The heroic and good at fighting, the Campas orcs who regard death as their home, do not have in their heads the concept that someone will play dead on the battlefield, this is not stupid, but the nature of the warrior.

Except for the human who no one knows yet, Bigu and the others have almost perfectly completed the task that Xia Zuo confessed in a coma.

Even a few smashing horses were brought back, and this rare meat naturally became the main ingredient for the Saiyan tribe to celebrate their victory.

In the huge kiln of the tribal discussion, Xia Zuo, who was in the center, wiped out the fragrant horse meat in front of him like a cloud, and the terrifying physique of the Saiyan was revealed, but after such a while, the purple and blue puffiness on his body had begun to slowly subside.

The internal organs frantically absorbed the nutrients of horse meat to nourish the body, and Xia Zuo could clearly feel the potential of the body to erupt outward after a hard battle and serious injury.

"Boss, this time we have harvested a total of thirty-seven intact war horses, forty-two sets of armor, forty-three sets of horse armor, twenty spears, and twenty-three two-handed swords. The excitement in Bigu's eyes has not completely subsided, although the harvest this time is far less than the last one.

But the glory of capturing enemy equipment from the battlefield is nothing to the warlike Campas orcs as the last time they stole it.

The hill-like horse meat on the table quickly disappeared into Xia Zuo's mouth, chewing it over and over again, and said with concern, "What about our people?

This is what Xia Zuo is most concerned about, he is not a local tyrant with a big business, he only has such a little strength now, if he loses a few, he can't make up for the big gains.

A look of pride rose on Bigu's face, "There is a boss, we are all favored by the god of Kampas, the boys are very competitive, there are only eight injuries that need to be recuperated, and the rest are minor injuries!"

For the little Munk in their first battle, this achievement is enough to make them proud!

It seems that the training has played a big role, Xia Zuo smiled and nodded with a smile on his face.

"Report to the Chief, the warriors of Garno and Ula have asked to meet!" said the Munk warrior who was guarding as he ran in quickly, looking at Xia Zuo with reverence in his eyes.

In today's battle, he killed a human, and although he was slashed with a sword, the scar was a silent glory to the valiant Kampas warrior.

The two tribes of Garno and Ula were stronger than before, but everything had been different since the arrival of the Chief, and now even the little girls in the village looked at him differently.

The Munk warriors, who were immersed in excitement, had already begun to think in their hearts, maybe they could find a beautiful little girl and give birth to a little Munk!

"Let them in" Xia Zuo hurriedly wiped the grease stains on his hands and mouth, and he had already guessed the intention of those Munks, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

More than fifty munk orcs, each wounded, strode in, and stood neatly in front of Xia Zuo, who suddenly knelt down on one knee like a pillar.

Even Xia Zuo, who guessed their intentions, was so frightened by this action that he jumped up, and hurriedly stepped forward to help, "What is this doing, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up"

If it weren't for the convincing, the Campas orcs, who valued glory over their lives, would not have lowered their heads even if they died in battle, let alone such a great bow.

"The knees of the Campas orcs will only touch the ground for the most fearless warriors, on behalf of the tribe, on behalf of the tribe, we thank the leader of Xia Zuo for avenging us, may the Campas God of War always favor the Saiyan tribe!" said the rabbi as the representative excitedly.

The fact that Xia Zuo was able to defeat the warriors who comprehended the power was a miracle blessed by the god of Campas, and avenging their tribesmen made all the remaining warriors grateful.

"Every Campas orc is a brother, someone invades my homeland, burns my tribe, kills my people, Xia Zuo just did something changed, where is the kindness, you all give me up!" Although the strength is far stronger than that of the rabbi, Xia Zuo really does not dare to fight in the face of injury.

"I beg the leader to allow us to join the Saiyan tribe!" the rabbi struggled to resist the power in Xia Zuo's hands, and dozens of pairs looked at Xia Zuo earnestly.

They have lost their tribe, they have no people and no food, it is impossible to rebuild, the only way is to join other tribes, and the Saiyan tribe is not the best option.

"Hahaha" Xia Zuo laughed and pulled Rabi up, hugged him in his arms, and slapped the other party's back fiercely, "Since you entered the Saiyan tribe, you have been a member of our Saiyan tribe, if anyone wants to leave, I will never let anyone go!"

Even if the rabbi doesn't mention it, Xia Zuo will find a way to bring it up, these more than fifty Munk warriors, being able to rush out of the encirclement and suppression, is the best illustration of strength, although everyone is injured, but as long as they are carefully recuperated, it will not take long to recover.

No one would doubt the loyalty of the Orcs of Kampas, not even humans, and with the addition of these warriors, the Saiyan tribe's combat power had no intention of multiplying.

"By the great name of the god Kampas, we will swear allegiance to the Saiyan tribe and fight for the glory of the tribe!" more than fifty warriors roared at the same time, uttering the strongest oath of the Campas orcs.

"Bigu, take out the rest of the barrel of wine, and party all night tonight, welcome our brothers!" These warriors were more excited than the gains from the human sentinels, and their faces flushed with excitement.

"Hey" Watching the tribe grow, Bigu, who was already overjoyed, ran out with a fart, and soon the whole tribe was drowned in cheers under the loud voice.

The celebratory dances and scorching bonfires lit up the Saiyan tribe all night before they gradually stopped, and as the sun rose, a row of figures quietly walked out of the quiet tribe.

"Boss, what's the matter to call us here!" Outside the Saiyan tribe, in the stone forest trained and created by the Munk warriors, Tara couldn't help but ask at first.

Although it is nothing to not sleep all night with their bodies, but after tossing all night, coupled with the effect of alcohol, they obviously want to stay in the warm kiln more now.

"Hehe, even if I let you sleep, you won't sleep!" The happy smile on Xia Zuo's face aroused the curiosity of the twelve Munk warriors, as the first warriors to follow Xia Zuo, they obviously knew more about their boss, and they didn't mean to ask at all, just stared at Xia Zuo and waited for him to explain.

Although he deliberately failed to hang his appetite, the smile on Xia Zuo's face did not weaken at all, and he stretched out his hand and smiled, "I want to show you something!"

The palm of the hand, which was not very broad, shone with a faint golden light, although the golden light was almost invisible, but it almost dropped the jaws of the twelve orcs present.

"This is a vindictive spirit" Bigu's eyes widened, staring straight at Xia Zuo's injured luster.

Xia Zuo nodded fiercely, this was the source of his excitement, as soon as he woke up, he felt that there was a flow of air running in his body in a complex way, although it was only as slender as a hair, but Xia Zuo could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in it, and even the internal organs, meridians and bones were slowly strengthened under the nourishment of this fighting qi.

Xia Zuo has been peeping at the fighting spirit for a long time, but in addition to the training of the fighting spirit, he also needs to master the methods of extraction, and these methods are monopolized in the hands of the big tribes and the strong.

Xia Zuo didn't know how his fighting spirit appeared, and in the end it could only be attributed to the special physique of the Saiyan, perhaps because of the destruction of the opponent's fighting spirit on his own ** when fighting with Glime, the Saiyan bloodline spontaneously looked for a way to resist.

"I called you out, I was going to teach you how to extract the fighting energy!" Looking at the twelve pairs of eyes staring straight at his palm, Xia Zuo put away the fighting energy in his hand and casually threw out a bombshell.

"What?" several Bigu exclaimed at the same time, they almost didn't dare to do anything to their ears, they were struggling in the gravel wasteland, they were far more aware of the preciousness of the Dou Qi cultivation method than Xia Zuo.

"Boss, this, this, this" Bigu smirked and touched the back of his head, his excited mouth kept calling, and he didn't say a coherent word for a long time, and the rest of Tara was even more unbearable, and he was completely stunned by Xia Zuo.

"What is this, do you want to learn or not?" Xia Zuo was very satisfied with this result, and patted Bigu on the shoulder with a smile.

After discovering that he spontaneously awakened his fighting spirit, Xia Zuo quickly made this decision, one person is also very limited, a group of people is really good, if the tribe has a thousand intermediate warriors like Grimo at the same time, I am afraid that even high-level fighters will turn around and flee, that scene Xia Zuo is secretly cool as long as he thinks about it.

And himself, as a Saiyan of the fighting nation, is destined to become the strongest, for this, Xia Zuo never doubts, since this is the case, loyal and powerful subordinates, who would be too much!

A row of orcs hurriedly nodded their heads again and again as if chickens were pecking rice, there would be people who didn't want to learn such a thing.

"Boss, you really want to hand over your fighting spirit to us!" Tara still felt a little sleepy, and pinched herself twice to make sure that she was not drunk and dreaming, and her face was still full of disbelief.

"It's not just you, after you learn it, you will teach other people, and teach every warrior in the Saiyan tribe who has reached the conditions to cultivate!" Xia Zuo looked at the twelve orcs who followed him at the earliest, and after learning the fighting spirit, he would become Xia Zuo's arm even more.

By teaching the warriors of the tribe by them, Xia Zuo can completely rest assured to focus on the cultivation of his own strength.

The words in Xia Zuo's mouth made Bigu and the other twelve Munk orcs flush with excitement, and with the cultivation method of fighting spirit, they could already see the prosperity of the Saiyan tribe.

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