Dennis seemed to see the distrust of several leaders out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but laugh at himself, "You must be wondering: why didn't the scouts see such a large green space?" Because the desert was too sunny, in order to prevent the plants from being sunburned, they erected patches of awning cloths over the green space. ”

Kabal frowned, "So you mean, you're going to betray the Eighteen Clans?" ”

"I don't want the clansmen to continue to starve with the eighteen tribes." Dennis sneered and turned to look at Lydia, "If I pledge my allegiance to you, can my people come and settle in this city?" ”

Lydia was about to explain that she didn't represent the Red Pavilion, but the proprietress answered first, "You can go and summon them." ”

Dennis looked up, as if he saw the figure of the ancestor in the sky, "Ancestor bless, I don't want to see starving children anymore." ”

Nabino's gaze sank, slightly thoughtful. After a while, he put down the long stick in his hand and looked gloomy, "The tribe has been famine for three consecutive years. ”

The proprietress shook, "Three years? ”

With a long sigh, Cabal dropped his hammer and sat down on the ground dejectedly, "Three years of drought, the pastures are getting smaller and smaller, and the cattle can't have enough to eat, and the people can't have enough to eat. ”

He seemed to have finally woken up from the good food and wine that Heru had arranged every day, and remembered his people, who had been hungry and cold all day long.

Nosben was a grass on both sides, and when he saw that the two main masters had lost their will to fight, he hurriedly dropped his weapons and squatted in the corner.

Cabal asked Dennis, "Leader Dennis, you weren't lying to us, were you?" ”

Dennis craned his neck, gestured his hand to his throat, and then made an oath: "If I lie to you, let the sand wolf bite my neck." ”

"Okay." Kabal patted his thigh, "I didn't get any benefit from following Issam and Hamid, so follow the saint and hope that the gods will take care of you." ”

Seeing that these three people suddenly lost the desire to fight, Lydia was a little disappointed, and asked stupidly, "Are you sure you won't fight?" ”

If she hadn't asked, the leaders might have hesitated a little longer. But her inexplicable question always makes people feel that she has arranged something.

The head of the wall, Caonuos, hurriedly shook his hand and said, "Princess Yongwu, a few of us have mediocre combat strength, so we won't be humiliated." ”

Lydia puffed out, complaining inwardly about how these guys didn't follow the script. At this moment, General Nick suddenly arrived: "Princess, there are prisoners of war making trouble again, and this time the situation is even more strange." ”

"Oh?" Lydia hurriedly walked out of the tent, "In the past few years, it has been rare to see captives making trouble, why is there anything special about the captives of the eighteen tribes?" ”

The proprietress looked at the leaders, "Why don't you take a look at it together, and if it's not a big deal, please stop them, so as not to cause unnecessary harm." ”

Several men followed Lydia to a ruined area, where several prisoners of war were shouting the names of their ancestors, their eyes red and fighting each other.

"What's going on?" Lydia asked.

The prisoners of war were escorted by Bard and Crohn, who were also confused, "We brought them over, and they went crazy without knowing what was going on." ”

Nacian lay on the sidelines, seemingly knocked unconscious by the suddenly berserk prisoners of war, and Eggers was dragging him to a cool place, slapping him several times before waking him up.

"I'm grass, your way of saving people is too fierce." Nacian covered his swollen cheeks, sat up and cursed, "Who would dare to pursue you like you?" ”

Eggers didn't even think about slamming a punch on Nacian's head, "I've heard the princess say that a girl with a ponytail like me is very popular in her world. ”

"This has something to do with the double ponytail...... Nacian was about to continue raising the bar with her, when he suddenly saw Lydia and a group of clan leaders watching curiously, and quickly swallowed the rest of the words.

Seeing a fresh gossip, Lydia was satisfied. Turning his head and asking Bard again, "Let's get them out of the way first, so that no one dies." ”

Bud silently picked up the broken stick in his hand, "They seem to be infinitely powerful after they go crazy......"

Lydia felt that something was getting tricky.

"They're from my tribe." Nabino stepped forward and shouted a few words in the tribal language. The prisoners of war obediently stopped, but turned their anger on Nabino.

"What's the use of you leaders?" The prisoners of war hurled in the language of their tribes, "When I was dying of starvation, which of you cared about me?" ”

Nabino and several tribal leaders were dumbfounded, and the other tribal captives were also brought together to attack them with great vigour: "You have been eating and drinking all day, but my children have been starved to death. ”

Lydia couldn't understand what they were saying, but she knew by their expressions that it wasn't a beautiful word, and hurriedly called Bard aside and hurriedly explained something to him.

The tribal captives seemed to feel that the tribal language was not enough to relieve their hatred, and they scolded fiercely in the language of the kingdom: "You beasts who can only collect offerings, if it weren't for the magic medicine of Prime Minister Akira, we would have died long ago." ”

Nabino's face distorted, and he glared at the men, anger and shame blended.

"They seem to ...... What kind of disease did you have? "The hostess looks at the captives. The eyes of these people are fanatical and fierce, as if they have lost their humanity.

The captives' insults grew fiercer, and one man pointed at Nabino's nose and shouted, "Incompetent leader, scum-like figure! ”

How could Nabino's dignity as a warrior in his bones allow to be insulted like this. "Shut up!" Nabino shouted angrily, his voice full of mania and restlessness.

However, his words did not calm the crowd, but only provoked the anger of many more. The captives' scolding was like a thousand waves that gathered into a monstrous wave and pounced on Nabino.

Nabino became more and more manic, his pupils dilated, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes became increasingly disorganized. He suddenly roared, picked up a thick piece of wood and swung it indiscriminately at the crowd around him!

The proprietress screamed, and Crohn hurriedly used her wide body to protect her behind her.

Bard hurriedly blew the whistle. Hearing the whistle, Maya immediately rushed to support with a team of sentries on duty. But Nabino himself is extraordinary, and his strength and speed are obviously stronger under the madness, and ordinary people can't get close to it at all.

Lydia's eyes widened in shock.

She didn't understand why Nabino had fallen into madness. But Nabino had already swung his stick and struck at Lydia. She dodged Nabino's attack and commanded, "You guys go and control the captives." ”

As she wandered, Lydia picked up a stick and confronted Nabino.

The crazy Nabino attacks with no discipline at all, and the main thing is a primitive wildness, full of unpredictable ferocity. He has even completely abandoned all defenses, and seems to have only one desire in his eyes, and that is to slaughter.

But even in the face of such a vicious stick, Lydia was able to easily block Nabino's attack with just one hand.

Her body seemed to sense all the danger of attack, and no matter how weird Nabino's moves were, she could dodge them with even more strange moves. It made the tribal leaders stunned.

Kabal couldn't help but think to himself, "No wonder she said that she wanted us to besiege her together. With this super martial arts, even if the leaders of the eighteen tribes gather, they may not be sure that they can defeat her. ”

North was even more frightened into a cold sweat, and he was secretly glad that he didn't follow them to challenge Lydia just now. Otherwise, I am afraid that as he himself said, he will "bring shame on himself".

Even Dennis, who has always been conceited and free, has a little more respectful expression on his face.

"Nabino Chief, please calm down!" The proprietress cried out eagerly, she didn't want to be an enemy of Nabino, but she didn't know what to do in this situation.

"Hold his feet!" Maya suddenly shouted, and a stick suddenly swept across the ground, and a rope was tied to the head of the stick.

Bard rushed up with Nacian, Eggers, and Maya's sentinels, each with a wooden stick with a noose in his hand—a special arrangement that Lydia had just explained.

The irascible captives were easily laid to the ground one by one, and their hands and feet were tied. Then they immediately turned to Lydia's aid.

Nabino shrewdly dodged the trap, the frenzy in his eyes seemed uncontrollable—he was clearly enraged. He let out a beastly roar, and the stick in his hand was rounded at Lydia.

His attacks were getting faster and harder, and there were no extra tricks, just continuous strikes with all his might.

In the face of such a ferocious attack, Lydia did not dare to take it hard, dodged back a few steps, grabbed a flaw in his attack, and suddenly flew forward, pinning Nabino's neck with a stick.

If a normal person is choked by someone's neck, he will inevitably be rescued with his backhand. But Nabino seemed to have completely lost his mind, and in addition to the fierce expression on his face, he even showed a terrifying smile!

It was an indescribable sense of fear, and Lydia even felt a hint of fear in her heart.

"Left elbow strike."

The cold voice, which should have been a chilling tone, injected an inexplicable sense of stability into Lydia.

Lydia withdrew her stick and slammed her left elbow into Nabino's left ribs, followed by a stinking scoop of alpaca blood splashed on Nabino's face.

"Let's go!" Nacian and Eggers' snares were already swishing towards Nabino's hands at the same time, and Maya and Bud hurriedly grabbed the snares and tied Nabino's feet.

Four ropes tied Nabino in four directions and hung him in the air, while the proprietress threw a spoonful of alpaca blood in his face.

Nabino let out a few grunts in his throat, and gradually, his eyes gradually cleared. He looked around in a daze, then at his bound limbs, and a hint of surprise and confusion flashed through his pupils.

"Great, you've finally calmed down." The proprietress hurriedly waved his hand to put him down, pulled out a coarse cloth towel from her arms and wiped the blood on his face, "You are just controlled by drugs." ”

"Drugged?" Nabino woke up from a nightmare, and his mind was in turmoil.

Several soldiers covered their mouths and noses with towels stained with alpaca blood and dragged a box of ashes out of the burning wreckage.

"This is the ashes of the 'Lost Leaf'." The proprietress hurriedly ordered someone to dispose of it with alpaca blood, "Fortunately it is only some remaining ashes, otherwise we would all have gone mad." ”

Elder Msta's face suddenly became solemn, "That'...... Why are they the only ones affected? ”

"Leaf addiction." He replied simply without smiling.