Just as Long Qiupeng had predicted, the Qiutu tribe eventually executed the betrayer Naki. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info In view of the fact that in this senseless battle later, the mound soil was greatly damaged, and there was no possibility of a comeback. Long Qiupeng decided to spare these old, weak, sick, orphans and widows, to avoid their slave suffering, and to absorb into the Long tribe as ordinary clansmen

Hearing him say this, the old man suddenly raised his head in disbelief, although he had not met, but he had also heard something about the Lu Clan, and it was because of this that he agreed to Naqi's plan to send troops to the Dragon Clan. At this time, hearing that Long Qiupeng did not intend to make them slaves, the old man slid from the stool to the ground excitedly and knelt down.

Today's hill tribe, it is impossible to keep it as it is, the old man is more inclined to strive to be able to keep his own bloodline, in the final analysis, for primitive people, life and reproduction is the top priority, so when Long Qiupeng announced such a decision, the old man naturally looked grateful.

"Okay, I don't mean to embarrass you, but you also know that in the wilderness, if you can't be strong, you have to die." Long Qiupeng looked at the old man, who stood up, but lowered his head wordlessly. Perhaps in his opinion, although Naqi's actions hastened the death of the tribe, it does not mean that without Naqi, his own tribe can avoid this catastrophe. Although the nearby Bronze tribe gradually increased and rose, the hill tribe that was originally the richest in the surrounding area now looked more like a piece of fat to be slaughtered.

In order to show his friendliness and sincerity to Long Qiupeng, the old leader took the initiative to explain some basic information of his tribe.

The Mounds were a strengthened version of the pottery tribe, they had a more robust and complete agriculture, including grain cultivation and hemp cultivation and weaving, and in pottery craftsmanship, they were not as skilled as the pottery department, but the earth and stone skills were above the tribes of the Dragon Ball tribe.

They also have three subordinate tribes, and the three tribes change to the hill tribes, and the relationship is relatively close. But the hill tribe is an agricultural culture and is relatively mild, so it seems that there are three tribes attached to the hill, but in fact it is almost the hill tribe that feeds the three tribes.

Long Qiupeng didn't say anything, but he felt in his heart that if he was Naqi, he would be angry, and he worked hard to help these small tribes resist foreign enemies, if you don't work, forget it, and I want to support you. Immediately came to the ear of the deer, and asked the deer to send people to the three tribes to spread the word, and go to the hill tribe to meet within two days, otherwise wait for the soldiers to meet.

When the old leader finished speaking, Long Qiupeng asked with special concern: "There is an abandoned mine with red stones around your tribe?" ”

The old man nodded and said, "Yes, Naqi thought it was a copper mine at first, so he dug it, but when he dug it up, it wasn't." ”

"Where is this mine?" Long Qiupeng seems to be careless, but in fact, this is what he pays the most attention to.

"In the vicinity of the Flint Tribe, their tribe was originally named after this ......" the old leader said that the Flint Tribe is one of the three subordinate tribes, and it is also the most barren of the three subordinate tribes. Probably because the iron content of the land is high, the area around the Flint tribe is not suitable for arable land to grow crops, and there is no particularly good hunting ground nearby, so half of the food of their tribe is supplied by the hill tribe.

The old leader said something more, but Long Qiupeng basically didn't listen. Long Qiupeng had originally thought about whether he could let the leader of the Qiutu tribe continue to rule here, just like other tribes, just treating this place as his own subordinate tribe. But then I thought about it, the ore can't be guarded by anyone else anyway, and if one day they suddenly discover the secret of the stone, it will only be a matter of time before another Naki comes out of the tribe.

It is necessary to integrate and resettle all the clansmen, and the development of iron ore must be in the hands of their own people. There are also the Hai tribe and the grassland tribe that originally belonged to the Lu tribe, and they haven't come forward for so long, Long Qiupeng has no time to care, and he will have to meet them well when he goes back this time.

The Qiutu tribe spent the first night after its return in the cold autumn rain, Long Qiupeng had nothing to do in his heart, he was tired very early, and he fell asleep before it was dark. This night, in the soft sound of the autumn rain, he slept very peacefully.

He originally planned to wait for the leaders of the three tribes to meet him today, and there was nothing special, so he planned to sleep lazily and replenish his strength. But unexpectedly, before the sky was bright, the deer went to the room and woke up Long Qiupeng and said, "Chief, the leaders of the three tribes have arrived." ”

He had just woken up from his sleep, and he was still a little angry, and he roared at the deer and said, "What nonsense, your people will only be in their tribe at this time." ”

To his surprise, the deer nodded and said, "Yes, the person who went to deliver the letter has not returned, but now the leaders of the three tribes have arrived." ”

Long Qiupeng paused for a moment, his somewhat confused mind gradually cleared up, he combed through what the deer said again, rolled his eyes, and asked, "When did they arrive?" ”

"Last night, but the chief went to bed early, I didn't call you." Lu's answer confirmed his conjecture, for the battle between Long Qiupeng and Naqi, the three leaders of Naqi were not unaware of Naqi's blackmailing of the old leader, but in order to protect themselves, they finally decided to watch from the sidelines.

Therefore, although they pretended not to know that they had not come to the war, in fact they had already sent people to ambush around the hill tribe to find out how things were going. When the battle situation was clear, they had already sent news to their leader before the envoy of the Dragon Clan.

The weak tribe survived for many years by relying on the supply of the hill tribe, and the hill tribe was defeated, although they did not fall into the ground, but they were also completely unable to resist. got the news early and came here, so naturally it was to explore Long Qiupeng's tone, so as to give himself a way to live.

In the absence of even primitive culture, etiquette, righteousness, honesty and shame are very abstract and vague concepts, and for those tribes on the survival line, these are not considered at all.

Long Qiupeng is not Yan Yan, he is still relatively gentle in terms of diplomatic means, especially in the face of more tame tribes, so I heard that they have been waiting all night, so I quickly put on my clothes and went to the temple of the hill tribe. Yesterday, the deer had been cleaned by a special person, and with the washing of the autumn rain, there was no longer yesterday's auspiciousness.

Everything was as if nothing had happened, the only difference was that the totem of the Mounds tribe was replaced by the totem of the Dragon tribe. One of the three is young, and the other is slightly older, but in Long Qiupeng's opinion, they are still in the prime of life.

They seemed to be discussing something when they got together at first, but when Long Qiupeng came in, they immediately silenced and knelt on the ground.

Long Qiupeng ignored them and walked straight to the throne and sat down. He said, "Get up, sit down." He didn't speak again. Although these three leaders were not loyal, what was determined by survival instinct at that time was not equivalent to Naki's ruthless cunning, so although the dragon ball did not give them a good face, it did not mean to embarrass them at all.

Obviously, the three of them had gone through a very "thorough" discussion before coming here, and seeing that Long Qiupeng did not speak, the leader of the Qi tribe spoke as a representative of the three people: "Respected leader of the Long clan, we are willing to lead our people to be loyal to you......"

Long Qiupeng smiled and said, "What you said, can it count?" ”

Probably because the leader of the Naqi tribe thought that Long Qiupeng was talking about the failure of the three of them to help the Qiutu tribe, he was a little embarrassed, but without any hesitation, he said the words that had obviously been discussed: "Naqi is holding the old leader hostage, we can't figure out the situation here......"

Long Qiupeng was not angry, nor was he noncommittal, but just interrupted him with a smile and said again: "What you said, can it be counted?" ”

Obviously, Long Qiupeng's routine had gone beyond the planning of the three of them, and when Long Qiupeng asked again, he got together with the other two again, and discussed with each other. And Long Qiupeng just sat there, waiting for the answer of the three of them with an ambiguous expression.

Long Qiupeng's gentle but irresistible attitude made several people sweat on their foreheads all the time. The three of them discussed for a while, but because Long Qiupeng had been smiling and watching from the side, he was not in the mood to think about the direction of this question at all, and how to answer, and what the pros and cons would be.

At this time, he leaned his body a little in the direction of the three people, and still asked with a smile a third time: "What you said, can it count?" ”

There was no time, this time the elder of the three of them stood up and took the position of the spokesman of the leader of the Qi clan, and replied to Long Qiupeng: "Yes, the leader of the Long clan. ”

"That's good!" Long Qiupeng slapped his thigh, although the voice was not loud, but the three of them were still slightly frightened, and then held their breath and listened to the second half of what he said, "From today on, your three tribes have officially become a branch of the Long tribe, named Qibu, Flint Department and Ma Department, and the three of you still have a certain degree of dominance over the internal operation of your tribe without my special order." ”

Long Qiupeng directly annexed his tribe, the three leaders were still a little unacceptable, they didn't dare to disobey, but they didn't want to obey, the three of them whispered there, as if they were discussing something.

But this time, Long Qiupeng didn't have the patience to wait for them to finish their discussion, he stood up and said to them in an understated tone: "My Long clan tribe is now four clans and seven tribes, there are not many of you, and there are many of you, if you don't want to, go back now." But don't blame me for not reminding you, one, my Long clan will never support non-mine tribes, and two, don't blame me for bullying the small when I meet each other one day. ”

As soon as Long Qiupeng's words fell, the deer at the door said very appropriately: "Three leaders, it's still raining, be careful of slippery roads." ”

At this point, where did the three of them still have the courage to calculate, let alone fight against Long Qiupeng, who had annexed the Qiutu tribe, just the one that cut off the offerings was enough to wipe out the three tribes. So they fell to their knees and shouted, "Chief! We are willing to follow! ”