Soon, thirteen men and three dogs came out of the woods.

Two of them were women, and the remaining eleven were men, but there were also two old men and a boy who was less than 1.5 meters.

Some were covered in leather, others in burlap clothes covered with patches, and in some places even covered with bark and leaves.

Luo Ming didn't think it was a matter of shame. It's only the end of March, the weather is still cool, and there are still homeless people on the earth who use newspapers as quilts.

Although these thirteen men all held weapons in their hands, which at first glance seemed fierce, a closer look would reveal that this weapon was only at the level of the militia and even the peasant soldiers who had been temporarily conscripted at the foot of the mountain.

Three bows—the arrows were bronze.

One iron spearhead, two bronze spearheads, and the remaining seven long and short spears were either stone or bone, or simply sharpened and charred wood......

I'm afraid that even the paper armor worn by the soldiers won't be pierced by such inferior weapons......

Luo Ming and Grant are two suspicious outsiders, if Luo Ming is left to choose, of course, he will send a strong combat force to target the two and form a deterrent - "Our tribe is strong, don't think about attacking our ideas!"

Now the tribe sent out of the people are elderly, women, and children, and their weapons are also militia level......

Even a dozen young adults can't get together the combat strength, doesn't this prove that this tribe is small and weak?

The people of the tribe live a life of the jungle in the mountains, and it is naturally impossible not to understand this truth.

But they still showed their lack of strength in front of Luo Ming, which basically proved that it was true...... Probably because he wanted to slap his swollen face and fill his fat body, he had a weak heart.

If Luo Ming is the kind of superficial colonist, I am afraid that he has already had bad intentions.

After all, with the strength of the two sword masters, I am afraid that they can directly sweep such a small tribe, whether they are alive or killed, or captive, they all have to accompany the smiling faces.

But Luo Ming didn't come here to ask for such a small fortune and catch dozens of slaves.

He wants to be the conqueror of these three hundred miles of Kalo Mountain, the king of ten thousand mountain barbarians!

The friendly relationship with the tribe, the collaborators, and the leading party are a hundred times more important than this small profit!

Thirteen men and three dogs, including the youth, stared at Login and Granty, ready to attack.

Only one old man, though also vigilant, was not prepared to attack, but asked, "Who are you?"

Luo Ming repeated what he had just said, and the old man replied expressionlessly, "Then let me check your bag." ”

If the backpack is caught, the person's movement is easily controlled. Backstabbing is also always many times easier than taking down an enemy head-on, and as a warrior, Luo Ming knows this very well.

Although the fact that the other party did not start as soon as they came up proves that they still have the intention of making a deal, who knows if they will suddenly change their minds?

He didn't want to bet on that possibility.

"Then I'll put my bag aside and see for yourself. ”

With that, Romann called Grant to help, unhooked his backpack from his back, and set it aside - this was also to reduce irritation to these people, after all, women always seemed safer no matter what the truth was.

The old man approached the knapsack and slowly unfastened it with the short spear in his hand, pulling out the contents of it in unison.

It seems that he is afraid of the possibility of fragile items in Luo Ming's bag, and his actions are quite cautious.

Although the backpack contained weapons such as small axes, daggers, and even hand crossbows, the old man couldn't help but frown, but soon, the old man found the salt, cloth, and arrows that Luo Ming had mentioned.

Moreover, the salt was not mixed with earth and sand as many profiteers do, and although it was not as bleached as the modern salt of the earth, it was also blue and white.

Although the cloth is not a good variety, it is the most durable linen.

Thirty sharp bronze arrowheads, the surface of which was polished so polished that it could almost reflect a human figure.

This made the old man's eyes almost straighten, and he finally came back to his senses.

"Stranger, it seems that you are telling the truth. So, what are you going to exchange these goods for? Our tribe only sent away one of your greedy peers a few days ago, and there are not many things that we can take out and exchange with you. ”

The old man raised his head and said slowly.

The greedy peers probably refer to the merchants from outside the mountains. Many of the goods outside the mountains are considered strange goods here, and even a tenfold increase in price is not too difficult - maybe a pound of salt mixed with earth and sand can be exchanged for dozens of intact animal skins.

Sure enough, there are still people outside the mountain who will sneak in and do business with them, and since there is such a precedent, it will be easier to do.

Luo Ming laughed and pointed to the goods: "Half of these goods can be used as gifts for you, and the remaining half, as well as the goods in my female companion's backpack, are used to trade with you."

It's not good to keep a guest like me here, can you find a place where we can sit and talk?"

Hearing his generosity, the old man was taken aback, and couldn't help scratching his head and thinking.

After a moment, the old man said in a tone that seemed very reluctant, "Originally, it was not allowed, but since you have brought so much goods, let you enter without exception." ”

The young man who had initially pointed his wooden spear at Luo Ming laughed, "Inugami-sama is estimated to be here at noon, and you are lucky enough to be able to see its great form."

Inugami-sama has always been interested in things outside the mountain, so maybe your goods will be favored by adults, and you will definitely be able to sell them for a good price!"

This young man is very sincere, Luo Ming not only sighed: This is like an enthusiastic mountain people, how did the old man refine himself into an old fox?

Hearing this, the old man's eyebrows twitched, and he seemed to be about to blow his beard and stare at him, but in front of Luo Ming and Granty, he still held back as if nothing had happened.

Luo Ming sneered at the old fox in his heart: Originally, outsiders were not allowed to enter the tribe, but now there is no problem - that is to say, since Lord Inujin will be coming soon, I am not afraid even if I have bad intentions, right?

As a dog that is likely to be comparable to the level of a swordsman, this "Inujin-sama" must be more spiritual than an ordinary dog, right?

I don't know, can it feel the breath of the sword master, or even the powerful essence of the Tianquan sword soul that is comparable to the great sword master?

Luo Ming was looking forward to what kind of expression the old man would show at that time.