"Just learn how to grow corn and go back to our old home to plant it. Isn't there more room for expanding arable land over there?"
"Right!" The high priest slapped his head. As for whether he could grow corn when he returned, he didn't worry about it because he had the charlatan with him. "Do we need to relocate the population here?"
"Well, the arable land for corn is limited and can't support so many people. Besides, our base is at the headquarters after all, understand?" Ma Yue said this, and the high priest understood. Who would want to stay here when they have a family?
Of course, the prerequisite for having a home is that the high priest can feel at ease only if Ma Yue, the charlatan, is there.
"Don't worry, I will not miss any detail of the corn's growth." The high priest patted his chest and made the promise, then left in a hurry.
How do we expand our headquarters? It's simple: expand toward the grasslands. Even if the Stone City has limited capacity, do we really have to live there? In our past lives, cities were the center, and villages weren't part of the city.
Ma Yue's thinking is that with the Stone City as the core, the Sea Tribe will expand further. There is no need to build cities in the villages outside the city. If there is a real danger, people can just temporarily retreat to the Stone City.
Besides, the Sea Tribe will become more and more powerful in the future. It’s good enough if we don’t attack others. Which idiot would take the initiative to attack the Sea Tribe?
If you are not strong, it is useless to build more cities. It is similar to the Song Dynasty in the previous life...
How to deal with the future of this Kirishima? Ma Yue needs to think about it.
Salt making, pottery making, corn... no matter how you look at it, these are all of great value. If Ma Yue didn't hate the sea, he would even like this place to become the core of the sea tribe.
Let’s see how Flint’s investigation goes.
The salt-making team was growing larger and larger. After all, with the white-skinned pottery team providing the foundation, there was no shortage of pottery basins. The high priest was ruthless and temporarily withheld the supply of coarse salt from the elderly and weak, aside from the salt-making team and the able-bodied men. Consequently, the stockpile of coarse salt continued to grow.
Three months after occupying the Qingwu Tribe, the timber walls, retaining ravines, and defensive platforms were finally completed. Hai, unable to sit still any longer, demanded to go out to sea.
All right! This guy is increasingly influenced by white people and is gradually starting to like going out to sea.
With the accumulated crude salt, I have enough capital for trading.
Hai and Baipi left again, taking away only ten ships, which was already quite large.
Ma Yue was very particular. Since there was no need to accumulate coarse salt again, he wanted to make sure that everyone in the tribe could drink salt soup as much as possible.
Finally, the taste of salt came, and many old, weak, women and children in the Qingwu tribe finally smiled. Only with salt can they have strength.
As a result, the size of the salt-boiling team expanded again, to almost 300 people.
The White Mist Tribe's boats weren't covered in hides. Seawater has buoyancy, and it's quite buoyant. With a wooden bottom, did the boat really need to be covered in hides? The facts proved that it wasn't necessary. Otherwise, where did the Green Mist Tribe get their thirty boats?
People can't be idle, not to mention, I gave you salt fish soup, what are you doing? Building a boat, anyway, the people of the Qingwu tribe have experience in boat building.
Primitive people simply couldn't afford to be idle. They were accustomed to a busy life, and as long as they had food, even if their diet consisted mainly of fish soup, as long as they didn't starve, they were happy. Do you think the White Mist Tribe could have had enough to eat? With just a hundred acres of cornfield? That's unrealistic.
There aren't many wild animals on Kirishima. The hunting team worked hard for two or three months, and their biggest prey were wolves and collared antelopes. This is an island, after all, so it's normal for the species to be limited.
"How is the throwing team's training going?" Ma Yue called Luo Bai.
"After two months of rotation training, everyone likes to use flying guns and stones, and the results are quite good. The thinner men, women and children have formed a 450-man flying gun and stone team, so defense is not a big problem." Luo Bai was not idle either. The style of the Sea Tribe must be upheld and carried forward in the White Mist Tribe.
It doesn't mean that only able-bodied men are capable of fighting. Those who are slightly weaker can also be good helpers in battle as long as they can throw spears and stones.
That's good. A tribe of fourteen or five hundred people with only three hundred combatants is certainly not enough.
"Do you have a goal?" Ma Yue asked.
"Based on Firestone's patrol, we are targeting the Red Mist and Black Mist tribes. I believe we can get a lot of people."
"Alright! The corn is harvested now. This time, you lead the expedition to conquer the Red Mist and Black Mist tribes." Ma Yue made up his mind. At the very least, he had to eliminate the threats nearby. No large tribes were allowed to exist near the White Mist tribe's base. This way, he would feel at ease after he left.
"How many people should I bring?" Luo Bai was a little nervous.
"Of the newly formed 450-man flying spear and stone flying team, only 100 men should be left for me."
Well, since the charlatan said so, just do it.
The expeditionary force consisted of more than 600 men and 40 wildebeests. No matter whether there were weak ones or even half-grown children among them, at least they had the ability to throw spears and stones, and that was their combat effectiveness.
There is a wooden wall for defense here, so what are you afraid of?
This time, Ma Yue has nothing to worry about. He has to worry about everything and lead the team by himself. Then what is the role of a leader?
In the future, such proactive expeditions will probably be inevitable.
Three days later, the Wildebeest Cavalry returned with a report that the first battle had been a success, that the Red Mist Tribe had been defeated, and that the captives were being escorted back.
good!
The captives were brought in less than a day ago. There were fewer than 50 able-bodied men, out of a total population of 400. A tribe of 500 or 600 people was also a threat and could not be kept.
The escorted troops had to go back and continue the battle.
The remaining assimilation and integration work is Ma Yue's job, and Ma Yue has experience in this kind of thing.
"Should we transport it back to headquarters?" asked the high priest.
"Yes, we don't need too many people here. Headquarters does. The prairie has endless arable land, right? Haha!" Regardless of age or weakness, they are all population. Besides, does that mean those with weak constitutions can't fight? The White Mist Tribe has already dug out a 450-man auxiliary force of flying spears and throwing stones.
Luo Bai's army continued to fight. In a month, they not only defeated the Red Mist and Black Mist tribes, but also some medium-sized tribes that were nearby.
The Kirishima Third Division gained a population of nearly two thousand.
The shipbuilding process went smoothly. Together with the original thirty ships, the number had reached forty.
Kirishima Division 3 was bustling with activity. As long as there was salt and the people had the stamina, work was no problem. Moreover, there was no winter here, so there was no need to worry about frostbite.
After a month of fighting, Luo Bai is back. Not bad, he looks like a great general now, haha!
There were more than 600 people, and only 400 of them came back alive. In ancient times, only a few people returned from the battles, so 400 people coming back was already a lot.
Break up and reorganize, break up and reorganize again, this method, Ma Yue is very skilled. What Ma Yue needs for the time being is the initial integration. With the deterrence of the wildebeest cavalry, the progress of integration is constantly accelerating.
"You charlatan, we have seized a lot of corn." The high priest was very happy because he could save more seeds to take back.
"It seems that the people here are all growing corn, haha!" Ma Yue said with a smile.
"Don't worry, charlatan. We have plenty of salt. As long as we have salt, no one will starve to death."
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