Manzhui was dreaming about the future!
Blackbone, who was singled out, showed disdain on his face!
He completely ignored Manzhui!
In his heart, the era that belonged to the Manzhui and Ba Mao was over!
Although Manzhui was still standing alive in front of him, in his heart, Manzhui had become a dead man!
A small, vulnerable figure caught in the crossfire of an era of change!
Change! This is a word uttered by the Witch Lord!
The shaman said, "This is an era full of change, an era of integration among the various Xia peoples!"
All those who oppose change and the integration of the various Chinese civilizations will be annihilated by the tides of time!
Black Bone believed everything the shaman who had received the mandate of heaven said!
Because he witnessed firsthand how ore was transformed into ironware!
Peat instead of firewood!
The wood was crafted into tables, chairs, and even a large bed!
Moreover, his large bed was made by his father after receiving instruction from the Witch Lord!
And his clothes were made of coarse linen! They were woven by his wife using the weaving techniques passed down by the shaman!
These clothes fit well and are comfortable to wear!
The Marquis of Wu also ordered people to sun-dry salt by the sea!
Adding salt to steamed meat broth makes it incredibly delicious!
The Marquis of Wu seemed to know everything and be omnipotent!
He claimed to be a messenger of the gods on earth!
But Blackbone felt that he was no different from a god!
Blackbone revered him like a god! Blackbone also knew that many members of the original Deer Antler Clan felt the same way!
In the two months since becoming a member of the Zhuxia people, Heigu has learned to write!
His son taught him that!
The two words he writes most often are "civilization" and "military strategy."
The book of the Witch Lord teaches Black Bone a lesson: the integration of a people requires both civilization and military strategy!
The preservation of a nation's heritage requires both civilization and military prowess!
Both are indispensable!
Civilization without military strategy is merely a sign of weakness and vulnerability, leading to self-destruction!
Military strategy alone, without civilization, and reckless militarism, cannot last long and will eventually lead to disintegration!
The original Deer Horn Clan had neither military prowess nor civilization; they were simply the most barbaric tribe!
How could such a tribe last long!
The Ji Shui clan before us is the same!
Its existence is inconsistent with the general trend of the integration of the various Chinese states!
As something that goes against the tide, its only destiny is to have its mark erased and, after being rebuilt, to become a member of the Chinese nation!
With a command from the elder's drumstick.
Command flags are waving!
Black Bone drew a long arrow from his quiver and nocked it onto the bowstring made of tussah silk!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The long arrow pierced the air! Blackbone watched as his arrow pierced through Barbarian Cone's chest!
Moreover, along with his long arrow came five arrows!
In just a moment, this barbarian, who once boasted that his strength and bravery were unmatched among the surrounding tribes, lost his life!
He didn't even have time to swing his weapon before he fell to the ground in the dust.
Blood flowed from his body, soaking the earth.
All his previous fantasies vanished in an instant! Only his wide-open eyes remained, gradually becoming lifeless.
The archers continued to fire volleys of arrows!
When the soldiers of the Ji Shui clan scattered like birds and beasts, Elder Gu Chui gave the order to divide and encircle them and fight in small groups!
This is still a war with no suspense!
After eliminating some soldiers who refused to surrender, Drumstick escorted the prisoners toward the Jishui clan's main camp!
For the current Zhuxia Alliance, the small population remains a major problem!
Accelerating the integration of tribes is imperative!
After arriving at the residence of the Jishui clan, Gu Chui looked at the uneasy faces and recalled the instructions given to him by the shaman before he left.
He began, "I know you are all very uneasy!"
But please rest assured! The bloody and barbaric era is over!
We are soldiers of the Allied Powers! We are not born to wage war!
Rather, it was to achieve the unification of all Chinese civilizations as quickly as possible, so that everyone could live in the glory of civilization!
Only force can accelerate this process!
After force comes peace! After change!
You will all stand at the center of this transformation!
They will also benefit from it!
You will be wearing the same clothes as me!
You will no longer have to go hungry!
You will be sleeping in a large bed made of wood!
You will no longer have to work hard chopping wood and starting fires every day!
You will no longer have to risk your lives to hunt wild beasts every day!
All of you will become a member of the Chinese nation!
The Great Shaman of the All-China Alliance once composed a song!
The vast wilderness, the homeland of the Chinese people!
The mighty Yellow River, the cradle of all Chinese civilization!
A magnificent vessel, a treasure for all Chinese people!
[The Mandate of Heaven bestows upon the Witch Lord to establish a new kingdom and expand its territory!]
The Witch Lord came by divine mandate, not for any one family or clan!
And thus, to establish the nation of the various Xia states!
All tribal peoples, as long as they abide by the laws and regulations of the Xia dynasty, can be considered citizens of the Xia!
A middle-aged man, leaning on a cane, shirtless, and wearing five-colored feathers in his hair, looked at the drumsticks that had finished speaking, and at this army with its distinctive style and imposing aura, and excitedly shouted:
"I am Wu Xian of the Ji Shui clan! I want to ask you, have your shamans truly received divine revelation?"
Drumstick proudly declared, "Of course! The Witch Lord received divine revelation the moment he became the Witch Queen!"
He taught us many wonderful techniques! Just like the spear in my hand! It was forged from quarrying stone!
The clothes I wear are made of tree bark!
The shaman also taught us the script that he received from the gods!
He also compiled books! These enlightened people!
Upon hearing this, Wu Xian sighed, "I have lived a wasted life for decades, yet I have never received any divine revelation!"
I didn't even receive a dream from the shaman! It seems I have indeed offended Heaven!
Since the shaman has displayed divine abilities, my Jishui clan wishes to submit to the Xia people!
With Wu Xian, the spiritual leader of the Ji Shui clan, taking the initiative to surrender, things became much less constrained afterward!
After all, passive transformation takes much longer!
Wu Hou meant that the Zhuxia Alliance needed to grow stronger as soon as possible!
Drumstick led the soldier who had found the ears of grain to the place where the ears of grain had first been found!
Those were some low-lying muddy areas along the riverbank!
A few scattered rice stalks grew! All the leaves of the rice plants had turned yellow, and Gu Chui had already consulted the shaman, who knew that this was a sign that the grain was ripe!
He sent people to cut down the rice stalks one by one!
Then carefully place these rice stalks into the prepared boxes!
The drumsticks are dreaming!
The grains on these rice stalks will serve as seeds, taking root and sprouting in the rice paddies planned by the shaman, and then growing into rice stalks laden with ears of grain!
Back then, everyone could have enough to eat!
It didn't take long. Gu Chui led his troops and the original Ji Shui clan members eastward!
Under the campfire at night, Hou Wenjie saw the drumsticks that had returned victorious.
Unlike before, when the members of the Deer Antler Clan could only sleep in open fields!
Now that the Jishui clan has arrived, there are naturally brick and tile houses with cement paving for them to rest in!
There were people providing hot water, and large pots of fish soup being cooked!
Although the members of the Jishui clan had heard Gu Chui's promise, they were still filled with fear and anxiety about the future!
However, when they served the hot fish soup, the fear in their hearts dissipated considerably.
Many people couldn't wait to take a sip, and then a second.
Their eyes narrowed involuntarily; it was a delicious treat they had never tasted before!
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