"Bazaitou, you've arrived!"

"Alishi, you're here too!"

About half a day's journey from the stockade built by the "boat people", Bazai met Alishi, the head of another tribe. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Both of them smiled as they looked at the samurai following behind each other.

At this time, the Liuqiu indigenous tribe is not large, and if you can bring two or three hundred warriors out, you are already quite powerful. Bazai and Ali Shi are relatively large leaders in the vicinity, each with 400 samurai, of course, most of the so-called "samurai" only use a shuttle mark, and the tail of the shuttle is tied with a rope, in order to be able to pull it back after throwing.

This is also a way to do it, the indigenous smelting technology is not very smart, although there are iron tools, but iron tools are more precious.

"This time, I'm going to make those boatmen look good!" Bazai whispered.

Ali Shi's eyes flashed with a greedy gaze, and he nodded again and again, in the past, the boat people could press them to fight, in addition to the boat people wearing iron armor, it also has a relationship with the fact that these natives are not together.

But this time it was different, the boatmen gave enough time, and they sent the things they got to the tribes outside the ten-day journey, and using the "boatman" method of calculating the distance, it was two or three hundred miles away.

Therefore, almost all the large tribes of two or three hundred li were present, and each family brought a few dozen or more four hundred warriors, and the number of them was gathered......

Anyway, with the calculation ability of Bazai and Ali Shi, it is impossible to count how many people have come out.

On the contrary, the people they sent out to scout said that the shipmen had entered the agreed place with only four hundred men, which was only one of their larger tribes.

More and more people are gathering here, and they are all these natives. Zhou Quan looked at it from a high place, but he was a little disdainful: "Didn't you say that the nearby two or three hundred miles have arrived, how many people are here, but more than four thousand, and what kind of warriors do the old and weak women and children also act as?" ”

"That's how the natives are." Li Bao said briefly.

"When the first batch came, they were cautious, but now that there are more people, they start yelling, what are you arguing about?" Zhou Quan asked again.

One of the natives next to him said cautiously, "That's the head of the Bazai, and he asked where the wine was, and why did they let these noble heads wait here?" ”

"Honorable Chief...... Funny, go and talk to him, after a while, enough wine. A sneer appeared on the corner of Zhou Quan's mouth.

The smile was a little cruel.

The native said a few words to Bazai in the past, but was incited back by Bazai's slap, Zhou Quan's eyes stared, and he looked at the sky: "Since you can't wait, let's start, just lack a chicken, it's him!" ”

With his order, when the gong sounded, the originally noisy natives were suddenly startled, and they looked around in panic one by one.

The two sides were separated by a small stream, which was so narrow and shallow that it could only reach the ankle. After the sound of this gong, some friendly natives moved out a large Taishi chair, and on both sides of the Taishi chair, a few smaller chairs were placed.

Zhou Quan looked big, sitting on the chair of the great master, beside him, one on the left and one on the right, two Taoist priests sat down.

The robes on the two Taoist priests are embroidered with the true shape of the five mountains, rich and handsome, like immortals, and those natives are uncertain.

Sitting in the middle should be the head of the "boat man", but what kind of trick are the two on both sides, who are whistles?

"Tell them that I have come here, and give them two choices, one is to be my subjects, and from now on obey my commands, and obey my decrees, and I will bestow upon them benefits that they could not have imagined before; The other is to be my enemy, and then to ashes. Zhou Quan said to a native next to him.

The native stayed for a while, he could only speak some Song dialect, Zhou Quan's words, even he couldn't understand it, how could he translate it to the rest of the natives?

A Taoist beside Zhou Quan smiled slightly: "Duke Zhou, let's talk to him about the poor Dao...... And said to the other side, this Zhou Gong will be their leader from now on, obey to live, disobey to die! ”

Zhou Quan glanced at this Taoist priest with some surprise.

This Taoist priest is surnamed Luo, the Taoist name is Jiuhe, Lin Lingsu said that he was a disciple he received in Haizhou, and the conversation along the way proved that he should have read a lot of books, but he just said it in one sentence, simply and neatly, not as elegant as in the past.

But when you think about it, how can you be brave enough to follow the missionaries among the natives!

The native understood, smiled, and then turned around and announced loudly.

There was a sudden chaos on the other side, and the natives, after being stunned, laughed one after another, and their laughter was full of mockery and disdain.

But the laughter gradually stopped, because the more than 100 natives who came with Zhou Quan here began to move things out of the tents that had been prepared long ago.

In order to prevent mosquito harassment as much as possible, Zhou Quan prepared a lot of supplies for Li Bao and them, and he brought a lot of materials this time.

Brought out were these favorite cotton and linen cloths dressed in deerskin and even defenseless, as well as ironware, glass, porcelain, and lacquerware...... There was a lot of stuff, and the natives on the other side of the creek suddenly became short of breath.

Bazai's eyes rolled slyly.

He wants all these things!

"Obedient, that's all, disobedient...... Just die. Zhou Quan, like the people of Jiuhe Road, expressed his views in the most simple and clear language.

"I'm obedient, I'm obedient!" Bazai was the first to cry, and then strode over, trying to cross the stream.

He heard a terrible creak, and several warriors on the other side, surrounded by iron, aimed at him with the kind of terrible weapons capable of firing sharp arrows.

"I said it, I'm obedient ......"

"Send the women and children from your village to us to prove that you are obedient, otherwise you will be disobedient."

When the translator looked at Zhou Quan again this time, he was not incomprehensible, but surprised.

Even if it is a cannibal here, it is impossible to agree to such conditions.

But he still translated it, and sure enough, the people on the other side shouted, and they all scolded in various vernaculars.

Bazai scolded the hardest, but even when he was scolding, his eyes never took off the big pile of things.

"It's all mine, it's all mine, I must get ......"

Rumble!

His thoughts were interrupted by a loud thud.

This seems to be a loud thunder, which makes all the natives panic, but the blue sky is like a wash, the weather is fine, where does the thunder come from?

Just when the natives were surprised, Zhou Quan pointed his hand to one of them: "I will ask the gods to distinguish which ones are willing to obey me and which ones are not......

The natives didn't know how to interpret the word "gods", and when they translated, they only said "he has a way of knowing who listens to him and who doesn't."

Before the translation fell, another big bang was heard.

Only this time, the loud noise also brought death and killing!

On the side of the natives, a hundred feet away from Zhou Quan, four shells fell, and these natives gathered in one place, which was the best target.

When the smell of blood wafted in the wind, the natives had not yet come to their senses.

They were shocked when the shell-shattered body came into view, and then there was a howl, screams, and ......

Confusion!

The natives instinctively associate death with the thunder of Fangcai, and then with the "boat man".

Just as the cannon sounded, Zhou Quan waved his hand.

Li Bao jumped out, stepped across the stream in two steps, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed Bazai's neck and dragged him over.

Ba Zai looked back in amazement, not noticing Li Bao's surprise attack at all.

When he felt that his neck was stuck and screamed, Li Bao had already clamped him under his ribs and strode towards the creek again.

Bazai's screams alarmed his companions behind him, and some of the "samurai" he brought with him were bold, wah-wah, screaming and chasing.

Li Bao held a person in one arm, held a knife in the other hand, turned around and slashed, the fastest runner didn't even scream, the first result flew into the sky, and the headless corpse still ran a step in the stream, and then fell!

Another native threw the spear in his hand, Li Bao threw his knife and grabbed the opponent's spear, the native pulled the spear tail rope, trying to take the spear back, but Li Bao held the spear and threw it back, penetrating the man's chest, and the man fell to the ground screaming.

"Get out!"

Li Bao, who had no weapon in his hand, roared violently, and another native, who was chasing after him, was frightened by his angry roar, directly let go of the spear in his hand, fell to his knees in the water, covered his chest with his hands, and then fell down!

Capture one person, chop one person, throw one person, scare one person, Li Bao calmly leaned over, touched his knife from the water, and walked over with Bazai swaggering.

When the natives looked at him again, they were like gods.

"Whoever does not obey is death!" The translator who was stunned came back to his senses at this time, shouted loudly, and then ran back to Zhou Quan's side.

"Master, am I right?"

"Hongya, you're doing a good job...... What is this guy talking about? Zhou Quan picked his chin.

Li Bao threw Ba Zai in front of him, Ba Zai was still proud and excited in the crowd just now, and now he was completely stupid.

All he could do was to kneel on the ground and keep prostrating and begging for mercy.

"He's begging for mercy." The native said.

"He was shouting just now, what was he shouting at that time?" Zhou Quan asked.

Capture Bazai has a purpose, Zhou Quan has long observed, this guy is considered a more powerful person among the natives, and he is the most arrogant, he has been showing his teeth and claws, especially if he wants to pretend to be obedient and deceive things.

These natives really think too highly of their own IQ.

"Wine, he wants wine." Translation of the native humane.

When Zhou Quan heard this, he raised his hand to signal, and suddenly several gongs sounded at the same time, calming the chaotic natives.

Zhou Quan got up from the Taishi chair, walked to the place full of things, picked up two bottles of wine, brought them over, lifted the cork, and poured them all on Bazai's head.

Kneeling on the ground, Bazai didn't understand what was going to happen.

Zhou Quan looked at the Jiuhe Dao people: "Dao Chief, why don't you try the Five Thunder God Method on him?" ”

Jiuhe was stunned, then smiled and stood up.

Zhou Quan invited them to come, but also to use their illusions to scare the natives, and almost all illusions use one thing.

Gunpowder! (To be continued.) )