Since training in the barracks for nearly a month, Li Chengzhou has developed a good habit of waking up early.

When he walked out of the big tent, he saw that the soldiers were busy coming and going, they had set up the stove and were ready to start cooking food, Li Chengzhou was very curious, he started cooking early in the morning, did he eat so much?

grabbed a soldier casually and asked what the situation was, but the soldier didn't know, only that Fan Qingyan asked for it.

Li Chengzhou walked in the Oak Tribe, and the warriors of the Oak tribe showed him favor one after another, and the old and weak women and children looked at him as unfamiliar as yesterday.

Finally, Fan Qingyan was seen in a place where soldiers gathered.

"Brother Qingyan, how do you cook so much? Can you finish eating? ”

Fan Qingyan replied while instructing the soldiers to carry the food stored by the Oak Tribe.

"If you can finish eating, you must be able to finish eating, those people from the tribe and the Sanren Alliance are expected to come at noon, and we must not prepare food in advance to 'entertain' them?"

"You know, if you want to capture a person's heart, you have to grab his stomach, the barbarians drink blood, we show our hands first, so that we can negotiate later."

Li Chengzhou nodded, and Fan Qingyan said whatever he wanted. Ignoring Fan Qingyan's eyes, he turned around and hurried away.

Tomahawk was also commanding the tribe's men to help the soldiers build stoves and cook food, and Li Chengzhou was the only one who had nothing to do, wandering around the tribe like sleepwalking.

By noon, the soldiers had prepared enough food to hand over the stove to the Oak tribesmen, then donned their armor and took up their weapons, ready to meet the unfriendly tribes.

As soon as Fan Qingyan had finished settling the soldiers, everyone put away their tents and gathered in the corner of the tribe to watch him look at his eyes. No sooner had they settled in, than a sentinel guided another tribe into the Oak Tribe.

Warriors who had just entered the tribe were attracted by the smell of food.

"What smells so good? It smells like meat, it smells like burnt wood, it smells like spices. ”

No one is immune to the temptation of food.

Old Moissanha laughed and brought everyone over to eat, the fire under the stove had not been extinguished, and the food on it was still hot.

The warriors of the tribe ate with relish, and their chieftain, the Black Snake, asked, "Old Mosan, your tribe probably doesn't have such craftsmanship, right?" ”

"Who did this come from? I've never had such delicious food! ”

The tomahawk walked out from the side and looked at all the selfless warriors who ate it: "This is from my own hands, this is just improvised food made in a hurry, if you give more time and better raw materials, the food made will be even more delicious." ”

The black snake looked at the person who spoke, and was immediately frightened.

"You! You! You're a tomahawk, aren't you dead? Old Mosan, isn't he dead? How did he end up here? ”

Old Mo Sang smiled embarrassedly: "I only found out yesterday that he didn't die, so I don't have to take revenge now." ”

The black snake let out a long sigh of relief, and then became nervous: "If you don't go, you won't take back the gold you gave me, right?" ”

Old Mo Sang glanced at the nervous black snake: "If you give it to you, I'll give it to you, I won't take it back, our tribe still has this background!" ”

"However, although I don't have to take revenge, I still have to discuss things with you later, and when the other tribes come, I will tell you, you eat first."

Li Chengzhou and Fan Qingyan observed the first tribe to arrive from afar, watching them gobble up, really worried that there would not be enough food to cook.

More and more tribes and scattered alliances are arriving, and the first thing everyone does is to find food and feast.

After lunch, almost everyone sat near the stove and sighed at the delicious food, but it was fortunate that the artisans had expanded the Oak tribe yesterday to accommodate so many people.

The Tomahawk roughly estimated that it had now reached eleven tribes and fifteen scattered alliances, totaling 1,300 people.

Fan Qingyan glanced at the battle axe, so he started today's plan.

Tomahawks put on their armor and walked up to the middle of the thousand people and asked in a loud voice.

"Are you satisfied with our Oak Tribe's hospitality? Are you still comfortable eating? ”

The barbarian warriors should make peace.

"It's delicious!"

"Not bad!"

"I really want to eat it every day in the future."

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Tomahawk smiled slightly: "But these are not my doings, but some of my friends, do you want to meet them?" ”

The warriors clamored to see the cook.

Tomahawks looked at where the soldiers were hiding and beckoned.

Seeing this, Fan Qingyan beckoned the soldiers to come over, and Li Chengzhou just wanted to shrink back, but Fan Qingyan's knife was held on his neck.

"You're the boss, big brother! You're going to be ahead of the curve! ”

Li Chengzhou reluctantly walked to the front and led the team to the more than 1,300 people.

The soldiers marched in order, only the sound of metal pieces of armor clashing, and nothing else.

The barbarians sitting on the ground by the stove were still waiting for the cook in their hearts, but as the soldiers got closer and closer, someone felt that something was wrong, how could there be such a neat barbarian army?

But someone else quipped: "Old Mosan, I heard that the people on that ship lost 200 pieces of armor, and it turned out that you got them, no wonder you have the confidence to attack them." ”

When the soldiers got closer, most of the barbarians could no longer sit still, because the troops in front of them were not only wearing armor, but also carrying swords, shields, and crossbows. Some of these people had experienced the previous siege of the dragon boat and had seen the power of the crossbow on the opposite side, and when they saw the person on the opposite side holding the crossbow, they were even more panicked.

Among the 1,300 people, 300 were warriors in 15 scattered alliances, only 600 warriors were more than 1,000 in 11 tribes, and the rest were old and weak women and children.

This group of barbarian warriors is now even more chaotic, the lamentations of the elderly, the cries of babies.

Someone even cursed old Mo Sang loudly: "We have traveled thousands of miles to help you take revenge, but I didn't expect you to collaborate with the enemy!" Trying to kill us! ”

At this time, someone had already closed the door early, and the stove was in the corner of the Oak Tribe, next to the wall, and some people tried to climb the wall to escape, but found that the wall was much higher than the normal wall.

So some people began to attack the wall, carrying wooden stakes that had not yet been chopped into firewood and frantically hitting the wall, but the wall that had been reinforced by craftsmen overnight could not collapse so easily.

At this time, Li Chengzhou was also stunned, he didn't do anything on his side, and the other side was shocked to the point of chaos, it seems that the battle of the previous days was not in vain. It has frightened the barbarians.

Fan Qingyan poked Li Chengzhou: "Go and appease them and calm them down." ”

Li Chengzhou stood up helplessly: "Don't quarrel anymore, we have no malice!" ”