I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

It takes two days from the Flood Department to the Black Bear Department. Of course, this is the walking time for them in Changshui.

According to the traveling speed of the wooden wind horses, if you know the way, I'm afraid it won't be there in a day.

But because Chang Shui who led the way was obviously unfamiliar with finding the way on horseback, he finally delayed a little time and arrived at the flood department in the afternoon of the fourth day.

Changshui, who led the way, saw his tribe from a distance, and it was faintly visible that someone was walking through the tribe. He couldn't help but shouted into the wood wind excitedly: "Great Chief, look, there is my tribe!"

Mu Feng looked in the direction of his fingers and almost curled his lips.

Just because the situation of the flood department in front of us is really not a word that can describe it: backing on a small mound, a big tree in front of the mound, leaning against the trunk of the big tree, leaning against some withered branches, like a wood wind memory In the countryside, the corn stalks leaned against the wall of the triangular Mao'an.

In Mu Feng's opinion, this kind of nunnery built with branches leaning against the tree trunk probably has no corn stalks to shelter from the wind and rain.

The most exaggerated thing is that there is still a piece of bird droppings around, and there are patches of green hemp growing on the ground. The green hemp is blooming with small yellow flowers, and some of the yellow flowers have green fruits next to them.

Some green hemp was obviously picked up by the leaves and green fruits, but the branches were not damaged. It seemed that they were picked.

Chang Shui couldn't help shouting at the occasional figure inside: "Brother, Sister, I'm back!"

Then the other four people who came back with Mu Feng and them all rolled off the horse. They ran over screaming and screaming, ignoring the mud stains on their bodies.

Soon, the entire flood department came out from the branch nunnery in unison, one by one weakened, but their eyes were eager when they looked at Chang Shui and the others.

"Changshui, you are back! You are not dead, great!"

"Daddy, you are finally back, woooo!"

"Brother, yours is really not dead, great!"

...

Mu Feng was quite emotional. These people looked obviously weak, but they were still very happy after seeing their relatives return. Even if they were hungry and out of human form, they still didn't forget their affection.

Until now, no one asked if they had redeemed food, as if it would be the best news as long as they could come back.

However, Mu Feng's group of people was suddenly discovered in the crowd, and they all stepped back in panic.

No one knows what the group of wild beasts in front of their tribe is trying to do. If they want to grab something and kill someone, how can they resist it?

Only then did Chang Shui react and hurriedly said, "Brother, this is the great chief of the Jiang clan. He is willing to accept us to join the Jiang clan!"

"What!" Everyone was stunned, "Accept us to join their tribe?"

"Did I hear it wrong?"

"Is there food to join them?"

"Really, are they willing to accept all of us?"

...

Perceiving the suspicion, panic, and anxiety of this group of people, and seeing a pair of helpless, surprised and worried eyes, especially when he saw a look of hope and panic on the face of a little girl, he was a little bit sour.

Born as a human, he didn't want to be a bodhisattva who would save suffering, but he couldn't bear to disappoint such eyes.

So he got off his horse and walked straight to them, straight to the point: "You don't have to doubt, my Jiang family is willing to accept all of you, as long as you are willing to join Jiang family, you will not betray Jiang family in the future!"

Everyone was stunned, looking at the young man in front of them together, with a look of confusion.

Chang Shui hurriedly explained: "This is Jiang's Great Chief!"

"Ah, Warchief?"

"Such a young warchief!"

"Is what you said true?"

...

Mu Feng smiled and said, "Yes, what I said is true. As long as you join Jiang's family and don't betray Jiang's family, I guarantee that none of you will die in Jiang's family because of starvation. If you want, you can Jiang's wife and children can be settled and live. Your children can also learn the skills of hunting and fighting with my Jiang's fighters, and become my Jiang's fighters!"

As he said, he turned his head and pointed to Qingya and others behind him: "Like them, they have their own mounts and their own weapons. As long as you don't want to die, no one can let you die!"

Now all the people in the Flood Department were excited one by one.

They cried with joy and shouted: "We are willing!"

"I do!"

"Great, we have a home again!"

...

Mu Feng looked at the reaction of the flood tribe, nodded and said: "Okay, you have to eat first, then clean up, and come back to the tribe with us!"

"Yes!" everyone responded together.

During the whole time, Chang Shui Fuzhi knelt down on one knee and saluted with one hand: "Thank you Chief Chief!"

All the people in the flood tribe also learned from Changshui and bowed down and bowed: "Thank Chief Chief!"

Mu Feng heaved a long sigh of relief and waved his hand: "Okay, get up!"

As he said, he turned to look at Qingya: "Qingya, cook and distribute food!"

"Yes!"

So Qingya began to take out the yellow potatoes, jerky and other things from the cow's back, and lighted the fire on the spot to cook the rice.

Long-lost cooking smoke floated over the flood department again. When all the flood tribesmen looked at the food that Qingya took out, all their eyes were straight.

Some children who could not bear the smell of meat even approached Qingya timidly and looked at them eagerly, but did not dare to move.

On the other hand, Chang Shui was pulled aside and asked questions by several people, clearly asking what was going on.

And his explanation clearly made these people scared.

The next step is the joy of the rest of my life and the excitement of joy from heaven...

When leaving for the unnamed tribe from the Flood Department, the entire Flood Department followed.

All they could take away was twenty old furs and ten bone knives, other than that, there was nothing long.

Only then did Mu Feng realize that he hadn't guessed exactly the tragedy of these tribes.

He originally thought he might be "helping the poor," but he didn't expect to come to save his life.

But this is also good, saving lives is better than saving poverty, and these people will not easily betray the Jiang family in the future.

Considering that some children are weak, Mu Feng directly asked them to ride a horse with the soldiers, which really made them excited.

And this scene was seen and remembered by the people of the Flood Department.

Because of people walking, the speed of the whole team slowed down significantly.

Considering the issue of time, Mu Feng decided to let Qingya and the others take fifty people, the people from the flood department, and the two people from the white earth department to turn to the white earth department, and he took the remaining 20 people to the unknown tribe , After all, they only have a hundred people, and they can't make a lot of trouble to pass and toss people.

In order to prevent this, Mu Feng gave them eight dragons and ten cows, carrying their things and heading straight to the Baitube. Let him wait for himself in the Shirotobe.

And he took the remaining people to speed up the journey to the unnamed tribe. If nothing else, it should be a day or two later than Qing Ya and the others to Bai Tu Department.

In this way, they can save at least one day, and also avoid having these people from the Flood Department move too hard with most of them.

After all, these people are now members of the Jiang family. If one died, there would be one less...

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