Iron ore is a metal that is more suitable for making tools than copper. It has excellent hardness and toughness and is not as easy to collapse as copper.
When he was in the northern part of the Southern Wilderness, Jiang Xuan also looked for iron ore, but he did not find high-quality iron ore. The copper ore and tin ore reserves were quite abundant, but the iron ore was pitifully small, and it contained iron. Very low quantity.
For example, the most common iron bacteria can be found near streams, rivers, lakes and other water bodies. However, the iron content of this thing is extremely low. If you collect a lot of it laboriously, you may not be able to make it with a knife.
High-quality iron ore, such as the one in Jiang Xuan's hand, has an iron content of over 70%. It is a natural iron mass that can be directly used for smelting and forging steel tools.
In this primitive era with extremely simple conditions, only high-quality iron ore with high iron content could produce good iron using simple smelting conditions.
Those low-quality iron ores with very low iron content cannot be smelted out of good iron even with all the effort. It is more likely that you will get some iron slag that needs to be processed repeatedly.
Because of this, Jiang Xuan was so excited when he obtained this piece of iron ore through a transaction.
In his opinion, this is not a fist-sized piece of iron ore, but a mine rich in high-quality iron ore!
"Bamboo Rat Tribe!"
Jiang Xuan looked at the direction in which the middle-aged warrior from the Bamboo Rat Tribe was leaving and stood there for a long time.
No matter what means are used, the mountains that produce high-quality iron ore must be in the hands of the Vine Tribe!
If the Bamboo Rat Tribe is smart enough, Jiang Xuan would not mind obtaining high-quality iron ore from the Bamboo Rat Tribe through trading to achieve a win-win situation.
If the bamboo rat tribe is not smart enough or too greedy, then Jiang Xuan will have no choice but to find a way to replace them!
"Chief Xuan, long time no see!"
Just when Jiang Xuan was thinking, a familiar figure appeared.
"Leader Karasuba."
A smile appeared on Jiang Xuan's face. This Black Feather leader was a real old acquaintance. He thought that when he brought the Black Tooth Tribe's trading team to the Vine Tribe to do business, he brought a lot of excellent seeds to the Vine Tribe. Jiang Xuan gained a lot of knowledge.
For example, the red crystal rice currently grown on a large scale by the Vine Tribe was brought there by Karasuba, and it has now become one of the staple foods of the Vine Tribe.
"You have really become a seven-color warrior!"
When Wu Yu walked up to Jiang Xuan, looking at the seven-color warrior pattern on his face and feeling the powerful momentum he naturally exuded, his expression suddenly became extremely wonderful.
The last time I saw Jiang Xuan, he was still a five-color warrior. In just two years, he actually broke through twice more. This kind of strength growth rate is like a monster.
In fact, Karasuba's strength is not bad. He has become a five-color warrior. He is also in charge of the Black Tooth Tribe's trading area and trading team, two weapons that make money, and he is prosperous.
But as the saying goes, people will die when comparing with others, and goods will be thrown away when comparing goods. Compared with Jiang Xuan, Wu Yu suddenly felt like a waste.
"Haha, it's a fluke, it's just a fluke."
Although Jiang Xuan enjoyed Karasuba's shocked performance, he still had to be modest.
Wu Yu said with a complex expression: "I don't think it's a fluke. Leader Xuan's Vine Tribe is growing at a rate that makes all the tribes in the Southern Wilderness feel scared."
"It's not that exaggerated, is it?"
"It's no exaggeration at all. In just a few years, your Vine Tribe has expanded from a small tribe of dozens of people to a large tribe at an incredible speed. It has even built many giant wooden houses that can float on the water. , sold all the goods to the central part of the country, which I had never heard of before, let alone seen it."
Jiang Xuan thought about it carefully and realized that the "giant wooden house" Karasuba mentioned was a wooden boat built by the Teng tribe.
At the same time, he was keenly aware that because the Vine Tribe was developing too fast, the large tribes in the central part of the country were already feeling threatened. The Black Tooth Tribe was even more wary of the Vine Tribe, fearing that the trading market they had spent hundreds of years building with hard work would be destroyed. The Vine Tribe seizes.
Even if the Vine Tribe has not yet entered the central part of the Southern Wilderness, once they truly enter the central hinterland, the major tribes in the central part will definitely feel a strong threat, and may even join forces to besiege the Vine Tribe.
Of course, Jiang Xuan would not be frightened by this.
Relying on perfect food supply channels and prosperous handicraft industry, as long as the Vine tribe continues to develop, sooner or later it will become a real behemoth, and no tribe can stop its progress.
The two of them had their own thoughts, chatting while walking around the trading area, talking to each other, just to learn more about the other party's tribe.
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Eastern Wasteland, Eagle Tribe.
"Rumble..."
The terrifying Great Rift Valley spread from the Western Wilderness Sea to the Eastern Wilderness, almost splitting the entire primitive continent into two halves. The speed was unbelievable.
"boom!"
In the direction of the Great Rift Valley, a towering mountain seemed to have been struck by an axe, cracking from the middle and collapsing, with vegetation and rocks rolling down continuously.
"Eagle Mountain is gone."
In the distant sky, a group of tribesmen riding giant eagles cried out in pain as they watched the mountain collapse.
They are members of the Eagle Tribe. That mountain was once their sacred mountain, and it has nurtured countless ferocious giant eagles and powerful warriors.
Unfortunately, this mountain is right in front of the direction of the Great Rift Valley. Earthquakes began to occur from time to time a few years ago, and now it has collapsed.
The collapsed mountain took away the past glory and memory of the Eagle Tribe, which was completely unacceptable to the people of the Eagle Tribe.
At this moment, an old voice sounded in the sky.
"Why are you crying? Only the Eagle Tribe is still there. As long as the giant eagle is still there, wherever our people migrate, there will be a new Eagle Mountain."
That voice seemed to have magic power, making the warriors of the Eagle Tribe slowly stop sobbing.
They looked in the direction where the sound came from and saw only a huge black eagle and the old figure on the eagle's back.
Although the figure was not tall, even with white hair and a thin figure, it made everyone who saw him feel very at ease.
He is the old witch who once rode away on a giant eagle and came back in time when the tribe was in danger to help the tribe evacuate Eagle Mountain and tide over the difficulties.
Although he is the previous witch, he is still a very important spiritual pillar in the hearts of all the people of the Eagle Tribe, even more important than the current witch.
As long as the Eagle God and the old witch are there, even if there is a tribal migration or a major event such as the collapse of Eagle Mountain, the people of the Eagle Tribe will not be easily destroyed.
Eagle Mountain continues to collapse, and the Great Rift Valley continues to advance with an unstoppable momentum.
In the sky, the giant eagles circled around the former Eagle Mountain several times, wailing in waves. The warriors of the Eagle Tribe kept wiping their eyes, but no one cried anymore.
As people get older, they actually miss the past very much. The collapse of Eagle Mountain was also a big blow to the old witch.
But for the sake of the tribe, he had to appear very calm, even calm.
He lowered his head slightly and looked at the warm and exquisite animal skin boots on his feet. His thoughts gradually drifted to the Vine Tribe, the days he spent in the Vine Tribe, and his unfinished "Hundred Sketches of the Wilderness".
Only at this time did he feel that the pain in his heart was slightly relieved.
"I don't know how those little guys are doing now."
Thinking of Jiang Xuan and others, a subtle smile appeared on the old witch's lips.
He thought that after the Eagle Tribe resolved this crisis and settled down again, he would hand over all affairs to the current shaman of the Eagle Tribe, and ride the giant eagle to fly to the Vine Tribe to have a look.
When Eagle Mountain completely collapsed, the old witch rode the giant eagle and led the people of the Eagle Tribe to continue migrating to a safer place.
