Cannon knew that the wind would be very cooperative with himself and his five leopards in the jungle, so he was very relieved to let the five leopards go into the jungle to hunt.

Doing a full set of plays, this is known to both the cannon and the wind, so the tacit cooperation is seamless.

"Crotch cannon master, will it be dangerous for your five big flower beasts to enter the jungle?" asked a coalition soldier worriedly as he looked at the leopard that was dodging bamboo arrows and scurrying into the jungle.

"Don't worry, they still can't hurt my leopard Dahua, after all, I am the cannon master under the command of the son of the gods!" the cannon shouted to the jungle.

Feng looked at the five leopards running towards him, and shouted loudly, very cooperative with the archers: "Help!

The voice is miserable, and it makes others sound very sympathetic to their plight, which is so pitiful.

Then there were several more terrible "ah" screams in the jungle, pulling the long cavity and giving the cannon goosebumps all over his body.

After a few screams, the jungle returned to calm, and it was silent.

The coalition soldiers looked at the mysterious cannon in admiration, and the cannon sat cross-legged on the spot and closed his eyes under the attention of everyone.

Chen Mo told the cannon before the cannon set off: You must remain mysterious at all times, let others maintain worship of you, worship yourself all the time, and treat yourself as a god-like existence.

Cannon asked Chen Mo with a confused face: "Chief, how can you pretend to be mysterious, how can you make others worship you incomparably?"

Chen Mo smiled and told some of the skills brought by the 21st century, to put it bluntly, if you want to pretend, men have to rely on pretending.

Chen Mo temporarily reworked the three tricks he only knew, pretending to be forced and speaking.

Walking with your head held high is the first, sitting cross-legged with your eyes closed is the second, and the last is speaking in a language that others don't understand.

Chen Mo is an otaku and only knows so much.

Cannon with his eyes closed thought that it was almost over, and began to sing softly.

The allied soldiers who surrounded the cannon in a circle heard the beautiful eighteen touches and began to indulge in it, this is the song between the gods, it is really good.

After the cannon sang one song after another, he only listened to the surrounding coalition forces to worship the cannon even more.

When the cannon sang all the songs back and forth five times, his legs began to ache and numb, and he had to help the nearest coalition soldier to his feet.

Five leopards also returned from the hunt, each with a deer in their mouths.

The coalition soldiers began to cheer and light fires to pack up their prey, and the old chief looked at the cannon with a grateful expression.

A few wild deer obviously did not have enough to eat, so he pretended to be deep and said to the old chief, "Chief, you order a few of your people to continue hunting in the jungle with my big flower, and there are no invaders in the jungle now." ”

The old chief was relieved to send a dozen clansmen to follow the five leopards to continue hunting in the jungle.

When everyone had eaten and the sky began to darken, Cannon came to the old chief, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, and tried to scold her in a commanding tone: "It's dark, don't pursue, rest here." ”

The old chief nodded, and began to arrange for everyone to rest here, and the cannon looked at the coalition soldiers who were cleaning up the place to rest, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, hoping that Brother Hei and they could sneak attack as soon as possible tonight.

In primitive society, the chief is the biggest existence, the chief can determine the life and death of any tribe, can deprive any tribe of rights, even if it is his own tribe, the chief's words, the tribe may become a slave.

Even if the chieftain dies unexpectedly during a foreign war, then the chief's immediate family will succeed to the throne, and there will generally be no malicious struggle for power, but there are accidents.

Although the gods are the religion of the people, the idea of the son of the gods is not a deterrent unless the person who claims to be the son of the gods can do something that convinces others and convinces them.

Just like in the Sailor Tribe, Chen Mo has always claimed to be the son of the gods, and he has done a lot of things to convince the clansmen, so in the eyes of the clansmen, Chen Mo is a role that replaces the gods.

Chen Mo didn't have any fights, and he was giggling and fighting with the clansmen, which subverted the perception of the chief in the primitive society, which also led to all the water army clansmen being extremely convinced of Chen Mo.

If someone from another tribe claims to be the son of the gods, he will soon be killed, and he will die a terrible death, because he has blasphemed the gods that they worship the most.

So when the cannon came to the coalition with five leopards, claiming to be the cannon master under the command of the son of the gods, the coalition people did not have any doubts about him, because the strength was here, except for the gods or the sons of the gods, no one could tame the god of death in the jungle of the primitive society.

After all, leopards are the grim reaper, especially a group of leopards, which can easily kill a hunting team of more than a dozen people.

The purpose of the cannon this time is to establish a prestige in the hearts of many reinforcements, a prestige that the old chief is dead, and he can command the coalition to surrender, so after dark, the cannon has been making friends with many coalition soldiers, and then boasting about what he did with the son of the gods.

Anyway, it's bragging, boundless bragging, and the effect of bragging in primitive society is extremely good, and it didn't take long, and the status of the cannon in the hearts of many coalition soldiers rose sharply, becoming the first person below the chieftain.

Black led more than fifty sailors to join the wind, and when Black asked about the situation of the cannon, the wind laughed with his stomach in his arms, and the rest of the archers couldn't help laughing.

"What's the matter? You're laughing like that? Tell me about it, and make me laugh too. He patted the wind who was laughing vigorously and asked curiously.

The unsuspecting wind was roughly slapped and almost fell, straightened his posture, and said to the rough: "Master Pao is now majestic in the coalition army, and I have cooperated with him to act in a big play, so the coalition army admires him very much." ”

"Their commander can't be deceived so easily, right?"

"Oh, Commander, I don't know where the previous commander went, and now it's the chief of the pit who is in command, an old man older than Uncle Pi. Wind explained.

"Oh, so your attack took a lot of casualties on them?" asked Black.

"Brother Hei is Brother Black!" Feng slapped a sycophant: "This time we attacked them, they were unprepared, even if we attacked many times, they still didn't do any precautions." ”

Feng Balabala described the attack process of the afternoon to Hei, and Hei silently calculated in his heart the number of the current coalition army, there were probably more than 300 combatable people, and nearly 100 wounded soldiers.

Night is the time when no tribe will go out, except for the Navy, after all, the people of the Navy's tribe have now found a way to restrain night blindness, so at night, as long as they resist the attack of jungle wildlife, then they are the Grim Reaper walking in the primitive society.

Walking in a primitive society, you can slaughter any Grim Reaper who is stationed in the field at night.