From Chief to Ball

This should be the westernmost end of the migration of the tribe in the southeast. He thought that the west was temporarily blank, but now it seems that is not the case.

Chen Jian thought about it over and over for a long time. Before dawn, someone ran over and told him that Hua's brother had woken up.

Hurrying over there, there was already a group of people around. Hua's younger brother looked at Chen Jian and the others in horror, until he saw the familiar bun clearly, and then he became less panicked.

After calming down, he told what happened to him.

That day, Hua and others went here to exchange things. After the people in the clan came back from hunting, everything was as usual, and he went outside with a stomachache.As a result, he saw a group of people with loose hair, holding stone axes, shouting words he could not understand, rushing into the cave.He was so frightened that he hid in the grass and didn't dare to make a sound until those people arrested many clansmen and left.

After telling all this, Hua also woke up, and wanted to say something, Chen Jian waved his hands and said, "I'll ask, you can tell."

This kind of questioning after being confused and overly panicked must not let them speak on their own initiative.

"They wear their hair?"

"Correct."

"Do they use stone axes? Are they punched or tied?"

"Bound."

"Do you have a bow and arrow?"

"Yes, but no feathers."

"Wearing animal skins? Does this have animal skins?" He pointed to his chest, and Hua's younger brother shook his head.

Hua recalled the feathered arrow. Chen Jian took an arrow from a tribe, pointed to the string groove carved on the tail of the arrow and asked, "Do you have this?"

Hua shook her head and said, "I don't remember, I just remember that there were no feathers."

There is no problem without feathers. When used at close range, arrows without feathers can be used, and the speed is faster. If they are farther away, they will roll because of the lack of feathers.

He asked this question because he wanted to know where the tribe came from.Is the nearby one influenced by your own tribe?Or moved from outside?

Thinking of this, he took a bow, went to Hua's younger brother and asked, "Were you close at that time?"

"Nearly, I hid in the grass and watched them snatch my mother and sister away."

Chen Jian drew the bow with his index finger, ring finger and middle finger, and asked, "Is that how you pulled it?"

"No."

He hooked the string with his thumb and asked, "Is that so?"

"Not at all."

Finally pinching the arrow tail with his thumb and forefinger, Hua's younger brother immediately nodded and said, "That's how it was drawn! We drew the bow like the moon on the day my brother left, and they drew the bow like the moon these days."

Chen Jian put down his bow and confirmed that a new tribe that was not within the sphere of influence of his own tribe was to the west.

When I teach other tribes to draw bows, I always teach them to carve string grooves.Whether it is the index finger, the ring finger, or the thumb to draw the string, the nearby tribes all use it, but he is the only one who has not taught the thumb and index finger to pinch the arrow.

The distance of this kind of bow is very close, so it looks like a crooked moon instead of a round moon.

Any primitive person can use bows and arrows, and they follow the path of primitive release. If they are influenced by themselves, it is impossible to use these primitive methods without using mature methods.

Therefore, this tribe developed bows and arrows independently.

The key point is to catch people instead of killing everyone, which is also a problem.

The use of slaves is not necessarily slavery. As long as one day's work can be guaranteed to create enough life for two days, even if it is enough for one and a half days, exploiting slaves is theoretically profitable.

Primitive prisoners of war may be killed as human beings, or they may be forced to do things that their own people are unwilling to do. There is no need to consider their lifespan. They use when food is abundant and kill when there is no food. It is cruel, but also It's normal.

Civilizations are diverse and non-linear.No one is the God of Haotian, so naturally he cannot see the perspective of the development of other civilizations.

In the eyes of the tribe, the bank of the grass river is the whole world.He judges others by himself, thinking that everything is harmonious, but in fact it is not.

Those who were taken away were to be temporary slaves. What work did they do when the food was abundant in summer and autumn?Or is it just for sacrifice or some kind of primitive worship?

The power of primitive beliefs has a huge impact on some tribes, such as a certain tribe that worships a goddess, and after settling down, the weather goes well.However, the continuous drought for several years caused the tribe to smash the statue of the goddess. Before the smashing, they may have tried human sacrifice, or tried all the methods that the priests came up with, but in the end it didn't help, and their faith completely collapsed.And those who were martyred will never know why they were caught and killed.

These are all Chen Jian's guesses. It is impossible to have an answer to what happened to those people now.The geographical environment and species distribution of this world have completely changed, and there are too many unknowns and accidents.

If they were really caught as slaves, even if they were killed temporarily, then this tribe would also be a huge threat.What happened to the Song tribe was also very tragic, but Chen Jian didn't take the Meteorite tribe seriously at all.

The Meteor tribe only oppressed the surrounding tribes by force to provide tribute. The reason why they did not capture slaves was not because they were kind and could not bear to use slaves, but because they were not productive enough to afford slaves.Even if such a tribe picked up a flying saucer that fell from the sky, it would be useless. It only took one battle to bring them back to their original shape.

Being able to catch slaves proves that they have reached the point where one day's work is enough to feed them for two days, so that slaves can only have surplus value after working for one day.Otherwise, doing one thing and eating one is equal to zero, and you have to pay the cost of management and suppression, which is a loss.

Judging from the bundled stone tools and arrows, they are either primitive nomads, or slash-and-burn farming plus fishing and hunting, and they must have migrated from afar.

As for what kind of race it is, you have to see it yourself to know.Changes in geographical environment and species distribution made all his historical experience useless, because there was no history in the narrow sense.

This world has no history.

Myself, my people, and all the people on this planet finally created a story with my hands and mind.A story of fighting against the sky, fighting against the earth, and finally falling in love or killing each other, and living for the benefit.This story is the history of this world.

The days when the only enemy was the wild world will eventually become history.

Volume [-] Spring Planting and Autumn Harvest

Chapter 1 Preparation

Under the positive sun, men are digging holes.

This is the first time they have dug a hole with a dull mood.In the past, every time a hole was dug, it was either for water diversion or for clay pottery. It was all labor for life, and the sweat was sweet.

Now, it is painful to bury the corpse.

The burial place is just to the north of the existence, and it used to be burned down with a fire, but this time Hua hopes to get the help of Chen Jian's people to bury his relatives in the soil, and will drip the blood of his enemies on it in the future.

A deep and straight pit was dug, and four people were carried into the pit. Chen Jian didn't speak, just watched all this.

The four people were placed in the posture of lying on their sides, with their bodies bent into a bow, as if they had fallen asleep while lying on their sides, a sleep that would never wake up, peaceful and undisturbed; also like a newborn baby Curled up in the mother's womb, there may be a newborn.

Hua squatted on the ground. He had nothing without his clansmen, but he still had hands.

So he picked up two stones and smashed them to pieces.

They found branches and grass, bundled them into four simple stone axes, and placed them in the arms of the clansmen lying on their sides.Let the four clansmen hold this simple stone ax in their hands.

He didn't know where the clansmen would go after death, but he knew that the stone ax could ward off wild beasts, kill enemies, and smash hazelnuts and walnuts.Maybe it will be useful in that world, but what if we encounter enemies without a stone axe?

Taking a last look at the clansman, he grabbed a handful of ash and sprinkled it lightly on the clansman, weeping in a low voice, and covered it with soil.

Looking around, there are only three relatives left by my side, nothing else.For a long time, he and the three clansmen just squatted beside the mound, silent.