"Wolf Smoke" is a history book written seriously, and I want to collect it.

Chen Mo recalled some modern lines in the TV series of later generations, explained the essentials of performance to the cannon, and transformed the cannon into the words of primitive society.

Cannon has always admired Chen Mo, but at this moment, it is even more peak.

The chief is so powerful, he is too professional in fooling people, even his expressions, body movements, and words are so professional!

The battle is even more shocking, this water army tribe is too powerful! A clan knows so much, the chief can't go to heaven!

Although he was injured in battle, he was no longer bleeding after the compound of herbs with high medicinal power in primitive society.

Along the way, the artillery is constantly pointing out the deficiencies of the war. Strive to be on par with Chen Mo.

Primitive people can't lie, so Chen Mo used the simplest words:

I'm a hunting party of the Worrying Tribe, and when I'm on patrol, I see strangers appearing and come looking for support.

As long as someone comes along, it's a scold.

We may seem naïve about this, but simple primitive people don't feel cheating, as long as the performance is vivid.

did not live up to the expectations of Chen Mo and the others, and the battle smoothly led more than a dozen people with bone spears to rush to the ambush place.

Chen Mo originally wanted to capture some supplementary tribesmen, but these dozen or so people were all diehard loyalists of the Pit Cargo Tribe, and their resistance was extremely strong, and they killed several people from the Navy's tribe in the counterattack.

Hei asked Chen Mo, and Chen Mo gave the order to strangle with a black face.

Ambush, and with extreme superiority, their own tribe lost three people.

Chen Mo felt his heart broken. Primitive tribes were not as easy to conquer as they might think.

In addition to the tribesmen who went out hunting, there were more than 30 warriors in the tribe, and this time there were thirteen people who were drawn out of the battle, and there were seventeen people.

Zhan himself wiped a handful of blood on his face, and stumbled towards the Worrying Land Tribe, this trick was also taught before the cannon, and he had to do it all.

"Oh no, there are too many enemies, we are all injured, quick, follow me to save people!" Zhan lay at the door of the cave and shouted loudly.

The melancholy warriors in the cave picked up the bone spear, set up a battle and ran to the ambush circle, but the battle did not speak on the road, bowed his head and remained silent.

This time the dozen or so fighters were not as die-hard as the previous ones, and after killing two people, the rest surrendered.

A man who surrendered said: "Actually, we are also dissatisfied with the Pit Cargo Tribe, and the people you killed are all the people who the Pit Cargo Tribe sent to supervise us. When they die, we are free. ”

Although the Pit Cargo Tribe is a parent clan, it will plunder resources in the sub-tribe every few days to replenish itself.

Like the two tribes of Youtian and Sorrow, they both belong to the primitive people who were captured by the pit tribe, and after removing the diehard loyalists of the pit tribe, then the rest of the people are very easy to do.

Led by the captives, the group rushed back to the Sorrowful Tribe.

The rest of the tribe was very unfriendly when they saw Chen Mo and many sailor soldiers.

Chen Mo gestured for the cannon, and the cannon nodded and stepped forward, and said to the wary tribesmen:

"Honorable warriors, please do not enmity us, we are sent by the gods to rescue you. ”

"The gods heard your dissatisfaction with your prayers, so they asked the sons of the gods to lead us to come to the rescue of everyone. ”

"The chief of our tribe, Mo, he is the son of the gods, he founded the water army tribe alone, and made the god salt, the god song, and the god shield!"

"This time he led us to save all the people who prayed to the gods, if they are willing to join our navy tribe, we welcome it, if they are still willing to be oppressed and exploited by the pit tribe, then we will not force us to stay. ”

The cannon finished his words in one go, and then retreated behind Chen Mo.

Chen Mo then stepped forward, looked at the sluggish Sorrowful Clansman with a solemn face, sighed and said, "Hey, I am the son of the Heavenly God, and the Heavenly God heard that some of you were praying for him to save you, so the Heavenly God sent me here. ”

"Hmph, why do you say that you are the son of the gods?" said a melancholy dissatisfied.

The gods are the only gods that the entire primitive society reveres, unlike later generations, various gods, Eastern gods, Western religions.

Chen Mo once showed a trick of rubbing fire with both hands at a trade conference, bluffing a group of primitive people.

I don't know if this trick is useful when I go out this time, Chen Mo also put a lot of purer white phosphorus in his pocket.

Chen Mo looked at the sky and smiled: "Why do you say that I am the son of the gods? ”

Chen Mo took out his hands and began to rub them vigorously, because the white phosphorus this time was not made crudely before, so it caught up as soon as he used it.

Zhan was closest to Chen Mo, and when he saw Chen Mo emit flames as soon as he moved his hand, he immediately fell to his knees.

"Son of the gods, son of the gods!" shouted from the war's mouth.

"Son of the gods, sons of the gods. And all the people of the tribe of the Sorrowful Land also fell to their knees, shouting.

Only a very small number of people in the Navy's tribe who followed Chen Mo to the trade fair had seen Chen Mo's palms on fire, and most of them had heard of it.

When I saw it today, I also consciously knelt on the ground and shouted: "Son of the gods, son of the gods!"

Chen Mo endured the scorching heat and casually extinguished the flames again.

Chen Mo clapped his hands and asked the people of the Sorrowful Land who had questions just now, "Do you believe that I am the son of the gods now?"

The Grimids nodded, then shook his head again.

Chen Mo snapped his fingers, and the black outside the cave waited for Niuniu to walk into the cave.

The saber-toothed tiger, the primitive overlord, has no precedent for being subjugated and domesticated.

Today, this primitive overlord was lying very docilely at Chen Mo's feet, allowing Chen Mo to comb his hair.

"What now?" Chen Mo asked again as he looked at the questioning clansmen with a smile.

"Son of the Heavenly God!" the Doubtful Clansman also knelt on the ground and shouted at Chen Mo.

These two tribes can be said to be one of the few tribes that are dissatisfied with the pit goods, and they are also the tribes with the least number of people sent by the pit goods tribe to station.

Maybe it felt too close to the tribe and could be controlled, so I ignored it a little.

The tribesmen of the Sorrowful Land tribe who went out to hunt, except for a few who were not die-hard, others did not have a good impression of the pit tribe.

The hunting team's hard-working prey was half pit by the pit tribe.

Because the pit tribe is a parent tribe lineage, hunting is one of the ways that the tribe has few food sources, but when other tribes plunder part of their own food, even if the relationship is good, the warriors are always uncomfortable.

The tribesmen of the Sorrow tribe surrendered quickly, and most of the tribes of primitive societies were born through captives.

And the abuse of captives has taken many years to have this phenomenon, and now after the primitive people surrender, they will obediently follow and call friends.

With the precedent of the Worrying Tribe, there was a war as a lobbyist, and the Worrying tribe quickly surrendered.