Seymour Tamahe's power was undermined, the resources of women in the tribe were redistributed, and the men in the tribe did not show any sense of collective honor. They all seemed very happy and began to hunt wild animals harder.

Women in the tribe are particularly excited than men. For the first time, they feel that their status has improved and they can freely choose men rather than be designated as someone.

So they also carefully dig various wild vegetables and take good care of the children in the tribe, just like the simplest animal courtship. Whether female or male, they must show their strengths as much as possible to attract better opposite sex.

This is a natural choice, and it is the most tragic for males. They must defeat the same kind in order to obtain the opposite sex. The ethnic group continues under such a genetic condition.

The old man who Seymour Tamahe did not kill was taken care of by Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan as treasures. It was not that Seymour Tamahe did not kill him, but that he did not dare.

For those who look at the weather, it is too difficult for young people to survive. When will the food they plant be sown, when will they be harvested, and how to take care of them in daily life are all about knowledge or experience.

Kill all the old people and the tribe will be destroyed. Seymour Tamahe left behind a small number of strong elderly people who work without encountering dangers and who can't solve problems.

Just like when Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan went to Luzhou, experienced elderly people predict the weather is more accurate than satellite cloud maps. Of course, weather forecasting is actually accumulating experience, not just having equipment. There must be corresponding modules to fit in and calculation formulas.

"It's going to rain, it's very heavy, and it's at least five days. I'm talking about how boring the sky is." Zhang Xiaobao just received the information, which was provided by the elderly in the tribe, and there will be five consecutive heavy rainstorms.

Wang Juan had no doubt about this. It was raining all the time in the local area, otherwise there would be no flooding every year. It was just that it was going to be continuous for five days. How could the team cross the river? The Brahmaputra River is not a small ditch. It is a dream to swim through swimming, unless all the supplies are thrown away.

After thinking about this, Wang Juan began to worry and said, "I hate Zhang Shougui and Yang Sixu a little. They had many ships before, but they were all destroyed after attacking many cannibals. Now it is too late to log, so would we force us to run all the way to the Bay of Bengal and then cross the sea?"

"The main reason is that the locals are too poor and backward. Do you think you can't build a bridge? Use chains, or bamboo ropes, and lay boards on them. It's so convenient to travel. We can't afford to take five days. I'll ask you to ask when it will take you down. If you can free up ten hours, we'll cross the river now."

Zhang Xiaobao has a further feeling about the battle for bridges in the war. No wonder there are countless bridge bombings and guarding bridges in every major war, because building ships is not an easy and easy job, and soldiers are very fast.

The elderly in the tribe have good food and are made to wear new clothes first. They also don’t have much sense of belonging to their tribe.

When we were asked again, we discussed it together and came to a roughly accurate conclusion, which was less than six hours, at most four hours, and it would rain lightly before.

Four hours. It took more than 15,000 people across the river, including animals and other supplies, which was a terrifying task.

If it is a war, maybe they will first force some people and weapons to cross the river, and wait for the situation on the river to improve before covering the other people across the river.

Duoduo obviously didn't think that the present could pass. He didn't care about wasting time or something, as long as he and his tribe members lived a better life.

Seymour Tamahe, who was controlled, was a little gloating. He was not stupid. He couldn't guess his power and let others lose it. He also used the most despicable tricks and means that his woman was no longer owned by him.

He even hoped that a flood would drown all the Tang people, or a mudslide appeared on the camping mountain.

But it was obvious that he found that the Tang people's team was very careful in surveying the surrounding environment, and there would be no danger at all, unless it was a sudden earthquake that caused all places to collapse.

Since we cannot expect the floods and landslides to pose a threat to the Tang people, it is good to slow down their speed of progress. If we see the Tang people unhappy, we will feel comfortable.

Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan couldn't take any extra time to consider whether anyone had dirty thoughts. The two were calculating what they could do in four hours.

"It's time to test us by building ships and crossing the river. There is no sufficient preparation time for ten hours, only four hours. Who is the elite, and then it's reflected now."

Wang Juan gritted his teeth and made up his mind that the ordinary army of the Tang Dynasty did take ten hours to complete, but the team at his home was not the ordinary army of the Tang Dynasty and must be unique.

"I think it's OK." Zhang Xiaobao knew that he should go out and help him, helping to coordinate. After four hours, he cut wood, built rows, and crossed the river, everyone was about to move.

With a command, the entire team began to run at full speed. Xiao Bei and the others stayed together honestly, not walking around or making noise. They also called all the children to their side, taking turns singing, dancing, and telling stories.

Xu Yilong was watching and learning. He knew that the nine little guys were usually very steady, but they were always shocked when telling stories. The plot in the story deeply attracted the children of the tribe, and the environment and humanities in the story were in line with the local situation.

The nine little guys use relay form. One person talks for a few minutes and changes to the next person. The plot is continuous.

This made Xu Yilong unable to understand. He grabbed Xiaobei who had just finished telling the story and asked, "Where did your story come from?"

"Listen? Are we well made up by ourselves? Do we need to learn this kind of story without any connotation from others? We have been successful in dealing with the past few hours. Adults are all busy and children cannot run around.

Just so happens that you are idle and have no choice but to know musical instruments? Just come and we will sing for you improvisation, and you will be responsible for accompaniment. Everyone in the team has their own position and value, and it is time to reflect your value."

When Xiao Bei explained to Xu Yilong, he suddenly thought that the other party had nothing to do, so he quickly arranged a job.

Xu Yilong showed a embarrassed look. He knew how to play musical instruments, and he could do a lot of them. He could play many musical instruments, pipa, flute, and the "Ancient" qin. But when it comes to improvisational accompaniment, he was confused. He knew what it meant, that is, people would find a tune to sing, and he had to use the instrument to match it.

There was no practice or fixed music during the process, and the requirements for the performers were not very high. Even the women in the brothels had such methods, unless they were looking for professional bands in the Pear Garden.

"I, I'm afraid I can't cooperate well." Xu Yilong said with a shy look on his face.

"It's not okay to have a song? Then what's the use of yourself? I only now know that my brother's words make sense." Xiao Bei was very dissatisfied. She always felt that she could play anytime and could be able to show it at critical moments. Since she was not capable, why did she still play with her and not study in ordinary times?

Xu Yilong had no confidence in refuting and asked with a blushing face: "What is your brother talking about?"

"I'm not afraid of opponents like gods, but I'm afraid of teammates like pigs." Xiao Bei said mercilessly.

"I'm a pig?" Xu Yilong's face turned redder.

Xiao Bei curled his lips: "Don't belittle other people's pigs. Pigs can swim. Can you swim? We have to help you. You said you can't shoot the guns, you don't have the strength to move things, you can't even understand the knife when cooking, you don't have the power to draw, you can't even understand the excellence of Sister Xiaozhu, you can't compare to Xiaoyuan's poetry, and you're not as good as Brother Xiaohai's calculations. You don't notice any organizational skills. If you want to accompany the accompaniment, you can still push the four obstacles. I don't know what words to use to describe you. Is this a legendary family and a famous family?"

Xu Yilong only felt a hot face. He admitted that Xiao Bei was right. He had no advantages in such a team, and all his strengths could be shown were ruthlessly suppressed.

"Let's do this, you don't need to accompaniment. Is it good to be a prop?" Xiao Bei is not thinking about how to attack people now, but to use people, so he can only re-arrange them.

"What props?" Xu Yilong asked, but he nodded. He was reluctant to agree. It would be better to die if he didn't do anything.

"Have you seen our toys? There are many big-headed people in it, which look very simple, but if you want to fully express it, you have to coordinate the movements. When we tell stories, you bring big-headed people, and you think about the movements yourself as the plot of our story. Are you okay?"

Xiao Bei thought about it and chose the simplest thing to leave it to Xu Yilong.

"What do you mean is that I am being directed by you?" Xu Yilong obviously didn't want to do this.

"You tell a story, let's put on a big head and cooperate with you, okay?" Xiao Bei asked.

"Roll, I'll wear it, I'll try to do it as well." Xu Yilong had nothing to say, because he couldn't tell stories, and he had decided to change himself, but he didn't have time. Now that he encountered something, he had to cooperate, otherwise he would lose even the last little effect.

Xiaobei and the others took good care of their children. The adults were very fast. Those who cut down trees and those who weaved ropes kept. Some people swam over with thin lines first, and then used thin lines to pull the thicker lines little by little.

After two hours, rows of grids like swimming lanes appeared on the river surface. The wooden rafts were released and followed the grids one by one, and soon they became pontoon bridges. Then they were simply fixed and allowed to pass through the group of people.

Before the rain fell in the sky, heavy weapons were transported first. When I waited for three and a half hours, the rain began to fall, lightning and thunder were roaring in the sky, and other supplies began to be transported.

After four hours, the rain became heavier. This was the way for others to walk. The river surface has not yet seen how much rise has been.

Four and a half hours later, the rope that no one continued to strengthen was broken by the river water against the wooden raft. The tribes crossed the river turned around and looked around, letting the rain hit their bodies, as if they were in a dream.
Chapter completed!