Chapter 382 The Leader's Friend
In the middle of the Southern Wilderness, beside the South River, there is the Mountain Turtle Tribe.
"We didn't expect that the Red Ant Tribe would be gone soon after we arrived in the Central Region and before we had the chance to take revenge."
The pangolin sat by the river opened up by the turtle god, looking at the sparkling river water. There was some emotion and some loss in his eyes, and his expression was very complicated.
Ever since Jiang Xuan told him the news, Shanjia has been suffering from insomnia, because before they could even make a move, the enemy collapsed on its own, just like a punch on cotton, which was very uncomfortable.
"The leader is wrong."
The witch of the Mountain Turtle Tribe slowly walked over and said, "Although the tribesmen of the Red Ant Tribe have all defected, the Red Ant God is still there, and the red giant ants are still there. The remains of the old Turtle God are still in the ant nest, waiting for us to retrieve them."
"The current situation is very favorable to us. The Black Ant God who once besieged our Mountain Turtle Tribe has fallen, and the inheritance of the Red Ant Tribe has also been cut off. We don't have to worry about the Red Ant Tribe suddenly attacking us."
"As long as we are patient and develop our tribe, sooner or later we will be able to destroy the ant nest, welcome back the remains of the old turtle god, and let the name of the Mountain Turtle Tribe resound throughout the Southern Wilds once again!"
Shanjia was in high spirits and said, "What the witch said is right. As long as the remains of the old turtle god are not brought back and the ant nest is not destroyed, our Mountain Turtle Tribe will never be able to hold our heads up. We must work harder in the future and become a big tribe again as soon as possible!"
The witch of the Mountain Turtle Tribe nodded with a smile. Only with goals and pressure can the people of the tribe be better united and develop faster, instead of being content with the status quo after solving basic needs or even falling into internal strife.
This was the tribal governance experience passed down to him by the previous witch.
Shanjia stood up and said with high morale: "Wu, the progress of land reclamation has been a bit slow recently. I will go and speed it up."
"Go ahead."
The witch of the Mountain Turtle Tribe looked at the figure of the mountain eagle with his head held high and striding towards the wasteland. He finally nodded with satisfaction and went back to do his own thing.
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“Crackle, crackle…”
At sunset, in the dense forest, more than 6,000 members of the former Red Ant Tribe gathered around campfires, roasting various foods.
However, compared to the huge number of people, the food they harvested was too little to feed everyone.
"Chief, we lost dozens of warriors today while hunting wild boars. The prey we caught is not enough to eat, and we have already eaten all the salt. What should we do if this continues?"
The hunting leader had a worried look on his face. Although they were numerous and had an advantage when hunting, ordinary tribal hunting teams did not dare to provoke them easily.
But after all, everyone had lost the power of their totems and could only rely on their relatively strong physique and previous experience to hunt. Facing those ferocious beasts in the forest, casualties were inevitable.
Moreover, more people means more food consumption, and in the middle of winter, feeding more than 6,000 mouths is not an easy task.
If they can't find a way out, these more than 6,000 people will most likely die out bit by bit. Then what's the point of them escaping from the Red Ant Tribe?
Guli sat by the campfire, with a conspicuous scar on his face. Although his eyes looked determined, his heart was actually in a mess.
Leading so many people to survive in the forest was much more stressful than he had imagined, and he even felt a sense of suffocation.
After a long silence, Gu Li finally spoke: "I heard that there is a rattan tribe from the north not far from this forest. They specialize in producing various goods and are very popular among the tribes in the central region."
"Because of the shortage of manpower, the Teng tribe usually gives some of the unfinished goods to tourists to help with, and they use a kind of golden knife as a reward."
The leader of the hunting team frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "But what we need is food. What's the use of the golden knife?"
Gu Li explained: "That golden knife is a very popular commodity in the Teng Tribe. It is said that with the golden knife, you can trade any commodity in the Teng Tribe, including the food and salt we urgently need."
The leader of the hunting team asked again, "But with so many of us, if we rush over there rashly, will the Teng Tribe regard us as invaders? Moreover, we don't know how much goods the Teng Tribe makes for the tourists every day. Even if we take all of them, how many people can we feed?"
Gu Li said with a worried look on his face: "This is exactly what I am worried about. It would be great if someone could negotiate with the Teng Tribe first and understand the situation."
At this moment, Qie Ye, who had been silent all this time, spoke up: "Maybe I can give it a try."
"you?"
Guli looked at his son in surprise. The experiences during this period made Qie Ye look much more mature, but he was too young after all. Could he really do it?
Qie Ye said: "I once knew a leader of the Teng tribe. He said he came from the north. My father just said that this Teng tribe also came from the north. Maybe they are the same tribe."
Gu Li said in surprise: "If it's really as you said, that would be great."
At this moment, Guli arranged five strong and smart warriors for Qieye, and asked them to set off tomorrow to go to the Teng tribe to investigate the situation.
If the person Qie Ye knew was really the leader of the Teng tribe, that would be the best. If not, he must find out the situation in the Teng tribe so as not to make the trip in vain.
The next morning, Qiye and his group of six set out immediately, walking downstream along the dense forest by the river towards the Teng tribe.
A day later, they were the first to arrive near the frog tribe and saw some colorful giant frogs with their own eyes.
Afterwards, they passed by the territory of the Mountain Turtle Tribe and saw many giant mountain tortoises of huge size that could carry people up mountains and down rivers.
Finally, they came to the territory of the Vine Tribe.
Here, they saw huge wooden boats, extremely tall vine walls, vine tribe warriors riding various ferocious beasts, and bustling tourist gathering areas.
"Yes, it is this vine tribe."
When Qie Ye saw the totem pattern of the Teng tribe, he immediately confirmed that this was the tribe that Jiang Xuan belonged to.
He was excited, emotional, and even had a hidden sense of loneliness.
The prosperity and strength of the Teng tribe formed a sharp contrast with their current situation. Would the Teng tribe leader remember their previous friendship? Would he look down on him now that he had become a tourist? Qie Ye had no idea at all and was in a state of confusion.
Even so, thinking that many of his tribesmen were still waiting for news from him, Qie Ye could only grit his teeth and walk to the tall doorway in the vine wall to ask the Vine tribe warriors for permission to see Jiang Xuan.
"My name is Qie Ye. I'm from the Ant Tribe. I'm an old friend of your leader Xuan. Please help me inform him."
"Ant tribe? The leader's friends?"
The soldier in charge of guarding the doorway looked at Qie Ye in surprise, but did not dare to be careless. He asked him to wait outside the door for a while and then reported to his superiors immediately.
Soon, Shi Qiu, who was also the chief guarding the new territory of the Teng tribe, learned about this.
"Could they be from the Red Ant Tribe? Why are they looking for the leader?"
Shi Qiu thought for a while and finally decided to notify Jiang Xuan first. After all, the other party was coming for Jiang Xuan.
"Ant tribe, cutting leaves..."
Jiang Xuan muttered something and immediately thought of the young man from the Red Ant Tribe. He also thought of the collective defection of the Red Ant Tribe members and felt that the other party might have encountered some difficulties.
Jiang Xuan said affirmatively: "He is indeed my friend, please invite him in."
"Yes, Chief."
Shi Qiu hurriedly left Jiang Xuan's house, then walked to the gate and personally invited Qie Ye and others into the Teng tribe.
When Qie Ye entered the vine wall, he was shocked by the clean environment, wide roads, neat buildings, and all kinds of new things in the Teng Tribe. When he thought about the lives of the tribe members, he felt a little inferior.
It's not just Qie Ye, the same goes for the five warriors who were accompanying him. Although they had a hard life in the Red Ant Tribe before, they were still members of a large tribe. When they went out and faced other tribes, they still felt a little proud in their hearts.
But now, after witnessing the prosperity of the Teng tribe, he suddenly realized that his previous pride was not worth mentioning at all, and he felt a huge gap in his heart.
Thanks to the book friend "This World is Guilty" for the reward of 500 book coins.
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I have been obsessed with "A Mortal's Journey to Immortality" these two days. I was so engrossed in it that I lost some time writing.
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