Long Legs couldn't understand the other party's language, but he also knew that it wasn't the pursuer behind him. Since the other party dares to take the initiative to come out, it means that either the other party is very confident in his own strength, or there should be a large army of theirs around.

What is certain is that they have to be stronger than the deer tribe to have such self-confidence, and it is not too cautious to contact unfamiliar tribes at any time.

No matter what the situation is, Long Legs doesn't want to have any conflict with the other party, otherwise they will become a chaser with interception in front and a chasing soldier in the back, and they will fall into a complete death, and their deer tribe will really disappear completely.

Looking at the surrounding woods, Long Legs clearly felt a lingering depression and solemnity.

What should I do?Calm down, calm down, don't be impulsive! You can carry the fate of the entire deer tribe on your shoulders.

Long legs comforted himself in his heart and adjusted his emotions. But he must make a choice, not to let the other party misunderstand, but also to express his goodwill and sincerity.

Longleg watched as his tribesmen slowly recovered from their panic. Fight! I can't fight if I don't fight.

"I'll go and negotiate with him, you pay attention to the surrounding situation, if something happens to me, the deputy leader will lead you in the direction of the road you came from, and lead them in the direction of the jackal tribe. Got it?"

"Chief, I'd better go, the deer tribe can't live without you. If they dare to do it, we'll fight them, and I'll have escaped enough anyway. Instead of dying on the way to escape, it is better to fight for it, even if you die, you will be happy. The deputy chief said, and the other tribesmen around him echoed his statement.

Think about the clansmen who keep falling on the way to escape, and their long legs are also gritting their teeth, and if they don't give way, they will fight. But I still have to negotiate, after all, this is someone else's territory, and if you can, you can't use force.

"Needless to say, just do what you do, and if they dare to do it, fight with them. ”

After saying that, Long Legs gritted his teeth, handed the spear in his hand to the deputy leader, and untied the bone knife hanging from his waist.

Raising his hands, he turned around in place before slowly walking towards the strange sturdy man.

In just a few dozen meters, the long legs quickly arrived in front of the man. He beat his chest with his hands and greeted each other in his own language, using the etiquette rules that have been handed down by the tribe for communication.

In fact, he was also very nervous in his heart, and he didn't know if their etiquette here was the same, after all, the two sides did not understand the language, and the etiquette might be different.

But we still have to give it a try, at least our deer tribe has shown its sincerity.

Lie saw a person who should have a high status coming out of the other party's crowd, because he was still blocked when he came out by himself, and the rest of the people were always watching him.

Seeing the other party coming to him, he first made a chest-beating motion, and then a language he didn't understand.

Lie is also the leader of the people, knowing that it is a ritual of communication between tribes, but theirs is completely different from his own side, and his side is bowing his hand. I don't have to guess that paragraph, it must be some greetings or something.

Seeing that the other party saluted, Lie also knew that the other party was not coming with malicious intent, so he also returned the salute and greeted the other party.

Then the two sides stared at each other, the language was incomprehensible, and now they didn't know how to continue to communicate, especially the things that the long legs were anxious to get rid of the pursuers and needed to borrow the way, so they didn't know how to explain.

His gesture was supplemented with his own language, but the result was that he played the piano to the cow, and it had no effect at all.

What to do?

By the way, you can use pictures to draw your own meaning, so that the other person can understand what you want to express.

Lie, who was also thinking about exchanging ways with each other, suddenly remembered the picture on the stone wall, which gave him inspiration and came up with this method of exchange.

So Lie took out the black iron dagger at his waist and began to draw on the ground, asking the other party about the purpose of coming here. When Long Legs saw it, his eyes lit up and he began to draw pictures to answer his questions. Now we can finally communicate normally.

I saw that the two sides were constantly painting on the ground and communicating in detail, so that Lie forgot about the tribesmen who were still in ambush.

When the exchange was over, he remembered and quickly signaled that everyone would come out, and he hadn't eaten lunch yet.

It is just a good time to invite the other party to show their sincerity and strengthen the initial trust that has been established by both parties.

With Lie's whistle, the people who were lying in ambush came out of the woods and grass behind the hillside, and soon gathered around Lie.

After learning about the situation, everyone also returned to the temporary camp at the back of the hillside one after another to prepare for dinner at noon today.

And the warriors of the opposite tribe that Longleg saw appeared with strong and unspeakable weapons, all holding cold and shining weapons in their hands, and there was a weapon that looked like a long-range attack.

He also felt a chill in his back, but fortunately there was no conflict between the two sides, otherwise the Deer Tribe would have to explain it all here. When I first painted, I used the other party's weapon of the same material, it was so hard, so sharp.

I thought that there would be the leaders of the tribes opposite, but I didn't expect them to be handy. In the event of a conflict, their own tribe faces a massacre. The strength of the personnel on both sides, as well as the weapons used, are not at the same level, and there is no possibility of comparison.

The fire was blazing, the meat in the big iron pot was cooked, there were some delicious plant tubers, some delicious spices from the trade, and some salt was sprinkled, and the fragrant and attractive flavor rolled in all directions.

Goo - Goo - Goo - Goo - Goo

Smelling such a delicious fragrance, their long-legged stomachs let out a loud protest sound, and they hadn't eaten a proper meal for more than half a month.

Longlegs watched them still cook in clay pot-like utensils, and couldn't help but fall into thought.

You must know that even in the heyday of their deer tribe, there were only two clay pots, and that was the materials that the entire tribe had accumulated for a year with hard work.

When I first ate the food cooked in that clay pot, I almost cried, it was really delicious, and I will never forget it.

Since then, those two clay pots have become the treasures of the entire tribe, and they have been carefully used and kept.

But when the tribe was attacked, in order to escape without slowing down the speed, the two clay pots were abandoned. Maybe it was broken, maybe it was transported back to their tribe as trophies by the Jackal tribe.

But I didn't expect that a tribe I met here would have so many utensils with the same function as the clay pot, or even better than the clay pot, at least the clay pot would definitely break when it was struck hard with that huge spoon.

It seems that this is also a wealthy tribe, and it is also a large tribe of at least tens of thousands of people, otherwise it would not have carried so many precious utensils with the team.

I don't know if the big tribes in this area have a tradition of accepting subordinate tribes, and if they have it like their own area, can they take the deer tribe to become their subordinate tribe.

Although in the future, the deer tribe will obey their management, and they will also provide them with food, fur and other materials, and even send warriors from the tribe to fight for them, etc.

However, they can shelter their deer tribe, and they can give them a tribal territory to recuperate, continuing the heritage of the deer tribe.

This is a good thing for mutual benefit, that is, the leader of the other party has not been asked this question just now, and I hope that the other party also has the tradition of collecting the subordinate tribes. Even if they don't, explain the benefits to them and ask them to accept their own tribe as the first subordinate tribe.

Longlegs already knew the environment inside the forest, a mountain range that stretched high into the sky blocked the way, and through the forest, he was faced with a vast plain, on which wild beasts often appeared.

Now no matter which direction they go, it is a dead end, and their tribe is the only way to survive now.

After Long Legs thought it through, he immediately summoned the captains and deputy leaders of the tribe, and the little priest who had just turned from a reserve sacrifice to a regular sacrifice to discuss his ideas together.

This is a major matter related to the entire tribe, and he can't call the shots alone, he must consult everyone's opinions, and then seek the opinions of the entire tribe......