Chapter 15: First Nation! The title of god of Jiang Fan!
Jiang Fan taught Desolate a lot of basic knowledge. These were familiar common sense. But in this primitive tribe, it’s unheard of!
Bear the humiliation. This iwas the first lesson Jiang Fan taught Desolate.
Expand the population and train the army. This was the second lesson.
“Army? What is this?” asked Desolate in confusion.
“How did your tribe defeat that giant saber-toothed tiger the other day, teamwork… Army!!” Jiang Fan answered briefly.
Desolate nodded thoughtfully.
Jiang Fan’s teaching was hard to learn. Always listening and rarely asking questions, then only think carefully after class.
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Time was like water, time was like a shuttle. Time passed day by day.
In a blink of an eye, twenty years passed since the two tribes allied.
From a green youth, Desolate grew up to a mature middle-aged man.
After years of teaching, Jiang Fan stopped, leaving Desolate alone in practice.
“Brave men, we bear the humiliation of twenty years, the time has come for revenge.”
The central square of the Desolate Tribe, Desolate stood on the high platform. He gathered all the warriors of the tribe, getting ready to attack the Barbarian tribe!
The past two decades, the Desolate Tribe always submitted to the Barbarian Tribe.
The tribute was average, paid a lot of supplies and women.
Twenty years of peace. And in these 20 years, Desolate has been guided by Jiang Fan.
Agriculture was encouraged. Cultivate wild wheat, rice, potatoes, sweet potatoes, and other plants into crops.
Domesticate wild boars, wild horses, bison, and wolves.
Develop more advanced agricultural tools.
Secretly train soldiers and make weapons!
Improve text and language.
After twenty years of development, the population of the tribe already surpassed the barbarians.
Other aspects were also surpassed.
The day of revenge arrived.
“Desolate! Desolate! Desolate!” The soldiers below were shouting his name.
Twenty years of rule let Desolate’s prestige be higher than ever.