It was a small army of only about 100 men, men and women, young and old. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info And among this group, the tallest is only one meter five, all of them are dark and short, and they are as skinny as wood.

Most of them only had a shabby robe, the kind that only covered the upper body and buttocks, and a hemp rope was tied around the waist. I didn't even have a pair of straw sandals under my feet.

There were only a few slightly stronger men in the front row wearing bamboo armor woven with bamboo chips, and then the weapons in their hands were all bamboo spears with sharpened heads.

The only metal weapon that could be seen, the slightly more decently dressed leader at the back, carrying a somewhat curved single-edged longsword, as if to warn, the leader was still waving the longsword.

"Rush at him, don't kill, and arrest the leader with the knife. Zhang Zhongjun said indifferently, he found that his bean soldiers were now more and more flexible, and he only needed to consume a little mental power when summoning them and maintaining their existence, and at other times, he could order them directly with words.

This is not to say that the bean soldiers themselves have added much wisdom, they still look like puppet soldiers, as for Mao can understand the language?

Zhang Zhongjun guessed that it may be because his verbal commands themselves are combined with mental fluctuations, which is equivalent to using their minds to control them, so they show the feeling of being able to obey verbal commands.

As for the real situation, Zhang Zhongjun didn't bother to investigate it, his own bean soldiers can command more flexibly, which is a good thing, since it is a good thing, then there is no need to explore so much.

When the bean cavalry heard Zhang Zhongjun's order, they didn't draw their blades, so they rushed directly on their horses.

The inhabitants of the small army trembled and clenched the bamboo spears in their hands, and watched as these giant horses, which had never been seen before taller than the roof, suddenly rushed towards them with equally huge knights.

Although these knights and war horses were not armoured, the feeling of pushing over like a wall made these natives, who had hardly seen cavalry, tremble on their feet, and the bamboo spears became heavier and heavier, and they could barely lift them.

The leader waved his blades and shouted with a hideous face, boosting their morale, but before these old and weak women and children could muster their courage, twelve horsemen had already arrived in front of them.

The strong men in the front row wearing bamboo armor were indeed a little more courageous than the old and weak women and children behind them, and when they saw that the cavalry was approaching, they directly gritted their teeth and stabbed the bamboo spear into the chest of the war horse.

They may have wanted to stab the cavalry and take down their horses, but the horses were too tall and the spears were not long enough to reach the cavalry, so they had to spur at the tall horses.

Under normal circumstances, even a battle-hardened warhorse will be forced by the nature of the animal to avoid it when they see a sharp object stabbing at them.

But don't forget that these are all Genki horses, and they are no different from Genki lizards except for their different sizes, and they are all extensions of Bean Soldiers in essence!

Therefore, seeing this stabbing bamboo spear, the bright big eyes of the war horse not only did not have the slightest fear, but also showed a look of disdain.

The spiritual gaze of the war horse made the natives who attacked them stunned for a moment, and then a scene that made these natives stunned appeared.

The bamboo spear stabbed the horse in the chest, and the natives only felt that they were stabbing on the tough cowhide, and before they could react, the giant force directly rebounded the bamboo spear, either directly breaking or bouncing directly.

And the so-called strong votes were all bounced out with the huge force, not only that, but they also knocked the old and weak women and children behind them into the air, screaming again and again for a while.

The twelve tall horses ignored it and rammed all the way to the dumbfounded leader.

Then, before he could react, a cavalryman bent down and grabbed him, lifted the horizontal press to the saddle, and collectively turned around and ran towards Zhang Zhongjun.

At this moment, those natives who were originally screaming and evading, seeing that their own leader was so easily arrested, to Zhang Zhongjun's surprise, not only did they not flee directly, but they all knelt on the ground, their foreheads were attached to the soil, and they knelt obediently, and the screams were suppressed, leaving only suppressed moans.

Zhang Zhongjun couldn't help but ask the big frog: "Senior brother, what's going on? How come after catching their leader, all these people knelt down and couldn't escape?"

"Joke, this is a place where the productive forces are still extremely backward, you can't live without the tribe, where can you escape? And they're not stupid, you didn't kill anyone, you just grabbed their leader, maybe you think you want to be their leader, so what can you do if you don't kneel and wait for it to fall?" said the big frog disdainfully.

"This should be considered the wisdom of survival. Zhang Zhongjun said with emotion.

Feeling emotional, Dou Bing threw the leader in front of Zhang Zhong.

It was a dark and short man, dressed in a pitch-black robe covered with patches that could only cover his thighs, with a cloth belt as a belt around his waist, and straw sandals at his feet, first looked up at Zhang Zhongjun, then looked at his cavalry surrounded by expressionless and indifferent expressions, and finally looked at his saber that belonged to him thrown aside.

After that, he slowly tidied up his clothes, put on a posture that looked standard, knelt in front of Zhang Zhongjun, and shouted a few words.

Zhang Zhongjun blinked his eyes, he expected everything, but he didn't expect that he couldn't understand what these natives said!

The big frog patted Zhang Zhongjun's head: "Stupid, you are the master of the pearls in this world, in this world, if you don't understand, go to Xiaolu." ”

"Oh oh" Zhang Zhongjun immediately went to ask Xiao Lu.

In a moment's stunned, Zhang Zhongjun also shouted at the kneeling native.

Because of the contractual relationship, the big frog who could understand this immediately couldn't help but sigh: "Damn, the owner of the world bead is awesome, and he can master the language of the world bead in an instant, and he remembers that the language in the other world beads has to be learned slowly, and some popular public world beads have also produced a business that specializes in teaching indigenous languages." ”

"You want to surrender to me? You don't even know who I am, but you actually want to surrender to me? Are you an independent lord and have no superiors?" Zhang Zhongjun asked the native in front of him in an indigenous language, because the native had expressed his willingness to surrender to Zhang Zhongjun before.

"Your Highness, although the minister has a superior, but it is only a subordinate relationship that gives some tribute every year and accepts the protection of the other party, and now His Highness is so majestic and powerful, even my previous superiors will definitely not be able to beat His Highness's twelve samurai, so there is no problem for us to surrender to His Highness. The short, dark leader said as a matter of course.