Chapter 71: Seeing Blood Seal Your Throat! (1st Update)
As soon as you enter the tribe.
Sauron immediately smelled a strange smell, I can't tell what it was, but it did have a smoky smell. The environment of the whole tribe is very dirty and messy, there is still feces left by children on the ground, and even the road surface has not been deliberately smoothed, and there is black mud on it. The tribe was surrounded by a low shack, and the rudimentary fence was of no use to Sauron, and he could see a jumble of inferior natives, with a family of five or six people or more.
It gives him the feeling of an African tribe, even though it is thousands of years old, but no civilization has been born at all!
War, chaos, killing.
The environment ruined the hope of civilization, and only the oldest traditions and order remained, numb the rulers of these inferior natives. Clusters of low huts were formed in a circle, and only the most central part of the tribe could light the relatively scarce resin torches. Everything here is so primitive and barren that Sauron can even see rudimentary tools of stone, and steel is also a very rare resource here, mainly used for weapons and knives, but some bronze tools can be seen.
The small indigenous tribes were largely quite primitive, and only those who established towns had acquired a lot of skills.
In fact, life is far from being as easy as you think.
The most basic things are 'food, clothing, shelter and transportation', and clothes are still in front of food. Perhaps in the more civilized continents, clothes are something that can be bought for money, but there is basically no trade here. Sauron saw a lot of poorly clothed natives, many of whom slept bare-bottomed. The clothing of the overseas islands is mainly animal hides, linen and other plant fibers, and animal skins are the higher value things. Flax also needs to be specially cultivated for exchange if the location of the tribe deviates from the indigenous towns. Many of life's most basic needs cannot be met.
Here, the finished fabric is something that can be traded for money! (Note: Similar to the ancient Chinese use of cloth as a substitute currency.) )
Sauron soon saw their food.
Basically, there are no accidents, it is a kind of porridge that is black mixed with various miscellaneous items of vegetable leaves. There was also ugly black bread next to it, which was similar to a hardwood stick. It can be seen that their food is quite sufficient, but there is no oil and water, and the food is rather messy, because Sauron actually saw a spider with a large palm. In most of the sheds, the inferior natives lived in groups, and did not shy away from children even when they were mating, and the children here were considered adults around the age of thirteen.
Sauron didn't stay on the periphery for long.
He approached the center of the tribe along a somewhat muddy road, and to be honest, Sauron was a little unable to understand the natives' thinking. Obviously there is such a large labor force, why not simply tidy up the surface road environment, it may be that they are used to this kind of living environment.
Patrolling guards appeared ahead.
There was rubble on the ground near the center, and no sooner had Sauron lurked nearby than he heard a series of rapid gasps, crashes, and groans, and more than just from one place. Probably because of the habit of 'sunrise and sunrise', the aborigines had little other entertainment at night, so their only pleasure at night was to mate. As the higher status warriors in the tribe, they enjoyed more food. More resources, more spouses.
The area is much better than the outside, and there are even decorative sculptures, as well as bacon, salted fish, and deer legs hanging under the beams. It was inhabited by warriors from indigenous tribes. They are basically professionals, possess strong fighting power, are supported by inferior natives, and have the right to speak within the tribe.
The number of fighters could not be determined.
According to Sauron's estimation, though. It takes at least five people to support a warrior, and if this tribe does not annex other tribes. At most, there were about three hundred indigenous warriors.
There is not much threat to Sauron in terms of numbers!
Because he brought a lot of pirates, basically all of them could participate in the battle. But there are many old and weak women and children in this indigenous tribe.
As you get closer and closer to the center.
A sense of crisis inexplicably appeared in Sauron's heart, and he cautiously lurked closer, and could see several tall and majestic buildings. One of the buildings was so lavishly built that even the floor was covered with fur, and there were two tall natives standing in front of the door. It was supposed to be the residence of the chieftain of the indigenous tribes, and it seemed to be no worse than many generations of nobles, and the sound of maids could be heard inside, and Sauron could hear the jumble of voices and footsteps, and he couldn't be sure what was going on inside.
In addition to this luxurious mansion, there is only one larger courtyard nearby.
The source of Sauron's unease was this courtyard, judging by the strange statues placed in front of the door, and the various mysterious patterns, it was not surprising that this was where the shamans of the tribe lived. Sauron felt a faint spell fluctuation, but he didn't dare to approach it lightly, because the caster could set a warning trap, which was difficult to remove. It is possible that as soon as he gets a little closer, the other party will directly find him with a spell trap.
There was a strong smell of medicine near the shaman's courtyard!
Very, very strong medicinal smell.
The smell of this medicine is a little pungent, and it makes people feel a little uncomfortable when they smell it, as if they will be poisoned if they stay for a long time. The houses in the neighborhood are far away, and it seems that the rest of the indigenous tribes are more fearful than respectful of shamans. There were so many strange plant roots and corpse fragments dried near this courtyard that most of Sauron couldn't argue, but that didn't prevent him from being sure that the shaman inside was a master of potions!
At least in the "Poisonology" branch of pharmacy, he is a first-class master.
The natives used poison without permission.
This knowledge is mainly in the hands of the shamans, who pass on some of it, but the core of it is passed on by the shamans by word of mouth. Due to their long-term exposure to potions, many of these shamans are toxin resistant, and some even have a constitution that is directly immune to toxins, and they also have some magical abilities similar to dark magic, including some weird curse spells.
There is a row of trees near the yard.
It is a strange-looking tree, about 25 meters tall, with not very wide leaves, and it looks like a species of tree, and its bark is white-gray. Sauron glanced at it, his expression gradually becoming solemn, he quietly approached, and then an extra throwing knife appeared out of thin air in his palm.
"This is?! ……”
Sauron carefully stabbed a small hole in the trunk of the tree, and then looked closely, only to see a trace of milky white liquid overflowing, and there seemed to be a faint fishy smell in the air.
His expression was stern, and he muttered, "See blood to seal your throat?!" Poison dart wood? ”
See blood seal the throat.
A natural highly poisonous tree, whose real name is poison arrow, is a tree commonly found in tropical rainforest areas, after the milky white venom in front of the eyes is stained with the wound, it can quickly paralyze the heart of the poisoned person, seal the blood vessels, coagulate the blood, and finally suffocate to death. The danger of this toxin is very high, and if the dose of poisoning is relatively high, even an extraordinary physique may not be able to withstand it. As for the ordinary pirates under Sauron, if they are poisoned, they basically have to be cured, and the possibility of surviving is quite low.
"It looks like I made the right decision!"
A cold sweat broke out on Sauron's body, and he was secretly glad that he had decided to come over in person today, and he didn't recklessly let his subordinates go to war with the indigenous tribes. Otherwise, when it comes time to actually do it, the casualties of his own men will definitely be quite heavy, not to mention the other methods of the natives, just this bloody toxin can make many people suffer. Before they could summon elemental spirits, Sauron's pirates would be able to die.
"Looks like it's going to take the long view! Hands-on must also hit them by surprise! ”
Sauron's figure lurked in the darkness, took a deep look at the courtyard in front of him, and then turned and walked towards the outside of the tribe.
The shaman in here is a big problem!
If the indigenous tribe is to be dealt with, a decapitation operation must be carried out, and he and Vivien must preemptively kill the shaman. Although it is impossible to determine his professional level, it should not exceed the fourth order. Basically, there are very few legendary shamans in the overseas islands, and some are also in those large indigenous tribes of tens of thousands of people. This indigenous tribe seems to have a lot of resources, whether it is people, land, or other goods.
Even those poisonous arrows that sealed their throats with blood were of great use to Sauron!
Sauron came over this time.
The threat of this indigenous tribe was determined, and the determination to kill them was confirmed.
How can you let others snore next to the couch!
These natives are so dangerous, Sauron will never allow them to live on this island, and I am afraid that those natives will treat them as outsiders in a similar way, but they are not in a hurry to attack because they do not know the details of Sauron for the time being.
Both sides are destined to have only one who can continue to save zài!
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(PS: I got up at half past six in the morning to code words.,Maybe I think the update is not good during this time.,I want to compensate you quickly.。 -- Futuzi who works hard to code words. Today's three watches. (To be continued......)