, then they were washed, skinned, skewered on wooden sticks, and roasted.

The migration journey was too difficult and they no longer had pottery to cook food, so no matter what food it was, they could only eat it raw or roasted.

The Frog Tribe shaman sat next to the newly lit fire.

After all the hardships along the way, he looked older, but he was still in good spirits.

During the migration, Wu suggested more than once that Huo Meng find a good place to settle down and not travel long distances, but Huo Meng insisted on going to the Southern Wilderness.

Now, the Frog Tribe witch has given up the idea of ​​settling in the Western Wilderness, because he knows that Huo Meng's target has always been the Southern Wilderness and will not change.

The witch of the Frog Tribe looked at Huo Meng placing the big fish next to the fire and asked him, "Chief, are we almost at the Southern Wasteland?"

"We're almost there. We're already close to the Southern Wasteland. If we keep walking for a while longer, we should be there."

Huo Meng caught another tourist not long ago. Through questioning, he learned that this place was not far from the Southern Wilderness, but no one knew how long it would take to get there.

At the same time, he noticed that there was a migrating tribe nearby, also heading towards the southern wilderness.

This gave Huo Meng great confidence, because this tribe definitely did not travel as far as the Frog Tribe, and they should know where the Southern Wilderness was.

"That's good, that's good..."

The witch of the Frog Tribe breathed a sigh of relief. He was really scared to walk anymore and was eager to reach the Southern Wilderness as soon as possible and find a place to stay.

Dusk fell quickly, and the members of the Frog Tribe roasted various foods they found and shared them.

The giant frogs prey on various insects beside the mountain streams and in the nearby forests.

After eating, Huo Meng asked some people to take turns to keep watch, while the others quickly fell asleep in the temporary shelter built next to the fire.

Tomorrow, they will continue on their journey until they reach the Southern Wilderness, or are killed along the way.

…

The old witch hasn't gone out for several days.

After hearing the news, Jiang Xuan and Chi Shao had to temporarily put down their work and go see him.

Someone delivers food to the old witch every day, but no one finds anything wrong with him, he just doesn't go out.

The old witch usually likes to wander around, what happened these days? Considering that the old witch always said that he only had a few years left to live, Jiang Xuan felt nervous.

Although the old witch looked healthy, who could tell how long he would live? With all sorts of complicated thoughts in mind, Jiang Xuan and Chi Shao walked to the door of the bamboo house.

The door of the bamboo house was closed, and no one knew what the old witch was doing inside.

"Boom boom boom."

Jiang Xuan knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"It's me, Xuan."

There were footsteps from inside, and soon the door was opened, and the old witch appeared.

Jiang Xuan first took a look at the old witch. Apart from some bloodshot eyes, there was nothing unusual about him.

"Xuan, Chishao, do you have something to talk to me about?"

Jiang Xuan said: "It's nothing, I just want to come and see you and chat with you."

"Haha, okay, come in."

The old witch asked Jiang Xuan and Chi Shao to go into the house, while he walked to an original table and tidied it up.

Jiang Xuan walked over and found a large animal skin scroll on the table. It was covered with incomprehensible witch words, some of which looked like twisted plants and some like animals.

Jiang Xuan asked casually, "Old Witch, what have you been busy with these days?"

The old witch said, "Draw a picture of the herbs."

"Herbal map? Where is the map?" Jiang Xuan looked around in confusion, but did not see any herbal map.

The old witch pointed to the animal skin scroll on the table and said, "It's all here."

“Is this a herbal medicine map?”

Jiang Xuan looked at the twisted and weird witch characters with an expression that said, "Are you kidding me?"

"Yes, this is the herbal map, but you can't understand it."

The old witch smiled. Jiang Xuan was a strange man who knew a lot of things. Now he finally met something he didn't understand. The old witch found it very interesting.

Chishao walked to the side of the table, stared at the witch characters for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes, this is indeed a herbal medicine map. Xuan has no witch power, so he can't understand it."

Wuwen is a form of inheritance belonging to witches.

Different from other texts, witch text can only be understood by those who possess witchcraft power. It is not static text but a dynamic picture.

Jiang Xuan felt a little depressed: "Old witch, why are you drawing herbal medicine pictures?"

The old witch's face turned serious: "Every witch in our Eagle Tribe has a dream, which is to create a map of the Great Wilderness Herbs."

"Map of the Great Wilderness Herbs?" Jiang Xuan was stunned when he heard the name. It seemed quite powerful!

"That's right. Most witches, because they can't leave the tribe, actually know very little about herbs. They only know the common herbs around the tribe and some herbs brought back by tribal warriors."

"Once a tribe member develops some rare diseases, the witch doesn't know what herbs to use to treat them."

“If we can create a complete Great Wilderness Herb Atlas, recording the various herbs and their effects in the four great wildernesses, perhaps witches in the future will be able to save a few more people.”

After hearing what the old witch said, Jiang Xuan was completely shocked.

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