On the morning of the seventh day after the battle, outside the walls of the new village of Gray Rabbit.

Brother Yong took a large number of people from the Gray Rabbit Tribe to see off their good friends and best loyal little brothers of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, that is, the people of the four small tribes such as Cangyan and Green Snake.

Because he remembered the situation in the tribe, even if it was Song Yong's retention.

In the Grey Rabbit Tribe, after so many days of eating and drinking, it was time for them to have to return to their respective tribes.

Some of the seriously injured who had difficulty moving were temporarily left in the Gray Rabbit tribe to continue to receive treatment and recuperation.

In that battle that day, these four small tribes and the wolf pack led by Erha, even if they were only on the edge of the battlefield, fought for a short time.

However, the four tribes combined suffered almost a third of the casualties.

Counting the deaths on the spot, as well as those unlucky people who were seriously injured and died, they sent a tribe to add up, and there were almost twenty in total.

In this way, it looks like a tribe has lost six or seven casualties, and for these small tribes with a limited number of hunters, the battle loss of six or seven people is still a big loss.

However, at the time of separation, Qingyan and the other four tribal leaders could not see the slightest frustration on their faces.

Instead, he had an indescribable joy on his face, as if he had won the 5 million jackpot.

The main reason was that at this time, there were a few new faces in their ranks, and they were all the supplementary personnel that Song Yong transferred to them from the captives of the thirteen small tribes.

Basically, it is according to the criteria of war death and future disability.

They lost a few in this battle, and Song Yong helped them replenish a few.

Not only that, but when the family members and cubs of these captives are sent over by the Glossy Tribe in the future, they will also belong to these four small tribes.

Of course, this also requires a premise, these people are not hard-pressed old bachelors, and they must have a family to do it.

Therefore, this support operation of Cangyan and other four small tribes can be regarded as a big profit.

Not to mention that the friendship with Brother Yong and the Gray Rabbit tribe has been sublimated more and more, and even this actual population growth is a real benefit in front of us.

For a while, why not call Qingyan and the other leaders of the four tribes, and there was a smile on his face.

They have made up their minds in their hearts: in the future, they must follow Brother Yong's steps closely, and Brother Yong will do whatever they tell them to do.

In short, the gray rabbit tribe eats meat, and they can drink a little soup with it, and that soup is really fragrant......

However, soon after, they found out that the surprise from Brother Yong was not completely over.

I saw that the honorable gray rabbit Brother Yong raised his hands and applauded lightly twice, and a large group of women with big bellies and women without big bellies stepped forward one after another with stone bowls.

They put the stone bowls in their hands on their hands.

At the same time, Song Yong said loudly:

"Thank you for your help, the Gray Rabbit tribe will always remember that as long as the Gray Rabbit tribe has a stutter in the future, it will not make our friends hungry; ”

I have to say that the words that come out of the mouth of Brother Yong and his old man are beautiful.

These words fell on the ears of the members of the four tribes, and they really wished that a new group of opponents would appear soon and let them help fight to the death.

Then, they drained the bowl of water and wine in one gulp.

Because there was too much water, after they drank the water and wine that was about ten degrees in the sky, they were red and red-eared, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Then, Song Yong slapped his palm again.

This time, it was Gardenia and the other four relatively young little women who walked forward with a big animal skin bag and handed them over to Qingyan and the other four leaders.

At Song Yong's suggestion, Qing Yan and the others opened the tied animal skin bag with the doubts in their hearts.

After looking at it, they saw that it was full of snow-white salt grains, and the big bag of salt in their hands alone was enough for them to eat for half a year.

At this time, Song Yongcai said:

"This salt is produced by our Gray Rabbit tribe, you can take it back and use it, if you think the quality is acceptable, you can buy salt from me in the future, at least half of the price before it." ”

Looking at the snow-white refined salt in the bag, and the excellent taste without the slightest peculiar smell after putting it in the mouth.

Or, in other words, there was originally a hint of bitterness, but they ignored it.

In an instant, Qing Yan and the others really felt that Brother Yong was too modest, where were these salt grains just of acceptable quality, in comparison, those yellow-brown salt cubes produced by the Qingshang tribe were simply garbage.

At this moment, they let go of the last bit of worry about participating in this battle.

Before, they were still somewhat worried in their hearts, because after offending the Qingshang tribe, the source of salt in the future.

And now, unless they have a problem with their brains, they will trade the bitter and astringent yellowing salt blocks of the Qingshang tribe back.

With this huge shock, the four tribes finally set off, and they all walked towards the place where their tribe was.

Along the way, Qing Yan and the other leaders of the four tribes once again had unrealistic fantasies: how good it would be if Brother Yong, who came from outside, chose to join their tribe......

When Song Yong was busy and saw off his younger brothers.

Jiang Ying, the tough bone witch with a lollipop in her mouth, stood on the city wall and watched all this silently, if at first, she was just holding to pass the time of boredom.

So when Song Yong asked people to take out the salt, she once again refreshed her perception of Song Yong in her heart.

She knew that she still underestimated Song Yong, as well as the Huaxia tribe and Baoqing Academy behind him.

When I was savoring the lollipop in my mouth, the sweet and delicious taste.

She suddenly had a strong impulse, that is, she really wanted to go to the mysterious Baoqing Academy and the Huaxia tribe to have a look!

It was about half past ten in the evening when Song Yong completed a surprise inspection of several sentry posts on the city wall.

Although the war was over, Song Yong still believed that the sentry posts on the city wall must be persisted in and preserved for a long time, which would be a great guarantee for the entire tribe.

The results of the inspection are quite satisfactory.

The sentinels did not slack off at all because of the brilliant victory of the previous days, and under his inspection, they did not find the slightest bit of fishing.

Just as Song Yong walked down, a cry of 'Brother Yong' sounded in his ears.

When he went down the city wall, Song Yong didn't notice anyone under the city wall at all, and as a result, such a cry almost didn't scare him.

"Where is the demon, don't show up soon~'

Instinctively, he picked up the electric baton on his waist, pressed the current of 'crackling trumpet', and shouted so loudly.

Then, he heard an aggrieved voice: "Brother Yong, don't make trouble, I'm a spear." ”

Looking in the direction from which the voice came, Song Yong finally found a point, and it was really the spear boy standing in the shadows under the city wall.

On the third day after the war, the boy woke up.

After lying in bed and recuperating until today, the spear is basically fine.

The reason why I say basically is because of the spear that came to life, because after being struck by a huge lightning bolt at that time, the skin of the whole body is now as black as a mass of charcoal.

Now if he hadn't opened his mouth to speak, he showed a mouthful of white teeth.

Song Yong is really difficult to find his existence in this dark environment.

"Brother Yong, since you don't have anything to do here, you discussed it with me, and you're also going to leave tomorrow. Spear said with a sad face.

Hearing the strong sadness and loss in the other party's words, Song Yong comforted the other party so much:

"There is no feast in the world, and there will be more opportunities for everyone to meet in the future; in addition, you are an old man, and the black spots on your body will be black! As long as you are healthy, what is there to be sad about. ”

"No! I'm not afraid I'll get a little darker. So replied the spear.

Then, still in a sad tone, he said the reason why he was really sad:

"Brother Yong! I'm black like this now, the nickname 'Spear Fast-legged Little White Dragon', I'm afraid I can't use it anymore, I've only been using it for a few days~"

Facing the spear that was about to cry, Song Yong stretched out his right hand, intending to pat the other party's shoulder as comfort.

As a result, I shot a blank shot with one hand.

The main thing is that the black spear, standing in the dark environment, really makes Song Yong a little unable to grasp the specific position of the other party.

With strong embarrassment, Song Yong shouted so much:

"It's not a big deal, then let Brother Yong give you a new nickname, by the way, you will be called 'Black Whirlwind' from now on." ”

As soon as these words came out, Song Yong saw a mouthful of big white teeth that were revealed after grinning.