They’re dead, all of them.Sif’s heart pounded violently.She squeezed her horse’s flanks with all her might, and the warhorse galloped across the icy snowfield, its hooves kicking up a cloud of white dust.The sounds of battle echoed in the night, the howls of hounds accompanied by the screams of warriors.Why? Why did it turn out like this?!Just a few days ago, she was sitting in a warm tent, listening to her father recount the tribe’s glory, her brothers laughing and playing, and her mother gently tidying her hair.She had originally thought that in the future, she would be like her father, leading her people to conquer the snowfield.But that one banquet completely destroyed everything.Her father, Harold Frostmane, suddenly collapsed at the feast, convulsing and letting out painful roars, dying before everyone’s eyes.In the following days, her mother, brothers, and sisters died one after another.Either executed, or dying from inexplicable “accidents.”Their heads were hung on stone pillars, blood dripping onto the white snow, a glaring red.Her mind still echoed with the words her brother Siegel had just spoken.“Sif, listen.” Siegel gripped her shoulders, his voice urgent: “Run south, and never come back.”She shook her head frantically, her eyes full of tears: “No! Brother, I…”Siegel suddenly grabbed the back of her neck, forcing her to look up at him: “Listen! Run south! Don’t come back! Don’t even think about revenge!”Then, without further ado, Siegel whipped the horse with all his might, then drew his battle-axe and turned to face the pursuers.“Hmph!” he growled, his Boiling Blood.His eyes turned Red Tide, the totem on his body suddenly lit up, his muscles swelled like rocks, and he became like a berserk God of War.Boiling Blood Berserker!At the cost of his life, he burned his own blood in exchange for temporary invincibility!“Come on, you scumbags! Let’s go to hell together!”He laughed wildly, raising his great axe to meet the enemies surging from the darkness.Sif’s heart felt as if it were being torn apart; she wanted to rush up and fight alongside her brother, but the warhorse had already carried her galloping south.The chill had not yet completely receded, and the river on the west side of Red Tide Territory still carried the icy breath of winter.Every spring and autumn, this river would welcome migrating fish schools.They swim upstream to spawn in the shallow shoals, and after the fry hatch, they return to deeper waters with the current.The indigenous people have known this natural law since ancient times, but their fishing methods are still stuck in the stage of spearing fish with wooden forks and scooping fish with bamboo baskets.So, although they could barely fill their stomachs, compared to the true potential of this river, it was merely a drop in the bucket.Thus, under Louis’s command, one hundred fishermen set off for the riverbank to begin organized fishery construction plans.They simply built a temporary pier with wooden stakes and stones.Carpenters were also summoned, leading the fishermen to work day and night to build fishing boats.They worked tirelessly, finally building ten fishing boats that could be launched for operation within two weeks, preparing for the future fish Red Tide.The fisheries here underwent earth-shattering changes in these two weeks.But no one expected their first large-scale fishing operation to come so quickly.The reason was that Louis received an important piece of intelligence yesterday from the Daily Intelligence System:【1: Tomorrow, the river on the west side of Red Tide Territory will welcome a large number of fish schools.】This news excited him greatly, and he immediately ordered: “All fishermen assemble at the riverbank pier, prepare for full-scale fishing.”So the next day, the riverbank was bustling with people, and one hundred fishermen stood in neat rows, awaiting their lord’s command.On the crude but already somewhat established wooden pier, Lord Louis stood on a high platform, surveying the crowd:“Everyone! Today we will usher in Red Tide Territory’s first large-scale fishing operation!Do you remember how desolate this place was a month ago? But look now, we have boats, we have fishing nets, we have a pier—this is all the result of your hard work.We will no longer just wait for fate’s handouts; instead, we will use our own hands to control our future!And today, everything is ready; we only need to reach out and take it, and we will let everyone in Red Tide Territory know that the days of hunger are over!May we return with a full load!”The fishermen were ignited by Louis’s words, raising their nets and harpoons in unison and shouting: “Return with a full load!”However, a hint of indescribable anxiety appeared in the eyes of Luke, the fishery official beside Louis.“Will there really be fish?”Over the past month, Louis’s judgments had been proven correct again and again by facts, forcing Luke and everyone else to be convinced.But the problem was, this was fishing!Fishing relies heavily on luck; even the most experienced fishermen find it difficult to predict exactly which day will be a big harvest and which day might result in empty nets.He was somewhat surprised when he received Louis’s notification yesterday.Why was His Lordship so certain that there would be a large harvest today?What if there wasn’t?If the harvest in the river today was not much, that inspiring speech just now would become a joke.Moreover, the fishermen had prepared with high hopes for half a month, only to get nothing.It would be a minor issue if the fishermen’s morale was affected, but most importantly, would the lord become enraged because of it?What would he do then?Would His Lordship strip him naked and throw him into the river as bait?Luke secretly glanced at Louis, finding that the latter was not flustered at all.He stood there with a faint smile on his face, as if he had already seen ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) the surging fish schools in the river.“Is this the lord’s composure…” Luke was somewhat lost in thought.Just then, Louis interrupted Luke’s wild thoughts: “Is everything ready?”“It’s ready,” Luke quickly replied.Louis nodded: “Then begin.”Luke took a deep breath, stood on the high platform, and loudly issued the command: “Brothers, proceed as planned!”The fishermen had been waiting for a long time and began to divide their labor.According to Louis’s plan, today’s fishing operation would be divided into three groups to ensure maximum fishing efficiency.The first group was the main force, consisting of ten fishing boats.The fishermen skillfully operated the boats, deploying the seine nets in the middle of the river channel, forming a colossal net barrier.The second group was the small fishing group.With relatively fewer people, they were responsible for casting nets in the shallow waters along the bank, catching fish schools close to the shore.The fishermen operated skillfully, quickly throwing the fishing nets into the water, the mesh size just right for catching smaller fish.The third group was a team utilizing traditional fishing tools.They held fishing spears, quickly probing the water, and once a fish school was spotted, they swiftly threw their spears with force, catching the fleeing fish.Some fishermen also set traps along the bank.These simple but effective tools could effectively catch some fish that were unwilling to approach the fishing nets, further supplementing the catch.

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