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Chapter 441: Bring back the farmer

The day after the slaves of the Jackal Tribe finished planting the land, the Jackal Tribe witch came to this hillside.

Unlike other tribal witches, although the Jackal Tribal witch is also under layer by layer, his range of activities is much wider.

In the hillside, it was pitch black, which was the wood ash and charcoal left after burning the forest.

Apart from footprints, it is impossible to see that anything has been planted here.

Not only that, there are many newly planted seeds in the marginal areas that were easily poached by mountain rats.

The face of the Jackal Tribe Witch suddenly turned dark. He pointed at the forest angrily, turned to question the Red Fox and said, "This is how you farm?"

The red fox didn't feel that it was wonderful because the witch was obviously not satisfied.

"Big...everyone is all in this way."

Seeing that the witch's face looked ugly, the Red Fox quickly captured an older slave, let him kneel in front of the witch, and said, "Tell me, did your tribe farm like this before?"

The slave was so scared that he trembled all over and said tremblingly: "It has always been...this kind..."

"Where is the big tribe? The big tribe is also planted like this?" The Jackal Tribe Witch's face was as gloomy as water. He didn't believe that the big tribe also planted like this.

"No...I don't know...I haven't...I've been to the big tribe."

Although the witches in the Jackal Tribe don’t know how to farm, they are witches after all, and they have a lot of knowledge. He concluded that farming like now is definitely not possible, and their skills are too backward.

The witch of the Jackal Tribe said to the Red Fox: "Go and check immediately and see which tribe is the best at farming, and then catch me the people they can farm!"

The logic of the Jackal Tribe is so simple and crude. If you don’t have anything, just grab it.

There are no talents who have farming? It doesn’t matter, just grab a batch of people.

I have to say that although this method of doing things is rough, it is effective.

For example, most of the existing bone artifact masters and stone artifact masters in the Jackal Tribe are directly snatched from other tribes. It doesn’t matter whether they accept it or not, just work.

"Yes! I'll send someone right away."

The Red Fox immediately agreed, and then found a few smart warriors under him and asked them to take people to investigate the news.

As for the Red Fox himself, he must be with the witch, and he could not check this kind of news himself.

The red fox continued to walk with the witch in the mountains and forests. He pondered for a while, and then asked carefully: "Wu, why do we have to farm? Obviously, those tribes that farmed can't beat us."

The Jackal Tribe Witch glanced at him and said, "What should we do according to your meaning?"

Hearing this sentence, the red fox immediately became energetic. He said generously: "Of course, it is graze as before, raising more livestock so that we can eat more meat."

The Red Fox paused for a moment and said, "Some places in the central region may not be suitable for herding cattle and sheep. We can catch some local beasts to tame them."

The Jackal Tribe Witch sighed: "You are a little smarter than others, unlike those idiots who can say things like cutting down all the trees and planting grass and raising sheep."

The Red Fox felt a little proud inside, but he didn't show it on his face. In terms of IQ, he was indeed much better than those warriors who only knew how to charge.

"But!" The witch of the Jackal Tribe changed her tone and said, "You are just a little smarter."

Chihua's face suddenly looked a little bad and a little dissatisfied, but he didn't have the courage to refute Wu's words.

"How many people can we support by grazing and taming livestock? Once a plague occurs, we all have to drink the northwest wind!"

The red fox lowered his head, and the little dissatisfaction disappeared without a trace in his heart.

Plague is a nightmare for a tribe that raises livestock. Once it is caught, the livestock will die on a large scale, and the originally sufficient food will be consumed in a short period of time.

"Then... Then we won't raise livestock in the future?" The Red Fox felt a little unacceptable.

The Jackal Tribe Witch continued: "The livestock must be raised and the land must be planted. All means that can increase food must be tried, so that our tribe will have more food."

"We can't always rob other tribes, do you know? One day, the entire continent will belong to our jackal tribe. Who will we rob at that time?"

The Jackal Tribe's witch said it very sure, as if the Jackal Tribe has conquered all tribes on the entire continent now.

The red fox also felt excited. He believed in the words of the witch, because there is no tribe now, and the territory occupied by the jackal tribe is wider and the population is large.

"Witch, I understand. I will definitely catch the person who is the best farmer and farm for us!"

The Jackal Tribe Witch nodded, patted the Red Fox on the shoulder, and said, "You are one of the most powerful people in our tribe. You are also smart and I am optimistic about you."

The red fox widened his eyes and then became excited.

The current leader of the Jackal Tribe is getting older, and the position of the next leader is naturally targeted by many people.

However, there are only a few people who are able to compete for the next leader position, and Red Fox is one of them.

In addition to strength, Wu's opinions are also very critical. Being favored by Wu means that there is a high probability that he will become the leader.

So, how can the Red Fox not be excited?

The red fox patted his chest and said, "Witch, I decided to take people there myself and I will definitely catch the most powerful person in the farming field back! Let our jackal tribe eat the food grown in the field as soon as possible."

The Jackal Tribe Witch nodded with satisfaction and said, "This is the best way to do it. You are smarter than the warriors below, and you can feel at ease when doing things. Go and come back soon."

"yes!"

The red fox no longer accompanied the witch for a walk. He found his previous subordinates in a fire, and then returned to the tribe to bring weapons, fight against the pet jackals, and a small amount of food, and rushed to the southern desert.

The Jackal Tribe Witch continued to walk in the mountains and forests. He didn't care about the black and gray under his feet. Gradually, he walked to a mountain.

Because the trees have been cut down in advance, they stand taller and have a broad vision.

The Jackal Tribe Witch looked at the undulating mountains in the distance and said with a rushing heart: "One day, every piece of land I see will belong to our Jackal Tribe!"

The soldiers behind him were also slapped by this sentence and started to scream, such as a group of greedy jackals.

...

More than a month later, Chihu, a senior totem warrior in the Jackal Tribe, led more than 500 elite warriors of the Jackal Tribe into the Southern Wilderness, and it was easy to ask the people of the small tribe that they learned that the most farming tribe was the Mang Tribe.

"Is Mang Tribe the one that has disappeared for hundreds of years and reappeared? Since you can farm, then the people from Mang Tribe will farm specifically for our Jackal Tribe in the future!"

The Red Fox is very arrogant. The Jackal Tribe has never contacted the Mang Tribe, but the three major tribes in the middle are beaten to pieces by them.

Therefore, he naturally believed that the Mang tribe was also vulnerable.

He had already decided to catch dozens of people from the Mang tribe, beat them into slaves, and then farm the Jackal tribe.

Later, when the Jackal Tribe attacked the Southern Wilderness, all the people from the Mang Tribe were demoted to slaves and farmed for the Jackal Tribe.

"Let's go and catch people in the Mang tribe."

Although the Red Fox was arrogant, he was not arrogant yet, thinking that he could conquer the Mang tribe with his more than 500 people. All he thought was to go to the periphery of the Mang tribe and catch some people back, that's all.
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