Periphery of the tribe.

There was a rattan chair on the slope, and the old man was lying here, his eyes falling in the north.

From here, you can see the plains and the end of the sky.

"It's winter coming."

Qing came behind him and said, "It's time for the tribe to make some preparations."

"It's winter again."

The old man smiled, not very worried.

Qingyuan walked two steps forward and turned his head to look at the old man.

This old man is as beautiful as an ancient age, but in fact he is in his seventies. He is considered an extremely rare longevity among major tribes in the north. He is not a practice, nor is he a person of high power, and he is not even very profound.

This is just an ordinary old man.

But in this tribe, the elder is the wise.

So he is a wise man.

So he has a very high status in the tribe.

In fact, this kind of respect is not without reason in Qingyuan's eyes.

If you live for a long time, you will be able to know more.

And this tribe's elder is indeed the case.

In him, there was a lot of news that Kiyohara needed to know.

"Actually, at this time of year, the old man is ready to prepare the tribe's people."

The old man suddenly said, "When winter comes, frost and snow are flying, and half of the tribe will die, either by illness or by freezing. There are also a few who are difficult to hunt in winter, have bad luck, and cannot save food, and finally starve to death. Among them, the elderly and children are the most, and their bodies are not as good as those of young and strong men."

In this northern tribe, there are too many reasons for human life in winter. Food in winter alone is a big problem... First of all, hunting is difficult and food is rare. Even if food is stored, it is often caused by the fact that the food is stored for too long and after eating it, it will cause illness.

Young and strong men are strong, but the elderly and children often die in this season.

Especially children are the future seedlings of a tribe.

Almost every barren tribe is troubled by this.

"It's a rare thing for me to live for so many years... In fact, the elderly are the first priority in Middle Earth and pursuing filial piety, but in the north it's a little different."

The old man said, "In the past, the old man often could not survive the winter, and occasionally got sick may be fatal. The most important thing is that most of them were too old to walk, could not hunt, farm, and could only eat but not do things. It was useless. Until later, we were admitted to Yuanmeng, and what we learned was to imitate the filial piety of Middle Earth. An old man in the family was like a treasure, and like me, he became a wise man in the tribe."

Qingyuan said silently.

"Actually, before the founding of the grassland tribe in the north, we were all threatened by winter. When I was young..."

The old man looked at Yuan Yi's Middle Earth dress clearly, suddenly smiled and said, "Whenever this is the time, we will go south."

There is only one statement that the people of northern tribes went south.

Kill!

plunder!

"There will be many things taken from Middle Earth, such as food, medicinal materials, bedding, and even women..." The old man said: "These treasures can reduce the number of people who die in winter by more than half."

Invade Middle-earth for the survival of his own tribe.

Go and kill others and support your own tribe.

Without plundering, many people will die in winter.

Qingyuan's eyes narrowed, and his heart suddenly became heavier, but he did not respond. He had some speculations about this tribe and the old man in front of him. This was the first time that the old man spoke about today.

"In the past, Middle Earth was just a prey in our eyes, like you... If Middle Earth people came here decades ago, they would have been unable to survive."

The old man exhaled and said, "But later, the tribe on the grassland was influenced by a lot of Middle-earth. After the founding of the Yuan and Mongolian Kingdom, they passed by us to trade with Middle-earth and traded merchants, which changed a lot of things. Until later, your Ge Xiang... built the stretching city wall to isolate the north and Middle-earth. So we became the corner of the north, but we couldn't get through Middle-earth, and it was only considered a barren land on the edge."

"However, even if it became a marginal place, the empire in the grassland still regards us as humans."

The old man looked to the north, breathed out, and said, "It's winter, Yuan Meng should send some things over to make sure we can spend the winter... Well, these things are more than what I snatched back from Middle-earth when I was young, and there is no need to bleed..."

Plundering means bleeding.

Those who are plundered and those who go to plunder will bleed and die.

"Actually, in my eyes, Yuan Meng is still very good."

The old man whispered: "At least, you don't have to worry about survival. Yuanmeng has rules that allow us not to worry about being annexed by other tribes, nor to worry about the death of many people when winter comes."

"But, after all, some people are not satisfied."

The old man whispered: "In the past, it was normal for a weak tribe to rely on a powerful tribe. But now, we have been included in the Yuanmeng and become the people of the Yuanmeng. In fact, it is no different from the previous dependence... but these young people always want to resist..."

Qingyuan also knew this point. After all, with his Taoism, many things in this tribe could not be hidden from him.

"After all, Yuan Meng followed the rules of Middle Earth and taught these young people the same idea, so they were different from our generation."

The old man said slowly: "What we are seeking for is survival, so we have to kill. And these young people, now under Yuanmeng, can live a good life as long as they are willing to do things, but they may have been influenced by the rules of Middle Earth and do not know how to be content. Not long ago... I heard many of their rebellious thoughts."

"I'm really idle... If we were like us in the past, how could we have any time to think about these messy things?"

The old man exhaled and said, "A such a day is actually very good for our generation. But they are not satisfied... But the young people are the foundation of the tribe, so it is difficult to clean it up."

Kiyohara probably understood what the old man meant.

The young people in the tribe did not accept Yuan Meng and wanted to escape Yuan Meng.

But the old man who had been suffering wanted to live a peaceful life under Yuanmeng.

"A small tribe, if you want to escape from Yuanmeng, will surely bring disaster to the slaughter."

The old man said: "We fought for war to survive. The young people were just for the so-called dignity and spirit... and there was no even any benefit, just for the rebellious thought."

Kiyohara frowned slightly and said, "What do you think you have to say about this to me?"

"We can't continue like this."

The old man said this, pressed himself on the rattan chair and slowly stood up. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!