"Main God! These savages really are born of wild boars! Whatever they see, they want to bite it first, not afraid at all of stabbing their throats!"
"Haaha! Ancestor! As long as they can snatch good things, they don't care if people die! You should know, to our tribe, the wild boar is a brave and fierce totem! At least, far braver than a cunning wolf pack!..."
The setting sun sank, and the Longships turned their prows, following the surging waters of the Heilongjiang as they sped swiftly toward the great river's lower reaches. The dark forests on either side were like the fleet's backdrop, like a vast, misty ink-wash landscape. And the many tribes nurtured by this broad northern sea of forest were also like this deep-colored "Heilongjiang," coldly rising and sinking amid the reality of survival and death.
"Awooo!~ Awoo-roar!~"
The sun set and the moon rose. In the wind of September, there was already a trace of autumn. The roars of wild beasts came from the depths of the forest sea, mingled with the shouts of men and dogs. The cold season was drawing ever nearer, and the beasts in the jungle had begun their last hunts and frenzy before winter. Of course, the fiercest overlords of the forest would always be the forest savages. And the most brutal slaughter would only ever happen between human tribes...
"Main God bear witness! These savage tribes along the great river badly need ironware, salt, and grain! They are poor, brave, and good at war, excellent targets for the Kingdom to trade with and recruit!..."
"It's just that trading with these savage tribes and opening up this mighty great river is not that easy! Even with helpers like the Maha Tribe, we must stay careful at every moment, and maintain