Now that Seymour Duomo's authority had been taken away, the women in the tribe were redistributed. The men in the tribe did not show any sense of collective honor. They were happy and worked harder to hunt wild beasts.
The women in the tribe were more excited than the men. For the first time, they felt that their status had been elevated. They could freely choose a man instead of being assigned to a specific person.
Therefore, they dug up all kinds of wild herbs seriously and took good care of the children in the tribe. It was like the simplest animal courtship. Regardless of whether it was a female or a male, they had to show their strengths to attract a better partner.
This was natural selection. It was the most tragic for the males. They had to defeat their own kind to get the opposite sex. This was how the tribe survived.
The old men that Seymour Duomo did not kill were taken care of by Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan like treasures. Seymour Duomo did not kill them not because he did not want to, but because he did not dare to.
For people who depended on the weather for their livelihood, it was too difficult for the young to survive. When to plant the crops, when to harvest them, and how to take care of them were all knowledge or experience.
If they killed all the old men, the tribe would be ruined. That was why Seymour Duomo left a small group of strong old men to do the work when there was no danger. When there was a problem that could not be solved, he would ask them for help.
Just like how Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan loved the local old men when they went to Lu Zhou, the experienced old men could predict the weather more accurately than satellite cloud maps. Of course, weather prediction was also an accumulation of experience. It was not enough to just have equipment. There must be a corresponding module and a calculation formula.
"It's going to rain. It's going to rain heavily. It will rain for at least five days. I was wondering why the weather was so stuffy." Zhang Xiaobao had just received information from the old men in the tribe that there would be five days of continuous heavy rain.
Wang Juan did not doubt this at all. There had always been a lot of rain in the area, otherwise, there would not be floods every year. However, it had rained for five days in a row. How could the team cross the river? The Brahmaputra River was not a small ditch. It was impossible to swim across the river unless they threw away all their supplies.
With this thought in mind, Wang Juan began to fret. "I kind of hate Zhang Shougui and Yang Sixun. They had many ships before, but they destroyed all of them after attacking the Maneaters. There's no time to cut wood now. Are we really going to have to run all the way to the Bay of Bengal and then cross the sea?"
"It's mainly because the locals are too poor and backward. Can't you just build a bridge? Using chains or bamboo ropes with boards on top will make it much more convenient. We can't afford to be delayed for five days. I'll get someone to ask when they'll get off the boat. If they can spare ten hours, we'll cross the river now. "
Zhang Xiaobao had a deeper understanding of the battle for bridges in war. It was no wonder that in every major war, there would be countless bridge explosions and bridge defences. Building a ship was truly not an easy and relaxing job. Speed was the most important thing in war.
The old men in the tribe ate pretty good food, and new clothes were made for them first. Similarly, they did not have much of a sense of belonging to their tribe.
When they were questioned again, they discussed it with each other and came to a rough and accurate conclusion. It would take no more than six hours, at most four hours. Moreover, there would be light rain in front of them.
Sending more than fifteen thousand people across the river in four hours, including livestock and other supplies, was a terrifying task.
If it were a war, perhaps they would first force a portion of the people and weapons across and then stand guard on the other side of the river. Once the situation on the river improved, they would then provide cover for the others to cross.
Duoduoduo clearly did not think that they could cross now. He did not care about the delay, as long as he and his tribe had a good life.
Seymour Domohe, who was being controlled, rejoiced in his misfortune. He was not stupid. How could he not guess that his authority had been taken away by someone else? Furthermore, it was the most despicable scheme and means. His woman was no longer his.
He even hoped that there would be a flood that would drown all the Tang people, or that there would be a landslide on the mountain where they were camping.
But it was clear that the Tang army, whether they were marching or resting, was extremely meticulous in surveying their surroundings. There was simply no danger like this, unless there was a sudden earthquake that caused the entire area to collapse.
Since he could not count on a flood or a landslide to pose a threat to the Tang people, it was not bad to slow them down. Seeing the Tang people unhappy would make him feel better.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan did not have extra time to think about whether there were people with dirty thoughts. The two of them were calculating what they could do in four hours.
"Build the boats and cross the river. It's time to test us. We don't have ten hours of preparation time, only four hours. Who is the elite will be shown at this moment."
Wang Juan gritted her teeth and made up her mind. An ordinary Tang army would need ten hours to complete the task, but her family's team was not an ordinary Tang army. They had to be different.
"I think it will work." Zhang Xiaobao knew that it was time for him to go out and help with the planning. Four hours. Cutting trees, setting up boats, crossing the river. Everyone had to move.
With an order, the entire team began to move at full speed. Xiaobei and the others stayed together, not moving around or making a sound. They also called all the children to their sides and took turns singing, dancing, and telling stories.
Xu Yilong was watching and learning. She knew that the nine little guys were usually very steady, but they were always surprised when telling stories. The plot of the story deeply attracted the children of the tribe, and the environment and culture in the story were also in line with the local situation.
The nine little guys told the story in the form of relay. One person would talk for a few minutes and the next person would change. The plot was continuous.
This made Xu Yilong confused. She pulled Xiaobei, who had just finished telling the story, and asked, "Where did you hear the story from?"
"Hear? We made it up ourselves, okay? Do we need to learn this kind of story without any connotation from others? We have succeeded in dealing with the past few hours. The adults are all busy, and the children can't run around.
It just so happens that you have nothing to do. Do you know how to play a musical instrument? Any one of you, we will improvise a song, and you will be responsible for the accompaniment. Everyone in the team has their own position and value. It's time for you to show your value. "
When Xiaobei was explaining to Xu Yilong, she suddenly remembered that the other party had nothing to do, so she quickly arranged a job for her.
Xu Yilong showed a troubled expression. He knew how to play musical instruments, and he knew quite a few of them. Huqin, pipa, flute, and 'guqin', he could play a lot of songs. But when it came to improvising accompaniment, he was confused. He knew what it meant. It was that the other party randomly found a tune to sing, and he had to use an instrument to match it.
There was no practice during the process, and there was no fixed tune. The requirements for the performer were extraordinarily high. Even the women in the brothel didn't have such means, unless they found a professional band in the pear garden.
"I, I'm afraid that I can't cooperate well." Xu Yilong said with a blush.
"You can't even play a tune? Then tell me, what's the use of you? I only know now that brother's words are very reasonable. " Xiaobei was very dissatisfied. She always felt that it was fine to play as much as she wanted, but she had to be able to take it out at the critical moment. Since she couldn't do it, why did she play along and not learn?
Xu Yilong didn't have any confidence to refute, and asked with a red face, "What did your brother say?"
"Don't be afraid of a god-like opponent, but be afraid of a pig-like teammate." Xiaobei said mercilessly.
"I'm a pig?" Xu Yilong's face was even redder.
Xiaobei curled her lips, "Don't belittle other people's pigs. Pigs can swim over, but can you swim? You still need us to help you. Look at you, you can't shoot accurately, you don't have the strength to move things, you don't even know how to use a knife when cooking, your drawing isn't as vivid as Sister Xiao Zhu's, your poetry isn't as good as Xiaoyuan's, and your calculation isn't as good as Brother Xiaohai's. You didn't discover your organizational ability at all, and you still refuse to accompany the accompaniment. I don't even know what words to use to describe you.
Xu Yilong only felt her face burning. She admitted that Xiaobei was right. She didn't have any advantages in such a team, and all the strengths she could show were ruthlessly suppressed by others.
"How about this, you don't need to accompany, you can be a prop, okay?" Xiaobei was not thinking about how to attack people, but to use them, so she could only rearrange.
"What prop?" Xu Yilong asked, but she had already nodded. It was not good for her to not agree. If she was useless, she might as well die.
"You've seen our toys, right? There are a lot of big-headed people in it. It looks very simple, but if you want to show it completely, you have to coordinate the actions. We'll tell a story, and you'll wear the big-headed people. You can think of your own actions according to the plot of our story, okay? "
Xiaobei thought about it and chose the simplest thing for Xu Yilong to do.
"You mean I'll be ordered around by you?" Xu Yilong obviously didn't want to do this.
"You tell the story, and we'll wear the big-headed people to coordinate with you, okay?" Xiaobei asked.
"Let, let me wear it, I'll do my best." Xu Yilong had nothing to say, because she didn't know how to tell stories. She had already decided to change herself, but there wasn't enough time. Now that she had encountered a situation, she had to cooperate. Otherwise, she would lose her last bit of use.
Xiaobei and the others took care of the children, and the adults were very fast. Those who were chopping trees did not stop, and those who were weaving ropes did not stop. Some people had thin threads on their bodies and first swam over, and then used the thin threads to pull the thick threads bit by bit.
After waiting for two hours, rows of lattices like swimming lanes appeared on the river surface. The logs were placed down and walked along the lattices, one after another. Soon, a pontoon bridge was formed, and after a simple fixing, a large group of people and horses could pass through.
Before the rain fell from the sky, the heavy weapons were first transported over. After waiting for three and a half hours, the rain began to fall. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the sky, and the other supplies began to be transported.
After four hours, the rain became heavier. Only then did the others leave, and the river surface did not rise much for the time being.
After four and a half hours, the ropes that no one continued to reinforce were broken by the rushing of the river. The tribesmen who crossed the river looked back and let the rain fall on their bodies, as if they were in a dream.
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