Nearly 200 disabled Moon Bear warriors were dragged back outside the camp, tied up and sturdy, and all fell to the trees, and the leader of the disabled chieftain, Paige, did not escape the humiliating treatment.

The warriors returned to the tribe, unloaded their armor, put their weapons, handed them over to the dwarves for maintenance, and put forward some experiences and deficiencies in their use.

The large alien returned to the pen to eat, and the medium alien returned to the door of the different warriors' houses and lay on the ground like a dog.

Kamai led a few people to seal the flasks and feed the crows.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Everyone didn't seem to have any extra feelings about the victory in this battle, because everyone knew that the Moon Bear Tribe was no opponent at all, and winning this so-called First Tribe of the Wasteland was not something to be proud of.

More than 200 people came, and there were only two intact, one was the great shaman Wollaston, and the other was the great chieftain's special dogleg Trumbusu.

The two entered the camp accompanied by George Sr.

I don't know if it's a show or what, old George also learned the Terran set, made a broken stone table, put on the barbecue, and put a big bucket next to it, saying that it can be eaten and made.

Chu Ci also sat down after smelling the smell, and drank two sips of water as if nothing had happened.

Wollaston looked at Chu Ci and didn't speak for a long time.

Chu Ci rolled his eyes: "What are you worried about?"

"Chief Wolftooth, what's next. ”

"What's next. ”

Wollaston looked at the Moon Bear Warriors hanging outside the camp with an expressionless face, "What's next?"

"Hanging. Chu Ci shrugged: "What's the matter, I still have to invite them to eat." ”

"They need treatment!" Wollaston stood up, his hands on the table, and his tone was gloomy: "They are warriors, the elite warriors of our barbarian tribe in the wasteland, if they don't get timely treatment, they may not be able to continue to fight for the great wasteland we protect for the rest of their lives, and even if they are treated, not everyone will be cured!"

The warriors of the Wolf Tooth tribe are still more particular, only smashing once, most of them are fractures, if you smash them hard into the knee, one counts as one, and they all have disabilities.

Chu Ci yawned.

"Once upon a time, our Wolf Tooth tribe was also an elite warrior in the wasteland, we needed food, we needed water, and we needed shelter from the wind and sand to camp. ”

Hehe, Chu Ci smiled: "Didn't they all survive, they can also survive." ”

"You... ”

Chu Ci suddenly put away his smile and said coldly: "These birdmen are here, are they here to bring us food, or are they here to bring homely food?"

"No!" Chu Ci slapped the table: "They are here to see blood, they are here to kill, if we are still the wolf tooth tribe that was slaughtered before, now the camp is full of corpses, and these corpses are all them!"

Chu Ci raised his finger and pointed to the tribal warriors, women and children who had gathered in twos and threes in the distance to brag about B.

"You were the ones who robbed the human merchant group first. ”

Chu Ci: "Because your big chieftain tribe didn't send us food." ”

Wollaston: "You didn't keep your promise to return the Merchant Order's core to Celt. ”

"Because your tribe of great chiefs has not given us food. ”

Wollaston: "You killed eighty warriors of the Moon Bear Tribe. ”

Chu Ci: "Because your big chieftain tribe didn't send us food." ”

Wollaston: "You have deceived the Eastern Diocese of supplies. ”

"Because your tribe of great chiefs has not given us food. ”

Wollaston's nose was crooked: "It was your Wolf Tooth Tribe who publicly announced that it would break away from the management of the Great Chief Tribe, can you not say that the Great Chief Tribe did not distribute food." ”

"Your Great Chief Tribe, the United Terrans, are going to attack our Wolf Tooth Tribe. ”

"That's because you robbed the human merchants. ”

Chu Ci: "Because your big chieftain tribe didn't send us food." ”

Wollaston: "... ”

Wollaston, who had no temper at all, looked at Old George: "You said, did you openly oppose the Great Chief Tribe with the Wolf Tooth Tribe?" ”

"Hmm," Old George nodded, "Because your Great Chief Tribe didn't send us food." ”

Wollaston almost died of a cerebral thrombosis on the spot.

"We are not unreasonable, on the contrary, we are very reasonable. Chu Ci lit a cigarette and said lightly: "I said this to Trumbusu, don't let the olive branch in our hands fall to the ground, because after falling to the ground, what we are holding in our hands is a forty-nine-meter-long machete!"

After finishing speaking, Chu Ci looked at Trumbusu: "Yesterday, right here, I said, we need food, you agreed, and then, you came back, with two hundred Moon Bear Warriors, that's right." ”

Trumbusu waved his hand again and again: "Dear Wolf Tooth Chief, I didn't deceive you, it was really I who met the Moon Bear Tribe on the way back, and along the way, I kept dissuading them. ”

Chu Ci spewed a smoke ring: "I only saw a group of moon bear warriors sharpening their knives, but I didn't see food." ”

Trumbusu broke out in a cold sweat again.

Originally, the Wolf Tooth Tribe couldn't be more high, but after the battle just now, he realized that he still underestimated the Wolf Tooth Tribe.

The two hundred elite warriors of the Moon Bear Tribe were wiped out in a big effort, and then looking at the Wolf Tooth Tribe, they didn't use any force at all, this gap made him extremely frightened.

Wollaston saw that He Chu was unreasonable, and asked straight to the point: "The Moon Bear Warriors need to be treated in time, tell your conditions, I know that if you want to kill the killers, you will kill them long ago." ”

"Clever!" Chu Ci snapped his fingers, and said happily: "Let Trumbusu go to the Moon Bear Tribe and bring the ransom back, I don't care if you borrow it or make it up, the materials and food for three hundred people are enough for three hundred people for two months... No, if the things of three months are not delivered in one day, I will hang these bastards for one day, and if they are not delivered for two days, they will be hung for two days, and after five days, no one will send food over, and they will all be thrown into the sleepless forest to feed the alien beasts, and I will do what I say. ”

"Three hundred ... Three months of food, this... ”

Not to mention the Moon Bear Tribe, even the Great Chief Tribe is difficult to make up.

Just after winter, the remaining grain is almost eaten, and all the tribes have to go hunting in the great wilderness, who can have so much food.

"Go ahead. Wollaston sighed and said to Trumbusu: "When you meet the tribes along the way, ask for food, let them send it here, send as much as you want, all the way back to the Great Chief Tribe, and you will definitely get these foods." ”

"Understood. Trumbusu stood up, did not dare to delay, and walked out of the tribal camp quickly.

Staring at Chu Ci, Wollaston didn't dare to put up a big shaman's shelf, and asked a little decadently, "Now we can have a good talk." ”

He could see that it was not Old George who was in charge at all, but the young cottage barbarian in front of him.

Chu Ci extinguished the cigarette butt: "What are you talking about?"

"Talk... ”

Wollaston froze and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

yes, talk about yarn?

Directly ask for an alien beast?

Want those small bottles that can burn?

Or let the human warriors and elementals who teach the will of war go to the Great Chief Tribe to "selflessly dedicate"?

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Chu Ci hugged his arms and looked like he was wandering.

Old George looked at the sky with his eyes, and hung high on his own business.

The strength of the tribe has been shown, as the number two person in the wasteland, Wollaston is definitely clear, and in the face of today's wolf tooth tribe, he can only win over and not offend.

All it takes now is an opportunity, an opportunity for mutual benefit.

What the Wolftooth Tribe has is what the barbarians can't ask for.

The Great Chief Tribe, on the other hand, can represent nearly 10,000 barbarians to protect the Wolf Tooth Tribe in front of the Holy Court.

The business that is in a hurry is not a business, so Chu Ci can't directly say that we want to hug our thighs, but let our thighs take the initiative to stick over.

The atmosphere remained silent, and just as Wollaston was racking his brains and not knowing how to speak, Wocha ran over.

The little old man was not good-tempered, and threw the drawings in front of Chu Ci.

"I have a disagreement with that fat man, you judge it. ”

Wocha didn't know any big shamans either, in his eyes, except for Chu Ci and the search and rescue foursome, the barbarians all looked like birds, and even if he knew him, he was not in the mood to deal with the big shaman.

Chu Ci didn't understand this, pretended to glance at the drawings, and asked, "Tell me, what's going on." ”

Wocha picked up the cup and was about to drink it, when he asked suspiciously, "Is this water?"

"You can't smell it yourself. ”

Wocha sniffed it carefully, and after confirming that it was clear water, he drank it all.

"I said that the second largest full-body armor has a geared design, which is stronger, consumes less steel, and is easy to wear. Wocha said angrily: "But what did the fat man say that the barbarian warriors would face high-intensity battles in the future, and what should they take... What aerodynamic design, the overall weight of the armor equipment is lighter, it can be maintained separately, it can save physical strength, I don't understand what aerodynamic design, I just know that this way the man-hours are longer and the steel consumes more. ”

Wollaston's eyes jumped.

This group of guys has started to study the second generation of armor, and it is still full-body armor?

"Steel doesn't matter. Chu Ci said happily: "Flame Hammer City said that the supply of steel is unlimited, and the next batch of steel will be delivered in five days." ”

"Steel... Infinite supply?" Wollaston's eyes glowed green, and he looked at Chu Ci directly, a little suspicious that Chu Ci was the illegitimate son of the Great Lord of Flame Hammer City.

Chu Ci ignored him, looked at Wocha and said, "That's it, you two design a set by yourself, let Kamai build it first, and then let the soldiers wear it through it, so it's all right." ”

"Okay, just do as you say. Wocha said angrily: "Let that fat man know that no one on this continent knows more about arts and crafts than elemental scholars." ”

"Elemental Scholar?" Wocha suddenly got up, hurriedly shook Wocha's thin hands, and said excitedly: "Master Elemental Scholar, on behalf of the Wasteland Barbarians, I welcome you to the Great Wasteland. ”

After all, the Great Shaman has heard of the name of the Elemental Scholar, which is a rarer species than the Elementalist.

"Which cheap bone has nothing to do and come to the Great Wasteland as a guest, idiot. Wocha broke free of Wollaston's hand and turned to leave.

Wollaston: "... ”

Chu Ci laughed.