Blood flowers rose one after another, and sword marks fell.

After a heart-rending fight, Sabo, as the younger one, became the last of the two to stand up.

This result was actually predictable, in a battle of life, a young shell is better than more skill, not to mention that the dictator is not a fencing master in his own right, just an ordinary person who has accumulated more combat experience.

His spear eventually pierced the throat of the former chieftain, and the short sword, which pierced his heart, ended up being a trophy in Sabo's hands.

He picked up the dagger and braced himself up, then took the spear out of Kaloska's pierced throat, and after a moment's wait, stabbed it deep again.

It's not about confirming if his opponent is really dead, it's more about venting his anger.

The fight just now naturally brought him great pain, and he can still encourage support in the fight, but he always has to vent after the end, so the corpse of his opponent naturally becomes the best "toy".

More blood flowed out, and with a "poof" sound, Kaloska's body was scattered on Lin like a hollowed-out rag doll, and his body was surrounded by broken organs and stinking blood.

Several of the surrounding veterans pursed their lips, as if they wanted something, but in the end they couldn't make any sound.

After receiving the acquiescence, Saab naturally became even more arrogant.

Disemboweled, he reached out his large, blood-stained hand and plunged it into Carlosca's chest

After a period of searching, Sabo's face finally showed a look of joy.

A bright red, steaming heart in the cold of winter was taken out. In front of all the spars, Sabo lifted it up and then took a bite down.

This is the most traditional human sacrifice in the Northland.

The leader sacrifices the life of a traitor or a prisoner of war to the gods, and he himself is entitled to the best part of the man, and the heart is the leader, and it is considered that he has absorbed the energy of the dead and will become stronger.

However, Saab was worshipping the former head of the tribe, which was somewhat unruly. Just before the warriors of those tribes were about to raise objections. Saab himself spoke first.

"I know what you want, do you think I'm not conforming?"

I don't know if he had shed too much blood in the battle, or if he had just roared too hard, but at the moment, Sabo's voice was a little hoarse.

But this did not prevent him from continuing to express his opinions, and the hoarse voice only concealed his original youth, making it sound more convincing.

"But I don't think so. ”

"Carlosca is sure that he is a traitor among us. He wants to surrender to our feud and blood enemy in exchange for the security of his own position. ”

"Think about it, what work has he done since we rebuilt the tribe, how can he live in the biggest tent and eat the best food?"

"As far as he is concerned, I'm afraid that we people are just his property, and he can't be a leader at all, and he doesn't deserve to be a leader!"

"We are the descendants of the gods! how can we make peace with those sheep, such as those sheep-eaters, blood-drinking beasts, brothers and cousins of snowwolves?"

"His bones have been broken by the Great Pruus, such a man is in a high position, but he is just a vampire among us!

I don't know if it's because of the smell of blood, the young warriors who surrounded Sapu were not only subdued by him, but even believed in him wholeheartedly

"Traitor! Of course he is a traitor to our tribe!"

"You are so merciful, such a person should be dragged to be mauled to death by our captive dogs!"

"Put his bones in the swamp sewage and soak them, and feed the flesh to the pigs, that's what a person like him deserves!"

If Capesca knew something, he would definitely slap him in the face.

Why did he adopt these outcast teenagers in one fell swoop, and provoked such a group of conscienceless things to his side.

The surrounding veterans also blushed a little as they listened to Sabo's words.

At least half of the young man's words were true, they had followed the former leader for many years, and they thought they knew a little about this man, and they knew what Capesca's plans were going to be.

It's just that if you count it like this, I don't know if they are traitors themselves.

Looking at the blood-soaked patch, they silently apologized in their hearts for their former superiors.

It's not that the brothers don't care about you, it's just that your opponent is too good to arrive.

And we can't beat these young bunnies, you're the best one among us, and now you're just as miserable?

"Leader, you are. ”

"We will draw a line with the traitors of the tribe!"

"Bah, bah, bah, after so many years, I haven't even seen the true face of this Rao, what a damn thing. ”

"Your words will be the direction of the tribe's development in the future!"

Sabo didn't take it to heart when he first saw the praise of those young playmates, and only after those veterans surrendered one after another, did he show a satisfied look.

He didn't plan to kill them all, he just wanted to use Capesca's death to re-establish his majesty, and the fastest way to establish his majesty was nothing more than to prove that everything his former leader did was wrong, and when he proved all this, it would be much simpler.

After skimming over the subservient tribesmen, Sabo's gaze finally stayed on a position that was not far from him.

It was where the pigs were raised in their tribe, but there were some uninvited guests.

These big Prussian captives, but they scolded very fiercely just now?

"What are these people going to do? ”

A young warrior blushed, and under the skin, he also bulged with huge muscles. When the attendants of the Beihai Royal Court were scolding, the young warrior had the idea of teaching them a lesson, but now that he still had serious things to do, he put the matter aside for the time being.

Now that the new leader is focusing on these people again, he naturally wants to take the opportunity to show himself.

"You ask, do you pull them out to feed the dogs, or if they set it on fire, I'll do it right away!"

Another veteran soldier skimmed over the conversation and said as if to take credit

"Hehe, if you want me, it's more pleasant to cut off their tongues, since they are wrong, naturally they should be taught a long lesson, cut off their tongues, and then bleed to death, so that it is more appropriate. ”

The traitors of the Great Prus in the pigsty were naturally even more desperate, and even their eyes were full of pleading when they looked at Sabo.

They weren't tough guys in the first place, otherwise they wouldn't have escaped from the palace in Beihai, and this young woman was a person who supported their idea, maybe he would be able to please him and live.

With this in mind, they endured the smell of manure in the pigsty and knelt on the ground to beg Sabo for mercy, even with the two who had just laughed at him.

Before witnessing death, everyone can speak of bravery, and they can brag about how brave they are, but after they really witnessed such a bloody scene, even kneeling in front of this young man who was less than twenty years old in front of them made their feet a little weak.

After listening to these suggestions, the corners of Sabo's mouth twitched several times in a row, and finally replied a little sullenly

"Now keep these lives, they are still useful, they can tell us the truth of the Great Plus. ”

"But I don't want to just let them go. Just as the attendants had just breathed a sigh of relief, the young leader changed his tone and said with some indignation

"The price of stuffing their mouths with feces from the pigsty so that they remember the wrong words!"

Although the remaining two tribes in the woodside swamp did not capture the surviving guards in the royal court, they also had a certain understanding of the news of the fall of the Beihai royal court through some of their own channels, and although they were still hesitating to surrender or fight, they also had a simple understanding of the empire's legions.

However, in the deep forest, more Wiegand people are still immersed in their own one-third of an acre, plowing their own fields and looking at their neighbors' granaries. Asleep on his own, yy the chief's wife, her life undisturbed for a moment by the news of the invasion of the enemy.

Of course, none of these tribes included the one in the Hope Marsh.

After trading the warriors' heads for trade with Valuno, the Campbell clan ruled by Edward was reborn.

A large amount of supplies were sent to the tribe, including much-needed food, cloth, and even a certain amount of iron tools and some books of unknown use.

And all they pay for are collectibles that don't seem to be of much value on the surface, and some specialties that are not valued in the swamp.

Grain and cloth ensured their most basic living conditions, which helped them stabilize the two tribes that had just been annexed, while the few iron tools that Idea managed to buy were used to arm more warriors.

The elders and generals of the tribe tasted the sweetness and were naturally willing to trade on a larger scale, but the collections were too limited, and the output of the specialties of the Northland could not be exchanged for the iron tools they most wanted.

Eventually, under the conscious leadership of Edward and his sister Young, the remaining elders and generals spontaneously led the rearmed army to plunder their neighbors.

These opponents, who had been on their par, became weak, they did not have enough food and cloth to be wounded, they did not have enough iron, and therefore they were not well armed on the battlefield.

Within a few months, only the Campbell family was left in the entire Hope Marsh, and the population of this tribe gradually grew to more than 5,000 rao.

In the circles of influence of the Empire, this is only a power that a duke, or even a wealthy earl, can grasp, but in the scattered Wiegand tribe, it is a real giant.

Perhaps, even in the last moments of Thoreau's life, he could not have imagined that the illegitimate child he valued the least would fulfill a long-cherished wish that he had not been able to achieve in his life in just a few months after his death.

Although Edward was not a great leader in warfare and business management compared to his father, he was more than adept at dealing with the general affairs of the tribe. In victory after victory, he eventually gained a lot of prestige within the clan.

At the suggestion of the "hearted" elder, the generals and civilians of the Wiegand tribe did not call Edward "leader", but respectfully called him "Lord of Hope Marsh", and on many occasions simply called him "master".

With the continuous expansion of the prestige within the clan and the continuous strengthening of the power of his own tribe, Edward finally began to have new ambitions, he was still young, not even twenty years old, and at least he could rule the tribe for more than ten years.

"Why can't I, like the emperor of the south, dominate the eight swamps of the North Sea and become the 'other king of the Northlands'?"

With this in mind, Edward closed the few "classics in the eyes of the southerners" that had been sandwiched with him in the trade, and began to make his own plans and preparations.

As a trading partner of the Great Purus, Edward naturally heard of the Northern Expedition of the Southern Emperor, but he didn't know if it was because of the special relationship between Hope Marsh and Valuno, the main direction of the Great Pruos Empire was not in the Hope Marsh, and he had enough time to prepare.

Looking at his younger brother, who seemed to have become more mature overnight, Jan seemed to see in him the shadow of his deceased father.

It's a strange state of mind.

In the past, I admired my father very much, and hated that cowardly brother.

But now watching her younger brother grow up to be the father of the past, it makes her heart feel a little uneasy.

She didn't know what was wrong, so she had to rely on her instinct to pick a kung fu that Edward did not gather the elders and generals of the tribe, and forcibly chatted with him.

"Don't you think there's something wrong with you lately, Edward?"

"I—are you me? Edward didn't care about that kind of concern. In his eyes, there are far more important things to do than answering his sister's questions.

"My sister, you're so worried. Don't look at the fact that I deal with so many things now, but I eat and sleep well, and my body is stronger than one......"

"Don't say any more, after a while, I can count more family resources from this swamp and train more warriors, which are all the negotiation capital for us to participate in the next meeting. ”

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