The tenth year of the establishment of the Mang tribe, in the middle of the second month of autumn.

"Bo..."

After waiting for seven or eight days, a faint smell of wine was already floating in the house next to Chenbei. Chenbei first opened the jar made of glutinous rice. After opening it, he found that the jar was fermenting very slowly, and it was still the shape of rice.

"I'm afraid this jar won't be successful."

Chen Bei was a little disappointed. He used grain sprouts to brew rice wine. This method seemed to be unworkable. It not only takes time, but also requires particularly good luck to succeed.

"Look at this jar made of wine koji."

Because it was a wine chorus made by himself and the room already had a scent of wine, Chenbei believed that this jar of wine should be successful, but he was unsure of what it fermented.

"Pop!"

He lifted the burlap bag full of sand, and a strong aroma of wine came to his nose in the wine jar.

He looked into the wine jar and saw half a jar of wine lees and half a jar of clearer wine.

Chen Bei couldn't wait to take out the bamboo wine spoon that had been made early, scooped a spoonful of rice wine into the wine jar, and specially put it in a painted pottery quilt, and put it next to his mouth excitedly.

"It smells so good!"

Chen Bei smelled the aroma of wine first. The aroma of rice wine was very strong and there was no miscellaneous smell, exuding an intoxicating smell.

Then, Chen Bei took a sip and found that the taste was actually good, at least it was a purer rice wine taste without any miscellaneous flavor.

Although the alcohol content is not high, it is better than pure wine, which is much better than sour and astringent wild wine.

"Gudonggudong..."

Chen Bei drank a glass of wine and felt very happy. Although he was not a drunkard, he had missed the taste of this rice wine for a long time.

"It's not bad. Although the method of fermenting grain sprouts failed, the method of making wine koji with moldy millet was successful. It's not a waste of my hard work."

With the wine koji, not only rice, but also grains such as red cones and soles, can also be tried to make wine.

Moreover, this is just the first generation of wine koji. After the subsequent screening, you can always produce real good wine koji. At that time, it will not take so much effort to make wine.

It can be foreseen that the Mang tribe will have more and more types of "wine" in the future, and this special drink will also become a landmark product of the Mang tribe.

After fermenting for a while, Chenbei picked up the lees, filtered the wine and refilled it. Such wine is the finished product, and the wine is clear and not turbid.

...

The tenth year of the establishment of the Mang Tribe, the third month of autumn.

The weather gradually became colder, the autumn wind gradually rose, making the plants and trees gradually withered and yellow, and a solemn aura gradually spread out.

Late autumn is when every tribe hoards the most food and winter supplies, and at this time, the most battles are also the most.

Because the harvest is not that big when attacking other tribes, the attack will be different at this time, and you can seize a large amount of winter food and supplies.

Often, at this time, the weaker tribes will suffer, and the tribes that are stronger than them will plunder everything they have until they are destroyed.

At this time of year, many tribes perish. Even if they were not destroyed at that time, they were robbed, and they could not collect enough food and food for the winter. They were eventually starved to death and frozen to death.

Unlike other tribes, the Mang tribe is relatively rich in food and winter supplies, and the Mang tribe does not look down on the pitiful food stored by those small tribes.

The Mang tribe is targeting the Spider tribe, and has sent a large number of people to harass the Spider tribe one after another.

The Spider Tribe, a hunting team of more than 200 people, just returned from hunting in the mountains and forests. Today's harvest is good, and the prey in autumn is also fat and strong, with smiles on their faces.

"I had such good luck today, I caught so many prey."

"Yes, when we return to the tribe, we can all get a lot of meat and bones."

...

In the hunting team, the soldiers of the Spider Tribe discussed each other in a very happy mood.

Suddenly, the big spider in the hunting team stopped moving forward anxiously, but walked back and forth horizontally.

"What's going on?"

The soldiers of the Spider Tribe Hunting Team picked up their weapons and stared at the surroundings with vigilance. The giant spiders sensed danger far more than humans. They must have smelled some dangerous aura.

"put!"

At this moment, they suddenly heard a sound of a shaking bowstring, and then a large rain of arrows fell from the sky.

"ah!"

A spider tribe warrior screamed, was shot in the chest by an arrow, and fell off the back of the giant spider.

He glanced at the feather arrow inserted on the ground, his face changed drastically, and he shouted wildly: "Bronze arrow is the Mang tribe!"

The other soldiers of the hunting team also discovered this situation. Their faces became pale, and those who were not shot in the arrow seemed to be as uncomfortable as if they were shot in the arrow.

The three words of Mang Tribe, in recent months, have been like a dark cloud pressing over the Spider Tribe, making people feel breathless.

Because the Mang tribe was obsessed with the Spider tribe, they kept launching sneak attacks on the Spider tribe, robbing their prey, robbing their harvest, and killing their people.

The most helpless thing is that the Spider Tribe has never made up its mind to attack the Mang Tribe, so the warriors of the Spider Tribe turned into frightened birds while being attacked in various ways.

"Cry!"

Among the bushes on both sides, dozens of red cranes soared into the sky, carrying soldiers from the Mang Tribe, aiming at the bottom with crossbow arrows in the sky.

The warrior in charge is Honghua.

Hundreds of people appeared in the woods on both sides. Lie was led by the team on the left and Shanwen was led by the team on the right. Both were advanced totem warriors.

"attack!"

In the sky, Honghua issued an order. Then, dozens of Hongqins from the Red Crane Team carried the soldiers, first shot a round of arrows, then held the spear and swept down, fighting with the hunting team of the Spider Tribe.

"We'll go there too!"

Shan Wen greeted him, then rode the rhino with a bronze axe and rushed forward. Anyone who stood in front of him was either knocked away by the rhino or split into two pieces by the bronze axe.

"And we!"

Lie also rushed forward with a harpoon. His totem power surged, and the terrifying power poured into the bronze harpoon, and the harpoon was flashing with fire.

Not long after, the more than 200 warriors from the Spider Tribe were killed and there was no room for resistance.

"Carry all the prey and these big spiders back to the tribe, it's all food."

After the battle, Lie commanded his soldiers to collect the spoils.

Honghua also landed on the ground and said to Lie: "We have killed three hunting teams of the Spider Tribe. It will probably be difficult to find such an opportunity in the future."

Lieman said indifferently: "The task assigned by the leader is to consume the strength of the Spider Tribe as much as possible before winter comes. If the hunting team does not come out, others must come out, right?"

"I don't believe that they can hide in the Spider Tribe until it snows and never come out!"

"That's right, but be careful, the Spider Tribe will definitely take revenge."

Shan Wen walked over, raised the bronze axe, and said, "Then let them come! I'm not afraid!"
Chapter completed!