Of course, Han Cheng would not kill this guy who was scratched into shredded potatoes in the sheep tribe, after all, not long after, Han Cheng was ready to let this guy be the leader of the party again and lead them to the semi-peasant tribe.

However, not killing does not mean that there is no punishment, whether it is from the perspective of appeasing this group of women and children of the sheep tribe, or from the perspective of deterring everyone, this guy needs to be punished.

There was no better punishment for him than to make him a slave.

However, in order not to hurt the feelings of the many slaves in the tribe, let them rise up to the idea that they are actually in the company of such goods, and at the same time comfort these women and children of the sheep tribe to a greater extent, Han Dashenzi asked this scratched and unformed guy to press to the ground, and let Wu grind a small half bowl of ink.

Han Cheng, who doesn't do needlework, holds a needle, ignores this guy's wail, and stabs this guy on the left cheek.

After poking it, he poured a little ink into the eye of the needle with a small sharpened bamboo branch as a very serious gesture.

After all, this is the first time Han Cheng has tattooed someone.

It took a while like this to let go of the guy with his cheeks high and swollen.

On this guy's face, a crooked sub has appeared at this moment, and the word is 'slave'.

The stabbed sheep tribe slave was thrown into the slave courtyard and sat there with a dead face.

For through the mouths of those of his tribe who were eager to scratch him to death, he had learned what his stinging cheeks meant.

Became a slave yourself!

This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that his slave is different from other slaves.

The rest of the slaves in the tribe still have the possibility of getting rid of slave status through meritorious service, and he, after being tattooed, can only be a slave in this life!

No one in the tribe felt sympathy for what happened to this guy, because what he did was so infuriating.

It's still that Miko is too kind, otherwise according to them, it would be better to kill this guy......

In such an atmosphere, the trade team of the Qingque tribe who went out to preach also began to return.

They were accompanied by representatives of the tribes.

Although letting some of the tribe go out at this time will affect the storage of food for the winter, the evil and powerful tribe is obviously more threatening than these......

Han Cheng stood on the edge of the deer pen, looking at the donkeys in the deer pen, the joy in his eyes was still difficult to hide.

Although he had seen these asses many times.

At this time, he was not only happy about the donkeys in front of him, but also because he thought of the planting industry of the semi-peasant tribe.

Since there is a farming industry, there will be crops.

The millet and soybeans in the tribe were held by Han Chengdu and let the guy who was tattooed on his face see it.

The guy said that the things grown by the semi-peasant tribe were different from these two.

How could this make Han Cheng not happy?

This shows that in the near future, their tribe will get a new type of crop, and it will be the kind that people can eat often.

Preferably wheat.

Han Cheng thought expectantly with his fists clenched.

As a northerner who grew up eating pasta, he has not tasted the taste of pasta for eight or nine years, and he has already made enough.

After getting the wheat, Han Cheng will definitely get the flour out first.

Then steam a pot of white bread and eat it well to comfort the poor stomach.

Han Cheng felt that he was not allowed to ask for any dishes, but he could eat a lot of white buns, and he was very happy.

Even if it's not wheat, it's rice It's very good, although he eats less rice on weekdays, but in the absence of pasta, Han Cheng still has no opinion on rice as a staple food.

Don't let yourself down, this tribe!

Han Cheng clenched his fists and thought secretly, he actually had the urge to lead people directly to the semi-peasant tribe to see what kind of crops they had......

Push forward a bit, and the location shifts to the tribe where the bark is located.

After coming to the tribe where the bark was, the leader of the Blackstone tribe did not stay too long.

Just after looking at the strange cave of this tribe for a while, he shouted loudly, held his sharp weapons, and led the people of the tribe to rush towards this rich and strange-looking tribe.

Although the things of this tribe are a little weird, this weirdness is not put in the eyes of the leader of the Blackstone tribe.

In the past two years, with the sharp Blackstone weapon in his hand, he led his men to attack many tribes.

None of these tribes could stop them.

Although the tribe in front of him looked strange and there were quite a few of them, the Blackstone tribe was not worried at all.

This is the confidence that he has brought out in the past two years.

“#￥5！”

The bark holding the bow in his hand shouted loudly, and let go of the hand that was holding the bowstring, and a feathered arrow shot out.

The rest of the people of the bark tribe who looked nervous also let go of their hands, and then picked up a feather arrow, put it on the bowstring, and continued to shoot.

The battle between the Blackstone tribe and the bark tribe began without much fancy in this way.

The tribe where the bark is located does not have a marksman like Senior Brother Sha, and a pea shooter like Senior Brother II, so the leader of the Blackstone tribe who ran at the forefront was not killed at the first time.

However, not everyone is very lucky to have an aura of avoiding arrows, so among the people of the Blackstone tribe who rushed forward to kill the leader of the Blackstone tribe, there was a scream.

Someone fell to the ground with an arrow, howling in pain.

This unexpected thing made the leader of the Blackstone tribe a little confused, what kind of weapon did the people of this tribe use?

How did they hit their own people at such a distance?

Looking at the people who were hiding behind the strange caves, constantly pulling away and loosening the strange weapons in their hands, the leader of the Blackstone tribe roared angrily.

He felt that the people of these tribes were too shameless, and would only hide behind and attack them in such a way.

If they come into contact and fight again, he will use the sharp blackstone weapon in his hand to cut off these people and the strange weapons in their hands!

So after this roar, he ran wildly, and the rest of the Blackstone tribe who had received his orders also ran towards the bark as fast as they could.

The bark of the tree roared loudly as it shot arrows, causing the tribe to hurry up and release the arrows.

So the attack suddenly became fierce, and from time to time someone from the running Blackstone tribe fell to the ground with an arrow......

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