Tianhao stared at him, his eyes full of pity and sarcasm: "What, do you think you are still qualified to talk to me about this now?" ”

There was a pause: "I gave you a chance, and I gave you enough opportunities from the beginning. ”

"No, you can't." Zhan Jianhua heard the cold killing intent from his words, and screamed desperately: "We are the same kind...... No, we are all in this together, we come from the same place, the same era. ”

"That's right, that's the truth of the matter, and you're proud." Tianhao's voice was not loud, but it was clear enough: "You think I don't know anything?" You don't think I can see what's going on? The toes hit the ground, the counter-kick force combined with the body inertia, and the most powerful impact force can be exploded, and the standard hand-to-hand combat action can be exploded. You want to kill me while I'm unprepared, and then turn the situation around? Hehe...... Don't dream, you've probably forgotten that I'm a general, your commander. Also, the medicine I gave you was very special, and the muscles were atrophied within forty-eight hours, and you should know what I meant. ”

"I can...... No, I am willing to obey your orders. Zhan Jianhua's reaction was very fast, and he immediately changed his way of pleading: "General, don't leave me, give me a chance." ”

One last glance at him, Tianhao turned and walked out of the room in silence.

Zhan Jianhua's desperate shouts came from behind him.

"I can tell you some secrets, there are gods in this world...... It's true...... I kid you not. ”

Tianhao didn't want to hear anything anymore.

Dying people often say things they think are valuable. Maybe it's true, but it's more of a fabrication. It's no surprise that anyone would take a gamble to survive.

He glanced at the heavenly madness waiting outside, who immediately rushed in with a few fierce warriors in disguise, and suddenly there was a scream in the room, which casually turned into a muffled "hmm" sound of being covered by some kind of object.

The rock village at night is full of stars. It was the light of the fire that came out of each house, reflecting the figures of the people who were moving.

Lu Qingdong slept for a long time, and he became Zhan Jianhua without realizing it.

Tianhao has been trying to figure out one thing: is the genetic spore kept in the shrunken human head really effective?

Is the creation it produces to resurrect the long-lost dead in a cellular way?

Or get yourself an ally from the same era?

You can't take any chances no matter what.

He had to arrange and create a special environment that he believed in in order to truly see through Zhan Jianhua's heart.

Lu Qingdong is a suitable host, if he is replaced by an ordinary person, Tianhao feels that it is unlikely to spy on Zhan Jianhua's true thoughts, and it is even very likely to be self-defeating.

The cells are directly parasitic in the body, and the resurrected person directly conducts a memory search for the host, and no lie can deceive him. The only chance is the narcotics and the artificial sense of urgency.

A sluggish brain will exponentially slow down the search speed, and without external cues, it will be difficult for the resurrected person to find relevant memories from the host's mind in a short period of time.

I killed the queen, you are the prince in charge of the recourse, and in order to survive, I captured you and used the genetic spores on you. This explanation is logical, and in disguise forces Zhan Jianhua to follow the direction of his thinking to find memories. It was impossible for him to find any information about the murder in his brain, and his past experiences would have led him to think that it was the result of too little parasitism. Tianhao's extremely urgent urging made him have no time to think, and in order to cover up, he could only follow his own pace and reluctantly agree.

As for Ah Shen and Kaibo...... All the invading Deer Clansmen were either killed or captured, and not everyone would be loyal and brave for the sake of the superiors. As long as they ask for it, Tianhao can meet it. Although it is impossible to buy all the guards around Lu Qingdong, there is no difficulty in picking out a few guys who want to survive and cultivating them, and letting them participate in the drama according to the script they have specified.

Zhan Jianhua is a very ambitious guy.

In fact, Tianhao just wanted to be tempted.

He understands this ambition and the desire for power of ordinary people. The idea of killing was not so strong, and he had the idea of tolerance all the time.

We can share everything together. The world is big enough for you and me, two completely different countries.

Even if they are of the same clan and country, there can be two kings, one and one pair.

It is no accident that Tianhao made the suggestion of sleeping. His confirmation really thought about that possibility. Even if Zhan Jianhua can't tolerate himself, I can enter a deep sleep again and become a new shrunken human head, a genetic spor. He will eventually grow old and face death, and at that time, I will wake up again and step into this strange world.

Because we are of the same kind, from the same time period of history.

The night breeze brought dryness and cold, blowing away Tianhao's emotion and sweeping away the disappointment.

Behind him came the sound of heavy footsteps.

He carried a bloody human head in his hand: Lu Qingdong's eyes were wide, and horror and fear were permanently fixed on that face. There was a wooden cork in the gaping mouth, several exposed teeth were squeezed out of place, and there was a small amount of skin on the edge of the severed neck, presumably from the shoulder with a weapon such as a knife and axe, and then torn with force. Slowly dripping with blood, including some semi-congealed liquid, formed a bright red path between the room and Tianhao.

Tianmad raised the head of the person in his hand so that Tianhao could see clearly. The movement made the triceps muscles on the outside of his arm tense and expand, revealing an enviable curve of strength.

"He said he wasn't from here. I don't understand what that means. The Heavenly Crazy Urn asked angrily: "Third child, what should I do with this guy's body?" ”

Without waiting for Tianhao to answer, Tianmad suggested: "I think it's better not to waste." Lu Qingdong is different from others, he is a prince...... Big shot! Tut-tut, there are not many opportunities like this, and when I say it in the future, our brothers in Panshizhai will also have a light on their faces. ”

People of status usually work very little, they have smooth skin and delicate muscles.

"Build a fire and burn it!" Tianhao commanded lightly.

No kidding, how can Lu Qingdong's body be disposed of casually?

Who knows if his genetic cells left new seeds inside Lu Qingyuan's corpse?

The shrunken head is the best example, if the corpse is buried or scattered casually, maybe there will be more Zhan Jianhua in the future.

Maybe it was just speculation, but Tianhao didn't dare to take the risk.

The best thing to do is to burn the corpse to ashes with a fire, and it will be a hundred.

High temperature is the best means of destroying bacteria.

Wooden frames were quickly erected, interspersed with scattered asphalt. The noble prince of the deer clan was chopped into pieces, from his body to his hair, and his parts were placed on a shelf.

Tianhao held a torch and lit a raging fire under the gaze of everyone.

Externally, he claimed that Lu Qingdong was killed in the escape, and in order to give the prince of the Lu clan enough respect, this cremation was specially held.

Only he himself knows that this is the end of an era.

I was lonely.

But I no longer have to face daggers from behind my own people of the same era.

……

Half a month later, Thunder Point City.

The national teacher Wu Peng and the patriarch of Lei Niu were stunned by the deer prisoners of war who were escorted into the city at the same time.

The day before yesterday, I received an urgent message from Panshi Village and learned about the process of this war. According to the original plan, the national teacher Wu Peng should have ended his inspection of the Thunder Bull Department yesterday and left Thunder Cow City early this morning to go to the Bison Tribe. In order to see for himself the thousands of captives mentioned in the emergency report, he deliberately changed his itinerary and stayed here to wait patiently.

The tall Niu Weibang carefully groomed his hair and braided it into dozens of slender braids. The ends of the hair are jammed with polished steel beads, and when the body shakes, these beautiful metal objects collide with each other and make a crisp "clang" sound.

It's very like a hippie in the civilized era, and if you turn the leather robe into a black leather jacket and pair of sunglasses, it's no different from the bikers of that era.

"With so many deer people, how did he do it?"

Ecstasy, shock, consternation, and, of course, deep jealousy...... Complex psychology was entangled in Niu Weibang's mind, he strode out from the crowd of guards desperately, grabbed the nearest deer prisoner of war, and couldn't help but tear off the opponent's left arm, and saw a thumb-sized antler-shaped tattoo.

Members of each tribe use tattoos to indicate their status. The horns of the ox and the deer, the wings of the eagle, the teeth and claws of the tiger and the lion...... The child is born, and this work is carried out by the shaman of the walled city, who will follow him for the rest of his life.

The national teacher Wu Peng is much more careful than Niu Weibang. He glanced at the tattoo on the deer clansman's arm, and bowed his head slightly: "All the human beings take off their clothes and check to see if there are any people mixed in to fill the number." ”

When the investigation was over, Tianhao took Guangsheng and Jianping to the inner city gate, and the three leaders of the village knelt down on one knee at the same time and saluted the national teacher and the king.

"Get up!" Wu Peng, who was in a good mood, helped them up one by one. Specially changed the order, first left and right and then in the middle, when Tianhao was helped up, the old national teacher patted him on the shoulder and praised him repeatedly: "Very good, you have done a very good job." ”

Niu Weibang walked over from the side, took a deep look at Tianhao, and suddenly smiled on his tense face, and gave him a thumbs up.

"I only got the news here yesterday, and I originally planned to let Red Hoof City send troops, but I didn't expect you to settle the matter. More than half of the army of more than 6,000 Stag Clan was captured alive by you...... Let's go, I've arranged a banquet and tell me how the hell you do it? ”

It is said to be a wine banquet, but in fact, the amount of wine is very small, it is real rice wine, and there are only three cups per person.

Wu Peng deliberately chose a room that was not very spacious, and only arranged two waiters. Although there is little wine, the variety and quantity of food are abundant: fathead fish from the lake to the north, dates picked in autumn and stored in cellars, frozen pears, sausages that have been specially mixed with blood from the time of slaughter, long strips of dried meat, a few pheasants, and a pig slaughtered on the spot.

The waiter cuts the pig into large pieces and divides it into plates according to the ratio of pork ribs, fat, lean meat and rind. Everyone has a fire pit in front of them, and the way to eat it is very simple: use an iron fork to bake the meat directly on the volcano, dip it in salt when eating, and the size and quantity of the meat are as you like.

It's a very rough way to eat, it's full, and the taste is actually not very good.

After drinking a round of wine and watching the three village leaders eat a few pieces of meat, the national teacher Wu Peng swept them in order with a keen gaze, and said with a slight smile: "Let's talk about it, how did you fight this battle?" ”

Guangsheng and Jianping have been talking, and Tianhao doesn't have much time to speak. This was not a rehearsal in advance, but he knew that it was better for someone else to describe it than to say it himself.

"More than 5,000 deer people attacked Panshi Village, and they were defeated?" Niu Weibang gasped again and again when he heard this. He subconsciously remembered the towers he had seen in Panshi Village, and Wu Peng had said that "this is a labyrinth".

"You have very good timing." The national teacher nodded and exclaimed: "If Qingyuan Village had not been burned at night, the Lu people would not have directly attacked Panshi Village because of lack of food." Even the generals of the Dragon Lock Pass will not do any better than this...... Now, then, let's talk about it, with so many captives being sacrificed, and none of yourselves remained, hehe, what reward do you all want? ”

Jianping, who was full of anticipation, was thinking about this question all the way. He didn't have the slightest reserve as a victor, as soon as Wu Peng's words fell, he quickly left his seat, knelt down on his knees in front of Niu Weibang and the national teacher, kowtowed heavily, and begged repeatedly: "Surname, please give the king a surname in the next one, I ...... All I need is this! ”

Niu Weibang had long expected that Jianping would make this request. In fact, the greatest desire of the members of the lower tribe is to have a surname, and many people will pay any price for this.

He played with the smooth jade beads in his hand, chuckled and looked away from the frightened Jianping, and glanced at Guangsheng, who was trying to control his excitement: "What about you?" What do you want? ”

Guangsheng's performance was much calmer than Jianping's. He took a deep breath, got up from his seat, walked to Jianping's side and knelt down, with a slight tremor in his voice: "Please give the king a surname, and wish the king a long life and good health." ”

"No problem!" Niu Weibang replied very simply: "From now on, you are the official clan members of my Lei Niu clan. I will have you handle the relevant surname documents later. Remember, starting with you, the surname lasts for three generations. In the future, whether the surname will be retained depends on the performance of your descendants. ”

"Thank you, King!" Guangsheng and Jianping spoke in unison, and knelt down to salute at the same time.

Niu Weibang was very satisfied with their performance and waved his hand: "In this way, you go down first to handle the relevant certification documents." Presumably, the idea of getting a surname is not a day or two, and this king will satisfy you. Anyway, the wine is gone, the meat is almost gone, go and do what you have to do. ”

Guangsheng is a smart man, he hurriedly tugged at Jianping's clothes, quickly made a look, and dragged him out of the room.

Wu Peng looked at the empty wine glass, licked his lips regretfully, he raised his head and looked at Tianhao who was sitting opposite: "Say, what do you want?" ”