For most of the prairie warriors, the experience of a boat ride is not good. The space is too tight and many people get seasick and don't have the space to bend over and vomit.

But when they jumped off the boat, they were greeted with great reverence.

On the banks of the river, except for Bayang, whether they were riding horses or riding deer, they all looked respectfully at these people who came on iron. In the end, Lin Ji got off the boat, and the people on the shore couldn't even straighten their waists. It was as if these people had been transported directly from the grassland by Lin Zhi with this big iron lump.

Rui, who had been clamoring to kill the forest trail with a knife, also sat on the edge of the fire, looking at the red-hot steel knife in the fire very seriously, as if he was thinking about what spices could make it more delicious.

They pulled thousands of people over in one boat, and they still came. If you bring another ten boats and eight boats of people over, let alone him, even the entire Mao tribe can't afford to eat.

I can't afford to mess with it.

What made him even more untouchable was that the ship, which was comparable to dozens of elephants, disappeared in the blink of an eye. He was really worried that he would accidentally disappear like this.

Lin Ji went ashore to collect the boat, and Bayang was already waiting beside him.

"How's it going?" Lin Ji asked about the situation of the Mao tribe.

"Some people are dissatisfied, but they can't fight." Bayang is still quite confident in this.

The martyr doesn't want to fight, and he doesn't want to fight. Izuxia moved quickly, and five thousand people had already been dispatched to watch at him, and the other leaders also knew that the infighting was easy to be taken advantage of at this time, so they didn't dare to mess around.

"What's the problem now?" Lin Ji asked.

After he subdued Bayang, he already regarded the Mao tribe as a part of Huaxia. At this time, I also want to try to settle this matter. Open the road to the grassland.

"They're not very obedient anymore." Bayang was a little hesitant.

"Why did you die?"

"Yes."

"Is there anything else?"

"I'm not as respected as I used to be."

"Have you ever wondered why?" Lin Ji asked.

"Uh-huh......" Bayang groaned, but it was hard to say. He was a traitor to everything, and it was normal to not be respected.

But Lin Ji knew that it was not what Bayang thought. They no longer respect him, that's because Bayang doesn't dare to fight, so they are not afraid that he will not listen to him. But when the words came to his lips, he didn't say them after all.

It is impossible to subdue such a large tribe without bloodshed, the question is how to reduce the bloodshed and make it acceptable to more people. Bayang's idea of only wanting to persuade with his mouth is naturally wrong. When everyone found out that his lion couldn't bite people, maybe they would bite him to death first.

At dusk, there are clouds hanging over the Yellow River.

Rui and Yingluo were also quickly introduced to Lin Ji by Bayang. Rui didn't draw a knife to cut down the forest traces as he said before, but he just had a black face and didn't give half a smile. Ying Luo bowed to Lin Ji quite calmly, as if he was an ordinary leader and had not killed Huaxia's warriors before.

Lin Ji looked at Rui first, stretched out his hand, and said quite kindly: "Although we have different positions, since you didn't attack when we went ashore, we should be able to solve the problem through communication, don't you say?" ”

Rui Leng snorted, looking at Lin Ji's outstretched hand and did not move. He had been to Chaolin, so he naturally knew what it meant to shake hands. But he didn't want to pay attention to the forest tracks.

Lin Ji continued: "Like the leader of Bayang, I feel that everyone's life should be respected, so I hope that it is better not to shed blood. We have long mouths, and the difference in speech is not too big, so let's talk first and then decide whether to fight or not. Either way, my goal is to make a better life for more people, and this should be the same as what the people of the Mao tribe think. I think we should be fine talking about it first, don't you think? ”

"Speaking of which, you still want to annex my Mao tribe in Huaxia." Rui finally spoke.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little embarrassing, and Yingluo hurriedly played a round next to him and said, "Didn't the king say that he wanted to talk?" Now the matter is not conclusive, there is no need to say so. Rui, didn't you say before that you wanted to find the king to fight alone? The king is young, and you are afraid that you are not an opponent. But the king has already stretched out his hand, and you can still compete with him. The king should let you do the same. ”

After Yingluo said this, Lin Ji sighed and swept over the faces of the three of them.

Rui was mentioned about the old matter, and immediately blushed, reached out and grabbed Lin Ji's hand and shook it hard, and shouted: "Who wants him to let it?" ”

Lin Ji still had to figure out the ins and outs of the matter, and his hand was suddenly held by a pair of rough big hands, and it was as if he was caught by pliers.

He secretly complained in his heart, but his face was silent, and after taking two breaths, he secretly shook it back. He has been exercising non-stop all these years, and his hand strength is not small, although it may be slightly worse than Ruilai, but it should not be much worse.

But he has experienced a lot of things, and he knows the importance of attacking the heart, so while he secretly exerts force in his hands, the expression on his face has been extremely calm, and he also chatted with Yingluo a few words: "I heard that you killed one of my warriors in Huaxia, and finally chased and killed them all the way?" ”

Yingluo showed a little embarrassment on his face and said, "I didn't know that person was from Huaxia, and I thought he was from the grassland." When I saw that he was holding the same knife as mine, I thought he had stolen my sword, and therefore I killed him. ”

The embarrassment on his face was just right enough to make people almost believe that what he said was the truth. Of course, what he said is also reasonable. The style of the sword of the Chinese warriors is different from the style of the knife that is exchanged. After the eagle fell to Chaolin, it should have received a gift from Chaolin and also got the same steel knife. It's not uncommon to see the same thing and misunderstand.

Lin Ji nodded and asked, "Then why are you still chasing my killers?" ”

"This ...... I'm also worried that they're stealing something else. "Eagle Fall is very serious.

Lin Ji was so angry that his teeth itched, and he added two points of strength to his hand again, but what he said to Yingluo was: "Your name is not very good." Well, count, yes, no, Ji, ......"

This eagle is shameless in sowing discord on both sides and three knives, and this person can't stay.

Lin Ji added two points of strength to his hand, but Rui suffered a lot. He shouted again and again, but Lin Ji's hand seemed to be unresponsive like the root of an old tree. And Lin Ji had a calm expression on his face, as if this bit of strength was nothing at all, as if he couldn't help the other party no matter how much strength he used.

Judging from the scene, he is much more embarrassed than Lin Ji. By the time Lin Ji added two more points of strength, he was almost about to collapse.

Lin Ji felt that his hand had completely lost sensation, and he was afraid that the whole hand would be abolished if he held it like this, so he smiled and patted the back of Rui's hand with his left hand and said, "Leader Rui is really brave, how about this game as a tie?" ”

Rui Wei was afraid that Lin Ji still had any strength left, so he hurriedly withdrew his hand and shook it fiercely.

Lin Ji retracted his hand and secretly clenched his fist a few times, only to feel the hot pain in his hand. I secretly sighed in my heart that I might not even be able to shoot a pistol in the past few days, and maybe eating and writing would be a problem.

Rui saw that Lin Ji's face was still light, and he only thought that he had lost, so he beckoned someone to leave when he turned his head, and Yingluo hurriedly followed. But both of them were left behind by the forest traces: "Both, I brought some good drinks with me, why don't we have a drink here tonight?" Whether we talk about it or not, I still admire the majesty of the seven leaders of the Mao tribe. Let me treat you well today, right? ”

The seven leaders of the Mao tribe are Qingshi, Rui, Ridge Cluster, Eagle Fall, Red Eyebrow, Willow Crack, and Dipu. The three leaders of the rebellion are the Limestone, Sharp and Ridge, whose territory is in the east. For now, it seems that the Eagle Fall has taken refuge in them. The other three are bent on roasting the sun.

Hongmei let the Huaxia army enter his territory, and it can be said that there is no way out. Liu Crack and Dipu both had a fateful friendship with Bayang. At this time, the two of them confronted each other with a large army and Qingshi Ridge.

The elephants and horses crossing the river on this side of the forest have not yet swam over, and by the time they come ashore, it will probably be dark.

If these two people are put back, Lin Ji will not be able to keep up. When they return to the battlefield, the confrontation will be reversed. And if these four people come up with a plan and lead troops to attack at night, the thousands of people in Lin Ji will also be extremely dangerous.

Rui shook his hand and continued to walk, but when he turned his head, he found that there were already people around him.

Lin Ji used sand boats to carry people, not only in terms of speed and surprise, but also in terms of numbers, which made them unprepared. In their original understanding, if they saw too many people rushing in the river, they would have run first. But who would have thought that there would be thousands of people in a boatload? And, who thought of running at that time?

Lin Ji ordered to camp on the spot, leaving Rui and Eaglefall's men in a corner of the camp to be strictly guarded. Sure enough, he pulled Roasted Yang Rui and Yingluo and Fu Wolf Dunmu and others to set up pots to cook.

In late summer and early autumn, the weather is a little muggy, but the Yellow River carp are extremely fat at this time. The soldiers of Huaxia went to the net nearby, caught a lot of fish, and Lin Ji boiled a few pots, and everyone couldn't stop eating at all.

After three glasses of wine, Rui's old face began to turn red, but Yingluo's face became white.

Rui said to Lin Ji with a wide tongue: "I know why the leader of Bayang is willing to defect to your Huaxia, if you give me food and drink like this every day, I am also willing to ......."

Yingluo hurriedly blocked Rui's mouth with his greasy hand, and looked at everyone with a sneer.

"Don't make a fuss." Rui broke free of Eagle Fall's hand and continued: "When I say what if, I don't mean to run now. But no, you know? Up and down the Mao tribe, people with a lot of corn will not be willing. ”

"Even if you kill me and Hawkfall now, the result will be the same."

"I also know that your Huaxia is not a tribe, but a country built by many tribes...... I also know that you are a nation built to feed your stomach, to heal your sickness, and not to go to war. However, no. Even if you can not go hungry, but being sick is the punishment of the Yin God, how can it be cured like this? It is even more impossible without war. If you kill both of us, the Mao tribe will immediately go to war with you. It's useless for the leader of Bayang to stand on your side......"

Spit out the truth after drinking. Lin Ji felt that these words were probably Rui's true thoughts. Or maybe it's what most of the Mao tribal leaders think.

Hearing this, Lin Ji was still very happy. Tonight's wine was not wasted. The kingdom's plan to buy these leaders was also well executed. At least Rui already knows the purpose of the founding of the Chinese nation.

Lin Ji poured wine for Yingluo and asked, "Then do you think there is any way to get the approval of the people of the Mao tribe?" ”

Yingluo wanted to stop Rui from talking, but when he raised his eyes, he found that Lin Ji was staring at him unkindly, which made his back chill.

Rui was already a little drunk, and after drinking a large glass of wine, he said, "Unless you are really omnipotent, you can also gain the approval of our gods and martyrs." ”

The gods of the Mao tribe are self-contained, with the Mao gods managing vitality, development, and harvest, and the yin gods managing disease, old age, and punishment. Obtain their consent...... This is a huge propaganda project.

But after Lin Ji heard the name martyr again, he finally knew where his breakthrough point was.

"Well, let's make a pact, I'll go and meet your martyr and talk to her. Until the results are in, we will keep the status quo and not attack each other. What do you think? Lin Ji suggested.

"Hahahaha." Eagle fell first laughed, then choked on the wine, and tears came out: "If you want to see our martyrs, you must go to the tomb." But whoever enters becomes a martyr and never comes out. Will the king be our martyr? ”

As soon as he said this, Fu Wolf Dunmu and the others changed their faces one after another, and they were almost about to burst out. Baking Yang also glared at the eagle falling.

Lian Rui's wine seemed to have woken up a little, and he looked at Lin Ji with clear eyes, wanting to see the flowers on Lin Ji's face.

Lin Ji pressed the crowd who was about to riot and said, "If I can let the Mao tribe join Huaxia peacefully through this matter, it is nothing for me to take some risks." If I can come out of the tomb, doesn't that mean that I should be your king? ”

No matter what the situation is inside, as long as people can survive inside, it means that the environment inside is not too extreme. Lin Ji felt that it should not be a problem for him to get his equipment and run inside.

If this can invite the hearts of the people of the Mao tribe, then the deal will be absolutely worth it.

"Is the king sure he wants to see our martyrs?" Rui stood up unconsciously, and asked very seriously.

At this time, there was no such thing as a word, and high-fives were not yet popular. Otherwise, he was afraid that he would immediately make an agreement with Lin Ji.

"Yes." Lin Ji stood up with a wine glass and replied seriously: "I'll have a drink with you, and this matter will be settled." ”

"Good!" Rui gulped down the liquor from the disposable cup, and the man began to shake.

Yingluo also drank the wine in his disposable cup and began to babble: "If the king can become a martyr of my Mao tribe, my Mao tribe will ...... from now on Will...... Great harvest, hahaha. ”

Lin Ji asked the two drunks to drag them down, and he turned his head and asked Bayang, "What do you think?" If the martyrs had agreed to the Mao tribe joining Huaxia, would the situation have improved? ”

Bayang's face was a little ugly: "But no one can come out alive." ”