After hearing Luo Chong outline the direction of future development, everyone felt their blood surge. They were delighted to have an enlightened and highly ambitious Chieftain. To follow the Chieftain's footsteps and lead the Han Tribe toward glory was their lifelong dream and honor.
However, anyone with even a little governing experience could see the Han Tribe's current situation.
The Han Tribe was actually not suited to continue expanding outward at present.
First of all, they had only just conquered Bamboo Island. That war had consumed far too much of the Han Tribe's manpower and material resources. Not only could those resources not be replenished immediately, they also had to continue sending aid to Qiongzhou Island. Take this migration, for example. They could forget about receiving anything in return from Qiongzhou Island in the short term. Simply stabilizing it and firmly keeping it under the Han Tribe's control would take at least several years, perhaps as long as a generation. Luo Chong had absolute confidence that he could completely assimilate the place.
The Han Tribe was already stretched thin in population. As Luo Chong had just pointed out, the Han Tribe had yet to occupy the vast territory between the Eight Commanderies of Hanyang and Tohai Commandery. It was not that they could not occupy it, but that they had no surplus population to migrate there. They had not even finished digesting the food in their own bowl, so they should forget about the rice in someone else's.
Even if they occupied other places, what would it matter?
Send a few soldiers to stand guard and watch them every day?
Without people to develop and cultivate it, that land would be nothing but a useless wasteland!
"Chieftain, we don't have that much population right now! The transportation between Liuyang Commandery