January 6th, the third year since the establishment of the Vine Tribe.
When Jiang Xuan and the old witch returned to the Vine Tribe, six days had passed since the ice and snow began to melt.
The ice and snow have almost completely melted, and only some ice remains in parts of the forest that are damp all year round and do not get sunlight.
"Bah!"
The giant eagle flew over the Vine Tribe and let out a loud eagle call. When it returned to the Vine Tribe, it was obviously in a very excited mood.
"The leader is back!"
On the ground, the sharp-eyed warriors of the Vine Tribe shouted excitedly after seeing Jiang Xuan on the back of the giant eagle.
Then, more people ran out of the bamboo house and cheered.
Jiang Xuan and Lao Wu had been away for a month, and many people were worried about what might happen to them.
Now, Jiang Xuan and Old Witch have returned safely, and everyone is relieved.
"Xuan and the old witch are back."
In the yard next to the altar, Chi Shao threw the herbs in his hand and ran out with a face full of joy.
"Hey..."
In Jiang Xuan's yard, Tangyuan, which was unhappy in the bamboo shed, screamed in surprise, and then ran into the yard. It suddenly kicked off its legs, flapped its wings rapidly, and actually flew straight away.
The glutinous rice balls flew into the sky, and at a glance they saw the landing giant eagle, as well as the old witch and Jiang Xuan on the giant eagle's back.
"Hey!"
Tangyuan screamed again, and then quickly flew towards the clearing where the giant eagle landed.
Under the sun, the purple feathers of glutinous rice balls sparkle, very beautiful.
When the giant eagle landed, the glutinous rice balls landed almost at the same time. It ran over excitedly and stood next to the giant eagle.
"Tangyuan, you can fly!"
On the back of the giant eagle, Jiang Xuan was surprised to find that the glutinous rice balls were larger than before, and their flight was much smoother than before.
"Hey!"
Tang Yuan raised her head proudly, her eyes filled with pride.
"I'll unload the things first."
Jiang Xuan took off the animal skin bag on the eagle's back and carried it into the old witch's bamboo house.
Not long after, Chi Shao 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 words and just works silently.
Soon, leaders such as Uncaria, Stone Loach, Nan Xing, and Nepeta came. With everyone's help, the fire pit in the old witch's bamboo house soon started burning brightly again.
After everything was done, everyone gathered around the fire pit and listened to Jiang Xuan tell what he had experienced and gained during this trip.
Jiang Xuan briefly explained what they had encountered along the way, and everyone listened attentively.
Scenes such as water shortages, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, deserts, and the Great Rift Valley are hard to imagine for those who have not seen them with their 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 Wilderness is more serious than we thought. We must be ready to fight the tribes migrating from the Western Wilderness at any time."
Migrating tribes, in order to snatch good living areas, often compete with the indigenous people for territory, and bloody battles are inevitable.
The Vine Tribe is now the aboriginal 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 very big challenge for the Vine tribe with a population of less than 300.
Jie Jie said: "Chief, tell me, what should we do?"
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 said all the methods he thought of.
"First, strengthen the defense on the back side of the stone mountain. The escort team will send two soldiers to keep an eye on the situation there. If they find people from other tribes approaching, they will report it 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 that we cannot resist, the other side of the Feiyu River will be our retreat."
"Third, hold a sacrifice to turn those people brought back from the Mosquito Tribe last year into warriors so that they can truly join the Vine Tribe."
"Fourth, we should place a large number of traps around the tribe and dig more tunnels at the same time. When we encounter enemies that we cannot defeat, we can enter the tunnels and use the favorable terrain to fight them."
"Fifth, continue to reclaim wasteland, plant more food, recruit more tourists, and manufacture more weapons..."
Jiang Xuan told what the Vine Tribe would do in the future one by one, and tried his best to deal with future crises.
Everyone took Jiang Xuan's words to heart. Their thoughts were relatively simple. They just listened to the leader anyway.
Later, Jiang Xuan assigned specific tasks.
The first hunting team and the escort team went to build the defense on the west, while the second hunting team and the fishing team were responsible for making more bamboo rafts and building houses on the other side of the Feiyu River.
The planting team and breeding team continued to work hard to plant and breed to provide food for the tribe, and Mallow and others were responsible for digging tunnels.
After receiving the mission, the leaders dispersed and each led his own team to work.
Soon, only Jiang Xuan, Chi Shao and Lao Wu were left in the room.
The old witch saw Jiang Xuan's performance in his eyes. Although Jiang Xuan looked young, he was thoughtful and methodical, which he particularly appreciated.
The old witch said: "During this period, I will stay in the Vine Tribe temporarily. If you need any help, just ask."
Jiang Xuan said gratefully: "Old Witch, you being here is the greatest help to the Vine Tribe."
Although the old witch has never made a move, there is no doubt about his strength. Even Jiang Xuan, a four-color warrior, has an unfathomable feeling when facing him.
Coupled with the ferocious giant eagle, this is definitely a powerful force.
As long as the old witch stays in the Vine tribe, he will have a strong deterrent effect.
The three of them talked for a while about the issues in the Western Wilderness. Then, Chi Shao asked the old witch for advice on witch doctor skills. Jiang Xuan was confused by what he heard, so he left the bamboo house.
"Hey!"
When Jiang Xuan walked outside, Tangyuan immediately ran over and rubbed his head affectionately to express his happiness.
Then, Tangyuan squatted down and motioned for him to sit on her back.
"Tangyuan, do you want to take me flying?"
Tangyuan nodded, as if a child had learned a new skill and couldn't wait to show it off.
"Okay, then I'll go up."
Jiang Xuan climbed on Tang Yuan's back, and Tang Yuan stood up again.
After a winter of feeding, Tang Yuan is much larger than before, with a wingspan of nearly eight meters and standing much taller than Jiang Xuan.
Everyone was surprised by Tangyuan's growth speed. No one knew how big it would be when it reached adulthood.
"Hey!"
Tangyuan screamed excitedly, then kicked off his legs, flapped his big purple wings, and flew up with Jiang Xuan.
It circled several times over the Vine Tribe, barking non-stop and making a very loud noise.
Jiang Xuan sat on the back of Tangyuan, listening to the whistling wind in his ears, looking at the scenery passing by under his feet, feeling very emotional.
Who would have thought that a baby bird picked up in the forest could fly into the sky with him after just feeding it for less than a year.
On the ground, many soldiers were looking up, envious that the leader could fly in the sky on a bird.
In the forest on the back of the stone mountain, Nan Xing, who was setting up a trap, looked up for a while, and then took out a bone whistle in his arms.
Nan Xing rubbed the bone whistle and said, "I hope one day I can also own a mount!"
He has blown this bone whistle countless times, and the surface has been rubbed oily and slippery. He can now use the bone whistle to make several lifelike sounds.
He hoped that one day, this bone whistle would be put to great use.
…
Southern Wasteland, Crow Tribe.
During the cold winter, more than two hundred members of the Crow tribe starved to death and froze to death due to insufficient food reserves.
Although this small number of people is not a big deal for the Crow Tribe, it ultimately has a negative impact on the entire tribe.
Therefore, after the ice and snow melted, the Crow tribe couldn't wait to migrate to other places.
They frantically search for all kinds of food and plunder all resources regardless of the consequences in preparation for migration.
After they prepare enough food, this tribe of more than 3,000 people will begin to migrate.
By then, these crows will surely cause a bloody storm.
