Chapter 915: Envoy Xuanxiao

One could even say that it wasn't until the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods that everyone finally figured out how war should be fought. Therefore, Baifeng was not very anxious about this; as long as his own weapons and equipment were good enough to achieve fire coverage, that was sufficient. As for tactical infiltration, he didn't use it, and others wouldn't know how to either.

What he was worried about now was how to reasonably bring pigeons to the battlefield. It was easy to explain them under normal circumstances, and the people of the Xuanyuan Tribe had basically accepted the rationality of the pigeons' existence, but bringing so many of them to the battlefield was a problem Baifeng really couldn't find a way to explain.

Unless Baifeng exposed the true purpose of the pigeons in advance and let the Xuanyuan Tribe use them for messaging as well, it would be impossible to know the situation on the battlefield in real-time.

If he did that, Huaxia would lose an extremely secretive and efficient means of intelligence transmission, and future intelligence transmission would have an additional uncertain factor—the enemy—besides the birds of prey in the sky.

But if it were fully opened up, at least given the friendly relationship between Huaxia and the Xuanyuan Tribe, the benefits would outweigh the disadvantages. At the very least, the transmission of news would be faster, which could reduce a lot of unnecessary and meaningless long-distance travel.

Baifeng was also very worried. If he could find a way to make the Xuanyuan Tribe unable to raise pigeons, like chickens, restricting them would be fine. But there were many pigeons in the wild; as long as they were tamed, they could be used for messaging because it relied on the pigeons' habit of recognizing their nests and the road.

As long as the Xuanyuan Tribe had the theory, they would definitely find a way to do it. Baifeng dared not underestimate the Xuanyuan Tribe's ability to take action. Therefore, Baifeng was still considering whether to let the pigeons out and whether to bring them this time.

Or perhaps, the Xuanyuan Tribe would be willing to pay a high enough price for this secret.

Xuanxiao came as an envoy of the Xuanyuan Tribe. This time, he brought enough gifts; they were heavy but also simple—meat, meat cured with salt. Their small boats were loaded with two boatloads, at least over a thousand catties. This was truly very precious.

Although the Xuanyuan Tribe had many hunters and could gather a thousand catties just by capturing a few large wild deer or boars if they were willing to hunt in more distant territories, the problem was that the Xuanyuan Tribe had many people. In this era, everyone lacked food, and meat was even more precious. If it were exchanged for grain, the amount of Huaxia grain these meats could be exchanged for would be enormous.

Therefore, when Xuanxiao wobbled off the boat, Yulong, who had gone to greet him, was extremely surprised to learn that the Xuanyuan Tribe had actually given such generous gifts, and he expressed that he would definitely return the favor.

Having been on the boat for a long time without disembarking, and having almost never traveled by boat before, Xuanxiao now had trouble even walking. Coupled with constant seasickness, he couldn't eat anything, so his face looked very pale now.

Although he had guards supporting him, Yulong still had to show his attitude, so he also stepped forward to support Xuanxiao and asked with concern: "What is wrong? You wouldn't be sick, would you? Let's go to our Hospital to take a look first; health is the most important thing."

Xuanxiao said bitterly: "I don't know if this is a sickness, I just feel dizzy and nauseous, I can't sleep, and I feel like I'm swaying every day. Now that I'm walking on the ground, it feels empty and soft."

Once Yulong heard this, he felt much more relieved: "Oh, then it's not a big problem. This is seasickness; you just need to get used to it. Most people get it. It's easier to get dizzy when the wind and waves are high. Now that you've arrived in our Huaxia, you'll be fine after a good rest for two days."

"Good, good, I'll follow your arrangements." Xuanxiao moved forward slowly with the support of the crowd. Even after sitting on the open-top ox cart, he still felt very dizzy, but at least he was on land, which made him feel much more comfortable.

Yulong's original intention was to let Xuanxiao rest for a night and discuss matters tomorrow, but Xuanxiao felt that he should put official business first. The task his father had arranged for him was so important that he had to finish it before he could feel at ease.

Helpless, Yulong could only take the still-unrecovered Xuanxiao to see Baifeng. Baifeng knew that Xuanxiao was also a great future Leader, though not the next Tribal Chief of the Xuanyuan Tribe, but he still gave him enough importance. There was another important reason for this: his own son was still in the Xuanyuan Tribe.

If he wanted others to treat his son well, he had to treat other people's sons well too. With so many people from the Xuanyuan Tribe watching here, if his attitude was too poor or he humiliated Xuanxiao, then Changle would probably have a hard time in the Xuanyuan Tribe.

"Xuanxiao, right? It's your first time coming to our Huaxia, and you've been on the road for so long, you should have a good rest first. Come, sit down and talk." Baifeng appeared very enthusiastic, and a servant hurriedly pulled out a chair for Xuanxiao, signaling him to sit.

Sitting on the solid, non-wobbling chair, Xuanxiao felt that he was already more than half recovered and not so uncomfortable anymore.

"Tribal Chief Baifeng, I came this time with a task arranged by my father. The matter is too important; I must finish it before I can feel at ease."

Baifeng waved his hand, and the servant hurriedly brought a cup of tea to Xuanxiao. At the same time, Baifeng said: "Fine, then take your time. Drink some tea and you'll feel better. Did Qibo bring news back?"

Xuanxiao took a sip of the hot tea; the taste was unexpectedly good. He swallowed a mouthful, paused for a few seconds, and said: "Yes, Qibo brought back news about the Shennong Clan. I will tell you in detail now."

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"Oh, is that so? Then it's about the same as expected, or even a little better. It seems that this war will not be a big problem." The data was unfamiliar to Baifeng, but he already knew the outcome of the war, so he was not at all surprised that the situation was improving in their favor.

"My father has already personally led a team to the Shennong Clan. According to the time, he should be arriving at their territory soon. So, coming here this time is also to urge Huaxia to send Soldiers to participate in the war as soon as possible."

Baifeng was a little stunned: "So fast? And your father went personally. Good, my Soldiers and other things are basically ready. Tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest, I will arrange for them to set off. The weapons provided to your Xuanyuan Tribe will have to wait a bit longer; this is something your father and I had already determined, as our Huaxia needs time to craft them."

However, I think you should leave the day after tomorrow. Rest in our Huaxia for a day tomorrow, look around, and you can go back on our Large Ship the day after tomorrow; it's more comfortable than your small boats."