The winter of the Mang tribe is in full swing, but the tribes in the central part are not easy to survive this winter.

Ant Tribe.

The snow this year is heavier than in previous years, and thick snow has flooded my knees, making it very difficult to go out.

Most people can only stay in the ant nest every day, rely on sleeping to reduce consumption, and rely on clinging together and roasting fire to keep warm.

This phenomenon made the witches of the Ant Tribe very worried.

"Winter is getting earlier and colder every year. If this continues, the tribe has no other way except to move south."

In the center of the giant ant nest in the ant tribe, the leader stood next to the witch, and in front of them were burning flames, making it much warmer here than outside.

The leader said: "But our attempt this year has failed. The tribe in the Southern Wilderness will not allow us to move south smoothly, especially the tribe of the Mang, which I can't understand more and more."

The witch sighed and said, "Yes, when I first heard about them, they were just a small tribe, but now they can actually unite the tribes of the Southern Wilderness to compete with us."

"I can't understand this tribe, let alone you. They are developing too fast, so fast that people can't react."

The leader seemed to be comforting the witch, and then comforting himself, saying, "The witches don't have to worry too much. As long as they don't have a large tribe, they will not pose a real threat to us."

"They have only been established for a few years. Which big tribe did not finally become a big tribe after decades or even hundreds of years of accumulation?"

"No matter how fast they develop, they cannot become a big tribe in ten or even twenty years, right?"

The witch nodded, and the leader's words really make sense.

I have never heard of any tribe that can become a large tribe within ten years. Although the Mang tribe is a bit demon, it may not be an exception.

"Although we have an advantage in the Mang tribe, other tribes in the Southern Wilderness cannot underestimate them. For example, the Diao tribe, which is the only large tribe in the Southern Wilderness, and definitely does not want us to enter their territory."

"Make more preparations. If one day our Ant Tribe has to move south, we must ensure that there will be no accidents in the middle."

The witch glanced at the leader and said, "If an accident happens, you, me, and the entire tribe will die without a burial place!"

When the leader of the Ant Tribe heard this, he shuddered unconsciously. He clenched his fists secretly and vowed not to let such a thing happen.

Many tribes in the central region need to face the same problem.

Not only the three major tribes, but also the fish tribe, as well as the numerous middle and small tribes in the central region, all face the choice of moving south and leaving the central region.

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Primitive continent, Beiyuan.

The endless grassland occupies most of the Beiyuan area, as well as a small number of saline-alkali land and deserts.

In spring and summer, Beiyuan is a green patch of green, lush grass, like a huge green blanket covering this vast land.

However, in autumn, the grass gradually witheres and yellow, and in winter, heavy snow will cover the earth for a long time.

The tribes in Beiyuan live on animal husbandry and live in water and grass.

This vast grassland was originally enough to allow them to reproduce and live a good life of eating meat from a big slut.

However, in recent years, this situation has changed.

The weather is getting colder and winter is getting longer and longer, and it is becoming more and more difficult to survive here.

Jackal Tribe.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

A white-haired wind blew outside, and the strong wind mixed with blizzards made the animal skins covered on the yurt swing back and forth, making a "papapapapapapa" sound.

In the yurt, more than a dozen important figures from the fierce jackal tribe sat in a circle around the fire pit.

They were wearing thick animal skins, snow-white bone decorations, and some huge animal horns.

In the fire pit, the broth in the clay pot was rolling "gurgling", and the meat was fragrant, but no one had the appetite to eat it.

The witch of the Jackal Tribe is a vicious old woman with a totem pattern on her face and a large number of ornaments are hung on her body.

"Let's talk about the situation in the tribe." Wu spoke, his voice as unpleasant as two pieces of sandpaper rubbing.

After a while, no one in the crowd was talking and they were waiting for others to speak.

The leader of the Jackal Tribe is the most burly man in the crowd. He has an ornament made of a whole beast skull on his head. His two sharp rows of sharp teeth are daunting.

The leader of the Jackal Tribe said, "The witch asked you to say, "What are you going to say? Niu Ke, you can say it first."

The leader of the Jackal Tribe pointed at a man with two huge horns on his head and asked him to speak first.

Niujiao looked around and said, "The situation is not very good over us. More than 30 tribesmen have been frozen to death, and many cattle and sheep have been lost."

Wu nodded expressionlessly, and seemed to have expected such a situation.

The second person who spoke was a warrior wearing wolf skin.

"We don't have enough stocks for the forage there. The weather is colder this year than before, so we don't have time to stock up more forage."

Afterwards, others also mentioned their problems one after another.

There is no good news, it is all bad news, and most of it is related to bad cold weather.

After everyone else said, "Our tribe is about to move to the place bordering the central part. If we move again, we should move to the central part."

Niujiao couldn't help but say, "Wu, Beiyuan has no way to stay. If he could move to the central part, that would be great."

Wolf Skin nodded and said, "That's right, there are soft eggs in the middle. As long as the totem god speaks, we will immediately take the warriors to the middle and grab a large piece of territory."

Wu still had no expression, only the white-haired wind outside was blowing even more violently, and the yurt was shaking violently, as if it was about to fall at any time.

The leader of the Jackal Tribe also focused his attention on the witch, because only the witch can communicate with the totem god.

Without the permission of the totem god, even if they want to attack the central part, they will not dare.

The totem god of the Jackal Tribe is not a good person. If you act ruthlessly, even the tribe members will be eaten by it.

Therefore, although the warriors of the Jackal Tribe are good at fighting, they respect the witch very much. Even the leader dares not make decisions without authorization.

After a long time, the witch from the Jackal Tribe took out a piece of meat from the pottery jar, put it into a bone bowl, blew it, then held it in his hand, and bit it hard.

"After this winter, I will send people to the central part to inquire about the situation. No one is allowed to attack without the orders of the Totem God."

"yes!"

The people in the yurt agreed.

Afterwards, they also became excited. Since the witch said she wanted to go to the central part to investigate the situation, it means that the Totem God is already interested in attacking the central part.
Chapter completed!