Back Off, Let Me Come

"Oh my god..."

Even Bai Su has killed many enemies, but he always strives to kill them with one blow. Those who can be killed with one sword will never use the second blow. After all, in a place like the battlefield where murderous intent abounds, those who survive are often not so much capable but lucky enough.

In one breath, you cut down the enemy, and in the next breath, you may be stabbed in the heart by another enemy from behind.

Therefore, Bai Su's feelings are not deep.

But until she saw these refugees swarming up with red eyes in order to fight for food, and brutally killing the tribesmen who were guarding the granary, there was no hesitation at all... She didn't know where to start.

Lin Feng was also shocked by this brutal scene.

But what she cared about more was the slave boy.

It was obvious that this guy was a skilled practitioner, with good skills. Even though he was wielding crude weapons, he was still able to do it with ease, letting the enemy's blood spill on him without any disturbance in his expression. Lin Feng's eyes darkened, and he compared them in his mind.

This battle was won earlier than expected.

Lin Feng also arranged for young slaves to participate in post-war collection work, and cut off the ears of those who met the requirements.

At this time, the slave boy finally reacted.

"They are all dead, what do you want their ears for?"

Lin Feng asked back: "I heard that Shiwu Chunhunting has a tradition passed down from generation to generation. Each warrior will select the most beautiful head among his trophies and make it into a urine-carrying horse, also known as 'Human pot'?"

"No, some tribes in Shiwu still have the custom of competing for 'Human Pots'... Whoever has the best 'Human Pot' will be rewarded with half a sheep..." Without waiting for the slave boy's response, he seemed to have learned from the blood. Xu Quan, who had swam in the sea, came over on horseback with a hearty smile on his face, but the words he spoke made people shudder. Some nearby soldiers even cast hateful looks after hearing this.

Xu Quan controlled the war horse and stopped in front of the slave boy: "The ears are fried, and they can be eaten with wine and food."

The slave boy's expression changed for a moment.

It is not easy to be noticed by hiding the filth on his face.

Lin Feng picked up the scabbard of the sword and hit Xu Quan on the shoulder angrily: "What the hell are you talking about? You are the only one in the whole camp who has this habit." Her strength was not heavy at all, but Xu Quan felt as if his arm was broken. He started wailing.

"Sister Lingde is so cruel...hand, hand, hand, hand is broken...Oh, hey, are you still beating me?"

Seeing that Lin Feng still wanted to fight, Xu Quan clamped his legs tightly on the horse's belly, tilted his head and dodged with a smile, begging for mercy while hiding.

"Yes, yes, I said it..."

The oil on Xu Quan's soles slipped quickly.

Lin Feng was so angry that he pouted unconsciously.

Shen Tang and others harvested the spoils of war and got closer to the KPI. A group of refugees harvested all the tribe's grain reserves.

When cartloads of grain were transported back to the valley, men, women, old and young all cheered. Half of the refugees knelt devoutly beside the grain, kissing the cold earth constantly, murmuring words of gratitude to their ancestors for the gift of the Golden Crow, and their turbid hot tears kept falling.

Looking at this scene, Shen Tang only felt magical.

But I caught something vaguely.

Gu Chi stood not far from her with a horrified look.

Shen Tang didn't catch it, but he was startled by the fleeting voice in his heart. Before he could speak, Shen Tang said: "Wang Chao, if we can educate Shiwu, we might be able to fundamentally divide them. This might be more effective than sowing discord everywhere. many."

These refugees would obey her because of the food.

Naturally, he will also be recruited by Shiwu because of food.

We have just seen that as long as the food supply is enough, they will attack their compatriots more severely than their enemies.

Gu Chi vaguely felt that his lord's plan was a bit crazy, but it was difficult to say it directly in this situation. Jiang Sheng's attention was attracted by the riddle the two played, and he cast a suspicious look: "It's not easy to educate them, Shiwu We are located in the most remote part of the western border of the mainland, and it is difficult to obtain food. Survival is a problem, so how can we have the extra time to accept the teachings of saints and be dedicated to doing good?"

It’s not like no one has thought about civilizing alien races.

But the result is that Roubaozi beats the dog and never comes back.

Shiwu's biggest trouble is the unstable access to food. He can only rely on plundering various places to sustain himself, which is not a long-term solution. But migrating them in batches from the Shiwu area and integrating them bit by bit is not a day's work.

If you are not careful, you may attract a wolf into your house.

Provide food to Shiwu for a long time?

It is equivalent to using food to buy border peace.

This is humiliating for all countries.

Shen Tang shook his head: "That's not what I meant. I just suddenly thought of the origin of the name Shiwu."

The Shiwu clan was not originally called Shiwu.

Because the Thief Star records that there were ten days in the sky, which were ten Golden Crows. And because the Golden Crow rises in the east and sets in the west, it is believed that this is the westernmost point of the continent and the residence of Shiwu. The people who grew up on this land were naturally descendants of the Golden Crow.

Therefore, it is called "Shiwu". Most Shiwu tribes use golden crows or similar birds and beasts as tribal totems.

Shen Tang said: "The so-called 'descendants of the Golden Crow' are mostly the nobles of the Ten Crows who put themselves forward, and the common people at the bottom of the tribe only heard about it and knew about the existence of such an 'ancestor' from their ancestors. But what kind of person and temperament did the 'ancestor' have? How, what are the rules of conduct, what great achievements are there, I am afraid no one in Shiwu can tell the reason... Isn't this a pity? "

Jiang Sheng: "..."

You can know the elegant meaning of a string song by hearing it, and you can know the wishful thinking of your master's words if you think about it for a while.

The Shiwu Royal Court did not promote the "Golden Crow Ancestor" in a big way, so it would be up to outsiders like them to help.

Jiang Sheng: "What my lord said is absolutely true. The Golden Crow Ze is controlled by the earth and controls the cycle of the four seasons and gives birth to all things. Their descendants should naturally know what their ancestors are like and imitate their ancestors in order to avoid losing their reputation. However, the descendants rely on looting and burning. Killing for a living is depressing!"

From the time when I was on the verge of making a fool of myself, the outside world responded with ridicule, and no one recognized me.

But their lord Shen Tang respects them very much.

Not only did he admit that Shiwu had the ancestor "Golden Crow", he also prepared to let these unscrupulous descendants have a glimpse of the ancestor's style.

well--

Where can I find such a good neighbor?

Since it is common for Shiwu to plunder, the Golden Crow who has been devastated by the earth should be selfless, kind, fair and honest.

The fact that the ancestors had not manifested their spirits before did not mean that they did not exist, but that the descendants were too dissatisfied and went astray, which made them angry. Only by following the ancestors and eradicating the heretics who betrayed the bloodline in the clan can the ancestors truly calm down.

Why is there so little food in Shiwu?

The people of the Shiwu tribe are descendants of the Golden Crow, descendants of gods!

How could the land be barren?

If it is barren, what is the explanation for so many precious mineral veins?

The only explanation——

There is a traitor among them, someone has gone astray!

Who takes a detour?

Naturally, he is someone who has occupied the rich pastures of countless tribes for his own selfish desires, leaving the refugees homeless and without land to graze!

Solution?

Eradicate them!

When Shiwu unites as one, a miracle will come!

Shen Tang smiled and said: "Wangchao, do you think so?"

Gu Chi said: "Of course."

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In the blink of an eye, it’s the 29th again, and the monthly pass will expire again today and tomorrow...

Hey, hey, do you know what mushrooms mean?

wink~~~