Chapter 113: Tangyuan Can Fly
January 6th, the third year since the establishment of the Teng Tribe.
When Jiang Xuan and the old witch returned to the Teng tribe, six days had passed since the ice and snow began to melt.
The ice and snow have almost completely melted, except for some places in the forest that are damp all year round and away from the sun, where some ice still remains.
"Cry!"
The giant eagle flew over the Teng tribe and let out a loud eagle cry. When it returned to the Teng tribe, it was obviously very excited.
"The leader is back!"
On the ground, the sharp-eyed warriors of the Teng tribe saw Jiang Xuan on the back of the giant eagle and immediately shouted excitedly.
Then, more people ran out of the bamboo house, cheering.
Jiang Xuan and the old witch had been gone for a month, and many people were worried, afraid that something might happen to them.
Now, Jiang Xuan and the old witch have returned safely, and everyone can finally put their minds at ease.
"Xuanhe Old Witch is back."
In the yard next to the altar, Chishao threw the herbs in his hand and ran out with joy on his face.
"Eer..."
In Jiang Xuan's yard, Tangyuan, who was feeling depressed in the bamboo shed, cried out in surprise, and then ran into the yard. Then, he suddenly kicked his legs, flapped his wings quickly, and actually flew up.
Tangyuan flew into the sky and saw the landing giant eagle, as well as the old witch and Jiang Xuan on the back of the giant eagle.
"Eeyore!"
Tangyuan screamed again, and then flew quickly towards the open space where the giant eagle landed.
In the sunlight, the purple feathers of Tangyuan sparkle, which is very beautiful.
When the giant eagle landed, Tangyuan landed almost at the same time. It ran over excitedly and stood beside the giant eagle.
"Tangyuan, you can fly!"
On the giant eagle's back, Jiang Xuan was surprised to find that Tangyuan's body was larger than before, and it was much more stable when flying.
"Eeyore!"
Tangyuan raised his head proudly, his eyes full of pride.
"Let me unload the stuff first."
Jiang Xuan untied the animal skin bag on the eagle's back and carried it into the old witch's bamboo house.
Not long after, Chishao also came. Although she was very excited, she didn't say much. She just helped Jiang Xuan move the animal skin bags and clean up the bamboo house.
She has never been good at speaking and just works silently.
Soon, leaders such as Uncaria rhynchophylla, Gastrodia elata, Arisaema confusa, and Nepeta tenuifolia all came. With everyone's help, the fire pit in the old witch's bamboo house soon burned brightly again.
After everything was ready, everyone gathered around the fire pit and listened to Jiang Xuan tell them about what he had seen and gained during this trip.
Jiang Xuan briefly recounted what they had encountered along the way, and everyone listened attentively.
It is difficult to imagine the shock of water shortage, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, deserts, and the Great Rift Valley if you have not seen them with your own eyes.
They are more interested in the frog tribe, especially the various giant frogs in the frog tribe.
At the end, Jiang Xuan said with a serious face: "The situation in the Western Wasteland is more serious than we thought. We must be ready to fight with the tribes migrating from the Western Wasteland at any time."
In order to seize better places to live, migrating tribes often compete with indigenous people for territory, and bloody battles are inevitable.
The Teng Tribe is now the indigenous people of the Southern Wilderness. If they want to continue living here, they must fight against all the robbers and win the final victory.
This is a huge challenge for the Teng tribe with a population of less than 300.
Jingjie said: "Chief, tell me, what should we do?"
The others also nodded, they all believed that Jiang Xuan could lead the tribe through the crisis.
Jiang Xuan had thought about this problem countless times on the way back, and now he told all the methods he had thought of.
"First, strengthen the defense on the back of the stone mountain. Send two soldiers from the escort team to monitor the situation over there. If you find people from other tribes approaching, report to the tribe immediately."
"Second, make more bamboo rafts and build a second settlement on the other side of the Feiyu River. If we encounter an enemy we cannot resist, the other side of the Feiyu River will be our retreat."
"Third, hold a sacrifice to turn those people we brought back from the Mosquito Tribe last year into warriors and let them truly join the Vine Tribe."
"Fourth, we need to set up a large number of traps around the tribe and dig more tunnels. If we encounter enemies we cannot defeat, we can enter the tunnels and fight them with the help of the favorable terrain."
"Fifth, continue to reclaim wasteland, grow more food, recruit more tourists, and manufacture more weapons..."
Jiang Xuan told the Teng tribe everything that would be done in the future, and tried their best to deal with future crises.
Everyone kept Jiang Xuan's words in mind. Their thinking was simple: they just had to listen to their leader.
Afterwards, Jiang Xuan assigned specific tasks.
Hunting Team 1 and the Guard Team were to build defenses on the west side, while Hunting Team 2 and the Fishing Team were responsible for making more bamboo rafts and building houses on the other side of the Flying Fish River.
The planting team and the breeding team continued to work hard on planting and breeding to provide food for the tribe, while Dongkui and others were responsible for digging tunnels.
After receiving the tasks, the leaders dispersed and each led their own team to work.
Soon, Jiang Xuan, Chi Shao and the old witch were the only ones left in the room.
The old witch noticed Jiang Xuan's performance. Although Jiang Xuan looked young, he was meticulous and methodical, which made him particularly admired.
The old witch said, "During this period of time, I will stay in the Teng Tribe. If you need any help, please let me know."
Jiang Xuan said gratefully: "Old witch, your presence here is the greatest help to the Teng tribe."
Although the old witch has never taken action, his strength is unquestionable. Even Jiang Xuan, a four-color warrior, feels unfathomable when facing him.
Coupled with the ferocious giant eagle, this is definitely a powerful force.
As long as the old witch stays in the Teng tribe, he will have a strong deterrent power.
The three of them talked about the issues in the Western Wilderness for a while. Then, Chishao asked the old witch some questions about witch medicine. Jiang Xuan felt overwhelmed and left the bamboo house.
"Eeyore!"
When Jiang Xuan walked outside, Tangyuan immediately ran over and rubbed his head against him affectionately to express his happiness.
Then, Tangyuan squatted down and motioned for him to sit on his back.
"Tangyuan, do you want to take me flying?"
Tangyuan nodded, just like a child who had learned a new skill and couldn't wait to show it off.
"Okay, I'll go up then."
Jiang Xuan climbed onto Tangyuan's back and Tangyuan stood up again.
After a winter of feeding, Tangyuan has become much larger than before, with a wingspan of nearly eight meters, and is much taller than Jiang Xuan when standing up.
Everyone was surprised at how fast Tangyuan grew, and no one knew how big it would be when it grew up.
"Eeyore!"
Tangyuan shouted excitedly, then kicked his legs, flapped his big purple wings, and flew directly up with Jiang Xuan.
It circled several times above the vine tribe, barking non-stop and looking very proud.
Jiang Xuan sat on Tangyuan's back, listening to the whistling wind in his ears and looking at the scenery passing by under his feet, feeling very emotional.
Who would have thought that a baby bird that he picked up in the forest and fed for less than a year could carry him into the sky.
On the ground, many warriors were looking up, envious of their leader who could fly in the sky on a bird.
In the forest behind the stone mountain, Nanxing, who was setting a trap, looked up for a while, then took out a bone whistle from his arms.
Nan Xing rubbed the bone whistle and said, "I hope that one day I can have a mount!"
He had blown this bone whistle so many times that the surface had become shiny and smooth. He could now use the whistle to produce several lifelike sounds.
He hopes that one day this bone whistle will come in handy.
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Southern Wilderness, Crow Tribe.
During the cold winter, due to insufficient food reserves, more than 200 members of the Crow Tribe starved to death or froze to death.
Although this number of people would not cause serious damage to the Crow Tribe, it ultimately had a negative impact on all members of the tribe.
Therefore, after the ice and snow melted, the Crow Tribe couldn't wait to migrate to another place.
They frantically searched for all kinds of food and plundered all resources without regard for the consequences in preparation for migration.
Once they have prepared enough food, this tribe of more than 3,000 people will begin to migrate.
By then, these crows will surely stir up a bloody storm.
I have been visiting a grave these two days, so there won't be many updates. I will start updating tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)
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