At this time, Wei Hong had become the god of the yellow-faced tribe.

The tribesmen, women, and children, all knelt around Wei Hong's side from afar, chanting words in their mouths, and several of the young priests cut their faces with stone knives to make the blood flow like a stone bowl, and then walked forward on their knees and offered them with both hands.

However, Wei Hong obviously felt a little helpless about such a sacrifice, and at this time, Zhu Beiguo hurriedly reminded him in a low voice beside him, otherwise you will take it, and then give it to the tribal warrior next to him......

So Wei Hong did so, and sure enough, the rewarded tribal warrior gulped it down, and then suddenly led the other tribal warriors to a strange dance.

Immediately afterwards, the "sliding rod" was carried by the tribesmen, and the people placed the ride at Wei Hong's feet, and respectfully knelt on the ground, waiting quietly.

So Zhu Beiguo had no choice but to sigh secretly, and then walked behind Xiao Wei and whispered, Sit down, people are going to carry you back to the village.

"Brother Zhu, I don't want to go to ......"

Wei Hong's voice came out of the helmet, and there was a slight tremble.

"Go ahead, we'll all follow you and be bodyguards behind you."

It was Rambo who spoke.

"I think we can go, obviously this is the tribesmen want to thank us, maybe they will sacrifice to give us good food and drink, maybe there are girls......"

"You...... You, Fang Linyou! At this time, you are still in the brain! ”

It was Elush who spoke, only his voice was more vibrato.

So Wei Hong was finally carried into the village by the men of the Yellow and White Tribe, and then, the god of the Yellow and White Tribe, was seated on a thick wooden stake, and condescendingly accepted the worship of everyone again, at this time Wei Hong found that the corpses were all over the ground, and there was a familiar big bluestone next to it, which he had seen by the stream of Panlong Fort--it was the altar of beheading.

At this time, Wei Hong's companions were also surrounded by the tribesmen into the village, and the five of them had been following Wei Hong's sliding rod closely, standing behind him like bodyguards, and these six people jointly accepted the prostrate worship of the people and the harmonious chanting of the tribesmen.

"Those three sapper shovels obviously can't be recovered."

In the sound of worship, Zhu Beiguo whispered to Wei Hong under the stake.

Xiao Wei immediately nodded slightly when he heard this, turned his face and said to Zhu Beiguo below, I hope this yellow-faced and white-faced tribe can become our agent in the Weipa area, if this is really the case, the price of these three sapper shovels is actually not a loss......

Next, the people of the Huangbai tribe danced around the brothers with sapper shovels high, and then a group of disabled captives were escorted to the feet of Wei Hong, most of whom were already dying, and the captives were forced to prostrate on the ground, their heads were fiercely pressed into the blood-soaked mud, and then one by one they were dragged to the big stone platform to cut off their heads.

So the six "gods" sat in this way and stood five times at a time, where they forcibly watched the beheading with disgust.

It wasn't until the eighth head of the eighth captive was cut off by the sharp blade of the sapper shovel that the brothers really couldn't stand this bloody scene of separation of bodies and heads, at this time Zhu Beiguo hurriedly said to Wei Hong, you are now the great god of this tribe, hurry up and find a way to stop this barbaric act! Otherwise, let them give us something to eat and drink!

However, before Wei Hong could speak, the activity of cutting off people's heads suddenly stopped, and the song and dance began.

According to Zhu Beiguo, this is probably the highest courtesy in the tribe: a group of women with bare chests and backs, with only a circle of straw skirts around their waists, half-encircled by six people to dance a kind of hula dance.

The women's gaze at the gods was fiery, and their eyes were also bright, as if they were swallowing their gods alive.

However, apparently it is Wei Hong who has attracted the most attention, first of all, because he was the first "god" to reach out and save the young child, and since he appeared, he has been standing in the middle of the other "gods", in the eyes of the tribesmen, it is obvious that this is a "great god".

Facts have proved that Zhu Beiguo's judgment is correct, Wei Hong's helmet color has a decisive blessing effect, and the fully enclosed motorcycle helmet on this little brother's head is mainly yellow, with white lines in between.

The other "gods" stood side by side behind Wei Hong on the left and right, like the messengers of the Dharma protectors behind the great gods.

The key is that Zhu Beiguo and Ailush's helmets are sky blue, red, and white, while Rambo's helmets are even red and blue, obviously, the tribesmen are not as kind to them as Wei Hong.

Fortunately, in the eyes of the Yellow and White tribesmen, these brothers seem to be just servants of God, well, the brothers actually play this role very cooperatively.

The people in the yellow-faced tribe obviously thought the same thing, and several other "gods" also appeared relatively late, so in the eyes of the tribe, those gods were obviously summoned by the yellow god in front of them.

Of course, the servants of God are also noble, so they are constantly receiving tributes from the tribes, mainly bloody heads and garlands woven from palm branches.

"There's nothing affordable at all!"

At this time, Wei Dongli stood behind Zhu Beiguo's side, and complained to Brother Zhu with some indignation.

And he had to endure the fear and disgust of human heads and corpses.

At this time, Fang Linyou was also standing on the side, maintaining a reserved posture and looking around, and said to Dr. Zhu who was standing next to him:

"Brother Zhu, the next time I meet the natives, I will definitely be the first to appear, then at least the person who sits high on the wooden stake and admires the group dance may be me!"

At this time, Rambo, who was standing behind him, said to Linyou, save you, what are you thinking about in your head! Still have the leisure to talk about this? How many bullets do you have in your ** now? It's right to find a way to get out of it! In case that red-faced tribe comes back, are you still sure to repel it?

No! Definitely not! My AK47 has only three ** bullets left, and the Colt bullets have one hundred and twenty rounds left, and if the red and blue-faced tribes come, we will have to show our eyes.

Xiao Ai's response was peculiar, obviously frightened.

At this time, Fang Linyou also turned around and asked Lan Bo and said, Brother, are you sure that the red-faced tribe will definitely come?

I guess not, right?

Depend on! Why hasn't the team arrived yet?

The conversation of several "Dharma Protector Messengers" behind Xiao Wei also made him, who was sitting on the stump trying to pretend to be forced, suddenly feel excited.

I saw Wei Hong jump up from the wooden stake violently, and without saying anything, he just raised his feet and turned around and left.

There was no warning at all, and there was no greeting at all, so he walked away in a shameful manner!

The brothers in the back were also stunned when they saw this, and said in their hearts that they didn't expect Wei Hong to be really decisive in doing things, he was the first to shoot him, and now he said that he would never drag his feet when he left, well, this kid seems to be a military leader......

At this moment, Zhu Beiguo and the other five people naturally followed quickly behind in turn, but after not taking a few steps, they heard a big change in the tune sung by the natives behind them.

So Wei Hong couldn't help but look back and found that a child dressed up was carried to the big bluestone by everyone. Know this kid yourself!