To the northeast of Zhouran's territory is a relatively wide grassland, most of which is plain, except for the occasional bulge of a few small hills, and at the edge of the hills, a few huge pieces of gravel occasionally appear.

Zhou Ran roughly estimated those primitive people, there was a distance of about one or two kilometers from himself and the others, and it was definitely too late to set traps at this distance, so he could only find a way to sneak attack them.

Fortunately, when he and the others were observing, most of their bodies were covered by the mountain bag, and only half of their heads were exposed.

'300 people...... Even if all of them were on par with ordinary stone spearmen, it would be very difficult to destroy them all, and the losses could be very serious. ’

That's right, Zhou Ran's main concern is not anything else, but war damage, in this primitive era when human life is more expensive than gold, war damage is the most unacceptable thing.

And these guys came too late, if they came a little later, as long as they were half a day late, he would be able to wait for these guys with 300 soldiers to sneak attack.

You must know that at least half of these 300 warriors are mutant troops, and they can definitely beat these invading primitives to the ground, even if they are all annihilated, it is not impossible.

But at the moment, this matter is obviously no show, and it is impossible for him to discuss with these people, let them change the time to sneak attack, and it is better to wait until tomorrow when he has received all the troops.

Tightening the Great Wilderness in his hand, Zhou Ran observed left and right, and he pointed to a small hill not far away, where there were six or seven huge rocks that were full of one person high, and they were very wide, at least 10 people could be blocked.

"Fierce, you take half of the people to that place, all of them hide behind the rocks, and when the time comes, I will signal you to come out again."

After giving the order, Zhou Ran asked Liu Qingkong to hide on the other side with more than 10 wild stone spearmen, while he himself stood in place, leading the remaining 10 or so wild stone spearmen and Yan Feishuang together, waiting for these primitives who came.

Under the leadership of Zhou Ran, they all stood at the top of the hill bag, and there was still a distance of two or three hundred meters away from Zhou Ran, and the speed of those primitive people slowed down, and they looked at the dozen or so people standing on the hill bag, and let out a whining call from their mouths.

There's no way, the primitive era is not good at this, and the vast majority of primitive people encountered will have such a problem as a language barrier, but fortunately, as a lord, Zhou Ran has a solution to this problem, that is, to ask his primitive people.

In addition to language communication, primitive people can also communicate with each other through sign language and other means, and as their lord, Zhou Ran can understand the language of all intelligent creatures under him.

"Chief, these guys say they belong to the Red Bird Tribe, and if we don't want to be exterminated by them, we must pay them a tribute, and we must send out 20 women."

Primitive people are not as lustful as modern people, they don't want women for pleasure, but simply want to use them to reproduce, that is, they are shelved in primitive times, if they are placed in modern times, a female boxer on Weibo can beat them to death.

Zhou Ran's first reaction was not anger, but surprise, he didn't expect that these primitive people were really from a tribe, and a primitive person standing in front of the comparison also took a long wooden pole, on which was tied a piece of animal skin, and the animal skin was depicted with an unknown red pigment A very rudimentary creature, if you look closely, you can barely tell that this is a bird.

This makes Zhou Ran feel a little bad, if he guessed correctly, this animal skin flag should depict the totem of this primitive tribe, although it is very common for primitive people to have totems, but that is in history, and the primitive tribe with totems in the death game has another name, that is, the elite tribe.

Zhou Ran had never collided with these primitive tribes in the primordial era in his previous life, but he had heard other bigwigs say that the primitive tribes can be divided into three levels in general, the most common ones are the ordinary primitive tribes he killed before, and the strongest ones are the elite tribes with their own totems.

Elite primitive tribes have made great strides in all aspects, they have more numbers, more elite warriors, and even have unique specialties in some areas, such as having developed animal husbandry, or having their own tribal weapons, etc.

One level higher is the Hero Tribe, which has a larger population, elite warriors, and more specialties than the elite tribes.

And the most important point is that, like their tribal name, they have their own heroes, such as the bear tribe, their leader is their hero, that is, one of the most famous ancestors of Yan and Huang in history, the Yellow Emperor.

Moreover, this Red Bird Tribe, although it is only an elite tribe, is far stronger than the other tribes that Zhou Ran encountered before, and it is much stronger, don't look at the fact that he dispatched more than 300 primitive warriors, but this may not be all their strength.

"My lord, do you want to do it?" Yan Feishuang put her hand on the handle of the knife, turned sideways and asked Zhou Ran in a low voice.

Zhou Ran let out a long breath of turbidity, if it was under normal circumstances, he didn't want to fight with these elite tribes, after all, he hadn't developed yet, and the only thing that could be compared with the elite tribes was probably only his 600 population.

But not now, this damn Red Bird tribe wants to plunder its own resources and rob its own people, this is digging its own foundation, and a grim luster flashed in Zhou Ran's deep pupils.

In the next second, Zhou Ran put on a smiling face, he kept waving and shouting at the Red Bird Tribe, seeing their blank looks, he turned around and ordered the wild stone spearmen beside him, asking him to tell the primitive people of the Red Bird Tribe below that he agreed to their proposal and took them to his territory now.

Hearing the translation of the Wild Stone Spear Soldier, a smile appeared on the face of the leader of the primitives, he thought that Zhou Ran was cowardly, but his smile only showed for a moment before it retracted, obviously as an elite tribe, he had seen countless primitives and tribes become cowardly in front of the warriors he led, so Zhou Ran's behavior was also very understandable.

Beckoning to these primitives of the Red Bird Tribe, looking at the thirty or forty primitives in front, they had already walked less than 5 meters in front of him, Zhou Ran raised his right hand high and waved it down vigorously, and shouted loudly: "Up!" ”