True Martial World

Jiang Xiaorou does not doubt it, and Yi Yun tells a lot about the different worlds.

Originally Yi Yun thought that this might be a world dominated by Wu, but after listening to Jiang Xiaorou's description, Yi Yun found that he still underestimated the position of force in this world.

To be exact, it is a world where Wu is alive.

In this world, human beings have their own cities and camps, while the wilderness is the world of beasts and wild animals.

Whether human beings are farming or hunting, they may be attacked by beasts and wild animals. Because these horrible behemoths compress the scope of human activities, the materials are very scarce for the people at the bottom.

For a camp, a city, a high-ranking warrior is the lifeline!

Without the shelter of high-ranking soldiers, camps, residents of the city, are likely to be slaughtered by wild animals overnight.

The tribes where Yi Yun and Jiang Xiaorou are located are unfortunately a small tribe without high-ranking fighters.

The entire tribe is tumultuous and may be destroyed at any time.

Because the strength is too weak, the food that this small tribe can produce and collect is very limited. They can't support themselves. They can only rely on the weapons of the tribes in big cities, such as arrows and armor, to some food and beasts. Meat, so that can survive.

The arrow that Jiang Xiaorou made, the material was shipped by the big tribe, she was only responsible for processing.

"Yun, you go into the house to sleep, tomorrow I can use these arrows to change a lot of food, but also to change a piece of wild animal meat, do you still remember the wild beast? That is the most powerful beast, only a large tribe can Hunting, eating a piece of meat, can grow a lot of strength! If you eat for a long time, you will soon become a warrior!"

Jiang Xiaorou said, some fascination, if the younger brother can also become a warrior, then how good.

It is a pity that they have a chance to eat a bad animal meat in a few months. It is a luxury to become a soldier.

In the big tribes, the young people eat the wild animal meat, but in fact, the wild animal meat is not precious in the big tribe. Although the wild beast is difficult to hunt, there are ten big wild animals. A few meters long, tens of thousands of pounds, its meat is enough for ten people to eat for a few years.

For the pride of the great tribes, the wild animal meat is eaten by the inferior, and they eat the bones of the wild animal, that is, the bones of the wild.

The essence of the wild beast is in the bones of the wild, a huge skeleton of the wild beast. After special refining, it can refine the essence of the soy bean.

This ridiculous essence can help the warrior break through the realm, as well as open the meridians, stimulate the blood and other benefits, it is simply what the military dreams of.

Of course, the essence of the bones is equivalent to the legend of the poor people of the lower tribes such as Jiang Xiaorou and Yi Yun.

It’s hard to say that it’s rare, even if you get a piece of bone, you want to make it into the essence, but you need a lot of means, many secrets, the average person is very difficult to control success.

"Abandoned beast meat, wild bone essence..."

Yi Yun muttered to himself, he heard the term from Jiang Xiaorou's mouth, and some of the strange Jiang Xiaorou's insights were so extensive.

......

Nothing in the night, the next morning, Yi Yun got up early, he was not awake, but hungry.

After not eating for a few days, I drank some porridge. Yi Yun’s hunger can be imagined.

"Little Sister!"

Now Yi Yun called her sister also used to get used to it. In yesterday's chat with Jiang Xiaorou, Yi Yun knew that his former custom called Jiang Xiaorou was called "Little Sister".

"Hey... little soft sister, how are you..."

Yi Yun’s heart was a glimpse. He saw Jiang Xiaorou’s clothes stained with heavy dew, and her original watery eyes were bloodshot and extremely exhausting.

Looking at the two bundles of arrows held in Jiang Xiaorou's arms, how can Yi Yun still not see, Jiang Xiaorou is basically not sleeping all night, has been working hard to make arrows!

The family is poor, can't afford the oil lamp, Jiang Xiaorou's glimmer of fireflies from the worm's grass, and the moonlight on that day. Under such difficult conditions, all the arrows are made, and the damage to the body can be imagined. .

Jiang Xiaorou smiled. "Yun, before you fell, I have been taking care of you. I was busy for the first two days to bury you, worship, and have no time to make arrows. Today is the day to change food. If you don't work, do more. One point, our sisters and brothers can't eat any more. I am going to give you a stew of wild animal meat today!"

During the speech, Jiang Xiaorou loved the pity and touched Yi Yun’s head.

Yi Yun looked a glimpse, did not know what to say, he looked at Jiang Xiaorou's tarpaulin, carefully wrapped the two bundles of arrows, the eyes are full of joy and satisfaction.

Yi Yun spit out a heavy breath, he made a slight fist, and made up his mind, in any case, let the care of his sister live a good life.

"Go, let's change the grain!"

Jiang Xiaorou took Yi Yun, holding two bundles of heavy arrows, and looked forward to the grain-changing field where the grain was changed.

A lot of people have gathered here.

The most striking thing is a Jinpao man on the high platform.

He was about twenty-five and five years old. He was sitting on a large animal skin chair with a golden sword and a well-made sword hanging around his waist.

At this time, the Jinpao man was scanning his busy sufferings with his lazy eyes.

These people carry a bundle of carrying arrows and a well-made leather armor. Each one is carried, and there is a person who looks like a master.

At the side of the Jinpao man, there was still a well-dressed yellow shirt old man. He was full of faces and his face was full of charming colors.

"Tao Daren, this time, the weapon is soft, are you satisfied?"

The old man bowed his knees and the pleats on his face were crowded together.

The Jinpao man glanced at the old man and snorted in his nose, which was an answer.

Although the Jinpao man is very proud, but the old man does not dare to show a little dissatisfaction, still full of faces.

This Tao Daren is the messenger of the big tribe, responsible for collecting weapons. Although Tao Daren may not mix well in his tribe, he will not be sent to do such errands, but for the yellow shirt old man. The other side is a big man.

Jiang Xiaorou also handed in the two bundles of arrows she made, in exchange for two small wooden cards.

Holding two wooden cards, Jiang Xiaorou's face is reddish, the small hand is tight, and the palms are slightly sweaty. This wooden card is the ration of her brother.

After a quarter of an hour, all the weapons and soft armor were loaded onto the big cart, and the horses with the horns on both heads pulled the car away.

Tao Daren lazily glanced at the books, and people moved a big wooden box from the car and threw it in front of the old man in the yellow shirt, and left with the entourage.

The old man in the yellow shirt was full of faces and smiled. He sent the Tao Daren to leave, and then he stood up, and the smile on his face converges, changing to a majestic color.

The people of the tribe have long been looking forward to it. "The patriarch, let's divide the grain."

"Yeah, we haven't seen the meat for months!"

Some half-size sons have begun to sip, and they are waiting to receive food and meat and go home to fill their stomachs.

"Quiet a quiet!" The old man in the yellow shirt pressed his hand and indicated that everyone was quiet. Yi Yun didn't think that this old guy who didn't seem to have a bit of bones was actually the patriarch of the tribe.

"Since everyone is so anxious, let's make food first!"

When the voice fell, several strong men couldn't wait to come forward, rushing the oxcart, pulling the grain out of the storeroom, and the grain bags soon piled up into small piles.

"No, patriarch, how is this food so little!"

"Yeah, it's often a lot more than this! And why don't you see the beast?"

There are a lot of people picking up, they have surrendered more weapons than usual, but they get very little, not only less than half of the food, but even the long-awaited meat is gone.

"The Huoyun tribe is so deceiving, do they take this to send us?"

"The patriarch, what the **** is going on!"

Seeing the more fierce and fierce below, the old man in the yellow shirt snorted. "Give me shut up! This matter, I will explain it for a while, now divide the grain! Give the wooden sign, how much is the food!"

When the old man in the yellow shirt spoke, an imposing faint exude came out, and many dissatisfied people suddenly shut up.

This yellow shirt is a warrior.

Although he is a low-ranking warrior, it is actually the pillar of the tribe. Usually, few people dare to disobey him.

"Warriors prepare for the camp, first receive the grain!"

The old man in the yellow shirt waved his hand and a group of men wearing animal skins came forward. These men were 15 to 6 years old and 30 to 40 years old. Without exception, they were all physically strong and their muscles were obvious. At first glance, it is to practice the family.

These people are members of the warrior reserve camp and the hope of the tribe. The warriors in the warrior reserve camp are all those who have good physical fitness. They train from an early age. They don’t plant land or engage in production except for occasional hunting. Production activities such as arrows and soft armor.

However, the good meat and good food in the tribe will give priority to the soldiers to prepare for the camp, because once they have a high-ranking warrior, it is a fortune for the tribe.

Not to mention the asylum role of high-ranking fighters to the tribes, just to say their production capacity, high-ranking fighters have been strong enough to go into the wilderness to hunt, once they hit a few large beasts, it is enough for the entire tribe to eat for several days. !

It is no exaggeration to say that a high-ranking warrior can support a small tribe!

There are dozens of people in the warrior reserve camp. They are not engaged in production. Naturally, there is no wooden sign, but everyone has resisted a large bag of food.

The grain bags that were originally few were gone to one-fifth, but the people who did not receive food were dozens of times more than the soldiers’ reserve camp.

As a result, many people are destined to go hungry.

Beside Yi Yun, Jiang Xiaolu suddenly clenched the wooden sign in his hand, his face was pale, and if he could not receive food, how could their days pass.

The tribes are all silent, and the foods received by the soldiers’ reserve camp members are not much smaller than before. If this is going on, it will definitely not be enough.

"There is a man who has a family, come to collect food!"

The old man in the yellow shirt once again gave orders. In this world, the use of force is the life. In addition to the soldiers’ reserve camp, other men are also divided into threes and sixs.

The simple test method is that the man who can lift the three hundred pounds of stone locks is the first-class male!

Further down, the lighter the stone lock that can be lifted, the lower the rating is naturally.

A family with a male man, a little relieved, rushed to pick up the grain, the wooden sign is just a reference at this time, the food that these families received, a lot less than usual, but finally received.

These families were originally richer. They usually had surplus food at home, so they would be struggling in the future, but they would not be able to survive.

"There are second-class men in the family, come to collect food!"

The old man in the yellow shirt opened his mouth again. Compared with the humble knees of the "Tao Gongzi" before, the old-fashioned yellow-shirt old man at this time was simply a judge.

The second-class male Ding, who can lift two hundred and fifty pounds of stone locks, has received a lot of food.

The number of grain bags decreased rapidly. For every one grain bag, Jiang Xiaorou’s face was white. She held the wooden sign in her hand and the palms were all cold sweat.

This is not a problem with a few bags of food. This is a big thing about life. Without food, they will starve to death!

Originally, she had great hopes for this grain issue. She not only wanted to receive food, but also wanted to bring a piece of animal meat to Yi Yun to cook it, but now, even ordinary food is gone.

"There are third-class men in the family, come to receive food!"

With less and less food, Jiang Xiaorou has already held his breath.

The old man in the yellow shirt also frowned. The food is too much. Many people can't get it. In the next few months, someone is destined to starve to death.

However, for the benefit of the tribes, in order to go to the opportunity of the squid to jump to the gantry, the old man of the yellow shirt can only succumb to the heart and sacrifice some weak people.

In the tribe, it is common for people to die of starvation and death. The harsh living environment makes the average life expectancy here short.

"The rest of the people, come and collect the food."

The voice of the old man in the yellow shirt just fell, and suddenly a group of people grabbed it, and Jiang Xiaorou screamed and was directly overthrown by the surging crowd.

She slammed her body, but she still slammed the wooden sign in her hand, as if the wooden sign was her sustenance, which would bring hope to her.

"Little Sister."

Seeing Jiang Xiaorou helplessly fell to the ground, Yi Yun did not know where to come from, crowded out the crowd and pulled Jiang Xiaorou up.

"Little sister, you are fine."

Yi Yun is nervous, and if he falls down in the crowd, it will be dead.

Jiang Xiaorou holds the hand of Yi Yun, and his heart is full of helplessness...

"What are you squeezing, give me honest!"

The old man in the yellow shirt screamed, and his voice seemed to be filled with some kind of energy, so that the people who had swarmed up were quiet.

"Arrange the team, come one by one!"

The old man in the yellow shirt has a strong voice. No one in the field dares to disobey him. He must know that he has absolute strength and is in charge of the rules. Whoever does not obey his orders, it is impossible for him to kill on the spot.

People began to line up to receive food, even if the food given to each family was pitiful this time, but after all, there were many people, and after a while, the food was finished.

Jiang Xiaorou’s heart sank and there was no food. They simply could not support it.

"Wang Hao, take a few people, to take out the reserve grain of the tribal warehouse." The old man of the yellow shirt said to a strong man around him.

This brave man named Wang Hao is the family of the old man of the yellow shirt.

"Yes, patriarch."

Wang Hao strode away, and soon he pushed a small car and took down a few bags of food. These foods were the tribe's grain, but all were coarse grains.

On the earth, eating whole grains means multivitamins, which means health.

But in this different world, it is not the case at all.

The whole grain is the last time the grain mill is left. It is mixed with wheat bran. The food made with coarse grains has a hard taste and it is difficult to swallow.

And coarse grains mean low calories, not only bad digestion, but also provide less energy, ** grain a pound, equal to eating two pounds of coarse grains.

Although it is coarse grains, it is better than nothing. People have to accept the food to receive the food. Everyone receives very little food. Jiang Xiaorou was originally in the end. When it was her turn, there was not much coarse grain.

She handed in two wooden cards that had been drenched with sweat, but only received two bags of coarse grain of slap size. Even if she and Yi Yun had wheat bran porridge every day, they could only eat for ten days.

Jiang Xiaorou completely stunned and held the light grain bag in his hand, unable to accept this result.

The younger brother has just come alive, are they going to starve together?

"You are still staying here, don't block the road!"

The man in charge of food production said impatiently that he wanted Jiang Xiaorou to leave quickly.

Jiang Xiaorou felt angry, and she worked hard all night to make an arrow, only to get a little bit of food. Although she is a weak woman, at this time, she bit her teeth and face a group of strong men who symbolize the tribal rule.

"Why are so few, I handed two bundles of arrows, but not only a little fine grain was not received, even if it is coarse grains, it is far less than the usual 10%!"

The man responsible for the grain smashed, and did not seem to think that this little girl had the courage to question him.

"I still don't know the rules! You are a child, and you are a girl. You don't even have a man at home. It's so much to use so much food. It's a waste to eat too much!"

In this world, the small tribe is patriarchal.

In the big tribes, there are all kinds of wild animal meats, and even the essence of the bones is supplied. There is not much difference between the men and women. The female masters are no more than men.

However, in the small tribe, the innate advantage of men's physical strength over women is an insurmountable sulcus. Few women can physically compare men.

Being discriminated against, Jiang Xiaorou’s heart is even more angry. “Who said that there is no male in my family! I have the same man in Jiang Xiaorou’s home!”

Jiang Xiaorou said, grabbed Yi Yun’s hand and stood with Yi Yun!