I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

When Lihudai arrived, the battle was almost over.

When Lihu and Fuyu brought all the fighters and hunting teams from Dajiang into a hula to surround these bull-riding enemies, these enemies were dumbfounded!

They never expected that Jiang, who had killed more than two hundred people, would suddenly pop up so many people riding their mounts!

And the scenes they saw directly frightened them!

Hovering and dancing giant birds, ferocious and violent giant bears, ferocious mammoths...

The captured people were frightened instantly.

Mu Feng gloomily watched as Lihu, Mingguang and others were clearing the battlefield, and then looked at the group of invaders in front of him.

He asked in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"

Ming Guang hurriedly came to the front with a worried expression. He pointed to the people beside him and said, "They, they don’t know which tribe they belong to. They walked along the bank of the East River all the way to our ditch. When they saw the tribe’s slaves, they just asked. Are we from the Jiang clan, and then our people answered yes, they started killing people!"

"Huh?" Mu Feng frowned, "You still know Jiang's!"

He looked gloomy: "What about them, do you know who it is?"

"No, I don't know..." Mingguang didn't dare to look at Mu Feng.

Mu Feng snorted coldly, and instead of looking at him, he signaled to Han Shu: "Catch someone over and ask which tribe it is from!"

Han Shu nodded and didn't say a word. He brought a prisoner nearby and asked, "Which tribe are you from, dare you to rob my ginger?"

"Da, Da Jiang?" The man looked terrified, obviously he didn't expect to kick such an iron plate, "We robbed the wrong way, we are going to rob Jiang's family!"

"Huh?" Mu Feng shouted in a low voice, "How did you know there was Jiang's?"

The man hurriedly shook his head: "I, I don't know, our leader told us!"

"Chief?" Mu Feng cut out, "Which tribe are you from?"

The man hesitated to speak, Mu Feng let out a cold snort, and Han Shu went straight up and stab him in the foot: "Say?"

The man shouted in pain: "I said, I said! We are bullshit!"

"Man Niu Bu!" Mu Feng was taken aback, and then sneered, "Very well, I haven't gone to you yet, you will come here first!"

Then he looked at Han Shu: "Go, stroke the living ones, whoever is the leader this time, bring them directly, and those who die will find them who can speak the best!"

"Yes!"

Han Shu started looking for someone.

Mu Feng squinted his eyes and pondered carefully, wondering why the people in the barbarous cow knew about the existence of ginger, and why they knew that **** could be found along the Donghe River.

And listening to his tone of voice, it seems that he is still stuck in the previous title.

"What's going on?" Mu Feng was puzzled.

Not too many meetings, Han Shu dragged two people over, a good one, and a wounded one.

The injured person had been shot by an arrow and blood was flowing.

Mu Feng asked, "Who are these two people?"

Han Shu replied: "These people said he was the leader of the battle, and the other seemed to be a leader!"

Mu Feng looked at the injured person and asked in a cold voice, "Are you a bully?"

This person was already scared enough at this time, but he said stubbornly, "Yes! Do you dare to kill me?"

"Hey!" Mu Feng sneered, "You don't seem to figure out the situation yet, don't ask, kill!"

"Yes!" Han Shu raised his hand with a shot and struck to death.

Mu Feng turned to look at the other person: "What about you, do you want to test my patience too?"

The man was frightened at first, and now he was trembling with fright.

He trembled again and again: "I said, I said!"

Mu Feng nodded: "Well, tell me, how do you know where Jiang's family is!"

"I said!" the man said hurriedly, "It's the Black Tooth Department. The people in the department told us that there is a small tribe here called Jiang's!"

"Black teeth?" Mu Feng frowned and thought carefully, then reacted.

The people in the Black Tooth Department didn't know where Da Jiang was, but the people in the Black Fang Department who had accepted the Mang Dragon Clan before, should be the remnants of the Mang Dragon Clan, and the living people told them.

He frowned and asked, "Is that man here?"

The person being questioned nodded hurriedly: "Come, here comes!"

Mu Feng motioned to Han Shu to take him to find someone, thinking that this person could go through several plunders without dying, and in the end he would be able to survive to the barbarian cow. It should have some thoughts and methods.

Otherwise, how can you live to the present?

Sure enough, Han Shu quickly suggested another person to come over.

Just a glance at Mu Feng confirmed that this person hadn't run away.

Because of the cunning look of this man, he looked like a wicked ghost.

Unlike the other prisoners, although this person was also frightened, he did not panic to the point of being at a loss.

Especially after he saw Mu Feng, his small eyes rolled around, and he immediately shouted with a low eyebrow, "Respectful..."

"Shut up!" Mu Feng sneered, "Dare to say one more word, you have to die now!"

The man shut up immediately.

Mu Feng became more and more certain that this person was "ghost spirit".

He squinted his eyes and asked the first sentence: "You were originally from the Mang Dragon Club?"

"What?" The surrounding Hanshu and others exclaimed, and endless abhorrence appeared from behind, "Big Dragon!"

The man originally looked at Mu Feng with a flattering expression, but his color instantly changed when he heard this, and his face showed a terrified look of horror.

Manglong Bu and Jiang have an old hatred!

Mu Feng waved his hand and looked at Han Shu: "Okay, no need to ask, kill!"

"Yes!" Han Shu nodded.

The man hurriedly said: "Wait..."

Before he finished his words, he was shot to death by Han Shu.

Mu Feng snorted coldly and shook his head, looking at the Man Niu who was still alive in front of him: "I originally thought your Great Chief of the Niu Man was a clever man, but now he seems to be a stupid man too! Knowing that Jiang Clan has a mount, I dare to send You guys come here to die!"

The person wanted to say something more, Mu Feng waved his hand and said, "Okay, this person doesn't need to ask any more, just take it to be a slave!"

Then he looked at Mingguang again, but Mingguang still did not dare to look at him.

Mu Feng said in a deep voice, "Fifteen clansmen died, and slaves, what is the specific number?"

Mingguang tremblingly replied: "Two hundred and twenty-six!"

Seeing Mu Feng's face full of displeasure, Mingguang hurriedly said again: "But we also killed more than 60 of them!"

"Huh!" Mu Feng shook his head, "but my Da Jiang's clansmen also died fifteen, and the slaves also died so many people!"

Mingguang didn't dare say any more, he had heard Mu Feng's anger.

Sure enough, Mu Feng said to himself: "More than 60 people have died, 15 tribesmen of my Dajiang have been killed, and more than 200 slaves have been killed. This is not the case!"

"Man Niu Department, must bear the anger of my Da Jiang!"

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