Ancient wasteland

This year's cold season really came earlier than last year. This time they went to the Great River Tribe, and the time they spent on the road was much less than before.

But two days after they returned to the tribe, the wind with a little bit of chill blew over, quite menacing.

People in the Dashan tribe all lit tung oil lamps, gathered in twos and threes, and started making various quilts and cotton-padded clothes overnight.

In the first two days of the cold season, the temperature hadn't dropped to the point where it was impossible to go out, so Jing Zhu took time out to check the preparations in the tribe.

The wind blowing in front of him cut his face a bit. He pulled up the collar of the sweater he was wearing and looked at the bleating beasts raised in the enclosure.

Because of the sudden drop in temperature, the livestock are a little listless, and they seem to have no energy, and the grass is feeding them green fodder.

He poked at the enclosure where the bleating animals were kept, and said with a sad face, "During the cold season last year, we didn't have enough green fodder.

Coupled with the fact that the weather is too cold, they will gradually become unwilling to eat, and lie lazily in the pen all day long, not knowing that they are frozen to death.

The old priest asked us to slaughter and eat them. There were very few bleating beasts and red-eyed beasts that survived. These were caught again this year. "

After speaking, he sighed like a little adult, a little worried, "I don't know if there will be a few more survived in this batch."

Jing Que stretched out his sleeves, and felt the coolness as soon as he was exposed to the air, looking at the limp bleating beast in the circle.

He shook his head lightly, "The temperature here is too low, the baa-baa beasts cannot survive the cold season, and they still won't survive a few."

The pens used by their tribe to raise livestock were built on the ground, made of blue bricks and stones combined with wood.

It is sturdy, but it is quite strong, and there are no insulation measures inside. Where the tribal residents live, they rely on fireplaces for heating.

It is the only one in the tribe that can transmit heat through the fire gas of the flue, like the kind of floor heating burned in Jing Que's room.

The cold season is long and cold, everyone is saving carbon, fearing that one day the prepared carbon will be burned out and there will be nothing for heating

So even if enough firewood and coal are prepared before the cold season, I have some confidence in my heart, and I feel that I will be able to survive the cold season safely.

But no one wants to heat livestock.

One is that they are afraid of accidents during the long cold season and dare not waste firewood, but they will not cut their fur before the cold season.

When they have thick enough fur, they are huddled in the pen to keep warm, and they can live as long as possible in the cold season.

The second reason is that when the cold season transitions to the middle and late stages, there will be silver and white snow everywhere outside the tribe, and no animals or plants can be seen.

The tribe has eaten bacon for several months, and they have long been very tired of eating it. They have the opportunity to slaughter bleating beasts and red-eyed beasts for food.

It is equivalent to changing the taste, eating fresh meat in the cold season, and some can't wait to slaughter livestock to eat.

... The reason why they didn't eat the moo beasts is because they are indeed full of vitality, and they won't be sluggish.

Thinking of relying on them to pull the cart and not lacking in food, I didn't attack them!

Sure enough, when Cao Cao heard what Jing Que said, she was just a little sad for a while, and just stared at the bleating beast in the circle with bright eyes.

"Then I will raise them well, and after the cold season has passed for three months, I will slaughter them and use them to make soup.

The bones of these bleating beasts are delicious when used to make soup, and some white radish slices are put in it, which not only tastes delicious.

After drinking the whole body is lazy, very warm, and the body has become energetic. It is best to drink a bowl before shoveling snow! "

Jing Que smiled, last year the tribe drank mutton soup in the cold season.

However, because the number of bleating beasts domesticated last year was small, they stopped eating very early, and he and Ye Nahui were still in the Blackwater Tribe.

I can't catch up with the mutton soup in the tribe. This year, the people in the tribe are familiar with the domestication of livestock.

After enjoying the benefits of drinking soup in winter, coupled with the abundant harvest of alfalfa pastures, the scale of livestock breeding gradually expanded.

Now there are more than 300 baa-baa beasts in the pen, and there are more than 500 red-eyed beasts, all of which are food reserves.

When they are raised until they stop eating and cannot continue to grow, they will be gradually slaughtered and used as fresh meat.

Sooner or later, they would all be slaughtered, so Jing Que didn't think about ways to increase the temperature in the circle. After watching the food reserves, he followed the grass.

Cao rubbed his red fingers and looked at him excitedly, "Sacrifice, will you and the patriarch go to the super tribe in the cold season?

I really want to go with you, I don't know when I will wake up, it may be many years. "

Jing Que was idle that day, and tested the beast-like potential of the children in the tribe who were under the age of participating in the awakening ceremony. Both grass and water have talents.

Among them, the grass is a bird that may only be a goshawk or a falcon, and the specifics are not clear, but it is a bird of prey based on its momentum.

He has a vigorous body and smooth lines. Just by looking at his body shape, he knows that he can experience long-distance flights.

Cao is very satisfied with her future animal form, and clamors all day to wake up as a warrior as soon as possible so that she can go out with Jing Que and the others.

Go to the super tribe to play, but also go outside to gain knowledge.

Jing Que encouraged his curiosity. It was too early for Licao to participate in the awakening ceremony, and their tribe must have been very powerful by then.

Besides, these were children taught by their tribe. Jing Que taught various cultural classes by himself, and the soldiers were responsible for teaching them to fight.

The cold season is the best time to train these little ones. The various experiences explored in the tribe will be passed on to the children.

When Ye is free, he will fight with Feng and them, teaching fighting skills while fighting... even teaching with the warriors in the tribe.

It has to be said that in terms of cultivation, Ye has always been blessed.

Not only around their tribe, but even in the super tribe, I am afraid there will be no second one.

The talent called bloodline suppression was something that even Huyue was surprised by. Although Jing Que didn't understand wild cultivation and talent.

But from what Huyue said, that kind of talent should come from the beast-shaped silver lion. It sounds like the silver lion is a super powerful race.

A race that is enough to scare ordinary animals and beast warriors, in fact, some traces of this wild talent have long been revealed.

When the moo beasts were domesticated in their tribe, they used violent domestication to suppress and intimidate them, relying on wild beast-like force to suppress them.

Those irritable moo beasts dare not speak out in front of the silver lion, they are as cute as kittens.

However, they didn't pay much attention to this at the time. Now that the strength of the wild is gradually increasing, and they can suppress the orcs, they are taken seriously.

Jing Qu curled the corner of his mouth, and felt a soft heart when he thought of Ye.

Ye Ye is like a mountain with hidden treasures, which unfolds in front of him bit by bit, and may bring him full of surprises at any time.

As soon as he walked out, a gust of cold wind blew by, drawing Jing Zhu's attention back, and nodded, "Yes, I will go out and have a look.

But we will not leave for the time being. There will be some movement around the tribe in this cold season, so we have to stay in the tribe to deal with it.

What's the matter, Cao, do you have something you want, do you need us to bring it back from Heishui City? "

The seafood they brought back from Heishui City last year kept enough for themselves, and the rest were distributed among the tribe.

Seafood tastes very delicious, but it has a somewhat fishy smell. Some people in the tribe like it, and some people don't like it.

The old priest likes to eat shredded kelp. After soaking hair, cut it into shreds and mix it with cold salad. Add some chili oil and salt in it. It tastes very delicious.

This time when they went to the Blackwater Tribe, Jing Que planned to bring back more kelp, and when Cao asked him about it, he just asked by the way!

The bleating beasts and red-eyed beasts raised in their tribe are basically fed, cleaned and sheared by Cao and Shui.

Hundreds of red-eyed beasts and bleating beasts, the project volume is very huge, the two of them are busy running around all day, and their running speed has been practiced!

In addition, the two little guys have developed early and have already started to draw sticks. They look like two thin bamboo poles.

I was thinking of finding some small gifts for them. When children are sensible and do the right thing, they need encouragement!

Cao looked disgusted, wrinkled her nose, "I don't want anything, it was Shui who saw the clothes Huyue was wearing and thought they looked good.

I'm too embarrassed to tell you that I want it, but I whisper it in my ear every day, I just want to wake up early and go to the super tribe.

Bring some back for her, and let her wear nice dresses. Her animal shape is so small, I don't know how far she can run. "

The animal form of water is a civet cat.

Most felines are explosive, and few are good at long-distance running, let alone they tribe to Heishui City.

With such a long distance, there should be no way to go back and forth in a short time.

Jing Que smiled. The children in their tribe have a significantly increased chance of developing beast-like talent. This time is very gratifying.

Gently rubbing Cao's head, "Tell Shui that I went to the Blackwater Tribe this time and brought her that kind of silk cloth back."

Cao tugged at his sleeve, "Okay, I'll let her weave a scarf for you to wear, she can knit a scarf!"

After a few short days of low temperature, snow began to fall in the tribe, and it fell like goose feathers, accumulating a thick layer on the ground.

The temperature dropped sharply, and soon fell below zero. Jing Que was hiding in the house wrapped in a sweater, stirring his wine-making clay pot.

The wine in the vat has almost finished fermenting, exuding a sweet wine aroma, Jing Que brought over a glass filled with water.

Pour it out and taste it, the taste of the wine is not weak, and the sweetness is also suitable. For the first time, the wine brewed in this tank is quite successful.

Using a boil-dried rag as an insulator, filter out the skins and flocs floating on the surface, and bottle the wine.

When filling the last bottle, Ye opened the door and came in, his shoulders were covered with snowflakes, Jing Que hurriedly put down the bottle and walked over.

Help him take a picture of the falling snow on his body, just happened to have some wine left unfilled, pour it out and give it to Ye to drink, "This is my first time making this.

Try drinking some and see if you like it. If you like it, I will keep some more for next year, but the concentration is a little low. "

After all, it is fruit wine with a relatively light taste.

Warriors like Ye should like things with a higher degree, such as Erguotou and Burning Knife, but there are no such things for the time being.

The wine is better than nothing, Ye picked up the bowl and drank it directly, a little unaccustomed to the taste of wine, slightly frowned, "Sweet."

Jing Qu nodded with a smile, "Yes, I added sugar, is it good?"

Ye Ye hesitated for a while, "It's a strange smell, I don't hate it."

Jing Que, "It's fine if you don't hate it, you'll like it when you drink a lot, drinking some wine is good for your health.

Then I will continue to brew next year. Anyway, the grapes in our yard will not become sweet next year, and they are useless except for wine making. "

Ye Ziran agreed, "Yeah."

Jing Que kept the wine bottle and talked to him, "What have you been up to these two days?"

Ye Ye hugged him on his lap and sat down, pinched his knuckle fingers, "Checked all the bows and crossbows installed around the tribe.

When Feng led people to patrol, he found traces of strange activities around our tribe, and reminded me to pay more attention, so I went to see it. "

Jing Que looked shocked and worried, "Where are they from? They were sent by the Dahe Tribe. How many people are here?"

Ye patted his hand lightly, "Don't worry, they are not from the Great River Tribe, but a small tribe that migrated from the Northland.

The situation in this year's cold season is more serious than before. The farther north you go, the earlier the cold season will come and the longer it will last.

They can only migrate as a whole, and go to warm places. The destination itself is not our tribe, but the casualties are serious.

Forced to stop, I was looking for a suitable place to live in the vicinity, and I was looking around for news. "

Jing Zhu nodded, "It seems that this cold season has a great influence on the places going north.

How many of them are left, have you contacted them? "

"There are 27 of them." Ye held his fingers, with a slightly cold expression, "Most of them are fighters, and the others are also very strong.

Now they still have food in their hands and have no intention of contacting us. When they run out of food, they will take the initiative to contact us. "

This point is full of confidence. After all, the tribes around them are too busy to take care of themselves in the cold season.

The food stored is not enough for their own tribe, so how can they take in people from other tribes, only their tribe has surplus food.

So sooner or later, this group of people will fall into their tribe. They occupy the most favorable position now, so there is no need to worry.

Just let those people hang out, and wait until they can't live anymore and beg to come to them.

There is no need to discuss any conditions, so why do you want to do it!

Jing Yu nodded, "Okay."

The result was as wildly expected, in a world of ice and snow with a temperature of more than ten degrees below zero, there was no food to be found, and no shelter from the wind and snow.

The group of people couldn't hold on any longer, and contacted them for help. Ye took them all into the tribe without any effort at all.

This was the first group to join their tribe. Behind these people, people came to their tribe from the north.

Some are small tribes, ranging from dozens to 100 people, some walk in groups of twos and threes, and some warriors come alone.

Those who can go to their tribe are basically warriors, and there are some strong men and women, and few of them are not strong enough.

The old man and the child didn't see any of them. They probably couldn't get to this side and fell into the thick snow in the north.

Jing Que sighed, for the cruelty of nature to them, and for those who fell in the snow without knowing their names or numbers.

But he soon cheered up and didn't care about the pain.

With the joining of these people, in just two months, their tribe grew by thousands of people, and the number doubled in an instant!