"Damn Purple Tribe!" Luo Bai was furious after hearing the instructions of the charlatan conveyed by the third priest.
"Chief Luo, speaking of it, in the current Sea Tribe, if there is to be a land war in the future, it will really belong to the Sea God City." The three priests took turns coming here, and of course they had to convey the meaning of the charlatan clearly.
"That's true. Haifan City has a population of 30,000. Who would dare to fight? The people in Qiuhai City don't have much fighting spirit. Moreover, even if the Ghost City army arrives, they are allowed to retreat and escape. Only Haishen City doesn't allow us to give up. Even the Purple Tribe has been coveting our sea outlet for making salt for a long time..."
Luo Bai is not a fool, otherwise, Ma Yue would not take Luo Bai so seriously.
"What the charlatans are most worried about is that the Purple Tribe will collude with a large number of grassland people to jointly attack our Sea God City. After all, the Sea God City's defense force is only about two thousand. Back then, the Ghost City organized a coalition force of tens of thousands, which was impossible to defend." said the third priest.
"Luckily, we have so much fish oil stored." This was Luo Bai's greatest confidence. No matter how many people there were, they would still be afraid of fire, right? Once the Sea Tribe purchased fish oil, it would always supply it to the fish oil reserves of Poseidon City first.
"The charlatan doesn't want to give up this vast grassland?" Luo Bai realized something. Theoretically, the east of the Sea God City only has 500 acres of arable land with potential. There is a vast grassland in the west of the city, but the problem is the threat of the grassland people.
Therefore, the potential of Poseidon City has always been limited, which is why the focus has shifted to Haifan City. Of course, the warm area in Haifan City is extremely large and is indeed suitable for development.
"Give up? The charlatan said there aren't many areas suitable for agricultural and animal husbandry development. Haifan City is of course the first choice, but why give up on such a good agricultural and animal husbandry base on the prairie? Are you a prairie person? Haha!" The third priest said with a smile, "The future Sea God City won't be this small. The charlatan said it's still too small."
Too small! Luo Bai roughly understood.
"How long will it take?"
"I don't know. The charlatan seems to be waiting for something."
Neither the Purple Tribe nor the Grassland People have any intention of attacking Poseidon City yet. Poseidon City has been expanding beyond the five hundred acres east of the city for many years. A large amount of farmland is cultivated on the grasslands west of the city every year.
Even if the grassland people come to rob it, I will give it to you, as long as you can't break into Poseidon City.
Fortunately, over the years, both the Purple Tribe and the grassland people have watched the large tracts of arable land outside Poseidon City and have never come to rob them.
Poseidon City is the main radish producing area for the Sea Tribe, so it's suitable for growing radishes. Poseidon City has two thousand large livestock, which can meet the needs of large-scale farming, so it's not a big problem.
In fact, Qiuhai City's climate is also suitable for growing radishes, but the arable land area in Qiuhai City is too limited. The warm area of Haifan City, which has the best climate conditions, is not suitable for growing radishes.
This is a good thing. The several branches of the Sea Tribe can form a good food complement.
"Captain Luo, a group of people came from outside the city. They said they escaped from Sun City." A soldier came to report.
"We in Poseidon City don't accept anyone." Luo Bai said. The internal population capacity of Poseidon City is very limited now, and even Haifan City doesn't accept anyone.
"He said they had good things, but they grew flax."
"What is flax?" asked the third priest curiously.
"It's... the numbness that the charlatan once bought."
Damn it! The third priest stood up and said, "Take me there quickly."
The Third Priest, who often hangs around Ma Yue, knows best how important numbness is. Naval battles require linen to start fires, but since numbness is so expensive, no one wants to use it.
Numbness, mainly due to the exchange from Sun City.
The remnants of the Sun Tribe were released into the Sea God City by Luo Bai and the three priests.
The Sun Tribe was attacked by the Moon, Star, and Purple Tribes, and ultimately failed to hold out. We've said that in this era, wars ultimately come down to who has the most men.
There were only a hundred or so soldiers left, all of them riding wildebeests. Of course, without the wildebeest's stamina, running wouldn't be that easy, right?
"I am the third priest of the Sea Tribe, and you are..." The third priest thought that the person led by the remnants seemed to be quite elegant.
"I am Yang Hu, the third chief and third priest of the former Sun Tribe. Our Sun Tribe is finished, and I escaped with great difficulty..." Yang Hu looked miserable. His own tribe was finished, and he had lost all his fighting spirit.
"Chief Yang Hu, what are you going to exchange for our Hai tribe with the flax you plant?" Primitive people don't have much diplomatic language and like to speak directly.
"Exchange? What else can we exchange? We have brought a lot of flax seeds and we will give them to your Sea Tribe. We have no way to go now. We can only flee to the Sea God City. We are lucky to keep our lives." Yang Hu said.
In this area, apart from the Purple Tribe, only the Sea Tribe is strong enough. Where else can we seek refuge except in Poseidon City?
"Chief Yang, don't you want to revive the Sun Tribe?" asked the third priest curiously.
"It's useless. The great chief died in the battle, and the priests, both big and small, were also killed. The Sun Tribe is finished." After all, Yang Hu was only a third-in-command. In the normal management of the Sun Tribe, he just followed orders and did not have much independent consciousness.
Besides, Yang Hu only led a hundred or so people to escape, so there was no hope of revival at all.
"Chief Yang, don't be discouraged. The people in our Hai tribe all have complicated origins. People like me used to be slaves, but I'm living well in the Hai tribe, right? If Chief Yang is really willing to join the Hai tribe, after you become numb, we will introduce you to Haifan City to meet the charlatan..." People come here to contribute flax planting and weaving technology.
Haibu tribe still attaches great importance to technical personnel.
"That's right!" Yang Hu was convinced of this. The Sea Tribe's history of prosperity and its talent pool were indeed well-known. Otherwise, Yang Hu wouldn't have easily fled to Poseidon City.
How many leaders are willing to sink into depravity and loneliness?
"Don't worry, Third Priest. If I can't get any help in this Sea God City, I'll just leave on my own." Yang Hu also knew that if you just joined a big tribe and had no merit, why would they use you?
"Then I'll trouble you, Chief Yang. I'll do my best to assist you with anything you need." Having reached an 'agreement,' the three priests were delighted. They'd just arrived in Seagod City, and already encountered such a great opportunity. It would be wonderful if the Sea Tribe could grow and weave their own shamrocks in the future.
Numbness is incredibly expensive. Now that salt boiling is no longer a secret, the numbness of the Sea Tribe might become the mainstay of trade in the future.
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Should he stay in Sun City? Or return to Seven Hundred City? Zi Ya, the chieftain of the Purple Tribe, began to hesitate. He had finally conquered Sun City with the coalition forces. If he withdrew, what would he do if the Moon and Star Tribes held on to the salt mountain and refused to share their profits?
I brought my people to fight this war with great effort, wasn't it just for salt?
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