The two sides were at a stalemate for a while, although the Qi people were the side that was surrounded, but these natives were obviously very vigilant, and did not easily launch an attack, or any sign of attack.

The strange atmosphere in the forest was full of tension in the hearts of Qi people, and if they didn't break this deadlock earlier, the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be to themselves.

At this time, a tall man among the natives said something in a loud voice.

But it is no surprise that their language is understandable to everyone.

Seeing this, the man said a few words, and when he saw the other party's blank look, he obviously realized something.

The man pointed at the other man, then gestured to his head.

Qi Ren's metal helmet made him very interested, and he wanted to get a closer look.

The platoon commander's expression was a little solemn, since the other party had no intention of attacking, if he rashly launched an attack, he would probably kill his subordinates.

Now that he has lost the opportunity, even if he can fight on his side, there is no guarantee that he can successfully escape surrounded by nearly 100 natives.

Weighing the pros and cons, the platoon commander made a bold decision.

In the midst of everyone's astonished gazes, he took off his helmet and gestured to the man.

Seeing this, the man had a happy expression on his face, and asked a native beside him to fetch the helmet.

Watching the native take the helmet from his hand, Qi Renxin had already raised his throat.

Taking over the helmet, the native man knocked and beat, the unique metallic texture, the art from the primary industrial assembly line, made him love this helmet.

Follow the example of Qi Ren and put the helmet on your head.

The natives suddenly screamed with excitement, and to the ears of the Qi people, the sound was like the wailing of evil spirits.

The native man was obviously satisfied with the gift, and took off the beast tooth necklace he wore around his neck and sent it to the platoon commander.

This move of the Turen not only made Qi people look at each other.

Obviously, the possibility of bloodshed should be greatly reduced, and Jiang Liu could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's been a year, and in more than a year, he will return to the Qi country, and he doesn't want to die meaninglessly at the hands of these natives.

If he could get through this crisis safely, he decided that he must worship God when he had the chance.

A simple transaction, so that the important news between the two parties slowly dissipates.

The leader of the natives said something to his people, and the natives with various weapons in the middle put down the weapons in their hands and looked at the Qi people with smiles on their faces.

Since the other party decided to show goodwill, the platoon commander naturally would not make any moves that would make the two strikers misjudge.

He also smiled heartily, indicating that he liked this necklace very much, even in his heart, he didn't think that this thing was worth a few dollars at all.

A conflict was resolved invisibly, and the players breathed a sigh of relief.

The natives who laid down their weapons showed honest smiles and looked curiously towards Qi Ren.

The team members were suddenly very nervous, and subconsciously wanted to wield a knife to defend themselves.

But the platoon commander said softly: "Don't move, these people won't attack us." ”

Sure enough, as if they had discovered something interesting, the natives looked left and right around the Qi people, and from time to time they touched the expedition members.

He would pull his hair and touch his arms, as if to verify that these people were human.

Jiang Liu was surrounded by four or five natives, and he could only maintain an embarrassed and polite smile, and his heart was already extremely unhappy.

But for the sake of his own life, he can only try to make a friendly expression.

Soon, the two parties who were preparing to fight just now were like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, saying things to each other that they couldn't understand.

The natives were very enthusiastic, and the natives, who were obviously the leaders, asked the Qi people to follow them back to their tribe, and signaled where they were, ready to eat.

Jiang Liu looked at those savage natives, and felt that they were eating with comparison, and he didn't know whether to let himself eat or prepare to eat himself.

The meanings of the two are very different, and I subconsciously shuddered at the thought that I was likely to become a lump of poop and be excreted.

He really wanted the platoon commander not to go with them, but in this situation, maybe the situation would be worse.

Jiang Liu could only stubbornly follow his companions, crossed a small river under the leadership of the natives, and disappeared into this dense forest.

The natives here are very different from those tribes in the temperate zone of the north, although they are not much different in appearance.

But following them all the way, the river was watching them.

They are also extremely backward civilizations, but the people here are obviously more advanced than those in the north.

Knowing that he had seen the tribe of the natives, Jiang Liu was even more convinced of this.

The tribe was large, and the open space was filled with large and small thatched houses.

The population size looks like it's about 1,000 people.

At this scale, even during the Central Plains Tribal Alliance, it could be regarded as a powerful prince.

And the tribe has learned to keep animals in captivity, and even not far away, there are things that don't know what crops grow there.

It's not known what it is, but it's clear that it definitely won't be wild.

In the center of the tribe, a high platform made of earth is arguably the most striking building of the indigenous tribe, but what is the specific purpose.

After a cursory observation, Jiang Liu's assessment of the tribe was very strong, which made him more and more pessimistic about his situation.

The arrival of the Qi people, like the tribes in the north, instantly aroused the onlookers of the natives.

Although the appearance of the Qi people is similar to that of the Turen, there are still subtle differences between the two.

Under the reprimand of the native leader, the onlookers were just watching from a distance, and did not dare to make any excessive moves.

Jiang Liu and the others were arranged in an open space and waited for a long time, but no native came to tell them what to do next.

At dusk, the man suspected of being the leader of the tribe reappeared in front of everyone.

And this time, a strangely dressed person appeared beside him.

The man wore an ornate headdress and epaulettes, his face was covered by an exaggerated mask, and he held a golden cane in his hand.

“#**（#（#））#）！”

The man spoke.

Seeing that Qi Ren was very wet and dazed, he nodded to the man who seemed to be the leader.

Seeing this, the man used body language to communicate with Qi Ren.

Both sides used their best wisdom to understand what the other was trying to say.

In extremely difficult communication, everyone can only roughly guess the part of the meaning that the other party wants.

One is that they are asking who they are and where they come from, and what makes the Qi people unsure is that it seems that these people are going to exchange something with them.