The World Civilization Million Lords

"Have you been asleep for a morning?" He felt that his current situation was so terrible, his head was so dizzy, his throat was a little uncomfortable, and he felt as if he was a little inflamed. He could clearly feel that his state was getting better. It was even worse before, but he couldn't say that he was the patriarch and the spiritual pillar of the entire tribe. Once he fell ill, who would know what it would be like?

"Talk about it, what happened during the time I fell asleep?"

Zhao Wei, who heard this, quickly said what happened in the morning. After listening to the song, he nodded. "You did a good job. It’s not a bad illness. You can keep the temperature of the temporary camp. Don't lick food and coal to provide patients with stable hot soup or hot water..."

Luo's affirmation made Zhao Yi, who had a few minutes in the original heart, breathe a sigh of relief. At the same time, after recording those ones, Zhao Wei only felt that his confidence had increased.

"Well, I seem to need to sleep a little longer, you should go out first." After watching the two leave the tent, Luo Ji slammed his forehead with force, his head was too faint, which made him completely unable to concentrate on thinking. , "System, I want to log out..."

System prompt: The player 'roar' is being detected at this time, please wait...

System prompt: After the detection is completed, the player 'Ross' can not log out at this time.

System prompt: Player ‘Romp’ has failed to log out.

"Rely!" Three system prompts, almost to the Luo Ji's brain to burst, but at the same time, the heart is also a bitter smile, "After getting sick, quit logging in and cure, and then log in this hand really not?"

Looking at this situation, I am afraid that the player in any abnormal state can't perform the operation of 'exit login'. The system directly tells Luo with the actual action. It is a dream to want to drill the empty space.

One-handed support feels like a head filled with two pounds of cement. Luo made a message to Gao Su. "Thank the cold, seriously ill, I feel like I am going to hang up."

That being said, in fact, Luo Ji wants to see if Gao Su has a solution, however...

"Be careful to keep warm, drink plenty of hot water, and wish you good luck." It turns out that it is useless to be sick in this era.

"Rely!" and another swearing, Luo Ji re-liated and retracted into the bed, now what can he do besides drinking more water and rest? However, after all, it was only a cold, as a modern person, Luo Ji did not feel that a cold can have his own life, or else he still has that mood and high suspense? So, don't need to be too pessimistic...

Amount, well, he doesn't deny that he has a little self-comforting meaning. It is definitely a fake to say that he doesn't panic in his heart. So, considering his own life, he plans to let go of all the work in the next few days. Take care of your rest and fight for an early recovery.

"When I have been through this for a while, I will definitely try my best to improve the medical level of the tribe. What should I do with medical development? Oh, it hurts, there is no clue, etc. I am not going to rest now? Why is it inexplicable? Think of this? Ah! It’s so annoying!”

In this way, after he made himself fainting several times, Luo Ji finally fell asleep...

At the same time, at the other end, a group of uninvited guests in the woods area outside the Der Spiegels came in, and as they prepared to go further, in the distant woodlands, accompanied by a rapid whistling, as if something was flying Come over!

It was too late to react. A fist-sized stone slammed into the trunk of the big tree in front of them with an unusually rapid momentum, and left a distinct dent on the trunk!

"Enemy! There are enemies!!" This sudden attack will scare a cold sweat in the front of the barbarian. At that time, he just had to go one step further, and the stone was not the trunk. It's his head! The barbarian who realized this was screaming on the spot, making the originally quiet woods seem a bit noisy.

"Don't call, you have been surrounded." With the sound of the sound, the expressionless Zhao Wei walked out from behind the trees, and the stone in his hand was still spinning. Obviously Be ready to shoot at any time.

At the same time, at this moment, the barbaric people who broke into the forest by mistakes realized that, like Zhao Wei, they were surrounded!

Around the front and rear, the tribal warriors armed with weapons came out one by one. As the peripheral area of ​​the Der Spiegel, this forest is like a warrior in the tribe, just like the backyard of their own, almost in these barbarians. At the moment of entering this area, they were already aware of it and reported it to Zhao Wei, who was in the camp.

Zhao Wei is not in a hurry to do it. In this extraordinary period, what he needs is foolproof! Luo Yong continued to stay in the camp to protect the patriarch's safety, and he took the other tribal warriors ~www.ltnovel.com~ by virtue of their familiarity with the area of ​​the woods, surrounded by the invaders unconsciously It’s up.

This is just a time to take advantage of the terrain, simple to the extreme encirclement of combat, but when the combat is really successful, he is still relieved.

"Let's put down the weapon in your hand, then hold your head in your hands and hit the ground. Otherwise, I am afraid you will have to die a few people, and I can guarantee that you have no chance of winning..." This set of Zhao Wei is obviously from What Luo learned from, the tone of saying this is even more unquestionable, and while speaking this sentence, the stone-throwing soldiers standing in four different positions are quite cooperative. The treacherous rope in the house.

In the face of the tribal warriors, I don’t know if it’s the illusion of the barbarians, or just simply being scared. At that moment, they clearly felt the gap in strength, no resistance, no one wants to follow. Their own little lives can't go through, and they are all honestly throwing the ruthless sticks in their hands on the ground.

In this regard, Zhao Wei nodded as satisfied, indicating that one of the soldiers went up and kicked the wooden sticks that had been thrown on the ground. He spit out two words coldly, "Hands!"

Along with the words, the heavy stone bombs flew out from the high-speed slings. In the face of Zhao’s sudden change of face, the barbarians who gave up the resistance did not even have time to react. It has already been ruined by the heads of those flying marbles.

A unilateral massacre is going on, and the goal is to give up the resistance of the barbarians. The soldiers of the Der Spie-Tribe have frowns and some look complicated, but none of them are surprised because Zhao’s orders are from beginning to end. They are very clear, that is to surround them, and then kill them! !