wild trail

Chapter 156 I Need Someone!

A day later, Wang Lang returned to the tribe. This war dealt a terrible blow to this extremely fragile tribe.

After returning to the tribe, the people who stayed behind heard about the result of the war. They were glad, but also felt extremely sad for the soldiers who died in battle. After getting along for such a long time, everyone is very familiar with it. Facing the death of their companions , everyone felt powerless, and hated the tribes attacking them in the west.

When Wang Lang returned to the tribe, he plunged into his house. This war exposed many weaknesses of the tribe. It is necessary to think about the future.

The most important thing at present is to replenish the lost population as soon as possible. Although the enemy failed this time, it is not guaranteed that they will use all their strength to attack next time. With the current situation, facing the enemy's crowd tactics, the only thing waiting for the tribe is Dead end.

Wang Lang felt an unprecedented sense of urgency.

Fanxing walked into the tribe with Wang He in his arms, looked at Wang Lang who was frowning together, and sat quietly beside Wang Lang.

"Lang, our tribe will be fine, right? Everyone in the tribe is panicking now." Fanxing asked worriedly.

Wang Lang said with a cold gaze: "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, our tribe will not perish."

"I believe in you. It is your achievement that the tribe can live today. If it is really not possible, as long as you are here, we can go to other places and live well." Fan Xing said leisurely.

Wang Lang frowned, Fan Xing's words made him a little upset, this kind of defeatist emotion, he didn't know if it was only Fan Xing like this, or most people had this idea of ​​fleeing.

"How many people in the tribe think the same as you? Did they ask you to tell me what you said?" Wang Lang asked with a frown.

"The old and the weak in the tribe are all panicking." Fanxing lowered her head, not daring to look into Wang Lang's eyes.

Wang Lang snorted coldly, and said with a sneer, "Tell them, as long as I, Wang Lang, are still here, I will never let them have any trouble. This is the territory of our tribe, and we won't go there, just here."

Seeing that Wang Lang's attitude was so tough, Fanxing knew that Wang Lang could not change his mind, sighed lightly, and said, "I see, I will tell them."

Wang Lang nodded and said, "In the future, you don't have to pay attention to them. Women only need to raise their children and plant the land well."

After hearing Wang Lang's words, Fan Xing said with some dissatisfaction: "Lang, women can also fight and kill enemies."

Wang Lang said disapprovingly, "You don't need these things. When it's your turn to fight, it will prove that all the men in the tribe are dead."

"But..."

"Okay, stop talking, that's it, you go out first, I want to think about something." Wang Lang said impatiently.

Fanxing glared at Wang Lang angrily, and left the house with Wang He in his arms.

Wang Lang rubbed his swollen temples, put the matter of Fan Xing behind him, and continued to look forward to the future.

If you want to increase the population in a short time, you can only recruit from the small tribes in the east, and escaped slaves can only be used as a backup option.

Obviously, it would not work to follow the method of recruitment last time. The progress was too slow, and the growing sense of urgency in his heart made him not mind using more drastic methods.

After thinking carefully for a while, Wang Lang called Lin Huo over.

After Lin Huo came in and sat down, he looked at Wang Lang and said, "Lang, what do you want from me?"

Wang Lang didn't talk nonsense with Lin Huo, and said directly: "In a few days, you will take Kong Yi to the east to arrest people."

"Arrest?" Lin Huo said in surprise.

Wang Lang nodded and said: "According to the last method, there are too few people who can come, and now our tribe has enough food, this time I don't care what method you use, as long as you can get people here, the more The better."

Lin Huo nodded and said: "I understand, what if they resist, can I kill them?"

"If it's not a last resort, don't kill people, just subdue them. What I want is the living, not the dead." Wang Lang said lightly.

"Okay, then I'll go get ready, and I'll be leaving in two days." Lin Huo replied.

"For those tribes that are more cooperative, treat them better, don't use force, and those that don't cooperate, just watch and deal with them yourself." Wang Lang said.

"I've made a note, is there anything else?" Lin Huo asked.

"No, talk to Kong Yi, and then get ready. This time you may have to walk for a long time. Take the remaining four deer with you. Pull two carts and bring enough food for 30 days. , I must come back in 30 days." Wang Lang instructed.

Lin Huo nodded and walked out of the room, and found Kong Yihe to discuss finding someone.

For 30 days, Wang Lang prayed secretly, hoping that this time the tribes in the west would also be injured, and he could give himself a buffer time. As long as he gave himself half a year, the strength of the tribe would definitely rise by a large margin.

It's useless to worry about the population problem, we can only wait slowly, but Wang Lang doesn't want to wait any longer for other things.

The fence on the other side of the river was almost breached. What he never expected at this time was that the rammed earth wall was still not very safe. Wang Lang now had plans to burn bricks.

If the wall surrounded by bricks is being breached, Wang Lang feels that he must have come to a fake primitive society. Safe place, looking for a transfer.

Burning bricks requires a lot of wood, and the benefits of choosing to build a tribe on the edge of a deep forest are reflected at this moment. The trees in this forest can be said to be inexhaustible for the current tribe, and there is no need to consider wasting things at all.

"This forest is a treasure trove. It's a pity that we can't go in and explore it now. It would be great if we can find hemp, at least we can make a decent dress." Wang Lang said to himself with some regret.

Temporarily deciding what to do in the next period of time, Wang Lang breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the house, looked at the sun that was gradually setting in the west, and breathed a sigh of relief, immediately feeling refreshed.

Wang Lang wanted to look around. The people of the tribe were busy with the things at hand, and the creaking, creaking, and rubbing sounds of the pottery wheels echoed rhythmically on the grassland.

The cucumbers on the other side of the vegetable field have already bloomed, and a group of attracted butterflies and bees are flying up and down around the vegetable field.

"All of this is hard-won, and those barbarians must not let it be destroyed." Wang Lang gritted his teeth and vowed secretly.

(End of this chapter)