What kind of divine water is this, it has such magical power, it can not only heal wounds but also dispel the sequelae of madness, if such divine water can be obtained by oneself, then the berserker will no longer have to be afraid of the sequelae of madness, and can continue to fight, even if it encounters a well-equipped human slave catcher, there is no need to worry about the rogue tactics of flying kites.

As the berserkers regained their strength one by one and got up from the ground, and then saw that those seriously injured berserkers even had only one breath left, and their injuries had recovered a lot, and the berserkers' gaze at Yang Chenyu changed from hostility to reverence.

The idea of a simple-minded berserker is so simple, if others are good to them, they will naturally be good to others, not to mention that those berserkers have been rescued, you must know that the berserker tribe is extremely poor, lack of medical treatment, and even if these seriously injured brothers return to the tribe, I am afraid they can only wait for death.

For now, the seriously injured berserker doesn't have to wait to die.

This kindness is enough for them to regard Yang Chenyu as the best brother.

Without speaking, the leader of the berserker knelt down towards Yang Chenyu with a group of berserkers, his hands on the ground, his chest on the ground, this is the highest etiquette of a berserker, after doing this etiquette, he is the best brother of the berserker tribe, even if they are sent to death, he will not hesitate to rush forward.

Yang Chenyu didn't know about this, but when he saw that the berserkers wanted to carry all the demonic beasts back to the tribe, some of them didn't have enough manpower, so he asked, "Do you need help?"

The berserker leader looked at Yang Chenyu's figure and shook his head. Although Yang Chenyu treated the seriously injured berserker and had such a magical pill and divine water, his body was too delicate, and it was estimated that he couldn't lift the leg of a bull demonic beast.

Seeing the disapproval on the leader's rugged face, Yang Chenyu smiled, and did not use the magic power in his sleeve, and gently threw out a wrestler card. Suddenly, ten yellow turban wrestlers jumped out of the brand, grabbed those demonic beasts with one hand, and carried them on their shoulders casually.

See this scene in front of you. The berserkers were stunned for a moment, the strength of these big men who jumped out of the brand was even stronger than their own berserkers who were known for their strength.

The leader exclaimed, "Are you a summoner?"

Yang Chenyu smiled and shook his head, what is that summoner. I can literally hear it.,It's nothing more than a magician.。

After the initial shock, the berserkers returned to normal, carrying the monster and began to return to the tribe, for them, the stronger Yang Chenyu is, the better, isn't he our brother?

Closer, a wall made of stone came into view, and that was the station of the Berserker tribe.

I could hear the return of the hunting party that went out, and the women who stayed behind in the tribe. Children and the elderly all came out.

This tribe is not large, with a total population of only more than 100 people, so the berserkers brought out by the leader account for almost ninety percent of the young and strong, if it weren't for Yang Chen's treatment. I'm afraid that this tribe will be mourning all over the place, not to mention the serious impact of such a large number of casualties on the tribe, on this grassland, if there is no backbone force, this tribe will soon be devoured by the surrounding evil wolves, leaving no trace.

The leader was in a happy mood at this time. The evening bonfire was immediately announced, which immediately attracted cheers.

The Berserker tribe was so poor that the berserkers didn't usually have the opportunity to drink it as a luxury ale that the Berserkers could only taste at the occasional bonfire.

Well, actually, when Yang Chenyu tasted the wine that he boasted about in the mouths of the berserkers, he almost squirted out.

This is the ale wine, which is called a fine wine, and it tastes a little similar to beer, but the taste inside is really vomiting, and I don't know what process was used in brewing, and there are many impurities in it, with a strange taste.

Yang Chenyu had no choice but to take out some of the beer stored in his sleeve, and this pale yellow and pure liquor immediately attracted the attention of the berserkers.

After the leader got Yang Chen's permission, he took a sip, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he dried the bottle of beer clean in another sip.

The berserkers who drank the junk ale dripped, according to the leader, even better than the fine ale they had tasted on their last trip to the dwarven tribe.

Yang Chenyu saw that they liked it, so he immediately took out a lot of it and let them taste it, this beer, he didn't have much in his sleeve, after all, he didn't like to taste beer very much, so he simply took it all out, so they got drunk.

As for the fruit wine brewed by himself, there is no need, if he takes out the fruit wine, looking at their alcoholic appearance, Yang Chenyu is still a little worried about killing a few people on the spot.

At the end of the night, around the unextinguished bonfire, the scattered bones and drunken berserkers were mixed together, and it could be described as a mess everywhere.

Yang Chenyu couldn't hear the snoring of those berserkers after they were drunk, so he simply found a small hill not far from the tribe, sat on it, and continued to appreciate the laws of the Great Dao in this world.

The next day, when Yang Chenyu returned to the tribe, those berserkers had already sobered up, and they were busy dismantling those demonic beasts one by one, and the skin, flesh, scales, bones, tendons, and demon cores were piled up in one place.

The old and crippled women were divided into several groups to deal with the decomposed parts of the beasts, the skins were made of plant ash for later use to make clothes, the meat was smeared with salt for easy preservation and consumption, and the scales, bones, tendons, and magic cores were cleaned and dried and stored in the warehouse, which were all commodities that would be traded with human merchants in the future.

Every year, a large number of human merchants come to this grassland to trade Warcraft materials with various tribes, and they exchange salt, wine, bronze and other cheap goods for Warcraft materials, and ship them back to the Human Empire to make huge profits.

Seeing Yang Chenyu appear, those old and disabled women all showed a kind and reverent smile, after hearing those berserkers tell about yesterday's thrill, the entire tribe was full of gratitude to Yang Chenyu, if it wasn't for Yang Chenyu's help, this tribe would really be finished.

Yang Chenyu didn't put on a show, but chatted with the berserkers.

This is not useless, from the mouths of the berserkers, Yang Chenyu has learned a lot of things.

For example, the situation in this grassland, and even some situations further afield.

This grassland is called the Adobu grassland, which is a fertile grassland in this language. There are many races living on the Adob grassland, there are more than a dozen berserker tribes alone, in addition to the dwarves who live underground, the goblins who are extremely timid but like to block the road and rob, the lone ogre, and even the existence of an elven tribe at the edge of the grassland. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )