This is a small tribe in the underground layer, relying on picking fungi and plants for a living, occasionally hunting some ground creatures, living a very hard life, a large neighboring tribe often oppresses them, Zuo Jun's existence has become their protective umbrella, and the surrounding tribes dare not oppress them excessively, worship such a god, for the small tribe has a hundred benefits and no harm. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This time the whole clan sacrifice was issued by the neighboring big tribes to call the warriors, and a group of fierce barbarians came from afar, they killed people when they saw them, and robbed them when they saw food, and three tribes had already been slaughtered. The neighboring great tribes have rallied all the dwarves to fight a great battle for survival and destroy the invaders.

There are only four or five hundred people in this tribe, and they have gathered nearly two hundred soldiers, leaving the old and weak children, and when they set off, they were begging Zuo Jun to go with them, but they were sternly rejected by Zuo Jun, and the battle for the survival of the dwarf clan has nothing to do with him!

Zhang Dongming is very interested in the war between the two races, there is a successor of the gods in the Lin Mu Zhan Rhino clan, so what about the dwarf clan, among the barbarian tribes who invaded, it is very likely that there is a successor of the gods.

After Zhang Dongming made the decision to follow the dwarves on the expedition, the dwarves were boiling with joy, and the gods who were more powerful than the protectors wanted to go with them to destroy the barbarians, then their tribe would not only be much safer, but also become an important member of the dwarves.

The dwarven tribe was very rudimentary, and there was not even a village, Zuo Jun occupied the only stone house, and the rest were small sheds made of three branches, until there were a few wooden shelves hanging on tall rotten wood around them, which were the places where the sentry was stationed.

Zhang Dongming and the three of them huddled in the stone house and rested all night before setting off under the urging of the dwarven patriarch.

At the request of Zhang Dongming, the large team of nearly 200 people was divided into three phalanxes, each team carried a huge car carried by 32 people, and 30 people held torches in front and behind, walking towards the depths of the underground layer.

The protector naturally has the appearance of a protector, and the guard of honor for travel should still be exquisite.

The small tribe of the dwarves is on the edge of the underground layer, and the more they go inside, the more cold and damp they become, and there is even shallow water on the ground, Zhang Dongming is quite proud of his decision. The successor of the great god is not so much lazy as he likes to enjoy, and he will never stand if he can lie down, which is Zhang Dongming's consistent style.

Two hundred people walked around, the little ghost Xiao ran forward and ran very active in the dark underground layer, jumping on the car from time to time and Zhang Dongming intimate for a while, Chen Lu's attitude towards the ghost Xiao is difficult to understand, and when he gets better, he can't wait to be fed with milk, and he hates to roll on the ground with a rattan pump, so the ghost Xiao is quite afraid of Chen Lu, and has been swimming three meters away, and is very curious about Zuo Junzhi, squatting in front of the car and Zuo Jun's eyes are facing each other, and making a whining sound.

Zhang Dongming pouted, Zuo Jun fused the black rot insect and became more and more black and bright, if there was no outer layer of black light like substance, it was similar to the big brother Africa, and it would have entered the eyes of the little devil - we are as beautiful!

Zuo Jun couldn't understand the words of the ghost, and his face was cold, this is a new skill he has learned in the dwarf clan in the past six months, the more cold he is, the more respectful the dwarf clan is.

The dwarves do not have a sound system in their throats, and they mainly rely on gestures and feelings to communicate with each other, making Zhang Dongming's words useless, and after a period of contact, they can express their requirements with a few simple actions.

Pointing to his mouth means that Ben Patronus is hungry, and patting his leg is to show that he wants to take a few steps. It's easier and more convenient than talking, and there's no flattery around!

Every once in a while, the dwarves will put the three cars side by side, and a group of people will face Zhang Dongming and the three of them, hold torches to draw circles, put their hands together and use torches to lift up to the sky, and then kneel down to pray for blessings!

Zhang Dongming asked Zuo Jun curiously, "What kind of ceremony is this?" ”

Zuo Jun sat crookedly on the car and said lazily: "I made it, hunting and fighting must be held before the battle!"

Zhang Dongming was even more puzzled, what does it have to do with stabbing the sky with a torch in a circle and hunting battles.

Zuo Jun still looks like he is under-flattened, "The circle is the English letter O, the palms are together, and a set of actions is oh oh oh oh oh oh!

Seeing Zhang Dongming's dazed face, he continued: "You haven't seen it on TV before - many tribes in Africa like to shout oh oh oh oh before the battle, I borrowed their experience, and it is still very good to improve the fighting momentum." The dwarves can't make a sound, and they can only break it down into movements. Zuo Jun's two small red eyes glanced at Zhang Dongming, and he said helplessly: "To communicate with the dwarf clan, you have to learn to use your brain, you should have this thing!"

Zhang Dongming just wants to smack Zuo Jun's face, Nima is deceiving the ghost!

The three guardian spirits completed the pre-war ritual in the decomposition into action, and Zhang Dongming always felt that in the face of the dwarves to push the torch upwards hard, he would be unable to help the chrysanthemum tightening, and it could only be classified as Zuo Jun's bad taste.

Along the way, they encountered dwarves traveling in the same way, and the relationship between the various races did not seem to be harmonious, and they did not communicate with each other, but were hostile and guarded, and each retreated from a safe distance before continuing to advance.

When he rested again, the food contributed by the dwarf turned out to be a fully roasted dwarf, and seeing the dwarf in front of him wielding a bone knife and decomposing the roasted dwarf very skillfully, Zhang Dongming felt a chill!

"Prisoners of war, you can eat it! There will be more in a while!" Zuo Jun had no taboos and swallowed it in a big gulp.

No wonder Zuo Jun has so many essence points, it turns out that he dares to eat anything! When he found Zuo Jun, Zhang Dongming was still wondering, Zuo Jun's accumulated essence points actually reached more than twenty, but the level of fusion did not improve, it turned out that he had eaten it during this time.

In the face of the humanoid creature Zhang Dongming, it was difficult to swallow, Chen Lu was arrogant for a while, and secretly rolled up a piece of fat meat with vines, the snake-like coil disappeared, and the vines were stretched out The piece of fat meat had disappeared, this was a new devouring skill after fusing the ancient wood with blood.

Zhang Dongming's chest was bulging, the overnight rice was pouring up, and Chen Lu, a delicate little girl, actually devoured human flesh.

Chen Lu glanced at Zhang Dongming shyly, and half-twisted his body not to look at him.

The dwarves don't know how to judge the time, and every once in a while they will set up a simple camp to rest for a while, and the three royal cars have a roof above them, and grass curtains can be hung around them, so it is simple.

The three of them rested on the royal car, surrounded by a stalked grass hut built by the dwarves with branches.

The dark and damp underground layer is difficult to distinguish between day and night, with the help of the fire of the dwarven torches that went out to forage, Zhang Dongming looked around, the territory exploration barely shrouded this area, and vaguely noticed that there seemed to be a trace of stumbling ahead, what could it be! Zhang Dongming was looking forward to it!

If you think of rest as a night, such a night is not peaceful, a powerful dwarf tribe attacked the camp in three ways, Zhang Dongming did not warn, and used the territory to explore and watched silently.

The battle of the large corps is exciting to think about!

A large group of dwarves rushed towards the camp with all kinds of wooden and bone weapons, and the whining horn sounded, and the dwarves in the camp did not panic, and quickly formed a phalanx, and rows of wooden spears stretched forward, and walked forward with neat steps.

The dense formation can occupy the advantage of troops in small local battles on the battlefield, and the horizontal and vertical phalanx is like a solid wall, forcibly blocking the impact of hundreds of people.

The long wooden spikes were lined up with rows of thorns, and dozens of dwarves from hostile tribes had fallen in front of the phalanx!

"This is also from your handiwork, including the number of horizontal and vertical eight!" Zhang Dongming asked Zuo Jun in the air.

Zuo Jun nodded, "Since the old ancestor left the word horizontal, there must be a reason, and now it seems that it is still very practical to put it on the military array." ”

Zuo Jun has changed a lot, and in the prayer and worship of the dwarf clan, he gradually became more confident.

Sometimes Zhang Dongming feels that self-confidence is cultivated by the environment, and you will easily obtain it in the face of the weak, just like Zuo Jun, in the face of the dwarf clan, his every word is a golden rule, and it only took half a year to grow into a confident person.