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    Chapter 140: The Enemy Is Coming

    The worst situation has yet to emerge.

    Although Shennong valued his own lifespan, he also valued his tribe. After all, he was an old turtle who had lived for a long time. He seemed to be incompetent when he seemed to let the Yunchuan tribe develop freely. However, when the rice was harvested, he  Still showed up on time.

    Not only did he come, he also brought Xuanyuan and Chiyou.

    Xing Tian didn't come. After all, he made the oath. As long as he doesn't come, he is keeping the oath.

    Don't look at them as savages, things like this have been played smoothly.

    The soldiers went to the watchtowers and walls, and the women, led by Yun Chuan, were still working hard to harvest the ears of rice.

    The elephant, carrying a heavy plowshare on its back, has separated the harvested rice fields from the unharvested rice fields with furrows.

    This was Yun Chuan's last defense. If these robbers entered the fence, he was going to set the straw on fire. Moreover, outside the rice field, Yun Chuan had piled up a lot of branches and dead grass.

    If this flame can't stop these people, he is going to burn all the rice fields here, and then take the tribe back to Peach Blossom Island, and use the advantage of the location to torture these robbers to death.

    There was no way, Yun Chuan felt that he had tried his best.

    The diplomacy that has been worked so hard in the past is useless in the face of actual interests. After the diplomacy has reached the extreme, the next step is to see the performance of the Kumokawabe on the battlefield.

    At this time, the enemy has not yet approached. Looking at the direction of the smoke column, when those people approach, it will probably be evening soon.

    It has been calculated a long time ago that after harvesting the 5,000 mu of rice, the whole family needs to work hard for two days and two nights. These days are just when the moon is bright, and the effect of working at night may be better.

    Yun Chuan straightened up, looked at those clansmen who were working naked under the sun, and couldn't help feeling sad from his heart.

    He was very sure that he and his clansmen did not do anything harmful to those three tribes. He and his clansmen only wanted to eat enough, clothe themselves warmly, and create a safe space for themselves.

    Is it really a sin to eat and clothe yourself through your own labor?

    Abu is here.

    "There are also signs of enemies in the outer city on the other side. The cold arrows and ignited fires fired by those wandering savages will not stop them for a long time."

    "Summer is scorching hot, it hasn't rained for more than ten days, and the grass and trees are dry, then light the black pine forest! Light the barren grassland at the junction with Chiyou tribe, and I will also light the grassland on the river plain here. In short, I want this  The world is on fire."

    While Yunchuan's hands were quickly harvesting the ears of rice, his mouth issued a series of vicious orders.  When they burned the territory of Yunchuan, they were preparing for this day. They thought that Xuanyuan, Chiyou, and Xingtian would understand, but none of these fools understood Yunchuan's good intentions. Now it's all right, in this vegetation  In the era of prosperity, Yunchuan could enjoy being Zhuge Liang who commanded the Battle of Bowangpo.

    When burning Yunchuan, the weather was not so dry. At that time, the grass and trees were very humid and it was not easy to burn. Yunchuan spent a lot of effort to burn a barrier for himself.

    It is different now, the sun has been shining violently for half a month, many grasses are dead, many trees are withered, and many pine trees secrete a lot of pine oil, if a fire is lit now, it is easy to form a prairie fire  trend.

    A Bu turned around and was about to leave, but Yun Chuan stopped A Bu again.

    "Let those savages who want to join our tribe do it, and we will not do it if we can do it.

    Even though we are enemies today, tomorrow we might become friends again. There are only so many people here, each of whom seems to be independent, but actually depends on each other to survive. Things can be done, but favors cannot be done.

    After the fire starts, remember to inform the Xuanyuan and Chi You tribes who came to trouble us and tell them¡ªit¡¯s on fire.  "

    After Abu left, Yunchuan was still nervously harvesting the ears of rice.

    The ears of rice were still a little moist, and it was warm and cool on his arms. There was a lot of accumulation, and Yun Chuan hugged the ears of rice like holding a baby.

    The wolf smoke in the distance is still rising, and the distance is getting closer and closer, but the wolf smoke is soon covered by a thicker smoke.

    Yun Chuan put the ears of rice in his hand into the murloc Chiling's basket and asked Chiling.

    "Do we have enough people left in the river?"

    Chiling looked towards the river, nodded and said, "Ten on the left and twenty on the right. There are hand saws and iron spikes. My mother has gone into the water."

    Yunchuan nodded.The hard days of the world.  "

    "Why?"

    "Because, if we live well and they live poorly, doesn't that prove that they are a bunch of idiots?"

    "Idiots are idiots, it's not a big deal, patriarch, you often call me a fool, I don't think it's a big deal."

    Kuafu was very nervous, so he talked more than usual.

    "People are different. You think you're an idiot. So, when you see smart people doing better than you, you just envy them. They're different. If everyone knows they're idiots  , they will die."

    The sun set while Yunchuan and Kuafu were chatting without saying a word, and the fire on the Pingshang grassland was still burning, but, like the setting sun, it could not last long.

    A golden thread is like a fire line, and a gap has gradually appeared. Some people have crossed the fire line from the gap and started to press towards the watchtower.

    Yun Chuan was sitting on the watchtower, looking at these dark people in the afterglow of the sky, they seemed to be in a hurry.
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