Chapter 263: Yan Mo's Crazy Ideas

As soon as this was said, not a single voice could be heard in the huge cave.

This silence makes it impossible to ignore the crackling of wood burning, the breathing of people in their sleep not far away, the turning over and the occasional snoring.

The sound of insects and animals outside the cave became very clear.

Everyone who is qualified to sit by this fire and participate has their own thoughts.

Yuan Zhan did not blindly agree with and support Yan Mo's proposal. He thought deeply and asked the sharpest questions.

"The Moer-Gan do not come here very often, but with the Salt Mountain, they are bound to send a large number of warriors and salt slaves to occupy it. If we build tribes here, only a dense forest is not enough to completely block them."

"There is more here than dense forests." Yan Mo pointed to two contiguous mounds facing the edge of large and small lakes in dense forests and a long mound across the lake. "I said it was a semi-basin, with mountains on both sides facing the Jiu Yuan and the Moer-Gan. The mountains facing the Jiu Yuan are very high and long, and we don't have to worry about them at all." In this world because there are no roads, it is very difficult to invade across a mountain. But because the mounds also blocked the cold air and strong wind from the wilderness down.

Yan Mo spoke many words that they had never heard, but strangely, they could understand what he said.

No one asked why. They seemed to take it for granted that the young priest did anything amazing.

"Looking at the mountains facing the Moer-Gan side, they are not very high, but they are in a long horizontal stretch. It's full of dense forests and dangerous. It's also a natural barrier. The only thing we have to focus on is this valley. Yan Mo points to two holes in the adjacent mound.”

"This semi-basin is facing the river without any cover, and facing southeast is also a smooth wide open road. Although the river means we will be in danger of being attacked from ashore, it is also convenient for us to use the river for daily use. As long as we build garrisons along the river, the Moer-Gan People are not going to have it so easy to attack. We can even monopolize the river from upstream to our section and prohibit the Moer-Gan and other tribes from traveling upward. The vast plain facing the southeast is the direction we can develop.

Yuan Zhan curled up his knees, put one hand on it, and sat in a dominant position. The question was sharp: "What about the working hands? Do you want to use red salt to trade large numbers of slaves to the other tribes such as The Huang Jing?”

Yan Mo admitted that he had this idea.

Yuan Zhan shook his head. "We traded so many slaves in The Moer-Gan in a short time, and all the big tribes who participated in their market were wary of us. It would be difficult to buy a lot of slaves from The Huang Jing Tribe."

Yan Mo answered, "We can absorb the savage tribes found in the southeast, or employ their warriors with red salt to fight for us."

Yuan Zhan was attracted by the latter idea and he said, "Employment?" Raised his hand. "You don't need to explain, I understand what you mean, but can you employ red salt to more than 5th Rank, or even blood ability warriors? All we can trade in is ordinary slaves, and the maximum is no more than 4th Rank, 5th Rank or more.”

Shen-Gu interposed: "The Three Cities messenger who came to collect bones attached great importance to a 5th rank warrior and would take them away if they found them. Legend has it that the Moer-Gan had a 5th rank warrior and was taken away by the messenger of the Three Cities. When the 5th rank warrior came back, he became a blood warrior and taught the Moer-Gan People new training methods. Later, the Moer-Gan4th Rank and a 5th rank warrior became more and more powerful.”

Yan Mo, curious and temporary, "Did the Moer-Gan's 5th rank warrior? Did the Three Cities messenger, take them away again?"

Shen-Gu shook his head. But legend has it that tribes with many warriors above 5th Rank will have direct contact with The Three Cities.

Yan Mo meditates that, according to his extrapolations, warriors who can generally ascend to 4th Rank themselves have a great chance of self-awakening special abilities, such as Zhang. So is it understandable that the warriors who can naturally rise to 5th Rank without proper training methods are all very talented people? Similarly, people who awaken their blood at an early age are more likely to rise to 5th Rank than others, such as A-Zhan.

And the Three Cities messenger walked around the world collecting bones, while also paying attention to these gifted warriors, found them and took them away, is it because The Three Cities also attaches great importance to these gifted blood warriors?

When these people are brought back to The Three Cities, they should be taught further training methods. If they can be trained, they should leave people in The Three Cities. If they can be trained, they should put people back.

Of course, the Three Cities can't do business without profit. The highly gifted Shenxue warriors can stay in the Three Cities as a reserve force, and those who put them back can transform their tribes into tribes affiliated to the Three Cities.

Even if these tribes could train more 5th Rank or even a 6th rank warrior after receiving training methods, they could not beat The Three Cities. On the contrary, if The Three Cities needed them to send troops, they would have to even be honored to send a large number of warriors to help a city above them.

Yan Mo had another question: "The Earth Cliff, Bianxi and other tribes near the Moer-Gan also have a 5th rank warrior. Did the Three Cities envoys take them?"

"Yes." Shen-Gu nodded. “The Earth Cliff has seen such warriors and they brought back training methods, but their 5th Rank and a 6th rank warrior are much less in number than the Moer-Gan. The Three Cities messenger may have made an agreement with the Moer-Gan, so the messenger will have had little contact with the Earth Cliff. Bian Xi people... "

Shen-Gu said he didn't know much about the Bianxi people. "This tribe is quite unique. They seem to have their own training methods. Their Tribesmen were also taken by them, but when they came back, they said that the training methods of The Three Cities were useless to them, and The Three Cities seemed to have abandoned them. They have a lot of a 5th rank warriors, but 6th Rank doesn't know how many. Some people say they don't have a 6th rank warrior.”

Yan Mo asked: "Did the Moer-Gan and the Earth Cliff tribes teach the training methods they learned from The Three Cities to other tribes? Are the Three Cities allowing this?”

"Who will tell other tribes such a good thing?" Shen-Gu curled his mouth wide and his clear eyes suddenly showed deep hatred. "Not only will they not, they will not allow other tribes nearby to have a warrior appear above 5th Rank. The Earth Cliff is okay, they are not aggressive, but the Moer-Gan is strong, as long as they find one. When a 5th rank warrior appears in any tribe near them, they attack that tribe, kill the 5th rank warrior, and turn the rest of the tribe into slaves.

"That's how your tribe disappeared?"

Shen-Gu nodded sadly.

Yan Mo was a little far away from him, he was unable to pat him on the shoulder for comfort, can only vaguely say: "There will always be opportunities to get revenge in the future."

What opportunities are there? Shen-Gu did not ask, but his mood quickly settled down and his eyes became more firm. He believed in the young priest. Ever since he saw that teenager couldn't bear the abused slaves and went on to buy back slaves who had been abused at a high price, he thought that if he had to pay loyalty, he would only pay loyalty to such masters.

At this point, Yan Mo finally solved what Yuan Zhan had told him about the mysterious message left by the elder of the Xi Rang clan: "If there are warriors above 5th Rank in the clan, you can go to the Three Cities." The meaning of this sentence.

And he affirmed once again that The Three Cities must not have mastered the same training methods as the primary and intermediate training methods rewarded to him by The Guide.

Back to the original topic, Yan Mo concluded: "That is to say, the biggest difficulty in building a new tribe is the manpower, and the most urgent need is for warriors above 5th Rank, right?"

Yuan Zhan said, "You and I can't stay in the new tribe for a long time. Without high-ranking warriors, we can't completely suppress the Moer-Gan. Once we leave, the Moer-Gan can take our hard work for itself."

Yuan Zhan wants to say that instead of tossing about like this, it's better to take people back directly. It's better to work harder than to work hard, and people left here will all end up dead.

Yan Mo has a crazy idea. He doesn't know if it can be realized. But now, the problem of the Jiu Yuan's lack of warriors and the new tribe's lack of high-ranking warriors can be solved. Even the Moer-Gan would not dare invade them at will, even if he watched them drool every day.

But before that, he had to defend the new tribe idea.

"Bianxi."

"Um?" Yuan Zhan Meng raised his head. "You say Bianxi? Why did you suddenly mention..."

Yuan Zhan's memory flashed quickly and he changed his words: "Do you want them?"

Yan Mo nodded affirmatively to him. "The leader of Bianxi people said at the small trade fair of bone objects that if anyone could make him a high-ranking warrior, Bianxi people would join their tribe. And you know what I have on my hand."

Yuan Zhan and others were all right. Shen-Gu's eyelids jumped. The instantaneous enthusiasm and excitement in his eyes could hardly be concealed.

Hei Qi and Qing Lu looked at each other and saw the excitement on each other's faces. Qing Lu clenched his fist and managed to suppress himself without asking a clear question. Hei Qi peeked at the teenager secretly, and his eyes were extremely complicated.

Yan Mo didn't look at anyone else. He only looked at Yuan Zhan. "More than Bianxi people, if you give me two months. I can make at least one hundred blood ability warriors among the 1,500 people now!"

"Ah!" I don't know who can't control the excitement, after all, that person let out a little scream.

Yuan Zhan was calm from beginning to end. "It's going to take at least two months. I can't resist the full-scale attack of The Moer-Gan alone. Moreover, the presence of Shenxue warriors does not immediately become combat effectiveness."

"So we need the Bianxi people and the Snake People." Yan Mo has a clear idea.

"If we offered the Snake People to help, what would you trade with?"

"Red salt. As long as the Snake People sends warriors to support us, the Jiu Yuan and the red salt they trade will be calculated on the basis of half the normal transaction price.

"The Moer-Gan can also attract snakes and other tribes to attack us at the price of trading red salt."

“Jiu Yuan is far away and it’s a barren land in their mouths, other tribes are not necessarily willing to pay such a heavy price, and they do not know whether they can win us or not. And the Snake People can get cheap red salt just by posturing, sending some warriors over, and they do not really have to go fighting with The Moer-Gan. I think as long as their upper class is not a fool, they should know how to choose.”

Yuan Zhan took a deep look at his priest. "Even if the Bianxi people are willing to join the Jiu Yuan, we may not be able to control them."

"Without control, they will grow and improve, and our warriors will grow and improve. It's not easy to raise 5th Rank to 6th Rank, but it's not so difficult to raise 3rd Rank to 4th Rank, 4th Rank to 5th Rank. What we lack is a large number of warriors above 5th Rank. Given the time lag, I can find a way to make up for it. In just one year, the Jiu Yuan's a 5th rank warrior will never be less than the Moer-Gan.”

"Even if they were upgraded, how would the warriors of the Jiu Yuan come over?" Both of them now say that the Jiu Yuan warriors know each other as referring to the original group of men and people on the edge of the Qingyuan Lake.

Yan Mo tapped on his knee and gave two words: "Road building."

Build a road from The Jiu Yuan to the new tribe, not by water, but by land.

This is also the crazy idea Yan Mo was forced to come up with.

Yuan Zhan, the warriors who can control the soil, and the colloidal lime mud the road can become a not so crazy idea.

Yuan Zhan heard this and waved to everyone beside the fire to go rest. He did not intend to let others hear the following words.

Not to mention how the people asked to leave felt when they heard the conversation between Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo, but to mention Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo.

Yuan Zhan, contrary to chief's calm and heavy bearing, stretched out and leaned his whole body weight on a teenager who was more than one lap smaller than him.

Yan Mo was crushed askew by him and patted him on the head. “Are you trying to kill me? Move!"

Yuan Zhan did not care. He put his arm around the teenager so that he could sit up straight and draw circles on the ground with a branch in his other hand. "Let's go along with whatever we have to do."

Hearing that it was a matter of fact, Yan Mo took back the gold needle. "It's going to go smoothly."

Yuan Zhan drew an Arabic number 1 on the ground. "First, we need to get the Salt Mountain Tribesmen before the Moer-Gan get to them."

"Yes."

"But I couldn't leave the team, so I had to ask Meng to take their Tribesmen to find them and let them pack up and hide in the dense woods first, and then we'll try our best to get there."

"That's all."

"The Salt Mountain Tribesmen will give up if they don't believe in us or are unwilling to be our affiliates."

Yan Mo nodded without hesitation: "Yes."

Yuan Zhan was satisfied. "The second step, if we hurry up, we can get into the dense forest before the Moer-Gan People and join the Salt Mountain Tribesmen. If not, we may have to fight the Moer-Gan on the edge of the dense forest."

"We can bypass the warriors sent by The Moer-Gan, we do not necessarily have to fight."

"The third step is also the most difficult one we are going to encounter. We are not familiar with dense forests. Even if the direction is good, we may still encounter many dangers in dense forests. If you don't want too many people to perish, then you can't leave." With Mo, at least it can save some people who have been bitten and stung by poison.

Yan Mo nodded.

Yuan Zhan asked, "If the three snake people who had said that they would still come, we might be able to reduce some of the dangers they encounter in the dense forest. And if they won't come, just wait until Meng comes back.”

Two days later, Meng caught up with Bai Yan, Bai Li and Bai Sheng, three snake people, after searching for the marker.

Jiu Feng also came along with Tian-Wu. Yan Mo intends to contact Tian-Wu again and try to win the favor of this ancient and longevity wise creature.

Yan Mo welcomed the arrival of the three snakes and offered Bai Yan his idea of employing snake warriors with red salt.

Bai Yan hesitated, saying he could not make a decision about it.

Yan Mo offered another option: "If you send a caravan to trade with the Jiu Yuan and go with us to the Jiu Yuan, the red salt we will supply to the Snake People in the future will be the same as the internal price that the people of the Jiu Yuan enjoy."

Caravan, Internal Price... At last, Yan Mo's words can be understood directly. Bai Yan said that he would take Yan Mo's two proposals back to the Snake People, decided by the chief and their shaman.

Bai Yan, worried that the two men left behind would be fooled into direct combat by Yan Mo and he handed over the task of delivering messages to Bai Li, who was most fond of Yan Mo, so that he could quickly return to the Snake People.

Bai Li blinked at Yan Mo and flicked his tail, sliding into the bush very quickly.

Meanwhile, Meng, who had just woken up from a full meal and sleep, had dragged Hei Qi to the Salt Mountain Tribesmen residence.

Meng was very tired, but he knew that he could not rest in his exhaustion. Before he left, Mo-Mo called him, cut his finger in his face, fed him five drops of blood, and blessed him solely by his ancestors and he remembered is words.

"If you find a promotion grade on your way, don't force your way to find a place to hide. I would rather abandon The Salt Mountain Tribesmen than you."

Meng was so moved by that he felt as if he could not stop the words from pouring out his strength. He patted his chest and reassured Yan Mo, "You can rest assured that I will not let myself die!" Mo Da-Ren, the blood you fed me..."

"Shh, don't tell anyone."

Meng nodded wildly, so he would not tell anyone! Even his brother, he will not say!

Hei Qi suddenly spoke to Yan Mo before he left. "Can I talk to you for a moment? Just a moment."

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