The spears are like forests, and the warriors are like trees, the number is not large, but there is a shock that is not moving like a mountain.

For their own people, it is a moving city wall that can protect the family; For the enemy, this is a life-threatening weapon, which can destroy the family and the family.

The ten leaders and Chen Jian walked side by side, and their hearts were all shocked, no wonder this victory was so easy. If his own clan and Chen Jian are enemies, they rush forward in a hurry, but they are afraid that they will die faster.

They hadn't seen the battle with their own eyes, but they could guess how it was fought, and a horned stag was no match for a pack of wolves.

The clansmen of the various tribes who were watching from the sidelines were also affected by this quiet and neat queue, and they were no longer as chaotic and frolicking as they had just now.

"Let's bury our dead people first. They are our brothers, relatives, guarding our family, children and mothers, and now they have gone to another world to give them a ride. ”

The tribesmen followed in the leader's footsteps to a land outside the village, including the few betrayers who did not yet know that they were going to die.

The body has been buried, right next to the one where Hua had buried his loved ones, and the former burial person is now buried by someone else.

The earth covered their bodies, and there was a pile of excavated dirt outside. The leaders of each of the thirteen councils had a skull, and they covered it with earth with the names of the tribes who had died in battle.

Thirty-two stone axes and spears that they used during their lifetimes were inserted in front of the cemetery. These stone spears and axes do not take root, or decay, but in the hearts of the people they have grown into an impenetrable forest, blocking out those who are from outside.

Three bowls of turbid wine were poured on the grave, and the clansmen did not weep, but watched it all silently. They are accustomed to death in their struggle against nature, and this time death is a kind of glory, a glory for the sake of living better for their loved ones, not being bullied by foreigners.

A simple funeral, there is no eulogy for the return of the soul, only a simple wooden plaque with a simple calendar date and results drawn on charcoal: on the twenty-second day of the fruit month, eighty-three people were killed and one hundred people were captured.

The bulging tombs were facing the black and white flags fluttering in the wind in the village, and for a moment there was silence, and the weapons that stood like a forest were their tombstones, and two rows of wild chrysanthemums were planted around the tombs, which were not yet in full bloom, but had already budded. One day, when someone sees the wild chrysanthemum in full bloom, he will always think of those people who died fighting for their own lives.

The betrayers also lowered their heads with everyone, and their hearts were full of mixed feelings. Although they were alive for the past few days, no one in the whole village spoke to them, and even the children would laugh at them when they saw them.

Soon, however, several leaders shouted, "Arrest those who killed their relatives!" ”

Someone had already known the news, and they had quietly surrounded these people just now. Before a few people could shout, they were grabbed by their clansmen.

"Ken said he wouldn't kill us!"

The leaders said, "But we didn't agree. ”

They turned to the silent people and shouted, "Do you think they should be killed?" ”

"Damn it!"

Thousands of people roared at the same time, especially their original relatives, who were even more hoarse and bloody. The faces of those people were pale, and they struggled a few times, knowing that it was meaningless.

One of the younger ones cried out, "I don't want to die!" If I didn't do that, I would have died. Even if my mother gave birth to me, but when I killed my mother, my mother didn't blame me, she still let me live well...... I don't want to die......"

But his pleas for mercy had the opposite effect, and his relatives picked up the stones on the ground and threw them at him fiercely, the corners of his forehead were cut, and he still muttered that he didn't want to die.

In the agitation of thousands of people, those few people cried and begged for mercy, but to no avail. Several of their relatives rushed forward and slashed at their heads with stone axes, including their own brothers.

Of course, they could not be buried here when they died, their hands and feet were tied together with ropes behind their backs, and a pit had already been prepared at a great distance from the village.

Facing the ground, with his back to the sky, he was hurriedly buried. The tribesmen felt that this position would be tiring, and they would not be able to see the sun when they arrived in that world, instead of lying on their sides and sleeping like those tribesmen.

Together, the thirteen chiefs told all the people of the decision they had just made in the hut, and since they agreed with the same ancestor, they were to obey this law: Whoever betrays his relatives and kills his blood relatives is like these people. This is not a matter for one clan, but a covenant that all fourteen tribes must observe.

The clay tablet had already been fired, and it would not be long before it would hang in the village, and everyone who passed by would see it and think of the death of these men—even more terrible after death, without the protection of their ancestors in another world, and forever in the posture of a clansman, unable to see the sky.

Some people wonder if there really is another world, how will these people deal with the relatives they have killed with their own hands?

More people just took it for granted, without much emotion, anyway, they never thought of killing their relatives with their own hands. Again, they wondered, will that law really be used in the future?

Chen Jian felt that it would definitely be useful, and time could quickly erase the memory, but it could not erase the paintings engraved on the clay tablet.

As long as the clay tablet remains, the story will be passed down forever to children who have not experienced it in later generations.

I thought that some people would vomit when they saw their heads cut off, but in fact, these people were very calm, in their opinion, these people deserved to die, and they would not betray their relatives, so why be afraid?

Besides, it's just a dead person, those who have been eaten by tigers, bitten to death by snakes, and died after eating poisonous fruits, they have seen too much, and they may still cry when they die like that, but they don't even want to see them in their dreams.

Accustomed to death means that it is difficult to survive, and in such a difficult existence, it is even more difficult to tolerate those who betray their relatives.

After dealing with all this, it was already noon, and the people of all tribes returned to the village, and sat down in front of the meal under the guidance of some people, and formed a large circle.

The meal is simple, mutton wheat rice, fish tart, and pears that are ripe after picking...... The cooking was not exquisite, but it was still a sumptuous feast in the eyes of these people.

The leaders sat down with Jian Chen, and the meals were no different, just to facilitate the discussion of some things.

Jian Chen's people lined up in the center of the field, marching to the beat of drums, cheering in bursts. A pre-rammed earthen wall was knocked down by those holding wicker shields charging at the same time, and the applause broke through the sky.

Yu Qian'er knew that the bottom of the earthen wall had already been splashed with water by her brother, and she had hollowed out some of it, so she said that this was a busy matter for many people all afternoon, was it just to knock it down?

Those leaders didn't know what was wrong with it, and looked at the dusty place in horror, and were amazed, and had a more intuitive impression of Chen Jianneng's victory.

After performing all this, it is still customary for the good men of each tribe to come out after eating and drinking, or fighting sticks, throwing spears, or running, which is not only a performance for the clansmen, but also a demonstration of their strength.

Amid the applause one after another, Jian Chen took advantage of the situation and put forward a few suggestions with these leaders.

All the children of the tribe over the age of eight are concentrated in the village, and Chen Jian promised to teach them all kinds of skills, both boys and girls, so that they can return to their tribe when they reach the age of fourteen, and they do not need food.

The second suggestion was that one out of ten men from each tribe should be trained according to the male population for three years, after which they could return. When they set out on the expedition, each tribe sent ten men to follow them as baggage soldiers, not participating in battles, but being responsible for carrying food and the like. The spoils of war were to be divided into three parts, one according to the man, one according to the people who died in the war, and the other to be confiscated, and counted among the tribes in preparation for future wars.

The third thing is that I hope they will learn how to grow wheat, and at the same time, I hope that they will move out of the mountains and live near their own villages, where there is still a lot of land, so that they can defend themselves against the enemy.

The first two things these leaders easily agreed, those children can't do much work, and they still have to eat, so it is better to send them to the village to grow up. And they can learn a lot, and when they grow up, it will be useful for their own tribe to go back, and maybe their lives will be as good as this tribe in the future.

There was no problem with the training of men, they had seen the results of the training, and this time they had robbed a lot of loot, each tribe could share nearly a thousand catties of wheat and beans, as well as a few sheep and horned deer. There are only four or five people in each tribe, which is not much, and it will not affect the life of the tribe.

But the third thing is still arguing, they haven't seen the effect of planting wheat with their own eyes, what if it doesn't work? The tribe always had to eat, and if each tribe was far away, all kinds of fruits and nuts from the nearby mountains could survive the winter. But if you live very close, you have to travel far to ensure the survival of the tribe.

Out of trust in Jian Chen, two tribes decided to move in and settle down to grow wheat like them. The rest of the tribes hope to wait until next year's apricot yellow to see the fruits of wheat planting before making a decision, at least to survive this winter. There is a degree of trust, and for the time being it is not enough to shatter the experience that has been passed down from generation to generation.

Chen Jian didn't insist, two tribes moved over, and the land on the south bank of the Caohe River was also very fertile and not cultivated at all. His own tribe has boats, the grass river is not too wide, and the land is now sufficient.

After these three important things are said, the rest of the things are relatively simple, and there is basically no opposition.

First of all, each tribe within the clan is responsible for itself, and the rest of the tribes are not allowed to interfere. If there is a conflict between the two clans, contact the respective chiefs to discuss a solution.

In another month and a half, the chiefs of the tribes would come to the village with men to punish the tribes who had broken their oaths.

The reason why it is a month and a half later is because winter wheat is about to be planted, and some tribes also have to collect nuts to prepare for winter, and a month and a half can be just done.

After discussing several things, the thirteen people swore an oath that they would never break it. After drinking the blood wine, Yu Qian'er told the leader what each tribe could share, and these things naturally did not include the captured slaves, because those tribes did not need them for the time being.

At the invitation of Jian Chen, they decided to stay for another day to learn how to burn barren wheat and plant wheat.

PS: Today and tomorrow are all one change, do something.