"So what do you want me to do next?" Baburu relented and asked in a low voice.

"All you need to do is tell us about the other big tribes you know, their specific abilities, the number of people, and the number of people they have."

"What is a Limited One?" Bablu asked.

"If you are the strongest person in your tribe, your tribe should not have one." Huang Shang pursed his lips.

Baburu's expression was a little lost, and then he nodded, "I understand, I will inform the other tribes, but the next specific matters, you need to master them yourself, the tribesmen will be on the top of the strength, if you want them to be convinced, you better not use those big guys floating on the sea, send a person, fair and the strongest of each tribe to fight, after winning, you can gain respect, otherwise, even if you conquer them, it is only on the surface." ”

"One-on-one gladiatorial combat? What you say is true? Huang Shang asked.

"Of course, if you send this man to defeat the warriors of all the tribes, then it should be no problem to unite them. I swear by the reputation of the Dry Bone Tribe. Baburu said awe-inspiringly.

"Okay, okay, I got it." Huang Shang waved his hand and disappeared from the screen.

Huerter looked thoughtfully at Baburu, "You only need to single-handedly challenge all the warriors of each tribe to gain their effectiveness and respect?" ”

"That's right." Bablu nodded.

He didn't reply, but his heart was very relaxed, although such a rule can make the strong in each tribe respect, and it is easier for the tribe to continue, but for him, it is not difficult to defeat these strongest warriors, and the task that he originally thought could only be completed by intimidation with words or force seems to be much simpler this time.

"Then from tomorrow, you go and inform the surrounding tribes, and I will challenge them." Huerter said.

"This is the rule of sacred gladiatorial fighting, which only applies between tribes, and you belong only to outsiders."

"Is it feasible for me to join your tribe and become your clansman?"

"This is possible in certain situations, such as when a tribe is in danger of extinction." Baburu's expression was a little gloomy, and when he said this, he was actually agreeing to Huerter's request.

Only when the tribe is about to be eliminated by the harsh environment around it, in order not to completely exterminate the species, or to increase the fresh population in the tribe, it is a last resort to recruit people who do not belong to the tribe to join, but in fact, this method does not work, after all, when a person is about to be exterminated, no one will be stupid enough to accompany them to death.

And this time, it made Baburu feel a glimmer of hope.

The people who joined his tribe were not savages with only spears, but powerful men sent by a vast Asian empire.

Helter planned so, after all, the tribal relationship that Bablu mastered was limited, and he couldn't recruit all the tribesmen, so Helt could only defeat all these summoned tribesmen through himself, and then let these people spread the word to the tribes in farther places, and start a sacred gladiatorial battle with them, like a stone falling into a river, the influence and spread range were like stirring ripples, spreading outward layer by layer, until all the tribes were conquered.

However, to be on the safe side, the aircraft carrier formation is still poised to show up any tribe that tries to resist, and Huerter will let them know what the real heavenly punishment is.

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Although Baburu does not have the ability to be a leader, he is slow and hesitant, and he is afraid of difficulties, but it must be said that as a summoner, he does a very good job.

As soon as it was daybreak, when Helt got up from the tribal bed, he heard a long cry, which was not the sound of the wind, but was all shouted by people.

Listening to the voice, there seemed to be quite a lot of people coming, at least, more than twice as many as this so-called dry bone tribe.

Soon, Baburu walked in, "The people of the Iron Cutting Tribe, the Osha Tribe, and the Iron Whip Tribe are all here, you don't have to be too surprised, the Holy Gladiatorial Fight is something that every tribe attaches great importance to, not to mention, everyone lives by hunting on weekdays, which is also a way of pastime." ”

Huerter nodded, "Then I'll trouble you, a new batch of wheat and cured meat will be delivered at noon today, and you deserve it." ”

The cheers outside were getting louder and louder, so that Huerter felt a little noisy, sharpening iron, Osha, and iron whips, just listen to the name and know that none of them were good stubble, but this was also what Huerter wanted, the stronger the enemy, the more powerful the deterrent.

Huerter walked out, and the huge open space outside the Dry Bone Tribe was already crowded with people at this time, and they were all around a high platform, which seemed to have been built temporarily, and everyone shouted excitedly, waiting for the start of the sacred gladiatorial battle.

Weapon racks were placed on both sides of the platform for the gladiatorial sides to choose from.

From swords to clubs, common weapon types are basically included, and the use of your own weapons is not allowed to ensure fairness as much as possible, after all, the more powerful tribes are fully capable of building better blades, while the smaller tribes are basically in a state of poverty and whiteness, if you use your own weapons, the gap will be too large and lose the original meaning of gladiatorial combat.

However, Baburu knows that this is not without hands and feet, in fact, in the earlier gladiatorial fight, the Iron Whip tribe won the victory of the Holy Gladiatorial Fight by stealing beams and changing pillars, replacing their own weapons with sophisticated weapons, and replacing their opponents' weapons with broken copper and iron, although the arbiter after the event felt the true idea of the matter and punished him severely, but the damage of the Divine Gladiatorial to the duelist was real, and the strong man of the enemy had been basically killed on the battlefield, no matter how he was punished, he suffered the most in the end, It's still the one who was stolen and replaced.

"Is there a rule that a person can only carry one weapon?" Huerter walked to the high platform and suddenly asked.

"There's no such rule, in fact, as long as you take it, you can take as much as you want." Bablu explained.

"Very well, then I'm ready." Huerter stuck two scimitars at his waist, grabbed a long-handled hammer in his hand, and shook it in his hand, "These should be enough to defeat the enemy." ”

Baburu swallowed his saliva, although he had known that this mysterious visitor was strong, but it was a bit outrageous to be strong enough to do so, after all, the duelist who came up on the other side was definitely not an ordinary person, although there was no so-called limited person in his own dry bone tribe, but he had long heard that in other tribes, one after another, the chosen son was born like a god endowed with divine power.

"So, let's get started." Huerter said in a deep voice.

"Wait!" Baburu couldn't help but be stunned, "You're the only one participating in the gladiatorial fight?" Yesterday I saw a lot of elite soldiers on the big ship, and you can have them fight with you. ”

"There is no rule that the number of people in a sacred gladiatorial fight must be one-on-one, right?" Huerter didn't care, "I'll have enough for one." ”

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