Chapter 17 Means of Self-Protection
March 2nd, spring of the first year since the founding of the Teng Tribe.
In the forest south of the Teng tribe, a dozen bighorn sheep were grazing with their heads down while vigilantly observing their surroundings. They would flee at the slightest sign of trouble.
These bighorn sheep have brown fur and are huge in size. An adult bighorn sheep weighs more than 500 kilograms.
The most obvious feature of the bighorn sheep is the pair of large, curved horns on its head. Unlike other sheep's horns, which are slender, they are as big as bison's horns.
"call out!"
Suddenly, a feather arrow flew out from the gap between the branches of a big tree and shot towards a bighorn sheep like lightning.
"Mee!"
The bighorn sheep was shot in the abdomen. It let out a scream, then ran away with the arrow stuck in its stomach.
The flock of sheep was in chaos.
“Swish, swish, swish…”
At this moment, four feather arrows were shot from the other two directions. Two of them hit the same bighorn sheep, and the other two missed.
The herd of bighorn sheep began to run frantically, especially the two that were hit by arrows. They ran while screaming, in a panic.
"Chase!"
Jiang Xuan jumped down from a big tree, put the bow and arrow on his back, held the bamboo spear in his hand, and ran quickly after the flock of sheep.
Chishao, Uncaria, Stone Eel and Arisaema also jumped down from their respective trees and chased after Jiang Xuan.
Fortunately, they are all warriors now, and their physique is much stronger than that of ordinary people, otherwise it would be difficult to catch up with the bighorn sheep that run at an extremely fast speed.
As time went by, the two bighorn sheep that were hit by arrows ran slower and slower due to the intense exercise, causing their wounds to bleed continuously. They gradually could not keep up with the flock and finally fell down.
After the two bighorn sheep fell, Jiang Xuan and others who caught up immediately stepped forward to finish them off and killed them completely.
Chishao used the bamboo tube he carried with him to collect fresh sheep blood from the sheep's neck. Instead of drinking it raw as usual, he planned to take it home and cook it.
The same went for the other four people; no one drank raw blood.
Because of the lack of salt, the blood of mammals such as bighorn sheep can replenish the necessary salt consumption after people exercise vigorously. Therefore, drinking blood is a normal thing for the tribesmen.
Ever since Jiang Xuan used the old man in the dream to tell them that drinking raw blood would easily make them sick, Chishao and the others stopped drinking raw blood and took it home to cook before eating.
Jiang Xuan pulled out the feather arrow from the bighorn sheep's belly, wiped the blood off it, and said, "I have been practicing archery for so long, and it really comes in handy. Hunting these large prey is much easier than before."
Chishao agreed, "That's right. Bows and arrows can shoot farther, and prey can be hit without being prepared. It's much better than throwing spears and slings."
Uncaria looked at the two big-horned sheep happily and said, "Such big sheep horns will look great hanging on the wall."
The tribesmen like to use the horns, teeth, feathers, etc. of their prey to decorate their houses and themselves, and the teenagers are no exception.
They thought that after returning, they would peel off the sheep skull completely and hang it on the wall of the bamboo house as a decoration.
Jiang Xuan said: "First find some rattan to tie them up, and then find two poles to carry them back."
"Yes, Chief."
The five of them immediately got busy.
Ten minutes later, the two bighorn sheep had been tied up, the poles to lift the sheep had been found, and they would be able to go home soon.
Suddenly, a faint "woooo" sound was heard from the distance.
Jiang Xuan held his breath and listened. He was very familiar with that sound because it was the sound made by the tribesmen when they were driving their prey.
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…”
Jiang Xuan quickly climbed to the tallest tree nearby. Standing above the jungle, he could hear the sounds more clearly, mixed with the screams of animals.
Because of the dense trees blocking the view, Jiang Xuan could hear the sound but could not see the people. He could only see a group of startled birds.
Jiang Xuan climbed down from the tree and said to Chi Shao with a serious face: "The hunting range of those people is getting closer and closer to here. Sooner or later, they will find where our tribe is."
When he saw the smoke from the campfire for the first time, Jiang Xuan knew that people from other tribes had also come to the jungle.
Later, they could see smoke from time to time, getting closer and closer to this side, and now they could even hear the sounds of hunting.
This made Jiang Xuan very anxious. The Teng tribe had finally been able to live a better life through their own efforts, and he could not tolerate everything they had being destroyed by others.
Chishao comforted him, "With the Teng Shen here, even if they find our Teng tribe, they won't attack easily, because even if they defeat the Teng tribe, they won't get much."
Jiang Xuan nodded. What Chishao said made sense. There were only five of them, and they had not settled here for long, so they had very few supplies.
If the people from the outside tribe find that it will cost them a lot of casualties to take down the enemy, they will probably not attack easily.
However, Jiang Xuan had no idea what the old vine was like, nor could he be sure that the old vine would come to their rescue when the time came.
For the sake of his own life, he couldn't put all his hopes on the old vine, he had to find a way to protect himself.
"Go back first."
Jiang Xuan and Chishao lifted a bighorn sheep, Uncaria and Shiqiu also lifted a bighorn sheep, and the youngest Nanxing was responsible for vigilance.
Half a day later, the five people returned to the bamboo house, and the two bighorn sheep were quickly dealt with.
After the sheepskin is peeled off, dried and soaked, it can be used to make winter fur clothes or bedding.
As the three teenagers wished, the sheep's head was used as a decoration after the meat was removed.
All the mutton is cut into pieces and hung above the fire to be smoked day and night to prevent it from spoiling.
Sheep bones are used to make weapons and tools such as bone knives, bone spears, and bone hoes.
Almost every part of a bighorn sheep is put to good use; even those parts that are inedible are thrown into fish traps as bait.
The tribesmen have lived in an environment of material scarcity for a long time, and they will not waste anything that can be used.
After dealing with the two bighorn sheep, Jiang Xuan and his four companions had a hearty meal and then had the strength to continue working.
"I'm going to dig a tunnel under our bamboo bed. If someone from another tribe attacks us, we can hide in the tunnel temporarily."
Jiang Xuan told Chishao and others about his thoughts.
The inspiration for digging tunnels came from the tunnel warfare I saw in my previous life.
During wartime, people use their survival wisdom to the fullest.
They dug tunnels under their stoves, under their beds, under their cabinets, and in various hidden places in their homes.
Whenever the enemy attacked, they would hide in secret tunnels to prevent the enemy from attacking them. After the enemy left, they would come out and continue their lives.
Jiang Xuan planned to temporarily dig a simple tunnel to protect himself. He believed that as long as the tunnel was dug secretly, it would be difficult for the tribesmen to find them given their knowledge.
After Chishao heard this, his eyes lit up and he said, "This is a good method. I agree."
"We agree, too."
Jiang Xuan nodded and said, "Okay, starting today, we will take turns digging the tunnel."
Jiang Xuan immediately took a bone hoe, moved a bamboo bed, and started digging.
Thanks to the increased strength and improved tools, although there were many bamboo roots underground, Jiang Xuan was still able to dig relatively quickly.
Chishao used rattan baskets to carry the soil dug by Jiang Xuan to the farmland outside.
From that day on, they would assign two people to dig tunnels every day, while the others would be responsible for hunting, fishing, and planting.
A few days later, there was a tunnel inside the bamboo house of the Teng tribe, and it was still widening and deepening.
With this tunnel, if they encounter unstoppable danger in the future, they can temporarily hide in the tunnel and save their lives.
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