Cook's roar scared the elders of the Medusa Snakeman. Elder Medusa Snakeman had seen such a formation, with 100,000 people, a dense circle, almost no limit. Fortunately, Cook's camp is relatively high, so he can see the battle below clearly.

No, that can no longer be called a battle. The brave Medusa Snakeman had no time to resist and was dealt with by groups of three or five Wasteland races. If this were the case, it would be fine, but what was waiting for these captured Medusa Snakeman warriors was the subsequent fight between the Wasteland races.

The Medusa Snake Man was like something, snatched by this and the other one. The Medusa Snake Man elders shivered as they looked at it.

Because the Medusa Snake Warriors are almost naked now, this is never before. Even so, the Medusa Snake Warriors are still snatched away by the Wasteland race as treasures.

Cook's roar directly scared the group of scared Medusa Snakemen Elders, and then looked at Cook in disbelief. Because of Cook's roar, the tribe leaders of the dozens of Wasteland Tribes actually stopped the quarrel obediently.

"Gather all your tribes together. If you haven't gathered in ten minutes, hum." Cook's scalp was numb. After all, there were 100,000 people, 100,000 people. If you didn't stop them, I'm afraid these Medusa snake people would be snatched and ravaged to death. Many Medusa snake people's hair was almost torn.

Dozens of patriarchs heard that Cook's threat was so obvious, they looked at each other, then glared at each other, and then ran out of the camp.

"Sanniu, you bastard, come here for me."

"Big Stone, please gather the small Stone and the others together for me."

"Big Mouth, stop me."

"Who, I'm a big mouth, I don't want to live... It's the patriarch, what are your instructions?"

Dozens of patriarchs squeezed into the crazy crowd. How many black fists and black feet have been taken by these patriarchs, and the equipment on their bodies has been snatched up by people. There is no way, it’s all messy.

With dozens of patriarchs joining, the warriors of the Wasteland tribe continued to gather, and the situation slowly got under control. Even so, half an hour later. At this time, 20,000 Medusa snake people became prisoners of the Wasteland race, and they were as embarrassed as they were, with bruised noses and swollen faces and bruised all over their bodies. If they were fought over by several ogres, the consequences would be even more serious.

Dozens of patriarchs glared at each other. If it weren't for Cook's threat, these guys would have performed another full martial arts campaign.

Cook shouted with a gloomy face: "Last time I asked you to participate, you didn't participate, and this time I didn't let you come. You were going to come. Did you deliberately embarrass me?"

Seeing Cook gloomy, dozens of patriarchs felt guilty. After all, Cook's things were needed by everyone. As for snatching things from Cook, this happened before, but without exception, as long as the guy who made this idea would disappear, the largest troll from two thousand tribes organized to rob Cook. However, except for the noisy sound at the beginning, a troll in the troll tribe disappeared the next day, but the things discarded everywhere were all over the ground, which made the wasteland race take a breath.

Cook looked at the heads of dozens of the Wasteland Race's tribes, and then said in a slightly relaxed tone: "Forget it this time, because everyone is here to help, I won't bother with you this time, but I will talk to you first. If I don't obey in the future, I will disqualify you from redeeming points and supplies. Do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, Your Excellency Mo Ming."

"Don't worry, yourselves."

"Yes, yes, we will definitely listen to Your Excellency Mo Ming in the future." Dozens of Wasteland patted their chests and assured.

Cook nodded with satisfaction. In fact, Cook's heart was also tense. Cook was not afraid of these wasteland races. For these guys, Cook's strength would not be afraid of Cook's strength even if they all joined Cook.

But the same thing is said, Cook's purpose is not to kill people, but to rule. Since he wants to rule, he must have a target. It cannot be a barren wasteland. This time, Cook also thought about it, so he took out a big stick to scare it, and then it was a carrot.

"In addition, in order not to have any conflicts between you, you can just leave the 20,000 Medusa snake people this time." Cook said lightly.

Dozens of tribe leaders looked at other tribe leaders with some gloating luck, because those guys had many prisoners in their hands, and the warriors from the Wasteland Race Tribe did not dare to speak. Some of them did not grab the prisoners and even grimaced at the robbery that they had just robbed.

The one who grabbed the prisoner was disappointed. Cook saw the disappointed expression of these people, but no one opposed it. Cook knew that his stick was working. If someone objected now, Cook would definitely make these guys regret it.

So Cook said again: "But because everyone is busy, there are still gifts. The patriarchs will count the number of people coming from your tribe and come with me to receive the gift later."

"Ah, thank you, Your Excellency Mo Ming."

"Your Excellency Mo Ming is so kind."

"Your Excellency is too generous."

The dozens of tribal patriarchs below immediately flattered Cook, and the Wasteland tribe below was also very excited after being conveyed by others. Cook looked at the patriarchs of dozens of tribals and smiled in his heart.

Cook took out the carrot, but this carrot was another delicious poison, a poison that was to alienate the patriarchs of various tribes and the soldiers under his subordinates. Cook had already thought about it. The things he took out could make these patriarchs intercept. Then he would pass on the information when needed. Then what these patriarchs faced... Thinking of this, Cook smiled even brighter.

Then 20,000 Medusa Snakemen warriors were handed over to the guard led by Bagru, and the Medusa Snakemen elders were also invited into Cook's tent, while dozens of patriarchs of the Wasteland tribes were busy counting the number of people and appeaseing their subordinates.

"Elders, we can have a good talk now." Cook said carelessly, not taking these Medusa Snake Man Elders seriously.

If these Medusa Snake Elders said that they were despised by Cook like this, they might immediately get angry. But now these Medusa Snake Elders can only keep their anger in their belly and dare not be unhappy at all, because these Medusa Snake Elders are concerned about how this human who should not appear will treat people like them.

"Cook, is your promise to me still valid?" Shana asked uneasy. Shana has always looked down on Cook. Although she already knows that Cook is the mastermind behind the Mekay Empire, it is different from seeing Cook command 100,000 people with her own eyes.

When Shana asked this, the elders of Medusa Snakeman looked at Cook with a sudden enlightenment. One of the elders of Medusa said anxiously: "Since you like Miss Shana, I, the elder, agrees very much."

"Yes, yes." The other Medusa Snake Man elders immediately echoed.

Shanna's father's face turned pale. Although Shanna's father was angry, Shanna's father really didn't dare to object blatantly. Why? It's because the situation is unclear now, and the reputation of humans in the orc empire is as bad as it is.

Moreover, Shanna's father also suspected that his daughter had been captured by this human being. If she had already done that, Shanna's father's face turned even more blue.

Cook was about to see the reactions of these elders Medusa, but he knew that he would say such things. The expression of contempt he had just shown immediately turned into astonishment. He sniffed out the wine in his mouth, and then said, "What are you talking about?"

"You, you..." Shana couldn't even say anything angry at the words of the elders.

However, the elders of Medusa Snake Man don't think so. When these elders saw Cook's confused look, they would not get angry. But for the future of their own people, because once Shana marrys this human, maybe this human will let them go. After all, they are also from the same race as Shana.

And he thought insidiously that if Shana married humans, wouldn’t Shana be ineligible for the inheritance rights of the next patriarch of the Medusa Snake Man? So someone immediately raised his hand and said, “Now the Presbyterian Church began to vote and agreed to Shana marry….” The elder did not remember Cook’s name.

"Raise your hand to marry Lord Cook," another elder immediately added.

A Medusa Snake Elder saw Shana's father about to speak, and quickly said, "Since the matter involves the relatives of the Great Elder, the Great Elder automatically disqualified the voting qualification, and I agree."

"I agree, too."

"Agree." Several Medusa Snake Man Elders raised their hands to vote, but only a few of them looked ashen.

The proposed Medusa Snake Man Elder looked at it and said, "Most of the elders agreed to propose adoption according to the agenda of the Presbyterian Church."

"Damn." Cook spitted out these two words after a while.

"Everyone, everyone, you all misunderstood. Miss Shana's promise was another promise." So Cook quickly explained some of the things about the Mekay Empire and the ones he made to Shana's promise.

"Meike Empire."

"All swamps in the Orc Empire are OK."

“Let us live.”

The Elder of Medusa Snake Man was stunned, then looked at Cook in unison, and then looked at Shana.

"Okay, I know you don't believe it, so let's go and have a look with me." Seeing that these guys still didn't believe it, Cook took out the teleportation array.

Three hours later, the Elder of Medusa Snake Man walked out of the teleportation array with a flushed face. Now these guys looked at Cook very hotly. Cook asked faintly: "I don't know what elders think of my proposal."

"No, no, Your Excellency Cook's proposal is very good, very good."

"Yes." The elders of the Medusa Snake Man replied one after another. What a huge area should the swamp of the Orc Empire be. In the eyes of the other orcs, it is a deserted swamp. In the eyes of the Medusa Snake Man, it is a treasure. Food, clothing, use, and money exchanged are all in the swamp.

"Haha, then I will give you a day. The map has marked three large swamps, eleven medium swamps, and forty-six small swamps. How should you allocate them to yourself to discuss." Cook smiled and handed over the most difficult thing to the Medusa Snake Man himself to handle.

Just after Cook finished speaking, Shana's father whispered to Shana a few words. Shana looked at her father in disbelief. Shana's father muttered for a while. Shana's face finally looked much better, and she nodded silently, but her face was a little pale.

"Haha, I don't know when Cook will come to propose marriage." Shanna's father was very angry at the proposal of the Presbyterian Church, but after learning that Cook was the ruler behind the empire that had not opened, Shanna's father was so excited. Compared with some swamps, the controller behind the empire, the one between the two is the most important for the development of the tribe. Shanna's father still understands it.

Although Shana's father was reluctant to marry a bad person, yes, all human beings are bad people, Shana's father also knew that as long as Shana married Cook, what would his tribe face?

"Proposal." Cook was puzzled.

"It was the matter that the Presbyterian Council proposed that Shana marry you just now." Shana's father reminded kindly.

After Shana's father said this, the other Elder Medusa immediately looked at Shana's father with murderous eyes, because the elders here are all human spirits, and in just a moment they understood what Shana's father thought.

"His Excellency Cook, our Presbyterian Council wants to hold a secret meeting, I don't know you." A Medusa Snake Man Elder looked at Cook's embarrassing look, and his eyes turned and immediately said to Cook.
Chapter completed!