Chronicles of Primordial Wars

After Zheng Luo brought people back to the tribe quickly, he called the important people of the tribe to hold a meeting, listened to everyone's suggestions, and started to mobilize by the way. Do whatever you can do, arrows, weapons, herbs, food , grass ropes, animal skin bags, clothing, etc., all need to be specially prepared. The equipment originally reserved for Maodong is not suitable for jungle battles.

"By the way, the weapons you brought back should be divided." Shao Xuan said.

The rest of the people present were originally pondering, thinking about assigning tasks to their subordinates after going back, and when they heard Shao Xuan's words, they all raised their heads and looked over here with blazing eyes.

Because these were brought back by Shao Xuan, he had greater decision-making power. On the way back after going out for talks, Shao Xuan also told Zheng Luo about the distribution of those weapons.

"It's still the same, distributed according to merit." Shao Xuan said.

The vast majority of those who have made a lot of credit also have more powerful strength. This cannot be refuted. If you distribute those weapons of better quality to them, everyone will feel at ease. If you distribute them to a person who does not have much ability, it may be easy to be attacked. grab.

It goes without saying that the leader Zheng Luo and the hunting team leader Dokang used what Gong Jiaheng left behind last time. The rest, and what Shao Xuan brought back this time, add up to only a dozen or so. Good things are limited and cannot be distributed to everyone. They can only rely on their own strengths.

Fortunately, when Gongjiaheng came last time, the warriors of the tribe were ⊕-, .. secretly competing. These Zheng Luo were all seen in the eyes, and the usual hunting, going out to trade, guarding mines, etc., were also recorded. , I have a good idea of ​​who the only weapons are now distributed to, and there is already a list in my mind.

After listening to Shao Xuan, Zheng Luo listed the list in his heart. Let everyone here be a witness, he is not showing favoritism.

The people mentioned by Zheng Luo are indeed capable and meritorious. The younger generation are like Wu Zhan, Tao Zheng, Xiao and others, and the older ones are like Zheng Luo's younger brother Zheng Cheng, although they are a bit reckless . But it is undeniable that his strength is indeed very strong. He wanted to compete with Zhengluo for the leader back then, but unfortunately his temper was not good and he failed to succeed.

Frankly speaking, the distribution of the tribe is indeed fair, and Wu is also watching at important events, even if Duokang wants to fight for his son Duoli, it is useless. Compared with others, Dori is indeed inferior.

Therefore, Duokang can only think in his heart that he will train for a long time in the future.

Distributed weapons, and what to say, this is not the first fight. Others were confident, and left Zheng Luo's house in a hurry. They were assigned tasks.

Shao Xuan went to Vacha, the captain of the mine guarding team.

Now that Wacha can get out of bed, he walks up and down the mountain every day. When Shao Xuan went to his house, he only saw Susha who was wielding a big axe and chopping firewood.

"Wacha? He went down the mountain." Susha turned the axe handle at an angle in his hand, and chopped a wooden stake standing there into pieces of approximately equal size with a few whistles, "He wants to chop wood in the morning. I drove him out to move his hands and feet. The injury has not fully healed. What kind of firewood is he chopping? I suggested that he go down the mountain to watch people feed the ducks. Is the bird called 'Duck'? Let him see how the duck eggs he eats come from. It would be great if I could raise more in the future."

He was kicked out to watch the ducks after failing to chop firewood. One could imagine the depression in Wacha's heart. Shao Xuan smiled and thanked Susha before walking towards the duck shed at the foot of the mountain.

The fact that the tribe is going to rob the salt mine is now known to most people. The atmosphere of the tribe is a little serious and tense. Several households passing by Shao Xuan are all preparing for the war, sewing animal skins and animal skin bags. , Some people have to come by themselves, and some people who do not have the power of awakening totem, with their strength, even with bone needles, they can't penetrate the skin of those thick-skinned beasts at all, they can only sew ordinary animal skin bags, rubbing Twist the grass rope and wait.

Shao Xuan found Wacha at the duck shed, and Wacha was talking to the person who took care of the duck shed.

When the person taking care of the duck shed saw Shao Xuan, he hurried over and reported the situation of the duck shed in the past few days. It was basically the same as the previous one, except that the ducks who were willing to stay in the tribe were less active during the day and were often in the duck shed. Staying there, the green duck is still in the old condition. It stays in its duck shed for most of the day to hatch its eggs. Those eggs are particularly resistant to hatching, and there is no movement for so long.

"Oh, that's right!" The person taking care of the duck shed patted his forehead and almost forgot the most important thing, "Elder, you said that if you see ducks laying eggs now, you will drive them to a duck shed alone. I really found out, there's more than one!"

The person taking care of the duck shed told Shao Xuan that the eggs Baiguo found that day was really not an accident. Later, the patrol team also found them elsewhere. Although only three were found, it was a good thing.

"Those ducks laid eggs, but they didn't hatch any more. The patrol team picked up the eggs and brought the ducks together. Well, the two necks dyed with grass juice are the ones who have laid eggs recently. But the eggs found by the patrolling are not the right number."

"It doesn't matter, it's good to separate them when you see them later. If you take good care of them, maybe they can continue to lay eggs in winter. However, the raw eggs may not have the effect of the previous eggs."

"That's it." The person who took care of the duck shed was a little disappointed, but it was better to have eggs than no eggs. "When the ducklings grow up and continue to lay eggs, that's fine, right?"

"That's right."

"Hey!" The man who took care of the duck shed rubbed his hands together, enthusiastic again.

Seeing that Shao Xuan had something to do with Vacha, the person taking care of the duck shed left to check the situation of other duck sheds. Shao Xuan and Vacha found two wooden stakes nearby and sat down. Shao Xuan said his purpose for coming here.

"Salt mine?" Vacha thought that Shao Xuan didn't seem to have been to the salt mine, and he knew it from the origin of the salt mine and several battles.

Shao Xuan didn't know much about the salt mines here. He used to be in the tribe because there were salt ponds around. At the earliest, the Yanjiao tribe was almost in an isolated environment. Of course, no one went to snatch it. When they arrived at the old place, the tribe also found a salt lake. Although it was a little far away, there was no one to snatch it from the Yanjiao tribe. After all, except for the Yanjiao tribe, no one wanted to live in the beast forest.

And here, Shao Xuan experienced the battle about the salt mine for the first time.

Most of the salt in the tribe was processed. When Shao Xuan got it, he had already ground it and put it in a small clay pot. Because of Shao Xuan's special status in the tribe, he didn't need to worry about the salt at all.

But now, since the cooperation plan of the three tribes has been finalized, it is certain that there will be a battle soon. Before that, Shao Xuan wants to know more about the salt here.

I have been coming and going all the time, and it takes a long time every time I leave, I haven't been able to understand much about the things here, and I haven't had time to ask questions after returning from Wangcheng. Listening to what Wata said, I felt that the battle for salt mines and salt ponds was all salty. The salty was salt, and the fishy was blood. (To be continued...)