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"Whew!" In an instant, the flames on the rocket spread to the entire grassland, and a whole bucket, about a few dozen catties, was poured by Zhao Le on this grass of less than fifty square meters. "The ground was burning, and a wall of fire two or three meters high was formed on the periphery, and there were some small fires burning inside.

The natives of the war tribes enclosed in the wall of fire suddenly lost their courage in battle, and instead fell to the ground and kowtowed to the wall of fire, apparently taking this supernatural phenomenon as a punishment from the gods.

Zhao Leke didn't care, and immediately ordered the archers to shoot arrows into the wall of fire, while the remaining sword and shield men and spearmen surrounded them separately.

After two waves of arrow rain, there were only more than 60 people left in the war tribe, and there were many dead people on Zhao Le's side, and the one hundred and nine people brought in were now only more than 70 people.

Damn it! Zhao Le secretly scolded in his heart, alas, these people will be his henchmen in the future, and now they have lost so much, can Zhao Le not feel distressed.

However, after consuming so many people, the natives of the war tribe were finally surrounded, and in this way, they were certain to die.

The fire is still burning, the archers of the Uk tribe are still shooting arrows in their hands, the natives of the war tribe are constantly dying, the natives finally mustered up the courage to break through with the remaining natives of the war tribe, however, it was not successful, Dong Si, who was surrounded outside the wall of fire, saw that he wanted to break through, and immediately rushed up with his soldiers, and after a bloody battle, the remaining more than 20 people of the war tribe, including the leader, were captured.

Let Dong Si lead fifty sword and shield men and spearmen to bring back the captives of the War Tribe, and Zhao Le entered the interior of the War Tribes with the remaining archers.

There are fifty or sixty rooms in the entire war tribe, Zhao Le took people to look at them one by one, and they were basically women from other tribes who were wiped out by the war tribe, men and boys were killed, and only women and girls were left, which was the foundation for their development of the tribe, even with the bloodthirsty and warlike character of the war tribe.

When he came to the house of the leader of the war tribe, the room was full of enemy heads, and the moment he entered the house, Zhao Le felt a chill.

The head of the room was so frightened that Zhao Le immediately wanted to leave, but just before leaving, Zhao Le seemed to hear something.

Puzzled, he listened for a while, "Hmm! Well! "It can't be wrong this time, someone! Zhao Le then walked towards the source of the sound.

Zhao Le, who saw this scene, was stunned, no wonder he had traveled for so many days, except for Li Hua, Zhao Le had never seen any other traversers, it turned out that they were all here.

In front of Zhao Le, there were a lot of people, well, a lot of traversers, about ten people, and a few, uh, well, Zhao Le didn't know which country they were, the first thing that could be determined was that they were white.

Except for these white people, the rest of the people looked like Chinese. Now is not the time to think about this problem, Zhao Le immediately asked a few archers to untie the ropes on their bodies and take down the leaves from their mouths.

Several people were excited, and sure enough, except for the white people, the rest of the people spoke Chinese.

"Thank you, little brother, for saving your life, after returning to China, I will give you whatever you want." The one who spoke was a fat man, more than seven meters tall, but he weighed about two hundred pounds, and he didn't need to look at it to know it.

When Zhao Le heard this, he smiled on his face and didn't speak, he didn't know that he had crossed the feelings, alas, sad, look at him like this, he was also the CEO of a company before, but unfortunately when you come here, you who don't understand anything can only be an ordinary person.

"Little brother, where is this, I remember that there don't seem to be indigenous tribes along the coast of Australia, alas, what's the matter with your blood?" Another tall man, a middle-aged man with glasses, just wanted to ask Zhao Le, but he found the blood stains on Zhao Le's body, and couldn't help but be taken aback, and asked with some fear.

Zhao Le heard this, and looked at his body, well, the white shirt had been dyed bright red with blood. I touched my face again, it was sticky, and the blood should have clotted into lumps. Don't think about it, Zhao Le's image at this time is already scummy.

As soon as the man with glasses spoke, all the traversers looked at it, and immediately took a few steps back.

"Let's not talk about this yet, you guys will go with me first, it's dangerous here." didn't speak, Zhao Le asked the people of the Wuke tribe to bring back the corpses of them and the women and children of those other tribes plus the dead warriors of the tribe, as for this house, Crook originally wanted to burn it, but Zhao Le didn't let it, he left a few people to watch, and asked them to expand here, Zhao Le's idea is to make this place a big granary, and the grain harvested from farming in the future will be hoarded here.

After returning to the tribe, it was already dark, because of Zhao Le's instructions, the prisoners of the war tribe were not killed, they were all tied up and put aside.

The people of the tribe walked towards Zhao Le and his party under the leadership of the patriarch, and when they took over the corpses of the warriors of the Wuke tribe, all of them fell silent, and when they were brought out, there were one hundred and nine people, and only seventy-six people came back alive. In this battle, the Uke tribe lost a full thirty-six warriors, accounting for one-third of the tribe's number of men.

There were talking and laughing before setting off during the day, but after coming back at night, they became a cold corpse, many women in the tribe couldn't accept it, they all cried, no one stopped them, and Zhao Le didn't either, it was all because of him, this was his responsibility. There could have been fewer deaths, all because of his arrogance.

As soon as Zhao Le wanted to take responsibility for the patriarch, he heard the patriarch say: "Lord Android, thank you for helping us eliminate the barbarian tribe, if it weren't for you, the Wuke tribe would definitely perish, although it lost many warriors this time, but also defeated the barbarian tribe, the warriors of the tribe, they will get the blessing of God."

"No, it's all because of me that the tribe has lost so many warriors, and I should punish myself."

"What's the matter, thanks to Lord Android's divine fire, otherwise we would have lost more, if I came to fight this battle, I would definitely lose, I always thought I was the most powerful, but I didn't expect that the leader of the barbarian tribe was more powerful than me."

I wanted to continue, but I was pulled by Dong Si to drink, and the wine that Zhao Le drank was on Li Fugui's ship, and many things on the ship were thrown down at that time, and there were a few barrels of burning knives from Daming in the few things left. Zhao Le has often seen this thing in ancient TV series, and when he drinks it today, this taste is really not something that modern people can drink, let alone Zhao Le, who can't drink, and only natives like Dongsi can drink it, it's too strong, of course, this is for Zhao Le who can't drink, if he likes to drink, he will definitely regard this wine as a confidant.

didn't drink two wooden cups of wine, Zhao Le couldn't get drunk. As if he was beaten by the Thai boxer with a set of serial punches, he returned to his house in a daze. Of course, no matter how drunk Zhao Le is, he still makes people look at the captives of the war tribe, lest they take advantage of the night to escape. This is his own slave, and he will keep it for mining in the future, and if he runs away now, who will mine.

Drunk, Zhao Le fell asleep on the kangaroo leather bed.

The next day, before dawn, Zhao Le called Li Fugui and Li Hua, who had recovered from his injuries, and went with him to meet the group of traversers.

Yesterday, he went to bed early, and the things of the traverser were all arranged by Hu Yue, and Li Hua also slept early, so he didn't worry about how Zhao Le fought at all, in his opinion, with those equipment and the command of a modern person, this battle was bound to win.

In fact, it is exactly like this, but the price is greater than Zhao Le and Li Hua expected. After yesterday's battle, Zhao Le led the Wuke tribe to unify the island of Cape Baron!

Win the first battle!