There is no mistake about the land period.

Tsubaki went this time and really "invited" the sacrifice of the Yantu tribe.

When she returned, she was shriveled and thin, with some invisible injuries on her body. But his eyes lit up, and when he saw Lu Qi, his voice was loud, "Lord Lord, you are not dishonoring your mission!" ”

"Good."

Lu Qiqi patted her on the shoulder, looking at the Yantu tribe sacrifice who was also covered in injuries, "The salt soil tribe sacrifice seems to ...... Feeling embarrassed? ”

Tsubaki was suddenly a little cramped because of Lu Zhizhi's inquiry: "Lord Lord, I kidnapped him......"

As two tribes that have just had a conflict, the Nuwa tribe has the traditional virtue of fighting with each other and beheading the envoys first, and the Yantu patriarch and the priest are not willing to come at all.

"In special times, it is understandable to invite people by special means."

Lu Qiqi interrupted her words to admit her mistake, and looked at the priest with a smile, "I'm sure the priest-sama can understand it, right?" ”

The Salt Tribesman nodded stiffly.

The Yantu tribe had redeemed the tribe's warriors before, and he had long heard that the Nuwa tribe would whip those who did not cooperate. Even the toughest warriors could not withstand the torture of the saltwater whip, so the priest decided to reluctantly cooperate after being caught, and waited for the rescue of his people.

In a tribe, sacrifice is the inheritance of the tribe.

Especially the sacrifice that the disciple has not yet cultivated, his importance even exceeds that of the patriarch.

For this reason, after the Yantu tribe found out that the sacrifice had been arrested, the patriarch took the risk to find someone.

When Lu Qiqi saw the patriarch of the Yantu tribe leading hundreds of warriors, standing outside the range of catapults and shouting, he couldn't help but praise Tsubaki in his heart-

Over-share to complete the task, Tsubaki, this little girl is a potential stock.

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The high walls blocked all the sight of the Yantu people.

The patriarch of the Yantu clan didn't dare to bring people in too much, so he could only watch from a distance, shouting with his waist in his waist.

"Lu Period, you come out for me!"

"If you want to fight, you come directly, what is the purpose of tying up a sacrifice?"

"Let go of our tribe's sacrifice, what's coming at me!"

Off color.

This is no different from the villager who scolds the street.

Lu Qi attracted mosquitoes and asked her to shout.

"You can't even look down on your tribe's sacrifices, what kind of patriarch are you."

"The last time you were the dog of the Will tribe, we beat you to run with your tail between your legs, and you dared to bark and fight. Now there are two options for you

First: Bring a few people over to talk. After the negotiation is completed, the previous account will be settled, and the sacrifice will be returned to you.

Second: you refuse to negotiate. Let's kill the sacrifice first, and then kill the other Yantu people! ”

Very domineering declaration.

made the Yantu clan patriarch tremble angrily: "Lu Period, you think you are very powerful? It's just that your wall is holding us back, though I can't help you here; But in the Yantu Clan, you can't deal with me! ”

"If you don't believe me, we can try."

The mosquito's voice copied the contemptuous tone of the land period one by one, "And the way you yell is too cheap, look at our lord, you are not elegant at all." ”

The patriarch of the Yantu clan was about to explode.

The swear words of this life have been scolded.

Mosquito looked at the patriarch of the Yantu clan who was jumping below, and then looked at the lord next to him with a calm expression, and instantly understood what the lord meant by elegance.

Lord Lords are really elegant, too elegant.

Below

The patriarch of the Yantu tribe who scolded his saliva dry was because he didn't react during the land period, and he gradually felt bored. He turned angrily and walked towards his warrior.

The warriors looked at the patriarch and were ready to break the net with the Nuwa tribe.

However, in the next moment, the patriarch suddenly designated a candidate for the next patriarch of the Yantu tribe, and also said that if he couldn't go back, these warriors would leave immediately and defend the Yantu tribe!

The warriors of the Yantu clan were shocked: "Patriarch, you can't go alone!" ”

"Of course I know the danger, but the sacrifice is still inside."

The patriarch looked at the high city wall, "Just do what I say, and I will do my best to save the priest lord!" ”

Within the Nuwa tribe

The salt soil patriarch came with seven or eight warriors.

This really surprised Lu Qiqi, after all, this little mouth has been babbling and scolding for a long time. When you go out to negotiate, you can first pull a wave of hatred in front of the other party, and it's really the first time I've seen it.

Of course, the salt soil patriarch didn't come in immediately, and he was obediently controlled.

He also tried to struggle at the gate of the city, and came up with a hostage-exchanging drama, "Release my tribe's sacrifice, and I'll go in." ”

Lu Qiqi asked someone to bring the priest of the salt soil tribe over and showed him the intact person, "Salt soil patriarch, don't be so nervous. I invite you to come here today, not to fight and kill, but to discuss the future relationship. ”

She smiled and said, "Before you came, I was thinking about why our two tribes would get to this point. Perhaps this time it would be easier to achieve peaceful coexistence between the two sides by talking openly and honestly about what we both want. ”

This made the Yantu patriarch a little ignorant.

But don't underestimate the understanding of a patriarch, it probably means that he understands, "You want to make peace with me?" ”

"Yes, I can give you a chance to make peace with me."

After Lu Qiqi's words were finished, the salt soil patriarch was silent.

Looking at the walls and catapults up close, you can feel its height even more. At the same time, behind Lu Qi, a group of neatly arranged warriors passed by, and the armor on their bodies shocked the heart of the salt soil patriarch-

I heard that this is an ironclad warrior comparable to the undead warriors of the Wei clan.

He glanced at the held sacrifice hostage, and had to wake up to the fact that the Nuwa tribe was stronger than them.

Lu Qiqi looked at his gradually weakening momentum, and took the opportunity to give him a step down, "What are you doing standing here, go in and sit." If I really wanted to destroy you, I wouldn't have bothered to ask my right-hand man to ask for you. ”

As she spoke, she walked into the tribe, and the salt soil patriarch's heart was tangled and swaying, and finally it was as if he had been pushed hard behind his back.

He went in.

And then saw the shocking tribe -

The houses are neatly arranged.

Everything he could see was clean and tidy, and a closer look didn't reveal any excrement or animal bones.

Many of the Nuwa people who came and went wore clothes made of linen, none of them were yellow and thin, and they all had a sense of well-fed. The most difficult thing for him to accept was that among these people, there were even slaves he sent to exchange hostages!

The first time the salt soil patriarch came in, he was slightly startled.

Lu Qiji's voice sounded at this time, "Salt Soil Patriarch, please come here." ”

He heard the voice follow her footsteps, and then turned the corner through the road in front of him to see a procession of hundreds of ironclad warriors. They just stood quietly in the wilderness of training.

Silent, cold, fierce.

The feeling of oppression came to my face......

Good night, everyone, go to bed early~