In order to take care of these ten animals, Song Xuan also made a special room for them. Of course, this was only a makeshift, and they certainly could not be allowed to live in the house for a long time.
There is also a piece of land to the west of the tribe, which will be very good for breeding in the future. It is close to the river and the water is very convenient.
After more than ten days of hard work, the fire breaks on both sides of the farmland have been cleared. When the weather gets better later, we can just set fire to them.
There is not a lot of rain in spring, and it will rain for a while every few days. Although it is not heavy, it really affects everyone's progress.
It has been raining for three days now. Fortunately, it rained on the second day after the trees were cut down. Otherwise, Song Xuan would have been suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder if the fire break belt was left so small.
Although it was raining, Song Xuan still led his people to clear out the place where the animals lived. In fact, it was similar to building a house, only slightly lower.
Song Xuan also knew the habits of rabbits, so he separated many small nests with stones in the rabbit house. These rabbits were carefully selected, and it was not difficult to feed them. They were not picky about their food, and they could just eat any weeds.
Song Xuan left the breeding task to Shi Yan. After all, the number was not large now, so he could keep busy. He could just get some grass every three or two days and let them eat by themselves.
As for water, there was also a pot for each one. Rabbits normally don't need to drink water, but now that spring has just begun, there is no tender grass, so they can only rely on external water to supplement it.
The tribe doesn't have much experience in breeding, so everything can only be done by fumbling.
Just when everything was going in the right direction, Shi Meng and the others brought back an uninvited guest.
"God's envoy! God's envoy! The leader and the others are back!"
As soon as Song Xuan lay down, he was woken up by a burst of hurried shouting. He was sleepy in spring and tired in autumn. On this rainy day, Song Xuan still habitually took a nap at noon. Normally no one would disturb him at this time, but today was a little unusual.
Opening the door curtain, Song Xuan asked:
"What's the matter, so anxious?"
"God's envoy, the leader has captured someone. The leader asked me to call you over to discuss!"
Hearing that Shi Meng and the others were able to catch people, Song Xuan first felt that there was a black line. This hunter was really awesome and could catch people.
Before he had time to think about it, he was pulled by the stone towards the main house.
"Angel of God!"
Seeing Song Xuan coming, everyone in the hunting team shouted in unison.
The group of people were also dusty, and some people didn't even have time to take off the prey tied to their bodies. Looking at their expressions, Song Xuan felt that things didn't seem so wonderful.
Everyone stepped aside, and there was a man who was tied up lying on the ground behind them, and even his mouth was tightly blocked with animal skins.
Looking at the dirty animal skin and the bruises all over his face, one could tell that this man had been beaten a lot.
Pointing at the captive who was still cocooning, Song Xuan asked:
"This is?"
"God's envoy, this person we met on the way back..."
Shi Meng paused for a moment before continuing:
"He is from the Karasuba Tribe!"
As soon as he heard about the Black Feather Tribe, Song Xuan knew that something was going wrong. No wonder the whole group had very serious expressions.
The grudge between Wu Yu and Soaring Snake is too deep. The two have reached the point of life and death. The presence of people from the Wu Fei tribe around the tribe is not good news.
Then Song Xuan asked about the specific situation. Fortunately, this man was caught two days ago. When the hunting team happily walked towards the tribe with the prey, the sharp-eyed Shi Yu first saw a sneaky man. The haunting figure.
At first, everyone thought it was a little bear, but they had to get a little closer before they realized it was a person. Together, they circled around and caught it without being discovered.
As soon as they caught him, someone recognized him. After knowing that he was from the Wuyu tribe, everyone was not polite and beat him up crazily. Fortunately, Shi Meng stopped everyone in time and didn't beat him to death.
Then he took this man back to the tribe.
"Angel, what should we do now..."
Now even Shi Meng is a little panicked. The shadow left by the Black Feather Tribe on everyone is really too serious. Although the two sides are incompatible with each other, but if they really want to face the Black Feather Tribe directly, everyone still does not have much confidence. After all, if there was no Song Xuan fell from the sky, and the Tengshe tribe had long ceased to exist.
Now that it has reached this point, everyone is at a loss, and Song Xuan can understand it.
The two-and-a-half-day journey in this mountain forest is probably more than a hundred miles. Excluding the winding mountain roads, this is very close to the Tengshe Tribe.
After thinking for a moment, Song Xuan asked:
"Did you ask him what he was here for?"
Shi Meng stared at his little eyes and shook his head.
Emotions are just used as sandbags...
Song Xuan complained a little, then bent down and pulled out the animal skin from the man's mouth.
"Shi Meng, you ask!"
Before Shi Meng could say anything, the prisoner who had been holding back for a while became the first to express his anger:
"%...@#&*...#￥#￥%"
"@#@￥, hahahaha!"
He spoke too fast, and Song Xuan didn't understand a word of it, but he knew from his tone that it was definitely not a good word.
"The divine envoy, he said...he said that the Black Feather Tribe..."
"...The Black Feather Tribe is here to find us this time!"
Wow~
The news caused an uproar among the tribe.
The dark cloud of the Black Feather Tribe finally floated over Soaring Snake's head again.
In order to stabilize everyone as much as possible, Song Xuan quickly made arrangements:
"Don't go out during this period. The activities are only around the tribe, so don't go too far!"
"Meng, you can get more information out of this person."
"Okay, angel!"
"Everyone keep your weapons at hand, and now everyone else is going to strengthen the fence!"
There is no need to worry about the wind and rain now. The Black Feather Tribe may arrive at some time. The fence before the Tribe was built to protect against wild beasts.
It's not very strong, so it's fine for controlling beasts. If someone does it, it can be easily turned over. Even if it's broken by force, it won't take much effort.
The fence can be used as a very important line of defense. If there are too many people coming, you can only rely on this for defense.
Halfway through, Song Xuan said to Shi Shi who was following him:
"Stone, take your people and burn the projectiles quickly, and burn out more batches as quickly as possible!"
"Yes, God's Envoy!"
The pottery kiln in the tribe has not stopped since the ice and snow melted, but the things burned are all kinds of things, mainly some new gadgets developed by Shi Dongdong. In the gaps, some projectiles are also burned, just like Sewed.
Therefore, the number is not large. After half a month, there are only three or five people per person, which is just enough for daily practice. At this time, this number is not enough. As the most important long-range weapon in the tribe, the sling can be used for defense. Played a very big role.
The hunting team also unanimously praised the sling. Many ferocious beasts can now be hunted directly without even close contact, but the sling is not without its disadvantages.
The first is that the place to be used must be wide enough, otherwise it will not be able to be used. This condition is not easy to meet in the forest. The second is that once the projectile misses, it will not be so easy to find the projectile.
After all, the wild is not like a tribe. During practice, there is a large area of animal skin to block the back. There is no such good thing in the wild, especially since everyone is very strong and can easily fly dozens of meters, and has hunted several times. Come down, the pellets burned last winter have long been used up.
Fortunately, after the beginning of spring this year, Shitou and others dug a new kiln. The design of the new kiln should be more reasonable, and it should also be much larger.
With the two kilns operating at the same time, it is not a problem to fire two to three hundred pellets at a time. After all, the pellets are relatively small and can be separated into two or three layers by pottery during firing.
After receiving Song Xuan's arrangement, Shitou went to the pottery kiln without stopping and directly removed the fire from the furnace. He even took out the unfired pottery regardless of the high temperature in the furnace.
Song Xuan said that Shitou performed it very thoroughly with the fastest speed.
Fortunately, I had kneaded a batch of pottery balls before, and they are really coming in handy now. Although they are not completely dry yet, they are almost the same when used now. The quality may be slightly worse, but it will not be too much. At least it can be used to kill a few people. The stone is still very confident.
Reinforcing the fence is not easy. The fence, which is hundreds of meters long, has to be reinforced to the point where the enemy cannot easily come over. Naturally, the existing one or two rows of wood are not enough.
Therefore, we have to thicken the fence according to the situation. Fortunately, the previous one is only as tall as one person, so the height is still suitable.
At the same time, in order to prevent the other side from using fire, a thick layer of mud must be applied. However, it is still raining, so the mud can only be transported back to the tribe first.
There is no shortage of wood in the tribe. Whether it is the previous inventory or the recent ones that Song Xuan led people to cut out, it is more than enough to strengthen the fence.
Except for a few infants and young children, everyone else in the tribe joined in. This was another existential crisis after Karasuba's last expedition.
In addition to thickening the fence, Song Xuan also asked everyone to put something on it, whether it was wood or stone, which could not only serve as support, but also allow people to lean out.
In this way, whether it is a sling, a spear, or a short spear, it can be used, and the fence will become a simple city wall. Although it is far from strong as the city wall, in this primitive era, the defense power is good enough.
Although it was raining outside, it didn't seem to affect everyone's speed at all. In half a day, one-third of the fence was reinforced.
It wasn't until the sky completely darkened that everyone returned to the tribe and wiped the rain off their faces. Song Xuan quickly got into the fire. Although he was wearing several layers of animal skins and had a piece of animal skin on his head to protect him from the rain, The rain did not wet the body.
But now the weather is only partially wet and it is cold enough. I was busy nailing wood in the afternoon and I still feel nothing. Now when I stop, I feel the coldness penetrate into my body.
