Under the guidance of Jiang Simeng, a group of clansmen gradually pointed the finger at Moli, they thought that Moli was blaspheming the dignity of a warrior, and a powerful warrior would only pick up a spear and bow and arrow to win honor for himself, as for picking up a hoe, it was a coward's move, in Ye Fan's eyes, these Zunlu people were stupid and ridiculous, and in his story about the Three Kingdoms for hegemony, he mentioned the concept of the unity of soldiers and peasants many times.

Ye Fan admired Cao Wei's tuntian system very much, these soldiers were farmers on weekdays, farming without delaying exercise, saving labor, and during the war, they put down their hoes to be elite warriors, which is also the reason why the Sima clan can unify the world based on Cao Wei's national strength, Ye Fan's idea is to let the dragon tribe adopt the model of integrating soldiers and farmers.

"Mo Li, what you are saying now is insulting the traditions of the entire Zunlu tribe! A heroic warrior will never put down his spear because of hunger!" Jiang Simeng's speech was extremely incendiary, and she even pointed to the tent where Ye Fan was, "If you were given a choice, the warrior of the Brahman God and a useless farmer, who would everyone choose!"

"Warriors, of course warriors! We respect Lu as warriors by birth!"

"The blood of the warriors is left on us!

"Momentary hunger doesn't bother us!"

In the tribe, especially those high-level warriors who are well-fed and clothed on weekdays, they are even more ashamed, they do not understand the hardships of ordinary people's lives, intermediate warriors choose to keep silent, while lower-level warriors clench their fists tightly, and ordinary clansmen are even more silent.

In the face of the superior in the tribe, they are always a weak group, but how many superiors can there be? These junior warriors are the main fighting power in the tribe, and an excellent commander is important, but the ability to fight individually is equally important.

Mo Li looked at those high-ranking warriors of the Holy Maiden Sect and said nonsense, and his heart was naturally unhappy, "Mu Li! Have you thought about what you said? Can't you be overwhelmed by a moment of hunger? In order to make you people able to eat enough to fight, how many ordinary clansmen are hungry! Don't you know!"

Mu Li is a bald and strong man, with a huge belly on his lap and a rock sledgehammer in his hand, as a senior warrior of Jiang Simeng's Holy Maiden faction, he doesn't have much respect for Wang Mei Moli, "Lord Moli, if there are no high-ranking warriors like us in front! How can the clansmen have a stable life now? We have gained credit on the battlefield, and the king has bestowed honor on us! These are all things we deserve! If you want to accuse us, Lord Moli will win the same battle exploits first!"

"Mu Li, how can you talk to Lord Moli like this?" Jiang Simeng sneered and reprimanded Mu Li, "You know that Lord Moli is a witch doctor who has no power to restrain chickens, how can she go to the battlefield? I'm afraid she doesn't even have the strength to kill a chicken, hahaha!"

"Hahahaha!" Ye Fan walked out of the tent and saw that Mo Li was wronged, how could he sit idly by, seeing the Brahma God warrior come out, Mu Li also nervously shook the rock sledgehammer in his hand.

"Ye Fan, what are you laughing at? Do you agree with Lord Moli's opinion and want to be a farmer? That's right, a coward like you, without the god of Brahman, you are suitable for farming!" Jiang Simeng's eyes were red when she saw Ye Fan, she couldn't forget the insult that the other party gave her in the tribe, and now that she had the opportunity, she naturally wanted to double it.

Seeing Ye Fan coming, Jiang Simeng's dog legs, and the two bucket-waisted women immediately blocked the way, but they were pushed away by Ye Fan, and Mu Li was horizontal in front of Jiang Simeng and Ye Fan, "Last time I went out on a mission, I couldn't fight with the Brahman God Warriors, now I implore the Brahma God Warriors to have a fight!"

Looking at the huge wooden power, Ye Fan's first reaction was to take out a pistol and explode the opponent's dog head, but it is obviously inappropriate to use a gun in the Zunlu tribe, and the image that has just been established will collapse in an instant, in front of so many people, if Ye Fan is instigated, Jiang Simeng will be even more arrogant.

Ye Fan walked towards Mu Li with a smile, and suddenly raised his hand to slap him, which caught the latter off guard, and fell directly, "Dog, your master can call me, you are not qualified enough! This warrior is the body of the Brahma God, and you are also worthy of fighting with this warrior?"

Mu Li was about to swing his fist at him, "Mu Li! Stop! Are you disrespectful to the Brahma God Warrior?" Jiang Simeng knows very well that there is no benefit to himself in fighting Ye Fan now, and the other party's exploit of killing the brown bear has not been completely forgotten by the clansmen, but her identity as a saint is certain, as long as Ye Fan stays in the tribe for a day, she will have the opportunity to torture the other party, "I just want to know, whether the Brahma God warriors support Lord Moli to farm the land, or support us and others to maintain the honor of the warriors!"

"Of course the Brahman warrior will choose to become a warrior! My goal is to become as powerful as him!"

"Shhhh

"Will a warrior become a farmer? I don't believe it!"

Jiang Simeng looked at Ye Fan with a smile, if the other party supports Mo Li, it is equivalent to standing on the opposite side of the entire tribe, if he chooses to support Jiang Simeng's point of view, Mo Li will definitely be sad and disappointed, when the time comes, there will be a gap between the two, without the protection of Wang Mei, what kind of thing is Ye Fan? Not a slave?

"Ye Fan, I will definitely bring you back from being a warrior in the tribe to an effort, you wait for that day!

Looking at the fanatical clansmen, Mo Li was worried that Ye Fan would do something stupid and immediately regretted it: "Ye Fan, I'm sorry, I was wrong... I should have listened to you, and I shouldn't have been in such a hurry to announce this..."

Ye Fan touched the other party's head, and then he pointed at Jiang Simeng and Mu Li and scolded directly: "Since the Holy Maiden and Mu Li feel that the hunger for a while is difficult for them, then I, Ye Fan, swear here, these two people will personally beg me in a month because of the food problem!"

"Go and beg you, hehe!" Jiang Simeng sneered, although there is no food in the Qilong tribe now, the most important thing on the desert island is prey, can you Ye Fan still hide these prey?

"Brahman God Warrior, you are too exaggerated, my Mu Li is starving to death, eating, I won't beg you! I'll put my words here today!" Mu Li has never fought with Ba Chu, he thinks he is stronger than Ba Chu, such a confident person, of course, can't stand Ye Fan's agitation, "If I don't beg you in a month, then twist your head off for me and kick it as a ball, how about it?"

"Ye Fan, don't..."

"No problem! But my head is not easy to take off, but when you beg me, you must come on your knees, swear allegiance to Moli in the future, and then take up the hoe, farm the land every day, and be a farmer who does his duty!"

Ye Fan held Mo Li's hand, he didn't let the other party stop him, he wanted to popularize the cultivation of sweet potatoes to the entire tribe, but there was always some cerebral palsy to challenge his patience, since you are arrogant and feel that there is no shortage of food, then Ye Fan is just waiting to watch the show!

"You let me be a coward who farms! This is the greatest insult to a high-ranking warrior! I will twist your head off sooner or later!"

"you! you're barren!" Ye Fan spat out fragrant fragrance directly, this guy's attitude towards Mo Li just now, he could see it in his eyes the whole time, and naturally he wouldn't give Mu Li a good face, "Remember to come to me next time you kneel!"

The news of the unhappy parting of the two sides soon reached the king's tent, and the king, who had just finished the hunt, was very tired, for some reason, there were fewer prey today than yesterday, and now the people could only eat one full meal a day, and I don't know how long this situation could last.

"Wang!

Seeing Gu Chen running into the tent in a panic, Wang said helplessly: "What is so panicked, can you be surprised?"

"Wang Mei and the Holy Maiden quarreled at first, Wang Mei wanted the tribesmen to plant a crop called sweet potato, but the Holy Maiden said that the tradition of the Zunlu people was to fight instead of farming, and the two were deadlocked; What I'm going to say next, you must be calm. ”

Gu Chen suddenly said half of his words, which made Wang very depressed, and directly scolded: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, if you have a fart, let it go, this king doesn't have time to listen to you tell stories here!"

Mu Li directly reprimanded Wang Mei... also said that Wang Mei is not qualified to talk about him, because Wang Mei has no military merits..."

"Damn! I'm going to cut down Mu Li, this bastard!" Gu Chen hugged the king who was about to go berserk, if the people the king in the tribe cared about the most were only his unborn child and sister Mo Li, even if Mu Li was right, he couldn't reprimand Mo Li, because Mo Li was the king!

"You just said that you would treat it calmly!You listen to me first!" Gu Chen immediately sped up his speech, "That slave, no, it should be Ye Fan, he directly slapped Mu Li in front of the clansmen, and said that in a month, Mu Li and the Holy Maiden would come to beg him in person!"

"Okay! Well beaten!" said the king, "If you can't even protect your own woman, you're a fart man!"

"Mu Li said that if he didn't come to beg Ye Fan, he would twist Ye Fan's head off and kick it as a ball; Ye Fan also said that if Mu Li came to beg him, he would kneel down, and he would be loyal to Wang Mei in the future, and he would go to farming..."

The king couldn't help but sweat for Ye Fan and Mo Li, Mu Li's subordinates are archers who can fight well, and hunting is much easier than others, Ye Fan is not easy to win this time!

"Wang, who do you think Ye Fan or Mu Li can this time..."

"Damn, I'm going to wear that breathless mask again!" Wang didn't bother to put on the mask of Ultraman Tiga, changed his clothes and walked out of the tent, the tribe has already spread the matter of Ye Fan and Mu Li's bet, but everyone is not optimistic about the night dinner, after all, he is a Zunlu person, and he has a dream of becoming a warrior.