The little mountain warbler is stinky and broken, and it is difficult for her head to be raised for others to see her nostrils, and she can only see a good-looking neck and pointed chin, but ...... No one looked at him, everyone set their eyes on the three blades in her hand, their eyes were straight, and they couldn't believe it at all.

What is that? That's a weapon, a murderous looking weapon! It's understandable if this kind of thing is in the wagon of a foot merchant, and it's understandable for it to appear in the 'Flying Feather Clan' to which this group belongs, but ...... Appearing here? In front of their eyes? In the hands of a small mountain warbler? This leaves them with a bit of a lack of brains.

Lai Baba's lips trembled a little and asked, "These...... Boss, where did you get it? ”

I used to have a 'you' in one mouthful, but after seeing this, I immediately changed my name to 'leader', and I had to add the word 'you', who said that barbarians are naïve and simple?

The little mountain warbler waved lightly at Laiba, and he passed by, and the little mountain warbler said: "Laiba, you are also the first warrior of our race, and now this blade will be handed over to you, I hope you can contribute more to our race!" ”

Lai Ba hurriedly stretched out his hand to take it, feeling its weight and feeling its sharpness, then nodded desperately and said, "As long as I live one day, no one will want to bully us!" ”

Xiao Shanying nodded and waved her hand, "Okay, now we can go, this time we not only have to trade with neighboring clans, but more importantly, we want to show our strength!" ”

Then she put one blade behind her, and the other to her brother, and the group set off again.

Heavenly Sin smiled in the big house, crossed Erlang's legs and said quietly, "This day...... It's going to change, I don't know the black hand behind the barbarians...... Are you ready? This is really ...... Hehe, worry about them. ”

Then two days passed.

In the past two days, the tribe was peaceful to death, without the leader of the Liba team, the hunting work was temporarily stopped, most of the women went to the nearby forest to collect those kinds of crops, and when they came back, they quickly made them out, there was oil and purple potatoes, and an empty sharp corner house was also getting fuller and fuller, and the smiles on people's faces were getting bigger and bigger.

During the two days, while resting, he forged many small knives, each handle was a foot long, one-third was the handle of the knife, two-thirds was the blade, three fingers wide, at least half a finger thick, and weighed at least four or five pounds in the hand. The shape is extremely simple, let Xiao Lu make the leather sheath on the side, and directly created hundreds of handfuls in two days, and almost used all those metals.

His purpose is very simple, these knives are for the use of ordinary people of this group, they can be used for work and food, and a knife is like their hands and feet, and they can't do anything without it.

Two days later, the little mountain warbler came back with people, they went out in big bags and small bags, and they came back in big bags and small bags, and they ...... The number of people who came back increased a bit.

Then the little warbler ran to the big house of heavenly sin and said, "That'...... Borrow your big house for a bit. ”

Heavenly Sin was stunned and wondered, "Why is this?" ”

Xiao Shanying smiled, "There are people from other ethnic groups who want to come and talk to me about something. ”

The sin of heaven suddenly realized, and the secret path of this little mountain warbler is quite smart. It is impossible for her to say to others that she has done so many things under the direction of Heavenly Sin behind her, but she must also let Heavenly Sin know the content of the negotiation, so ...... It was carried out in this big house, and the heavenly sins could naturally be heard clearly.

Tiansin nodded and said, "Okay, let everyone come in, the young master is watching from behind." ”

The little mountain warbler smiled: "Okay, okay! ”

Then they went out to make arrangements, and a large number of people poured in, and the main and secondary guests were seated in turn. There were twelve people who came in, except for the little warbler and his brother and Rakba, but the other nine were all from other races.

An old man who was obviously dressed differently and the color of the animal skin said respectfully: "Our race hopes to form an alliance with you and help you defend against foreign enemies, but those cakes need to be supplied in unlimited quantities, and we will exchange them with you." ”

Another middle-aged barbarian also said: "Our race also wants to form an alliance with you, but we don't want that kind of cake, we want that kind of weapon!" It doesn't matter where you got it, if you can get some for us, you can just ask! ”

The others also expressed their intention to form an alliance, and the heavenly sin heard it clearly in the back, and also understood their thoughts, in fact, the alliance can be negotiated locally, the reason why they came in person, on the one hand, they can buy some things as much as possible, on the other hand, they want to come and see in person, they must also wonder why a small group suddenly has this kind of food containing a lot of salt, and also has the kind of weapon that everyone sees red-eyed, if it weren't for the fact that the deterrent effect of that weapon is too sufficient, Little mountain warblers, they may not be able to come back.

The little mountain warbler opened her mouth, but did not speak, but turned to look at Heavenly Sin by the action of eating, stretched out her hand and shook it back and forth around her neck. Heavenly Sin shook his head, stretched out his hand and shook it on his head, Xiao Shanying was stunned for a moment, and also shook his head, and Heavenly Sin nodded heavily.

The two of them are actually saying to each other, Xiao Shanying's stroke on his neck means to deal with the countermeasures taken by these other ethnic groups, the neck is slightly higher than them, and he cooperates with the other party in Cheng Dù, who has his own interests, and the heavenly sin strokes on the top of his head, which means that the little mountain warbler 'presses' them and wants to ride on their heads, Xiao Shanying hurriedly confirmed, but the heavenly sin is very insistent.

The little mountain warbler sighed secretly, turned around and had another face, very arrogant and rude, she said in a deep voice: "Alliance? Hmph, I think...... You seem to have some misunderstanding about our race. ”

Everyone was shocked, and the old man asked, "I don't know what the leader of the mountain warbler means?" Don't...... Don't make an alliance with us, just trade? ”

The little mountain warbler shook his head and said, "Wrong! Miss by a mile! Ally? Trade? That can only happen on both sides of the same class, and we ...... Hmph, don't think I'm forgetful, as early as a few years ago, you have been oppressing our race in many ways, not only robbing our ancestors of the mountains and forests, but also can't get along with us everywhere, even the transactions of the foot merchants are waiting for you to choose before you come to us, and our race is getting smaller and weaker...... And now! Hmph, don't look at the fact that there are still so many people in our race, but the strength they have...... Hehe, I'm sure you saw the guy in my hands too! ”

The corners of the old man's eyebrows trembled, and he suppressed his anger as much as he could, and asked, "What does the leader of the mountain warbler mean?" ”

The little mountain warbler shouted: "In a word! From now on, once our enmity is over, we can make a deal with you to help you avoid famine and invasion, but only on ...... You must join my people and believe in our gods! ”

"What?!"

There was an uproar, and the nine people on the opposite side all stood up suddenly, all of them were angry and their faces were red and their necks were thick, obviously they all wanted to do it directly, but they were afraid of the machete in the hands of the three of Xiaoshan Ying, and they confronted each other for a while.

The little mountain warbler turned his head to look at Heavenly Sin again, and Heavenly Sin narrowed his eyes for a moment, and then nodded slowly.

She was asking if she wanted to continue to be stronger or take a step back, but the nod of Heavenly Sin made her continue to be strong to the end.

The little mountain warbler turned her head suddenly, and the machete in her hand slashed downward, and with a bang, a large hole was blasted out of the wooden ground of the big house, and the strength continued to the soil below, and the ground was also blasted out of a big hole.

The nine of them immediately took a step back, looking at the big hole and feeling a toothache.

The power of weapons is the same for barbarians as in places like Nanming, no blades and blades are not a concept at all, just like an ordinary person with empty hands, but he has to face a guy with a kitchen knife...... No, no, no, where is this machete Cheng dù just a kitchen knife? It's clearly a pistol, an automatic rifle, not to mention facing one person, even a hundred and thousands of people are not afraid at all!

The barbarians who are born with great strength are paired with this kind of 'big killing weapon' that is both hard and atmospheric, it is simply like a tiger with wings, how can a person's destructive power not only increase by one or two times?

Quiet, very quiet, Liba and Xiao Shanying's brother stood up quietly, the machete in his hand slowly resisted his shoulder, and he didn't know when this calm would suddenly turn into a bloody storm, bringing these nine people into the abyss of death.

So they were sweating, and sweat was falling from their foreheads.

The little mountain warbler suddenly laughed, laughing very freely, she caressed the blade of the machete very lovingly, and the smooth white blade that could clearly reflect her shadow on it immediately exuded a chill that made people palpitate.

She said softly: "We, in fact, are all small races belonging to the 'Flying Feather Tribe', not to be treated well, but also to be governed by others, not to mention status, we have never lived like people, take this war as an example, how many strong men have been taken away in your race?" Will they come back safely? I think we should be united, and it is because we are weak that we should be united, just like the bees in the forest, they are the weakest, but no one wants to offend, because they are numerous, they are united, they are not afraid of death, and some of them use their lives to make the whole forest creatures understand the consequences of offending them. So we should also be united, but unity requires a person to lead, a voice, and that voice ...... My mountain warbler is a person who has been favored by the gods, and my voice is also the voice of the gods! ”