Standing up, Ma Yue wanted to see how many people were left in his team.
"Poseidon!"
"A charlatan!"
Seeing Ma Yue appear, the people of the Sea Tribe emerged from behind the reefs and prostrated themselves on the beach in awe of the sea.
What is this? Originally, I felt quite guilty, but these people actually believed that it was the blessing of the sea god and the guidance of the charlatan that allowed me to escape the shipwreck and save my life.
Instead, I felt even more awe and respect for Ma Yue, the charlatan.
The power of faith of some newcomers has risen to at least the intermediate level.
Where were the people? Ma Yue looked at them blankly. The wildebeests were all dead. Of the six hundred or so people, only a hundred or so remained. Holland, Lan, and Iron Lion were all gone.
"Charlatan!" Ma Yue was somewhat relieved that Bai Ying was still alive.
"Everyone, help out. Let's eat first." There were wildebeests on the beach, but there were some carcasses that hadn't been swept back into the sea by the waves. Let's stew them and eat them first. I'm out of energy, so I can't do anything.
Primitive people were incredibly hardworking. Even so exhausted, no one slacked off. Some collected firewood, some decomposed wildebeest carcasses, and some boiled water in clay pots. Fortunately, a river flowing into the sea wasn't far away; otherwise, there wouldn't have been enough water to cook the meat.
As for pottery basins and salt, many soldiers carried them in leather bags, so they were not short of them.
With the wildebeest meat and broth, everyone's strength is gradually recovering. Let's all rest first. What about the future?
The troops had suffered heavy losses of weapons; javelins, shields, and the like were practically gone, and they had less than twenty hatchets. The boats stranded on the beach were practically shattered. The soldiers didn't rest, but instead searched the shore for any useful items near the remaining boats.
Not bad, the slightly heavier long axe didn't get swept back into the sea, and I also looted over twenty good large stone axes. These are all weapons that will save my life in the future.
Who knows where the storm has swept me to?
Such a big river flowing into the sea, perhaps, where there is water, there is life.
"Let's rest for a few days. We can get some more wooden spears from the woods over there." With a sharp stone axe, it shouldn't be a problem to simply carve some wooden spears. It doesn't matter what weapon it is, even if it's just a stick. Without a weapon, you'd be unsure, right?
The people of the Sea Tribe are used to carving wooden spears. The proportion of newcomers is about half, and the integration is already very good. At least, there is no problem with language communication.
A lot of fish baskets were made from slightly softer branches. The fish in the river would be the main source of food for the sea tribe in the future.
The team rested for more than ten days, made a lot of wooden spears, and made a lot of fish baskets. It was time for the team to set off.
Living by the sea is practically possible. The forest is vast, so building a house isn't impossible. The ecological environment is very similar to that of Poseidon City. The problem is, Ma Yue has to find a way back to Poseidon City. If the sea doesn't work, he'll see if land is a possibility.
How should we go? We should just follow the river upstream. At least we can catch fish in the river, so we won't starve to death, right? The river's mouth here is surprisingly not frozen.
The team was roughly reorganized again, with White Eagle, Chair, Spring Mist, and Summer Mist each leading a group of soldiers, and they were roughly divided into four formations. With a basic organization, management was easier.
Savage, after days of hardship and exposure, the river has frozen over. It's hard to tell whether this place is grassland or forest; it's sometimes groves, sometimes hills, sometimes wasteland...
Fortunately, everyone was in good health and no one fell behind.
If you are lucky enough to encounter a wild beast, you can catch it and have a snack.
Primitive people were also accustomed to organized living. After all, there were more than a hundred people together, so they didn't feel anxious. Most importantly, with the charlatan in the group, they had a backbone. As for where to go, they just followed the charlatan's instructions. They wouldn't starve to death anyway. So they just kept going.
Half of the salt in the bags everyone carried was already used up. They weren't worried about anything else except the potential trouble of running out of salt.
"Woo!" Wangcai, who was used to running around, made a new discovery.
I don’t remember how many days I walked, but I finally met some people. There was a cave on a small hill not far from the river bank, and inside there was a small tribe.
Small is relative. Compared with the large tribe of 4,000 people, the Hai tribe, which tribe is not a small tribe?
There are only twenty or so strong men, what's the point of showing off? Ma Yue has no interest in conquering this small tribe.
Chair and White Eagle led the team and charged...
Is that right? If you don’t have the ability, why pretend to be cool?
"Oh my god!" Ma Yue was shocked when he entered the tribe's cave. So many people?
"Chair, White Eagle, let me ask you, what's going on?" Ma Yue didn't understand the dialect and had no interest in it.
Ma Yue took Chun Wu and Xia Wu to inspect the underground cave. Wherever they looked, the people here had eyes full of fear, including some strong men, who had no courage at all.
Ma Yue inspected the series of caves underground. There were at least 200 to 300 able-bodied men, and over a thousand elderly and weak. Such a large tribe, all nestled in caves, didn't they need to work? How did they survive?
It seems that there are no weapons. What does that mean?
The Chair and the White Eagle came with prisoners and an old man respectively.
The languages of primitive people are mostly very simple and pictographic, with many similarities. As long as there are chairs and white eagles, they can generally communicate.
"This area has the most powerful Thunder God tribe, with a population of 5,000 and more than a thousand able-bodied men..." This was confessed by the defeated captives.
"We are the Red Deer Tribe, I am the high priest, and we were conquered by the Thunder God Tribe. We are all slaves! All of us!" said the old man.
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