"Knock, knock, knock, knock・・・・・" rhythmic steps resounded from around the tribe, attracting countless unknown tribesmen to search for the source of the sound. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"One-two-one・One-two-one・・・・One-two-three-four" Then Ruya's voice came out, and then the next moment.

"One, two, three, four!" The neat and loud, shocking sound of the trumpet exploded, making the hearts of those who heard it boil, and with the unified footsteps that seemed to hit the soul, all the clansmen immediately ran to the source of the sound, wanting to find out.

After a while, Lu Ya ran along the wall with three neat rows of soldiers, all of whom they all knew, all of whom lived together and often laughed and played, but at this moment these people felt as if they had suddenly changed as if they had suddenly changed as if they had suddenly changed into a different person, and their neat steps, loud voices, tall bodies and resolute eyes all expressed to them that they had changed

In the next two days, Lu Ya continued to train them repeatedly, and these people, after enjoying the envious eyes of ordinary people, also showed twelve points of spirit and enthusiasm to seriously study and comprehend every movement that Lu Ya taught.

And around Luya's military training, from the next morning, they were surrounded by children who were silent and quietly watching, whenever Luya was training, they watched like this, and when Luya and they rested, these children began to imitate Luya's movements in the distance. Although the expressions and movements of the little ones were not standard, the cute feeling still made these trained fighters laugh happily.

After lunch, after a short rest, the 30 men again consciously came to the training grounds, and with them came less than 200 other fighters. Through Lu Ya's arrangement, these people are now all eating and living in the temporary barracks, and they train and live together, so that they can quickly establish a tacit understanding with each other.

These people are basically the permanent strength of the entire Blackstone tribe, and they are divided into a dozen separate queues by Ruya, each of whom is free of a warrior with the most standard training to guide them to sit and turn left. Turn to the right and other actions, and keep interspersing between them, correcting some irregular movements, just when Lu Ya returned to the front of the line after a circle, the little ones who were watching suddenly parted a small opening, and then the second of the three brothers who stole Lu Ya's money bag at that time, Ah Qiang trotted over to learn the running posture that Lu Ya taught others.

Lu Ya also turned his head with interest after noticing him, only to see Ah Qiang running a few meters in front of Lu Ya and then began to slow down, after four steps of tidying up, and finally 'snapped' his feet together, and then said with a non-standard salute with his right hand.

"Report to the Patriarch, Uncle Rip asked me to tell Captain Berry to tell you that someone has brought the laborers, please instruct"

Ah Qiang's little face was serious and serious, and Lu Ya was also happy when he heard the news, but he still didn't forget to return the salute, and said after saluting Ah Qiang with both feet.

"Take a break"

Ah Qiang stretched out half the ball of his right foot when he heard the sound, and then continued to look at Lu Ya intently.

"I know, Ah Qiang, you are very good, if you like military training, you can bring your friends to train with them in the future, but you can't make trouble, otherwise you will be beaten" Lu Ya smiled at Ah Qiang, who was already trembling with excitement, and after saying that, he ordered the team to train on their own, and he led Bai Lifu to check the situation of the recruited labor.

Along the way, Ruya noticed that Brown had become more and more like a soldier in his mind, and he felt a sense of smugness in his heart again, and then the two of them met a large group of strangers led by a tribal warrior at the gate of the tribe in a short time.

"Patriarch, captain" The warrior saw Ruya and Phil coming, and immediately greeted him with a smile. After a few days of training, he has begun to gradually adapt to the style taught by Luya, and after seeing his lazy subordinates, he unconsciously measured it by the content of the training in the past few days.

"Captain~" The warrior looked at Bai Lifu, who seemed to be very unhappy, with some confusion.

"It's okay, tell me about these friends first" Ruya glanced at Berry, knowing that he was a little uncomfortable.

"Yes, these people are from the Barbarian Bull Tribe, a total of 165 people," the warrior briefly explained the situation.

Lu Ya looked at the more than 100 people, and found that they were all dressed in black and linen, and most of them had a few patches on their clothes, and they also looked at Lu Ya and the others with a look of fear.

"You are welcome to come to my Blackstone tribe to help, may I ask who of you is responsible for leading the team. Ruya smiled softly at them and asked.

"It's me, respected patriarch" As soon as Lu Ya finished speaking, a middle-aged man who was much stronger than the others walked out and bowed to Lu Ya.

Seeing this, Lu Ya hurriedly stepped forward and held up the man's arm with his hand, and then said, "Hey~ This uncle, don't be like this, I invite everyone to come just to help with the work, there is nothing else, we all respect each other, you can rest assured, what I promised you will never break my promise"

"Thank you, thank you, don't worry, we will work hard, we don't have that high requirements, as long as you can let us eat a full meal a day" The middle-aged man who led the team was a little frightened, and took the initiative to lower the requirements, which made Lu Ya a little stunned.

"This uncle, you are..." Before Lu Ya could finish speaking, the middle-aged man spoke again.

"Dear Patriarch of the Black Stone, we are very grateful to you for giving us people a chance to live, if you don't send someone to go, we may not be able to survive this winter, now there are only a few dozen old people and children left in our tribe, but the few remaining beasts and the food brought by your tribe should be able to let them survive this winter, if you can still give us another bite to eat, you are the great benefactor of our entire Wild Bull tribe." The more the middle-aged man talked, the more excited he became, and at the end he was about to kneel down with his legs bent, but he was dragged by Lu Ya.

"This..." The middle-aged man didn't expect that the seemingly thin Lu Ya had so much strength that he couldn't kneel down at all, and the expression on his face was a little shocked.

Lu Ya held this person's arm with one hand, his brows twisted together, he heard all kinds of information revealed in this person's words, but he didn't expect that the other party was even worse than his own Blackstone tribe.

"Are you talking about food rations on your way?" said Lu Ya in surprise as he looked up again at the yellow-skinned people of the Barbarian Cattle Tribe.

"Yes, Patriarch, I have advised them, but they have not listened, and each of them has eaten two beasts in the past two days, and they have left all the rations we have brought with them for the road," explained Ruya, taking the warriors they had brought.

"It's okay, it's okay, we've also heard that it's the Blackstone tribe that wants to recruit people to dare to come like this, Patriarch, we've also heard of your Blackstone tribe, I went to the market less than a month ago, and I also know that your Blackstone Workshop, oh yes, there are soaps, and very powerful ironware, and the Keri shopkeeper often gives us these small tribes who go to exchange things some discounts and conveniences, we all respect you and your Blackstone tribe very much, that's why we dare to come hungry"

The middle-aged man's explanation made Lu Ya feel a little inexplicable in his heart, he knew that there were countless small tribes like the Wild Bull tribe struggling between life and death, and there were tens of thousands of orcs who were frozen to death or starved to death every winter. For these tribes and individuals, it is indeed a matter of celebration and excitement to be able to find such a good employer as Luya, and it is precisely because of the pitiful practicability of this opportunity that this middle-aged man is so sincerely afraid, because he is afraid that once Luya changes his mind, it will be a matter of minutes for them to be caught and turned into slaves in their current state. That's why he took the initiative to ask for only one full meal a day, which was almost an abuse request.

"Huh~ Okay, uncle, don't say it yet, let someone take you to arrange a place to live first, it's not early now, someone will take you to dinner after the arrangement" Lu Ya breathed a long sigh of relief, waved his hand to let these people take the people of the Barbarian Bull tribe away and make arrangements, and he looked at these poor people who looked worried and cowered silently.

At dinner, the clansmen of the Blackstone tribe also knew that the strange faces sitting alone were the people of the Manniu tribe who were invited to help, and under the secret instruction of Lu Ya, many clansmen began to take the initiative to enter their circle, mingle with them, and take the initiative to cook for them, and serve vegetables, so that those who were still a little restrained and worried about the people of the Manniu tribe gradually began to communicate with others.

During this period, Lu Ya asked someone to bring several large jars of coarse liquor from Nina, and poured a full bowl for all the people of the Manniu tribe, and the others did not fall, and when they were all full, Luya stood up, raised his glass in the direction of the Manniu tribe and said, "Come, let's welcome friends from the Manniu tribe to come to us to help, drink~"・・・・・・

Wine is really the best choice to spice up the atmosphere, although there is only one bowl per person, but this is not the usual beast buli wine, but the 'coarse brew' that Azhu has preliminarily distilled, although it is a 'coarse brew', but even this is not comparable to those ordinary beast buli wine.

After a 'rough brew' of about twenty or thirty degrees was drunk by the people of the Manniu tribe who had never drunk high alcohol, or even had never drunk alcohol, the atmosphere immediately became warm, and then all of them let go of the last trace of worry and showed a smile of long-lost and contentedness.

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