Douglas's dog life was saved in the end, and there was no missing part on his body.

According to Old George's meaning, he was killed directly, and he was a hundred.

Imprisoning an Elementalist is not the same as imprisoning a group of human warriors.

Human warriors are useless to double the number even more, tribal warriors beating them are like kicking Chihuahuas, there is no difference between one Chihuahua and two Chihuahuas, and qualitative change cannot lead to quantitative change.

But the elementalist is different, this profession unique to humans is like a shadow, shrouding other races for hundreds of years, when it comes to elementals, no race dares to underestimate them, if the elementalists become enemies, even if there are only two choices, run, or kill each other.

Although Old George was worried, Chu Ci still didn't let everyone move this elemental, because Yan Entropy needed Douglas.

Flame Entropy can be said to have discovered a new continent, a new unknown energy, a new way of using energy, plus a spiritual power materialization.

Three things can change the cognition of the advanced civilization of the entire universe.

Yan Entropy was very excited, just like Chu Ci discovered Kuaibo when he was a child.

Before figuring out what was going on, Yan Entropy would not leave this planet, and these three things meant a lot to him.

If it weren't for that, Douglas would have let a bunch of barbarian men hammer them into pulp.

Although the Elemental Master was guarded by two tribal warriors at the same time throughout the day, his freedom was restricted, but he had not yet been picked off and his tongue had been cut.

The main thing is to think about what you don't understand in the future, you can still ask, if the tongue is cut, the hands and feet are also disabled, the words can't be written, the words can't be spoken, and you can ask a fart.

Anyway, in the eyes of Chu Ci and Yan Entropy, the so-called elemental master is just like that, the knife will bleed when it is pierced, and the bullet will be confused.

In addition to being restricted in his freedom, Douglas also healed from his innocuous skin wounds, and unlike other human captives, who only had half a ration a day, he was fed every day.

Douglas, who had already resigned himself to his fate, stayed in the tent every day and observed the barbarians, trying to find a chance to escape.

It's a pity that Flame Entropy's tent is right next to him, as long as Douglas uses elemental energy, Flame Entropy will be sensed by Flame Entropy for the first time, and then rush in is a punch and kick.

It takes time for elementalists to use elemental energy, at least Douglas is like this, and the time to brew elemental energy is enough for Yan Entropy to sense it and rush in and beat him four or five times and again.

Douglas was in tears when he slept at night, he had been on the continent for so long, and he had never heard of anyone who could sense elemental shocks in advance.

As for the other human captives, some of the sick and crippled waste had been released after a day's worth of rations.

The human merchant group was robbed, and it didn't take long to hide it, and it just so happened that these old and weak people who had no labor value at all were left and wasted food, and after Chu Ci and Old George discussed, they were released.

The sooner you return to the Duchy of Celt is just the right time to pour dirty water on the Great Chieftain early.

The loot returned from this robbery contained a large amount of food and clothing, which really solved the urgent needs of the tribe.

The rest of the more than 200 black iron coins and goods of little use were also taken away by Big Bell to see if they could exchange them for some useful materials with other tribes that had a good relationship.

In addition to the Dark Elemental Bracelet, the most valuable ones are the Elemental Beast Demon Core and the two bottles of unknown Elemental Beast blood.

It's worth a lot of money, but there's nowhere to sell it.

Only humans and Beamon are the only ones who receive this thing, if you want to go to Beamon's territory, you have to go through the big chieftain tribe, and the human territory is not even better, the nearest Celtic Principality belongs to the border area of human territory, and there are no less than 20,000 legions stationed all year round, whether it is an orc or a barbarian, as long as it appears, it will be beaten.

In the border area, even human beings need all kinds of documents to enter, if it weren't for the 20,000 garrisons, Chu Ci and Yan Entropy would have already mixed in to grab the van.

Valuable things can't be sold for money, and they can't be eaten, so the annoyed old George directly threw these valuable elemental beast cores to little George and a few other little guys in the tribe as toys, whatever they wanted, it was no problem to throw them.

Chu Ci didn't have any objection to this, he didn't understand the value of the elemental beast demon core at all, and the other tribal warriors also didn't take these things outside of their bodies seriously, and they couldn't use them anyway.

Yan Entropy has also seen it, it is nothing more than a biological crystallization that stores some energy, and there is no interest.

Seeing that the winter is already halfway over, the tribal warriors who deeply feel that robbing the human merchant group is an excellent way to make a fortune, and every day their minds are full of thinking about going to do a few more votes.

The big one who rides a multi-legged war horse

Bell, who has been squatting near the tribe for three days in a row, has not found a trace of the human merchant group except for eating a mouthful of wind and sand.

However, it is not without harvest, many things have been exchanged with other tribes, at least everyone can survive this winter.

Looking at the dilapidated camp, Chu Ci felt that while the winter had not yet passed, he should find something to do for the prisoners.

The reason is very simple, because Chu Ci is also idle and has nothing to do.

He is idle, but that doesn't mean that others can be idle.

The human captives, who had only half a ration a day, were finally able to eat enough, as they began to work in the dark.

"Give me more to eat. Chu Ci, who was holding the whip, squinted at a group of human captives dressed in tatters, and roared wildly: "I will add food to you today, and I specially slaughtered two war horses to let you eat and drink." ”

The hungry human warriors were on the verge of tears when they looked at the small barbarian with gratitude.

Since he was caught, he has been a big snot-like black grass paste every day, not to mention that he is full, and he can only guarantee that he will not starve to death.

"I'm happy today, if two horses are not enough, continue to slaughter until you have enough to eat. ”

The prisoners of war wept and wept with gratitude.

"When you are full, you have the strength to work. Chu Ci added.

“。。。 ”

The human warrior wiped his tears, and Chu Ci was farting just now.

They knew that Chu Ci was definitely not so kind.

These poor captives don't look at their martial arts, they really have two brushes for their work.

The tents, which had fallen when the wind blew, were also re-secured with solid wooden stakes and horse nails.

The leaky tents were newly patched, and the clearing was surrounded by a corral of fat horses and sand dolphins.

Originally, for the warriors of the Wolftooth Tribe, this was enough.

They thought that the human captives were much better than they did, and that the tribe used to be free-range with horses and sanddolphins and peggies.

If one is lost today, and one is taken by the giant wolf of the wasteland tomorrow, there is nothing they can do.

As for those tents that fall down as soon as the wind blows, they have long been used to it, and when they fall asleep, a gust of wind blows, and the tent falls down and presses on them, and they don't care, just when the quilt buries their heads and continues to sleep.

Looking at the newly built corrals and sturdy tents, Chu Ci was not very satisfied.

Since the human merchant group has been robbed, it is very likely that there will be a war with the Great Chief Tribe and the human race in the future, so of course the safer it is here, the better.

Chu Ci patted his head, and the camp began to shift, moving to the periphery of the Sleepless Forest.

This time it was the camping position chosen by Yan Entropy, it could not be attacked in advance, it could be defended in retreat, and it could not be done, the only thing that could be done was that the situation was not right and could run immediately.

So this group of prisoners of war could only continue to work with tears in their eyes.

After finally moving the camp, Chu Ci should definitely build a wall near the camp.

So the laborers began to carry simple iron drills, chiseled stone statues day and night, and built walls.

"Work hard, work hard for three days, and I'll set you free. The roar of Chu Ci and the sound of whip waving continued to sound in the wind.

Three days later, before the human warriors, who had obviously lost a lot of weight, had not had time to lie down in the open top and sleep well, Chu Ci's voice resounded in the Great Wasteland.

Because Chu Ci felt that the wall was a bit short.

So the laborers pushed to the fruits of three days of hard work and began to dig the ground.

"Work hard, work hard for another five days, and I'll set you free. The roar of Chu Ci sounded again in the wind.

Five days later, this group of laborers, who had a combined rest of less than five hours a day, were just lying in bed when Chu Ci fired a shot into the sky and gathered everyone together.

"Watchtower, Lao Tzu wants a watchtower, a reconnaissance post, a bunker, a watchtower, Lao Tzu wants them all!"

The laborers wept and stood still.

During this time, Yan Entropy, who was studying the bracelet and going crazy, rushed out, looked at the laborers with blood-red eyes, and then threw the bracelet to Chu Ci.

The bracelet emitted a dark green glow.

A warhorse becomes a skeleton horse.

The laborers were scared, and so was Douglas in the distance.

Because this time Chu Ci did not activate the bracelet with blood, but closed his eyes for a while.

Douglas kept rubbing his eyes, in the Great Wasteland, is there going to be a dark elemental mystic?

Chu Ci didn't understand about this matter, he just used the so-called "obscenity" or "meditation" and other methods according to Yan Entropy.

Scare the pee

The laborers led their horses, braved the strong winds, and began to cut down trees on the outskirts of the Sleepless Forest.

After more than ten days of continuous high-intensity labor, the human captives have become numb one by one, and they are now not afraid of the big fist of the barbarian casserole, but only afraid of Chu Ci, afraid of Chu Ci's whimsical ideas when he pats his head.

Whenever Chu Ci showed a thoughtful expression, the human captives felt terrified.

Every time Chu Ci patted his head, the human warriors felt that the world was spinning.

Originally, the tribal camp that was full of flaws in Chu Ci's eyes has been completely renewed, not only are there eighteen watchtowers with a height of five meters standing outside the tribe, but also under each watchtower, a bunker can accommodate three warriors has been built, and a wall of two meters high has been erected between the watchtowers to enclose the camp of the entire wolftooth tribe.

Anyway, those human weapons barbarians can't use them, so Chu Ci gave an order and asked the barbarian warriors to smash all these weapons, and what was not left was inlaid on the top and outside of the wall.

Not to mention the sturdiness of the walls, the cold glowing fragments of weapons alone were chilling.

Whoever bumps into it will definitely be covered in blood.

Looking at Chu Ci, who was constantly oppressing the human warriors day and night, the tribal warriors obviously didn't know enough about how insidious he was.

Just when everyone thought that the camp had been rebuilt, Chu Ci commanded the human warriors to start digging pits behind the wall overtime, around the camp wall, digging a five-meter-deep pit every half a meter, and the excess wood in the camp was all cut into a pointed shape and buried deep at the bottom.

Not to mention that the man falls, the horse must die if it falls.

The pit is covered with a shallow layer of rattan grass, covered with a layer of yellow sand, and if you don't look closely, you can't find anything greasy at all.

After the completion of the project, even the usually idle tribal warriors did not dare to run around the camp without anything.

The barbarian cubs who were always rolling around in the tribe didn't dare to go out of the tent now, and as long as they went out, their parents would be a hammer if they caught them.

All the people in the tribe, as long as they want to get out of the camp, go straight to the middle of the main entrance, and then slowly move forward one foot deep and one foot shallow, afraid of falling into some trap.

These things seem so childish in the eyes of Yan Entropy, but in the eyes of barbarian warriors and human prisoners of war, the insidious level is as high as the sky.

It's not that the trap is highly technical, but no one could have imagined that the barbarians actually played traps.

The barbarians, who are already fighting amazingly, play traps, build bunkers, and say it, who can believe it?

Chu Ci stood in front of a group of human coolies, revealing a thoughtful look.

In fact, he also wanted to play one at a time, mainly because he didn't want this group of prisoners of war to be idle.

Through many understandings, he knew that there was not a single good bird in this group.

Because these people are guards when they follow the caravan, and when they don't follow the caravan, they are the soldiers of the slave hunting group, who go to the territory of other races to steal and catch slaves, and most of the targets are minors of other races.

Treating such a group of people, Chu Ci already felt that he was very soft-hearted.

In order not to make this group of people feel better, Chu Ci tilted his head, racking his brains to think about how to continue to toss this group of bastards.

The strange atmosphere gradually brewed, and the slaves who exchanged their heads and ears showed strange emotions on their faces.

After constant exchange of words, these poor fellows finally broke out into their own shouts.

They started protesting because they couldn't do it anymore.

Chu Ci actually saw two days ago that these human warriors were on the verge of collapse, and although they were full of food every day, they still couldn't stand such hard work.

In the end, Chu Ci began to fool around, and began to add food to them, add wine, and draw flatbread.

Later, this trick was not easy to use, because the human prisoners of war had been fooled for the Nth time, and they were all numb.

Now everyone in the camp knows whether they are ghosts or ghosts, Chu Ci doesn't have a word of truth in his mouth, and this guy has no humanity at all, but he never does anything that has anything to do with people.

In fact, this group of prisoners of war had the consciousness of being prisoners as early as when they laid down their arms and gave up resistance, and they did not expect that they would be subjected to all kinds of abuse and insults, but no one expected that they would be greeted by day and night of hard work.

This is simply not treated as human beings, and animals are not killed like this.

The human captives felt that they could not do anything anymore, so they began to protest non-violently and non-cooperatively.

Chu Ci raised his head, and when he saw someone shouting protest, he smiled, and smiled very happily.

He's worried about not being able to toss these bastards