The legendary brave Lich King (pseudo) and sucker (true) and Gray walked out of the tent, and a cold wind blew on his face, causing him to retreat from his hot-blooded state. He scratched his head at a loss and asked at Moribo beside him.

"Senbo, do you think we were fooled?"

The chief hero unit of the Maesugi Clan, Moriba, shook his head and stood behind him to say that everything you said was right.

I looked at the camel gnawing on the turf outside the door and couldn't help but say, "Grey... I asked you to perform the first bird, but I didn't let you pretend to be a sucker. Why did that old man praise him and provoke him and you get over it? Then where is the Corilo Mountain? It can be called the Maginot Line of Defense! How can you be captured!"

After doing this metaphor, I suddenly felt that this place might be quite easy to conquer...

Gray cried and said, "Boss! Save me quickly! I'm targeted!"

Calm down and think about it, Grey immediately knew that he had been used as a gun. If this mountain has been attacked for a long time, how could it be solved easily in our hands?

I turned my backhand and said that Bian Que three times: "I'm helpless, wait for death, say goodbye!"

Leading all the tribe warriors to attack the mountain sounds glorious, but in fact, full authority means full responsibility. Once the army order is ineffective, there is no way to make a case.

"This group of guys are bullying you for your youth and don't know the interests. Once you step into the trap, they have some ways to kill you."

I whispered to Gray, "If you want to fight, they can use their brute force behind their backs. It is not easy to deal with more than a dozen people in the chaos army? If they don't fight, they can justify the tribe and completely remove the Shanshu clan. These guys look wild, and their methods are not simple..."

Gray's face darkened and gritted his teeth and said, "Then we'll go out tonight! Turn their plans upside down and see how they can use tricks!"

If he was the only one now, Gray would definitely rush back and turn against him on the spot, but there are still ten subordinates of the Shanshu clan to take care of him, so he was a little afraid of being a ruthless person and did not dare to act rashly.

Walking outside the tribal tent, I found that the crowd of refugees, like a crowd showed disappointment, and then dispersed.

I asked Senbo to grab a thin refugee and said pickyly: "This person is too thin, but the flesh looks OK. Take it to the river to wash it, and cook big bone soup tonight! Leave the sticks and bones for me."

The refugees scattered like frightened birds, leaving only the caught unlucky eggs shouting tremblingly: "Don't eat me! Don't eat me!"

I stared at him viciously: "It's okay if you don't eat it. I'll answer two questions first. First, you ask why you follow us?"

The tribal refugee said sneakily: "Because...because...we will have something to eat... our tribe has starved to death..."

Following the Scorpion Yakan tribe, there will be something to eat? These people seem to be scavengers, ready to compete for the scattered food debris of carnivores at any time.

"The second question..."

I motioned Moribo to let go of the guy and put his arms around his shoulder affectionately: "Where do you live? Take me to your station."

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Relying on the tools carried by the camels, we finally set up a tent before dark, felt the grassland scenery with the fine grass breeze, and watched the afterglow in the distance shine on the hills. The sunset spread thousands of rays of rays of light from the cracks of the clouds to the field, and painted soft colors on the wilderness, tents, woods, and rivers.

Countless beautiful scenery under the setting sun is like a giant oil painting, which looks strong and gorgeous.

"Can you let me go back, noble warrior?"

The poor man who was arrested shrank aside and asked tremblingly, fearing that after the water in front of us would boil, we would slice him into the pot.

I waved my hand and signaled that the chief of the small tribe named Loka Freemine could leave - after all, their tribe members were still looking at us pitifully, not when eating cut noodles or stewed wontons.

The warriors of the Shanshu clan collectively turned into the leader, took out dry food and fire to prepare for supper, and I found Gray to plot.

"Gray, I just thought about it... It seems that it is not a bad thing for you to take this order..."

I touched my chin and said this, but it scared Gray so much that he waved his hand and said, "Boss! Are you confused by being angry? At worst, I won't be angry with you from Monday to Friday in the future, don't scare me!"

I was so angry that I kicked him away: "Add to add weekends, bastard! Take me a move of Sebala's wrath!"

After the kick, he looked at Gray's relief and knew that he thought he had done something wrong and was deliberately looking for a fight. He had to say warmly: "Although the Shanshu clan assumed the main attack mission is a trap, it is also an opportunity for us. If it is used well, you can try it out when there is insufficient troops and turn passive into active!"

Seeing that I was serious, Gray finally sat down honestly and raised his hand to ask: "I didn't understand."

I smiled slightly, "Betholder has given us such great power, and the Shanshu clan has a reputation for being good at fighting. Under your leadership, he is fully capable of making military achievements and gaining a foothold here. They think we will return without success. This blind spot of thinking is the best way we can use."

Gray finally understood a little, "Boss Marcus, are you saying we really beat him tomorrow? Make a contribution to block their mouths?"

I nodded: "The direction is right, but the means should not be too obvious, otherwise the purpose will be easily seen through by them. The atmosphere of the camp today is extremely weird. Look, what is the difference between these skinny tribal personnel and beggars next to you?"

I smelled the stench from the tent next to me and frowned, "The attack clearly requires elite troops to advance, but now it has become an inefficient siege... Combined with the situation in Delvas Town, I guess their elite troops are plundering food and supporting these troops... Is this reasonable? Is this really reasonable?"

Grey's eyes lit up, and he was excited to break the branch in his hand, "So we really have a chance to turn the tables?"

I nodded and looked around. The gradually darkening sky is very close to me at this moment, and the gradually low sunset seems to be within reach. But there is no smoke in front of the yurt next door, no flocks of sheep, and there is no shepherd. The world is quiet and the sound of the wind blowing through my ears.

But seeing the skinny "warriors" and the terrible living scenes of the Loka Freedom Tribe, my thoughts on viewing the scenery were completely shattered, leaving only the naked reality in front of me.

Gray stood up, walked around the place with his fists, as if he was storming inside, ready to do something big at any time.

...What's this guy excited? He clearly told him that the one who was trapped on the mountain was our allies. Could it be that he planned to replicate the legend of the undercover agent becoming a gangster boss and lurking into the US president?

"Boss, it's not right... Even if we want to fight, the people from the tribe won't let us do it easily, right? It's up to a dozen of us... and Sakam will definitely make trouble on the food and grass. This guy now regards us as a thorn in his side. Should we take action first?"

Hum, I have long thought about these things. I, Cao Cao, are used to cutting off people's food channels. How could I not have the means to beware of the Huainan Skeleton King Yuan Shu?

I showed disapproval on my face: "What are you afraid of? Although Sakam is dangerous, what is our purpose? It is to rescue the Brown Pool Tribe! Remember your undercover identity, this time I will cooperate with my rescue operation!"

I patted his shoulder hard, "Young man, we need to study more materialist dialectics and figure out what is the primary and secondary contradiction. The contradiction between us and the Scorpion Yakan tribe is only the secondary contradiction. The contradiction between the entire tribe and the Brown Pool tribe is the main contradiction. We have to grasp this direction."

Gray looked at me in confusion, "What does it mean?"

The last trace of sunset had disappeared on the horizon, and the aroma of food from the camp fire was already swirling in the air, making the hungry people around the tent breathe intoxicatedly.

Their faces were lazy and comfortable, as if the panic from daytime to first night had swept away the graceful air. As long as they had the nasal cavity, chest and lungs enjoyed the sacrifice, they would stagger drunkenly.
Chapter completed!