Grand Overseer Ai lived up to expectations, once again deceiving the already numb human captives.

The human captive, who had just been lying down after a busy day's work, had to brave the strong wind under the roar of the great overseer Ai, and his eyes were full of tears of grievance, and he shrugged his head and walked out of the tent to continue "working all night." ”

A simple small auditorium, hastily erected before sunrise under the sweat and tears of grievance paid by the human captives.

In addition to the stone podium, there are more than 100 simple wooden benches under the stage, and tall wooden planks are erected around them to play the role of sounding and blocking the wind.

It has to be said that these human captives are simply the best candidates to be coolies, practice makes perfect, fast movements, and no complaints.

From the moment he walked out of the tent, he began to work silently with his head down, and when he was done, he returned to the tent with his head down and fell asleep, and everyone did not complain, and Alan took the horsewhip, not even looking for an unlucky ghost who was angry.

During this period, no matter whether Alan praised him loudly or waved his horsewhip to urge, the human captives treated him as air and did not bother to deal with him.

In fact, the barbarian warriors were more accustomed to sitting around the ground in a chaotic manner, and this simple auditorium built by human captives overnight was dispensable to them.

Of course, Alan also understands this, he just thinks that these human captives have nothing to do except sleep while lying in the tent, and he just can't sleep and has nothing to do.

This caused Allen, who had nothing to do, and a human captive who seemed to be idle all night.

This time everyone gathered was different from the last time, at that time, Allen may have been defined as an "outsider" by many barbarian warriors, but this time it can be said that he is a member of the tribe through and through.

All the tribesmen, except for the twenty warriors who guarded the human captives, men, women and children, up to the chief Zack father and son, down to the tribal ranger sentries, all sat in the audience at this time, like unemployed workers waiting for the leader to speak.

Looking at the tribal warriors sitting on the bench below, Alan secretly comforted himself, what more could he want, these guys are barbarians who don't even wipe the tuba.

The cold winter moon is about to pass, and it is impossible for him to take Dina to the end of the world, let alone find the clues of Dina's biological mother, and whether he can avoid the pursuit of the Holy See is a question.

Yesterday he consulted with Dina and Zack Sr. and reached an agreement, on one side is the most wanted man of the Holy See, on the other hand is the thorn in the side of the Great Chief Tribe, the two unlucky ghosts have temporarily reached a strategic partnership, otherwise Alan would not be so interested in the Bloodhoof Tribe.

"I, speaking today on behalf of our beloved Chief Zack the Elder." Alan coughed his throat and continued, "I hope you can listen carefully and take it seriously!" ”

"Brother Allen, are you going to rob the human merchant group again?"

"That's a good thing, brothers, the cold winter moon is almost over, let's pick a bigger caravan."

"Yes, Brother Allen, what do you say, brothers listen to you."

"Yes, we're still in the name of the Great Chief Tribe."

Sitting in the corner below, Cologne, who had already sold himself to Allen, only now did he understand.

Feelings: You have eaten the gall of the bear's heart and leopard, and you actually robbed our merchant group without the permission of the barbarian chief? I always thought that something had happened between the prince and the barbarian chief.

However, at this time, no one cared about Cologne's psychological gap, and the tribal warriors were making a lot of noise.

"Okay, it's all quiet, it's not about that, I'm going to talk about the internal affairs of our Bloodhoof tribe."

Alan looked at the crowd below that was gradually quieting, and then said in a loud voice, "Do you see the watchtowers and bunkers on the periphery of the camp?" See the traps on the outskirts of the camp? What is that? You know? ”

The dumb-looking barbarian warrior in the audience stood up and shouted happily: "I know, I know, it's the fruit of human captivity's labor." ”

Alan felt that he should find a trust in advance, and he really overestimated the IQ of these people.

Looking at this tribal warrior who had finished showing off the lower limit, he waved his hand impatiently to let him sit down, Alan adjusted his mentality and said: "I'm talking about the role of those bunkers and watchtowers, which can ambush, can anticipate the enemy's opportunities, and can kill the other party by surprise, do you understand?" ”

The tribal warriors were confused.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I say this, why are we, who are obviously stronger than human beings in personal force, always embarrassed by our opponents, or even defeated, and our war with the enemy is either a big victory or a big defeat, or even more defeats and fewer victories! Why is that? ”

The tribal warriors looked confused, you look at me, I look at you, why does Brother Allen always like to tell the truth today.

Oh, yes! Why?

"This is because human beings are progressing, they are changing, and we are still holding on to our inherent thinking, and we are complacent and do not understand." Looking at the thoughtful expressions of the tribes during the war, Alan shouted, "Answer me loudly, do you understand?" ”

"I don't understand !!!!!" The tribal warriors were in unison, and their voices were loud.

"These idiots!" Alan was almost, rolling his eyes as he raised his hand and hooked his finger at Cologne, who was sitting in the corner.

Cologne stupidly raised his finger and pointed at himself, looking unclear.

A large group of round heads looked at him in the direction of Allen's finger.

Cologne walked uneasily to the stage, but before he could stand firmly, Allen kicked him over without saying a word.

Ignoring the angry Cologne, Alan yelled at the audience: "See, this is the high-level warrior of the human race." ”

Cologne, which turned into a rolling gourd, amused the tribal tribes laughing during the war, leaning forward and closing back.

Alan hooked his finger at Cologne, who had just stood still with an angry face.

Cologne was unmoved.

"Do you want the to be a monster crystal nucleus?"

Cologne trotted all the way to Alan in three steps and two steps, pouting his ass and waiting to be kicked.

"Use vindictiveness, what are you pouting your ass for!" Alan was dying.

Cologne cooperated to stimulate the fighting spirit, and a layer of white faint light surrounded the whole body.

Alan went up and kicked again, and this time Cologne, who had a fighting spirit, only took two steps back slightly to stabilize his figure.

"Don't you see, what is this, this is vindictiveness." Alan shouted to the audience.

However, the tribal warriors still looked confused.

Allen didn't care if they understood it or not, he picked up the whole body armor that had been placed on the ground, put it on Cologne's body, and threw him a small round shield.

Cologne, whose IQ far surpassed that of the tribal warriors, now understood what Eren wanted to express, stabilized his body, stimulated his fighting spirit, and raised a small round shield to make a defensive gesture.

With a "bang", Allen, who was holding a small shield with one foot, was shocked and took two steps back, and his acting skills were very exaggerated.

"Now you understand, understand, right?" Alan looked at the tribal warriors in the audience expectantly.

The tribal warrior who had been despised by Eren just now couldn't wait to stand up again this time, shouting: "This time I understand, I understand, if you take off his shield and armor, won't you be able to kick him down." ”

Alan felt good for a moment, and it was a little difficult to breathe.

"I rely on your uncle." Alan shouted angrily: "I mean protective gear, shields, external forces, external forces do not understand, human beings can defend against our attacks with the help of external forces, and even defeat us with the help of external forces!" They're improving, progress understand, what about us? We relied on our hands hundreds of years ago, and we still rely on our hands. I know you are not ashamed to wear armor and disdain to carry weapons. But in my eyes, you are stupid, big stupid, the number one stupid in the sky. I ask you, is glory important, or is homeland important? Is the safety of the tribe important, or is your vanity important? The brothers and sisters around you are important, or your fighting beliefs are important, I rely on you big fools!!!!!! ”

Looking at the tribal warriors in the audience, it seemed that they were really thoughtful, and his tone softened a little and continued: "If we can keep pace with the times and leave behind that poor vanity and ignorance, then the brothers around us, the family members around us, and the comrades-in-arms around us, how much less blood can they shed." Isn't it a real warrior by external forces? Won't it gain respect and awe? Only the victor will be honored and honored! You think your opponents will respect you, no, they'll think you're stupid, big fools with brute force. ”

The tribal warriors, who were dumbfounded by Allen's words, sat stupidly on the bench.

yes, what are we holding onto? Perhaps in the eyes of the enemy, we are bare-handed, but instead of being respected by our opponents, we will be laughed at by our opponents.

Maybe they're just thinking we're stupid, stupid as Saramon as the Alan brothers say.

Many of the tribal warriors began to waver, looking thoughtfully at the plate armor and small round shield that Cologne was wearing.

"Starting tomorrow, the daily training plan of the tribal warriors will be in charge of me, and the meeting will be dismissed." Alan waved his hand and walked off the stage angrily.