"Visiting the Patriarch?" Minotaur tribe .... That is, in the second base of the little cabbage tribe now, the old witch doctor Barr looked a little stunned....

These days, he has been obsessed with the practice of surgical sutures, and rarely cares about the miscellaneous things in the base, and if you can report to him, it means that the guy who has this request is definitely not a miscellaneous fish....

Thinking of this, Old Barr frowned, carefully put aside the beef and cowhide in his hand for the sewing experiment, and slowly stood up.

Since seeing the magic of surgery from Lord Cabbage, Old Barr has been obsessed with this aspect of learning for this time, but this thing seems to be very complicated to get started, after modestly studying with many witch doctor seniors for a few months, he has now only mastered simple debridement and texture sutures, and a few witch doctors at Base 1 are now capable of simple operations such as appendectomy and worm removal.

He also had to work harder, and in his lifetime, he had to absorb more of this vast and profound knowledge, so that he could pass it on to the children under his hand who did not have the talent of mental power and could not become a witch doctor.

These children have been inspired to study medicine since childhood, and they missed the best period to become warriors, but after years of dedication and hard work, they failed to become witch doctors, and finally could only become herdsmen, which made Old Barr feel regretful and guilty.

Now with the new knowledge of the chieftain, even if he doesn't need mental strength, he can become an excellent doctor to treat diseases and save people, which makes him feel that he has found a new direction for those children!

"Where's Carlo?" Barr frowned.

"Lord Carlo has taken someone out with Lord Reilly, saying that it is about to spend winter, just in time to capture some more people for the chieftain....."

The report was made by a green-haired gnoll, which looked about half as small as the Minotaur, but was much more lean than the average gnoll.

Barr nodded slightly when he heard this, since the surrender of their Black Hoof Tribe, the two grasslands have been united, and the logistics of the Little Cabbage Tribe have entered a period of rapid development.

Under the great shamanic skills of the chieftain, the pastures of both families were upgraded to the level of sixth-level land, and at this time, there was enough grassland and farming, and after the overabundance of food, the difference was the livestock and population.

So in the days that followed, Reilly often took people out to subdue some wandering tribes.

Of course, their tribe doesn't collect garbage now, and the people they capture are very quality-oriented, like goblins and kobolds, and they basically don't even look at it.

Only high-quality ogres, minotaurs, cheetahs, and loxontods will usually be selected.

The words of the jackals must be of high quality, just like the one in front of them, and the high quality must be inherited by the family and tribe tracking skills.

Led by the gnolls, Barr led the men all the way outside.

The battle outside was very large, and there were hundreds of Minotaur warriors standing in the black press, all of them fully armed, and at this time, there was a green-skinned man standing opposite, a bit like the appearance of a high-level orc, but it looked stronger than the average high-level orc.

And the momentum is very strong, to be honest, it is the first time that Old Barr has seen a guy who is still inferior to the tribe in the face of hundreds of heavily armed Minotaur warriors single-handedly.

He coughed lightly and stepped forward, and the people around him hurriedly gave way to him, and after Old Barr walked to the front, he saw that there were several wounded warriors at the front, and several of them were not weak, including a silver warrior in the high-level beast clan of Base 1.

It's not easy!

Old Barr squinted, commanded the wounded warrior to be carried away, and slowly stepped forward, looking at the other party.

A high-level orc, with a bunch of kobolds, is quite rare....

Looking at the other party's rather strange expression, the Liver Emperor couldn't help but blush and coughed lightly.

To be honest, I still shouldn't have brought this group of guys here....

It's a shame.....

Looking at the battle of the people, a group of tall and mighty minotaurs, wearing all-black metal armor and holding metal giant axes, hundreds of them stood there and felt more imposing than the thousands of ogres of the big tribe they had seen before.

Looking at my side, a group of unclothed kobolds, with some broken copper and iron in their hands, most of them still holding weapons such as wooden sticks, just like a group of beggars....

"Where are the guests coming from?" Old Barr asked, squinting.

Orcs admire the strong, and the guy who can knock over several bronze warriors and a silver warrior by himself deserves to be treated with caution no matter what his intentions are.

"From far away!" The Liver Emperor smiled, "I'm from the same place as you chiefs!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the old witch doctor's eyelids jumped!

To tell the truth, the chief of his family has great powers, knows shamanism and medicine, and has some strange seeds, as if she can do anything, but her origin has always been curious by everyone.

It wasn't until one day that Norn accidentally revealed that Lord Little Cabbage was forcibly brought out from an unknown place by Vasana of the Blackwater tribe's generation, and I heard that he lost his life in order to bring her out!

This scares everyone a lot, who is Vasana? The chief of the Blackwater Division, I heard that she is the strongest chief since the third generation of Vasana, and some people once said that she has grown as huge as a mountain and has become a legend!

Such a character also lost his life in order to bring out his own chief, which shows how dangerous the place where his own chief used to be!

At that time, everyone realized that our chief man might come from a terrible place.

Now that he had heard that this man was from the same place as his own chief, old Balton knew that what was before him might not be simple.

"The guests aren't joking, are they?" Old Barr asked solemnly.

"Labor and management are so idle? Coming all the way to laugh with you? The Liver Emperor pouted and said, "Go and call the little cabbage out, and say that Uncle Liver Emperor and I'm here to pick her up!" ”

Barr: "!! ”

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"Chieftain, Chief!!"

In the cabin at Base 2, the little cabbage who was lying on the bed in the warm quilt suddenly wrinkled into a bun after hearing the noise.

Since becoming the chief, hasn't she slept until she woke up naturally? No one has ever dared to quarrel with the old lady, who is not long-eyed and tired of it!

So she glared at the visitor menacingly.

The jackal who came to report suddenly shrank cautiously when he saw this, he had already heard that our chief was very angry when he got up, and he would be very angry when he was disturbed to sleep....

Now the fierce .... It's cuter than rumored....

The jackal thought secretly in his heart, but then quickly shook his head, now is not the time to think about this, he hurriedly shouted: "Chief, something is wrong!" ”

"You'd better say it's a big deal, or I'll make it a big deal for you today!!" The little cabbage looked at it viciously.

"A green orc knocked on the door today, saying that he was from the same place as you and came to pick you up!"

"What?" Hearing this, the little cabbage jumped up from the bed!