Chapter 479 The future of the small tribe
A hint of white fish belly appeared in the sky, and the animals in the pen began to stir up. The domestic dogs guarding them ran around the fence, barking from time to time, and drove away those who tried to Large animals that tried to get over the fence were pushed back.
On the prairie in the early morning, these movements immediately brought a lot of life to the world.
Bucha staggered out of the tent, followed by his wife.
Both of them are almost sixty, which is considered a long life on the prairie.
The average age of the entire tribe is only in their early fifties.
So Bucha naturally became the most virtuous and respected person in the tribe, and also became the talker of this small tribe.
The entire tribe only has more than a hundred tents, and the total number of people in the tribe is less than 500.
Bucha walked to the livestock pen and opened the fence gate. The animals, which had been impatient for a long time, ran out of the gate impatiently like running water, towards the pasture in the distance.
Several big dogs barked and ran left and right, restricting the walking routes of the livestock. There were also some who were strong, bold and careful, walking among countless livestock groups.
These dogs are Bucha's best helpers in herding. As he gets older, he can no longer gallop like he did when he was young. Now he relies on these dogs to help him herd more often.
As there was movement at Bucha's house, the surrounding tents began to move. More animals gathered from everywhere and began to move towards the pasture not far away.
Butcha got on an old horse, and his wife hung a cloth bag next to the saddle. It was Bucha's food and drink today.
Waving to his wife, Bucha patted the old horse on the butt, and the old horse walked forward leisurely.
We are all old friends and have known each other for a long time.
People gathered from time to time along the way, but there were no young people. Most of them were elderly. Occasionally, a few younger people came, but they were all disabled. I saw a few boys in their early teens. Also riding a pony over, the wrinkles on Bucha's face appeared deeper.
Many animals are pregnant with cubs, which is a big deal for herdsmen. At a glance, this year should be a good year. At least the number of livestock will definitely increase a lot, but there is no joy on everyone's face.
The young men in the tribe were all recruited to fight for the emperor.
A total of sixty-eight people left in the small tribe, which was also the total number of people in the tribe that could go on an expedition.
In the past, emperors also recruited soldiers, but they would draw a commission based on the number of people in the tribe. Generally speaking, for a small tribe like Bucha's with less than 100 tents, a dozen or even twenty people would arrive. It's the limit.
But this time, all the people of suitable age were recruited.
Having lived for so long, Bucha naturally has a deeper understanding of the world.
He knows that the occurrence of such a thing only means that the current situation is not good, so those big shots will fish in the lake, regardless of it, and pass this level first.
It would be easy to say if you win, but what if you fail?
Bucha didn’t dare to think about it.
If none of these dozens of young men could come back, Bucha felt that their tribe would soon disappear.
A merchant came here two days ago.
They are the kind of guys who travel across the prairie with three or two horses and some urgently needed supplies for everyone. Most of these people are well-informed and can not only exchange goods for everyone, but also help everyone. Bring news from the outside world.
The businessman said that the flag of the Qin people has been planted over there in Zhending.
Bucha absolutely did not believe this news.
It's true, that's where the emperor is!
When Bucha was young, he followed the old emperor to fight everywhere. The Qin people were not very strong, so how could they possibly defeat Zhending.
But the licensed businessman swore that he was not lying. He had traveled far and wide and had been outside the customs. How could he mistake the black flag of the Qin people? Originally, he wanted to go to Zhending to replenish supplies, but after seeing the black Qin people's flag, he did not dare to go in.
This also leads to the fact that his current goods are very few and very expensive.
The licensed merchant left in a hurry, but the news he brought made Bucha panic.
My two sons are both included in this expedition. I heard that they will follow the emperor to attack Qingtongxia City.
Of course Bucha knows about Qingtongxia City. He fought there when he was young.
But if even Zhending is occupied by the Qin people now, can the soldiers who went on the expedition come back?
Can my son come back?
He was worried.
The sixty-eight athletes in the tribe all went to Qingtongxia City. If none of them could come back...
I dare not think!
Countless cattle, sheep and horses gathered together, and the herders also slowly gathered together. Looking at the old faces with ravines and crisscrossing ravines, Bucha felt as if there were a hundred ants crawling in his heart. Crawling here and there, worried but trying to comfort these people by pretending that nothing is wrong.
You must come back!
Even if there are fewer people coming back, it would be better!
Bucha prayed in his heart.
The rapid sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance. Bucha stood up and looked at the way he came. The next moment, his eyes widened. Although they were far away, the figure itself was extremely powerful. I am very familiar with my eldest son, the person I have been dreaming about in my dreams for a while.
"Bucha, it's your Dejun, he's back!" Someone next to him shouted: "Are they back? Is the war over?"
Bucha swallowed He spat and didn't answer.
The war is over and my son is back. This is a happy event, but I don’t know how many people have come back. When I went out, there were sixty-eight children!
Dejun's riding skills are quite good. When he saw Bucha and his party, he immediately reined in his horse. Before the horse stopped, he trotted for a distance, relieved of the forward momentum, and then It happened to stop in front of Bucha.
"Ada, we are back!" Dejun said loudly.
"Dejun, is my Luo Jie back?" An old man beside him asked loudly.
“Back, back!”
"Where is my Cumbia?"
"Where is my Ted?"
A group of people gathered around Dejun.
Dejun raised his hands high and said loudly: "Everyone, listen to me, let's all come back. All the sixty-eight brothers in our clan are back, not one is missing!"
The grassland suddenly started to boil, and everyone was laughing, jumping and shouting.
A large-scale recruitment like this must be a big war. No one expected that 68 people would come back after the 68 people left. They just hoped that among the people who came back, there would be their own relatives.
"Dejun, did we win the battle? How much loot did everyone bring back?"
Since everyone came back intact, we must have won the battle, since If you win, there should be countless trophies. This is the experience of these old people over the years.
Hearing this, Dejun's face became embarrassed, and he was speechless.
Seeing this appearance, Bucha knew that something was going on, and he said back: "Go back first, and then talk about it first!"
So everyone forgot about the trophies. In any case, it was a good thing that the relatives were back.
(End of this chapter)