Chapter 421
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It takes two days to go from the Flood Department to the Black Bear Department, and of course, this is the time they spent walking in Changshui.
According to the traveling speed of Mufeng's horses, if he knew the way, he might arrive in less than a day.
However, because Changshui who led the way was obviously not familiar with riding a horse to find the way, he finally delayed a little time and arrived at the flood department in the afternoon of the fourth day.
Chang Shui, who was leading the way, saw his tribe from a distance, and he could vaguely see someone passing through the tribe. He couldn't help shouting excitedly to Mufeng: "Look, great chief, there are my tribe!"
Mu Feng looked in the direction of his finger, and almost couldn't help curling his lips.
Just because the situation in the Flood Department in front of me is really beyond the word "miserable": leaning against a small mound, there is a big tree in front of the mound, leaning against the trunk of the big tree and leaning against some withered branches and leaves, just like the memory of the wind. In rural areas, corn stalks are leaning against the wall to build a triangular thatched hut.
From Mu Feng's point of view, this kind of hut built with branches leaning against the trunk is probably not as sheltered as corn stalks.
The most exaggerated thing is that there is still a piece of bird droppings around, and there are pieces of green hemp growing on the ground. The green hemp is blooming with small yellow flowers, and some of the yellow flowers are also bearing green fruits.
Some of the green hemp had obviously been pulled out of leaves and green fruits, but the branches were not damaged. It seemed that they were picked.
Chang Shui couldn't help shouting to the occasional figure inside: "Brother, sister, I'm back!"
Afterwards, the other four people who came back with Mu Feng and the others also rolled off the horse, and ran inside yelling regardless of the mud stains on their bodies.
Soon, all the people from the Flood Department came out of the branch hut in unison, one by one weak, but looking eagerly at Chang Shui and the others.
"Chang Shui, you are back! You are not dead, that's great!"
"Father, you are finally back, woo woo!"
"Brother, yours is really not dead, that's great!"
...
Mu Feng was quite emotional, these people seemed to be exhausted, but they were still very happy after seeing their relatives return, even if they were so hungry that they lost their human form, they still did not forget their family love.
Until now, no one has asked them if they have exchanged for food, as if as long as they can come back, it is already the best news.
However, Mu Feng and his group were suddenly discovered in the crowd, and they subconsciously took a few steps back in horror.
No one knew what this group of beasts riding in front of their tribe wanted to do. If they wanted to grab something and kill someone, how would they resist it?
Only then did Chang Shui react, and hurriedly said: "Brother, this is the great chief of the Jiang clan, and he is willing to accept us to join the Jiang clan!"
"What!" Everyone was stunned, "Accept us to join their tribe?"
"Did I hear it wrong?"
"Will there be food to join them?"
"Really, are they willing to take all of us?"
...
Sensing the suspicion, panic and uneasiness of this group of people, and seeing the helpless, surprised and apprehensive eyes, especially when he saw the look of hope and panic on the face of a little girl, he felt a little sour.
As a human being, he didn't want to be a bodhisattva who rescued suffering, but he couldn't bear to be disappointed by such eyes.
So he got off his horse, walked straight in front of them, and cut straight to the point: "You don't have to doubt, my Jiang family is willing to accept all of you, as long as you are willing to join the Jiang family, you will not betray the Jiang family in the future!"
Everyone was stunned, and Qiqi looked at the young man in front of him with a puzzled expression.
Chang Shui hurriedly explained: "This is the great chief of the Jiang family!"
"Ah, Warchief?"
"Such a young chief!"
"Is what you said true?"
...
Mu Feng smiled and said: "Yes, what I said is true. As long as you join the Jiang family and don't betray the Jiang family, I guarantee that none of you will die of starvation in the Jiang family. If you want, you can join the Jiang family. The Jiang family gets married and has children, so they can settle down and live. Your children can also learn hunting and fighting skills from my Jiang family's warriors, and become my Jiang's warriors!"
As he said that, he turned his head and pointed to Qing Ya and the others behind him: "Just like them, they have their own mounts and their own weapons. As long as you don't want to die, no one can make you die!"
Now all the people in the flood department are excited.
Weeping with joy, they all shouted: "We are willing!"
"I do!"
"Great, we have a home again!"
...
Mu Feng watched the reaction of the Hongshui tribe, nodded and said: "Okay, eat first, then pack up, and come back to the tribe with us!"
"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison.
During the whole time, Chang Shuifu knelt down on one knee and saluted with one hand: "Thank you, Chief!"
All the members of the Flood Department also learned from Chang Shui and knelt down to salute: "Thank you, Chief!"
Mu Feng let out a long sigh of relief, waved his hands and said, "Okay, get up!"
As he said that, he turned to look at Qingya: "Qingya, cook and distribute the food!"
"yes!"
So Qing Ya began to take out sweet potatoes, dried meat and other things from the back of the cow, and lit a fire to cook on the spot.
The long-lost cooking smoke floated over the Flood Department again, and all the people in the Flood Tribe looked straight at the food Qingya and the others took out.
Some children who could no longer bear the smell of meat even timidly approached Qing Ya and the others, watching eagerly, but did not dare to make a slight movement.
Chang Shui was pulled aside by several people to ask questions, clearly asking what was going on.
And his explanation clearly terrified these people.
What follows is the joy of the rest of the catastrophe and the excitement of joy from the sky...
When they set off from the Ministry of Floods to the Unnamed Tribe, the entire Ministry of Floods followed suit.
All they could take away was twenty old furs and ten bone knives, nothing else.
Only then did Mu Feng realize that his guess about the tragic situation of these tribes was not accurate enough.
He originally thought that he might be "helping the poor", but he didn't expect that he was here to save lives.
But this is also good, saving lives is better than helping the poor, and these people will not easily betray Jiang in the future.
Considering that some children were weak, Mu Feng directly asked them to ride the same horse with the soldiers, which really excited them.
And this scene was also seen and remembered by the people of the flood department.
Because some people were walking, the speed of the entire team slowed down significantly.
Considering the issue of time, Mu Feng decided to let Qingya and the others take fifty people, and the people from the Flood Department followed two people from the Baitu Department to turn to the Baitu Department from the middle, while he took the remaining 20 people to the Unnamed Tribe After all, there are only a hundred of them, so there's no need to go to all of them and make a fuss.
In order to prevent accidents, Mufeng gave them eight Pijiadilongs and ten cows, and they went straight to Baitu Department with their things. Let him wait for him in Baitu Department.
And he led the rest of the people to speed up the journey to the unnamed tribe. If nothing else, he should arrive at the Baitu tribe a day or two later than Qingya and the others.
That way, they'd save at least a day and avoid having to work too hard for these people from the Flood Department to go with the bulk of the migration.
After all, these people are now considered members of the Jiang family, and if one dies, there will be one less...
(end of this chapter)
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It takes two days to go from the Flood Department to the Black Bear Department, and of course, this is the time they spent walking in Changshui.
According to the traveling speed of Mufeng's horses, if he knew the way, he might arrive in less than a day.
However, because Changshui who led the way was obviously not familiar with riding a horse to find the way, he finally delayed a little time and arrived at the flood department in the afternoon of the fourth day.
Chang Shui, who was leading the way, saw his tribe from a distance, and he could vaguely see someone passing through the tribe. He couldn't help shouting excitedly to Mufeng: "Look, great chief, there are my tribe!"
Mu Feng looked in the direction of his finger, and almost couldn't help curling his lips.
Just because the situation in the Flood Department in front of me is really beyond the word "miserable": leaning against a small mound, there is a big tree in front of the mound, leaning against the trunk of the big tree and leaning against some withered branches and leaves, just like the memory of the wind. In rural areas, corn stalks are leaning against the wall to build a triangular thatched hut.
From Mu Feng's point of view, this kind of hut built with branches leaning against the trunk is probably not as sheltered as corn stalks.
The most exaggerated thing is that there is still a piece of bird droppings around, and there are pieces of green hemp growing on the ground. The green hemp is blooming with small yellow flowers, and some of the yellow flowers are also bearing green fruits.
Some of the green hemp had obviously been pulled out of leaves and green fruits, but the branches were not damaged. It seemed that they were picked.
Chang Shui couldn't help shouting to the occasional figure inside: "Brother, sister, I'm back!"
Afterwards, the other four people who came back with Mu Feng and the others also rolled off the horse, and ran inside yelling regardless of the mud stains on their bodies.
Soon, all the people from the Flood Department came out of the branch hut in unison, one by one weak, but looking eagerly at Chang Shui and the others.
"Chang Shui, you are back! You are not dead, that's great!"
"Father, you are finally back, woo woo!"
"Brother, yours is really not dead, that's great!"
...
Mu Feng was quite emotional, these people seemed to be exhausted, but they were still very happy after seeing their relatives return, even if they were so hungry that they lost their human form, they still did not forget their family love.
Until now, no one has asked them if they have exchanged for food, as if as long as they can come back, it is already the best news.
However, Mu Feng and his group were suddenly discovered in the crowd, and they subconsciously took a few steps back in horror.
No one knew what this group of beasts riding in front of their tribe wanted to do. If they wanted to grab something and kill someone, how would they resist it?
Only then did Chang Shui react, and hurriedly said: "Brother, this is the great chief of the Jiang clan, and he is willing to accept us to join the Jiang clan!"
"What!" Everyone was stunned, "Accept us to join their tribe?"
"Did I hear it wrong?"
"Will there be food to join them?"
"Really, are they willing to take all of us?"
...
Sensing the suspicion, panic and uneasiness of this group of people, and seeing the helpless, surprised and apprehensive eyes, especially when he saw the look of hope and panic on the face of a little girl, he felt a little sour.
As a human being, he didn't want to be a bodhisattva who rescued suffering, but he couldn't bear to be disappointed by such eyes.
So he got off his horse, walked straight in front of them, and cut straight to the point: "You don't have to doubt, my Jiang family is willing to accept all of you, as long as you are willing to join the Jiang family, you will not betray the Jiang family in the future!"
Everyone was stunned, and Qiqi looked at the young man in front of him with a puzzled expression.
Chang Shui hurriedly explained: "This is the great chief of the Jiang family!"
"Ah, Warchief?"
"Such a young chief!"
"Is what you said true?"
...
Mu Feng smiled and said: "Yes, what I said is true. As long as you join the Jiang family and don't betray the Jiang family, I guarantee that none of you will die of starvation in the Jiang family. If you want, you can join the Jiang family. The Jiang family gets married and has children, so they can settle down and live. Your children can also learn hunting and fighting skills from my Jiang family's warriors, and become my Jiang's warriors!"
As he said that, he turned his head and pointed to Qing Ya and the others behind him: "Just like them, they have their own mounts and their own weapons. As long as you don't want to die, no one can make you die!"
Now all the people in the flood department are excited.
Weeping with joy, they all shouted: "We are willing!"
"I do!"
"Great, we have a home again!"
...
Mu Feng watched the reaction of the Hongshui tribe, nodded and said: "Okay, eat first, then pack up, and come back to the tribe with us!"
"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison.
During the whole time, Chang Shuifu knelt down on one knee and saluted with one hand: "Thank you, Chief!"
All the members of the Flood Department also learned from Chang Shui and knelt down to salute: "Thank you, Chief!"
Mu Feng let out a long sigh of relief, waved his hands and said, "Okay, get up!"
As he said that, he turned to look at Qingya: "Qingya, cook and distribute the food!"
"yes!"
So Qing Ya began to take out sweet potatoes, dried meat and other things from the back of the cow, and lit a fire to cook on the spot.
The long-lost cooking smoke floated over the Flood Department again, and all the people in the Flood Tribe looked straight at the food Qingya and the others took out.
Some children who could no longer bear the smell of meat even timidly approached Qing Ya and the others, watching eagerly, but did not dare to make a slight movement.
Chang Shui was pulled aside by several people to ask questions, clearly asking what was going on.
And his explanation clearly terrified these people.
What follows is the joy of the rest of the catastrophe and the excitement of joy from the sky...
When they set off from the Ministry of Floods to the Unnamed Tribe, the entire Ministry of Floods followed suit.
All they could take away was twenty old furs and ten bone knives, nothing else.
Only then did Mu Feng realize that his guess about the tragic situation of these tribes was not accurate enough.
He originally thought that he might be "helping the poor", but he didn't expect that he was here to save lives.
But this is also good, saving lives is better than helping the poor, and these people will not easily betray Jiang in the future.
Considering that some children were weak, Mu Feng directly asked them to ride the same horse with the soldiers, which really excited them.
And this scene was also seen and remembered by the people of the flood department.
Because some people were walking, the speed of the entire team slowed down significantly.
Considering the issue of time, Mu Feng decided to let Qingya and the others take fifty people, and the people from the Flood Department followed two people from the Baitu Department to turn to the Baitu Department from the middle, while he took the remaining 20 people to the Unnamed Tribe After all, there are only a hundred of them, so there's no need to go to all of them and make a fuss.
In order to prevent accidents, Mufeng gave them eight Pijiadilongs and ten cows, and they went straight to Baitu Department with their things. Let him wait for him in Baitu Department.
And he led the rest of the people to speed up the journey to the unnamed tribe. If nothing else, he should arrive at the Baitu tribe a day or two later than Qingya and the others.
That way, they'd save at least a day and avoid having to work too hard for these people from the Flood Department to go with the bulk of the migration.
After all, these people are now considered members of the Jiang family, and if one dies, there will be one less...
(end of this chapter)
It takes two days to go from the Flood Department to the Black Bear Department, and of course, this is the time they spent walking in Changshui. According to the traveling speed of Mufeng's horses, if he knew the way, he might arrive in less than a day. However, because Changshui who led the way was obviously not familiar with riding a horse to find the way, he finally delayed a little time and arrived at the flood department in the afternoon of the fourth day. Chang Shui, who was leading the way, saw his tribe from a distance, and he could vaguely see someone passing through the tribe. He couldn't help shouting excitedly to Mufeng: "Look, great chief, there are my tribe!" Mu Feng looked in the direction of his finger, and almost couldn't help curling his lips. Just because the situation in the Flood Department in front of me is really beyond the word "miserable": leaning against a small mound, there is a big tree in front of the mound, leaning against the trunk of the big tree and leaning against some withered branches and leaves, just like the memory of the wind. In rural areas, corn stalks are leaning against the wall to build a triangular thatched hut. From Mu Feng's point of view, this kind of hut built with branches leaning against the trunk is probably not as sheltered as corn stalks. The most exaggerated thing is that there is still a piece of bird droppings around, and there are pieces of green hemp growing on the ground. The green hemp is blooming with small yellow flowers, and some of the yellow flowers are also bearing green fruits. Some of the green hemp had obviously been pulled out of leaves and green fruits, but the branches were not damaged. It seemed that they were picked. Chang Shui couldn't help shouting to the occasional figure inside: "Brother, sister, I'm back!" Afterwards, the other four people who came back with Mu Feng and the others also rolled off the horse, and ran inside yelling regardless of the mud stains on their bodies. Soon, all the people from the Flood Department came out of the branch hut in unison, one by one weak, but looking eagerly at Chang Shui and the others. "Chang Shui, you are back! You are not dead, that's great!" "Father, you are finally back, woo woo!" "Brother, yours is really not dead, that's great!" ... Mu Feng was quite emotional, these people seemed to be exhausted, but they were still very happy after seeing their relatives return, even if they were so hungry that they lost their human form, they still did not forget their family love. Until now, no one has asked them if they have exchanged for food, as if as long as they can come back, it is already the best news. However, Mu Feng and his group were suddenly discovered in the crowd, and they subconsciously took a few steps back in horror. No one knew what this group of beasts riding in front of their tribe wanted to do. If they wanted to grab something and kill someone, how would they resist it? Only then did Chang Shui react, and hurriedly said: "Brother, this is the great chief of the Jiang clan, and he is willing to accept us to join the Jiang clan!" "What!" Everyone was stunned, "Accept us to join their tribe?" "Did I hear it wrong?" "Will there be food to join them?" "Really, are they willing to take all of us?" ... Sensing the suspicion, panic and uneasiness of this group of people, and seeing the helpless, surprised and apprehensive eyes, especially when he saw the look of hope and panic on the face of a little girl, he felt a little sour. As a human being, he didn't want to be a bodhisattva who rescued suffering, but he couldn't bear to be disappointed by such eyes. So he got off his horse, walked straight in front of them, and cut straight to the point: "You don't have to doubt, my Jiang family is willing to accept all of you, as long as you are willing to join the Jiang family, you will not betray the Jiang family in the future!" Everyone was stunned, and Qiqi looked at the young man in front of him with a puzzled expression. Chang Shui hurriedly explained: "This is the great chief of the Jiang family!" "Ah, Warchief?" "Such a young chief!" "Is what you said true?" ... Mu Feng smiled and said: "Yes, what I said is true. As long as you join the Jiang family and don't betray the Jiang family, I guarantee that none of you will die of starvation in the Jiang family. If you want, you can join the Jiang family. The Jiang family gets married and has children, so they can settle down and live. Your children can also learn hunting and fighting skills from my Jiang family's warriors, and become my Jiang's warriors!" As he said that, he turned his head and pointed to Qing Ya and the others behind him: "Just like them, they have their own mounts and their own weapons. As long as you don't want to die, no one can make you die!" Now all the people in the flood department are excited. Weeping with joy, they all shouted: "We are willing!" "I do!" "Great, we have a home again!" ... Mu Feng watched the reaction of the Hongshui tribe, nodded and said: "Okay, eat first, then pack up, and come back to the tribe with us!" "Yes!" Everyone responded in unison. During the whole time, Chang Shuifu knelt down on one knee and saluted with one hand: "Thank you, Chief!" All the members of the Flood Department also learned from Chang Shui and knelt down to salute: "Thank you, Chief!" Mu Feng let out a long sigh of relief, waved his hands and said, "Okay, get up!" As he said that, he turned to look at Qingya: "Qingya, cook and distribute the food!" "yes!" So Qing Ya began to take out sweet potatoes, dried meat and other things from the back of the cow, and lit a fire to cook on the spot. The long-lost cooking smoke floated over the Flood Department again, and all the people in the Flood Tribe looked straight at the food Qingya and the others took out. Some children who could no longer bear the smell of meat even timidly approached Qing Ya and the others, watching eagerly, but did not dare to make a slight movement. Chang Shui was pulled aside by several people to ask questions, clearly asking what was going on. And his explanation clearly terrified these people. What follows is the joy of the rest of the catastrophe and the excitement of joy from the sky... When they set off from the Ministry of Floods to the Unnamed Tribe, the entire Ministry of Floods followed suit. All they could take away was twenty old furs and ten bone knives, nothing else. Only then did Mu Feng realize that his guess about the tragic situation of these tribes was not accurate enough. He originally thought that he might be "helping the poor", but he didn't expect that he was here to save lives. But this is also good, saving lives is better than helping the poor, and these people will not easily betray Jiang in the future. Considering that some children were weak, Mu Feng directly asked them to ride the same horse with the soldiers, which really excited them. And this scene was also seen and remembered by the people of the flood department. Because some people were walking, the speed of the entire team slowed down significantly. Considering the issue of time, Mu Feng decided to let Qingya and the others take fifty people, and the people from the Flood Department followed two people from the Baitu Department to turn to the Baitu Department from the middle, while he took the remaining 20 people to the Unnamed Tribe After all, there are only a hundred of them, so there's no need to go to all of them and make a fuss. In order to prevent accidents, Mufeng gave them eight Pijiadilongs and ten cows, and they went straight to Baitu Department with their things. Let him wait for him in Baitu Department. And he led the rest of the people to speed up the journey to the unnamed tribe. If nothing else, he should arrive at the Baitu tribe a day or two later than Qingya and the others. That way, they'd save at least a day and avoid having to work too hard for these people from the Flood Department to go with the bulk of the migration. After all, these people are now considered members of the Jiang family, and if one dies, there will be one less... end of this chapter
