Chapter Seventy-Five: Storing the Pig's Head Shaman

"These things, let's talk about them later, how long will it take for Naga to arrive. Ran Fei shook his head, and the second senior brother on the side sprayed YN white medicine on his arm.

Broken Ear thought for a while: "The news from the commander of the merchant port is that Naga wants to attack the Shang tribe first, hoping that we will support them, and they also seem to know about the pig-headed shamans, and they will panic and hope that we will stop the Shu tribe, which should be on the side of the mountain camp." ”

"Well, isn't the merchant port still there, just ask the merchant port to lead people to make a decision, the Xia tribe has experienced too much turmoil, so take a break if you can." Ran Fei rubbed his head, the Xia tribe was established for too short a time, and basically lived in the flames of war, although the orcs in the tribe did not complain, but the development of the tribe was indeed too restrictive.

Broken Ear nodded, and then walked out of the hall to explain the meaning of the rat-headed spies to report Ran Fei.

"How's the dungeon's beasts doing?"

Manyi hurriedly stepped forward and said: "The situation explained by the broken ear is that I hope that the Confucian tooth can drive away the beast talisman left by the pig-headed shaman in the fierce beast, and then let the fierce beast multiply, and then draw the orcs to run in with it. ”

Ran Fei nodded, there was a big gap between the beasts controlled by the Beast Rune and the beasts that had been cultivated since childhood or raised as partners.

From the previous impact of the fierce beast on Ran Fei, it can be seen that the number of pig-headed shamans can completely allow the fierce beast to let it walk, but except for the black hair and other professional beast shamans, no one can say that they completely control the fierce beasts, which is also because the run-in period with the fierce beasts is too short, or they just control them, and they don't think about training them.

The wolf cavalry and the bear cavalry are two successful examples, the battlefield is extremely strong, the pig-headed shaman is a "long-range soldier", it is a knife thing, and now the copy of the original mine is still strengthening the defense of the cavalry, presumably soon, the combat effectiveness of the wolf cavalry and the bear cavalry can be improved to a higher level.

"Chief, do you want to go see those pig-headed shamans?" the second senior brother asked beside him, as he had already sealed the runes on the pig-headed shaman's body for a short time with Man and Ruya, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to let the pig-headed shaman be in the dungeon.

"Then go check it out. Ran Fei said.

"By the way, Crescent Moon, you take a team of assassin apprentices to the lion-headed orc tribe under the western mountain range to negotiate and see if the two parties can cooperate to suppress the pig-headed orcs together, but safety comes first. ”

The crescent moon nodded stunned, and then went down to pack up and head to the Western Mountains.

Come to the dim and damp dungeon, each dungeon is surrounded by fine iron, and its gaps can't even reach out of your hand, the lock is made of duplicate ore, and the templates are made separately, even if you use fine iron according to the lock cylinder, you can't create a matching key.

"Hmph. ”

When Ran Fei walked to a dungeon, a pig-headed orc inside snorted dissatisfiedly, Ran Fei was stunned for a moment, and then smiled at the man beside him: "Does this thing still think it is in the pig-headed tribe?"

"The chief doesn't have to pay attention, the dog barks. Manyi glanced at the pig-headed orc with a sneer, and there was already a threat in his eyes.

"I ...... I advise you to let us go quickly, and perhaps I will intercede for you in front of the chieftain, and spare your lives, or you will not regret it when the army of my tribe arrives. The pig-headed orc had a look of pride on his face, in his heart, the chief of the Shu tribe was invincible, no one could resist the attack of the Shu tribe, not even those powerful lion-headed orcs, not to mention these skinny Xia tribe orcs.

"Hey, do you think your Shu tribe will still come? Hahaha, let me tell you the truth, your Shu tribe has been beaten to the point a long time ago, and you have all been abandoned!" a small horned orc next to the brute opened his mouth and mocked, Ran Fei didn't say anything, seeing the swollen pig faces of the pig-headed orcs who were imprisoned around him.

A pig-headed orc rushed to the dungeon and clutched the dungeon fence made of fine iron: "What the hell are you farting!"

Shan Zhong's eyes flashed, and with a quick wave of the ghost head knife in his hand, there was a scream in the dungeon, and the two fingers of the pig-headed orc were cut off: "Noise, your chief has already withdrawn, you are just a group of outcasts, if there are people who are willing to surrender, we welcome them to the extreme, if you still want to resist, kill them on the spot!!"

The pig-headed orcs shuddered, they knew that Chief Shu really didn't care about their lives, and they all sat silently on the floor of the dungeon, their eyes glazed.

"Give you a day, if you still don't want to surrender, we don't have extra food to waste on you!" Shan Zhong said after speaking, and drew back the Devil's Head Knife.

Ran Fei didn't speak on the side, he also agreed with Shan Zhong's approach, and the tribe was not his own Yiyantang, and the commanders should also have some decisions of their own, as long as they remained loyal to themselves.

Looking at the dungeon, when Ran Fei and the others were about to turn around and walk out of the dungeon, a pig-headed orc trembled and shouted: "Chief Xia, if I am willing to surrender, I can't be a shaman, can I be an ordinary clansman?"

Ran Fei stopped, took a deep look at the look of fear on his face after experiencing the battlefield, and said: "It is naturally up to you to decide whether to be a shaman or not, so that the runes on your body will also be forcibly sealed on you, that is, to eliminate the tattoos on your body, in addition, every member of the Xia tribe may give their lives to protect their homeland when the Xia tribe is in danger, can you do it?"

The pig-headed orc took two steps back, looked at Ran Fei, lowered his head and said hesitantly, "I don't want to go to the battlefield anymore......"

"Coward!" The man next to him couldn't help but spit out, and the pig-headed orc blushed and wanted to explain something, but found that he couldn't say anything.

"There are currently two kinds of orcs in the tribe, the first is like the warriors around me, who defend their homeland, eat the best, use the best, and of course, they will sacrifice themselves at any time. Ran Fei pointed to the barbarian and others beside him, paused, and said:

"The second type is the people who build for the tribe, whether you are mining like a rat-headed miner or building crafts like a ko-headed craftsman, they are all meritorious men of my tribe, but their food, houses and even status are earned by themselves, and when the tribe is in danger, they will also take weapons to defend their homeland! There is no idler in my tribe! I will not raise this kind of idler!"

The pig-headed shaman looked at each other with disbelief on his face, and another pig-headed orc with a wound on his face asked:

"Didn't the Xia chieftain think that this was unfair to the warriors, they would have to pay for their lives at any time, and the weak orcs of the tribe just had to hide in the tribe......"

Ran Fei shook his head and said with a smile: "None of them are hiding, you look at the iron armor on these warriors, the weapons in their hands, the food they eat, the houses they live in, and the city walls outside, all of which can be done by these orcs who are not warriors, and they are also dedicating themselves to this tribe until they die." ”

Shan Tao also smiled and said: "For us big and rough people, we don't know how to build weapons, raise livestock, plant farmland, we only have a handful of strength, and no matter what, my brothers and sisters are protected by me, they are happy for me, and I am equally proud, that's enough." ”

"I didn't expect you illiterate guy to say these things. Manichi said in surprise on the side.

"Hehe, isn't it like I stayed with the Confucian Commander for two days and learned to ......" Shantao was not annoyed, but scratched his head embarrassedly.

Those pig-headed orcs were stunned, and suddenly the pig-headed orcs who were scared at the beginning knelt down in front of Ran Fei:

"I beg the chief to take in the little one. The small vow falls. ”

The rest of the people also followed suit and knelt together in the dungeon, Ran Fei smiled and said: "Very good, but I hope you can understand, the runes on your body will not be unlocked for you for the time being, give me the answer tomorrow, whether to continue to be a shaman, or just be an ordinary orc." ”

The cowardly pig-headed orc hurriedly raised his head and looked at Ran Fei with a resolute look: "I am willing to give my life for the people I am willing to protect in my heart, I want to be a shaman!"

Ran Fei nodded with satisfaction and asked with satisfaction: "Who are the people you want to protect, your parents, wife, and children?"

The pig-headed orc shook his head hesitantly, and suddenly spoke, "It's you, chief." ”

Ran Fei was stunned for a moment, and pointed at himself in surprise: "Me?"

The pig-headed orc nodded vigorously: "I believe that those orcs who are willing to give their lives for you, they also want to protect you and protect this tribe, and I also want to be one of them." ”

Ran Fei suddenly blushed a little, and looked at the barbarians beside him, and the barbarians also nodded hurriedly: "Of course, chief, you are the indispensable and most important person in our tribe." ”

"Hahahaha......" Ran Fei didn't know why he was so happy, he suddenly pulled the wound, and with a sigh, the second senior brother said angrily:

"Foolishly, I have to rub the medicine again, and the wounds are all cracked. ”

Ran Fei smiled indifferently, holding the first senior brother with his left hand and the second senior brother with his right hand, happy like a child.

"Can you get out of the way?" the two big men are holding each other?" the second senior brother pretended to be impatient and reprimanded, in fact, the smile on the corner of his mouth had already been exposed, and it felt so good to be accepted.

"Hey, Bajie, have you been too energetic lately, Shanzhong knocked him down for me and beat him. Ran Fei patted the pig's head angrily, and then greeted Shan Zhongdao, who was standing next to him and laughing.

"Hey, I'm here!" Shan Zhong hurriedly responded, and then jumped up suddenly, overpowering the second senior brother......

Second Senior Brother: "I ...... grass"