I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Chapter 401: Gift boy

The Jiang clan members are busy and organized.

If you really want to talk about free time, it's just those mounts and wolves.

Now Mu Feng is sitting next to the fire, smiling at Niu Er who is trembling: "You answer honestly, I will not kill you, dare to talk nonsense, I will die immediately!"

Niu Er hurriedly nodded again, not daring to look directly at Mu Feng.

"Okay, let me ask you!" Mu Feng said straightforwardly, "How did you find here? How far is the Barbarian Bull from here?"

Niu Er answered honestly: "We came here on a mount. We passed through the forest in the northwest and reached this mountain! It took us eight days from the tribe this time."

"Eight days?" Mu Feng frowned, "So far?"

Perceiving Mu Feng's bad tone, Niu Er quickly added: "We went to the Huangfeng Department first, and then came here!"

"Huang Fengbu, have you also gone?"

"Yes, we came from there. It would only take seven days to come here directly from the tribe!"

"Seven days..." Mu Feng muttered, "According to the footsteps of the Banjiao Niu, he arrived with a horse in about six days." It was one or two days longer than that of Lei Zebu.

In other words, this barren cattle department should be in the southeast of Jiang's family, and it is very likely to be just south of the grassland.

"How do you know that the Black Tooth Department and the Huang Feng Department were looted?" Mu Feng asked again.

"We went out of the tribe to hunt in the northwest, and we found people who had fled from the Huangfeng Tribe!"

"It turned out to be like this!" Mu Feng knew in his heart, "It seems that not all of them have gone to Lei Ze's Department, and some have escaped to the realm of Barbarian Niu's Department!"

In this way, he probably understood why the Barbarian Department appeared here.

They first came to investigate the situation of the Yellow Wind Department and the Black Fang Department. If they were looted, they would attack Lei Ze's Department if they returned.

As for what they said just now, they also asked Lei Zebu, it was almost the same before coming to check their breath.

It's just that, as long as the Fat Pig Chief in Lei Ze's Department has some brains, he will definitely be able to detect the hostility of the Barbarian Niu Department and will prepare in advance.

But the problem is that Lei Zebu seems to be unable to prepare anything now—because Mufeng and Koyerao had taken their tribe's armored earth dragons and horned bulls into captivity all at once!

Even if they followed the Dragon Head to Wanzhangyuan to hide a part, I believe there is not much left.

The strength of the Barbarian Bull was guessed based on the identity of the doglegs, before being plundered by the wood wind, there should be similar armored earth dragons and mounts.

The two tribes are each other's doglegs, and their strength must be well known.

In case Lei Zebu is frightened and chooses to rely on the Dragon Division to the south, wouldn't Mu Feng lose a lot of labor in vain?

"Idiot!" Mu Feng said bitterly, "It's all you idiots!

Niu Er didn't know which sentence caused Mu Feng, and he trembled with fright.

Mu Fengxin's chassis was calculating the next move, holding a stick of firewood in his hand and dropping it on the ground bit by bit, and he had already poke a few small holes before he knew it.

This move was even regarded as a threat and warning by Niu Er, and he said in fright, "Respected Da Wu Zhu, if you have any questions, I will say it!"

"Huh?" Mu Feng just reacted, throwing the firewood into the fire, and then asked, "Then how many people are there in your bullfight, and how many soldiers are there?"

Niu Er quickly replied: "There are more than 5,800 people in the Manniu Department, and more than 1,000 soldiers!"

In Mu Feng's accident, the number of Barbarian Niu was about the same as that of Lei Ze, but the number of soldiers was four to five hundred!

"It shouldn't be?" Mu Feng frowned, "How can such a tribe still sit on an equal footing with Lei Zebu before?"

He thought for a while and asked more: "Then how many hunting team members do you have?"

"More than a thousand!" Niu Er hurriedly replied.

"Huh?" Mu Feng was surprised. "Why do your tribe have so few fighters and so many hunting teams?"

Niu Er was embarrassed and didn't immediately answer.

Mu Feng let out a cold snort, took the bronze spear next to him, and waved it.

Niu Er immediately paled with fright, and said hurriedly: "Because every time we fight with the Blue Bird Club, half of our fighters are required to go to the battle. Our Chief Chief wants to preserve our strength, so we assign some of our fighters. Among the hunting team members, there will be fewer soldiers going in this way, and our bullies will suffer less losses..."

"Oh!" Mu Feng exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "This savage warchief has a good head. He can even think of taking such a loophole!"

"According to that, you are also a hunting squad from a soldier?" Mu Fengskin looked at Niu Er with a smile.

Niu Er was shocked.

He didn't know that Mu Feng had seen him eat meat without anyone else beside him - generally, the status of warriors in the tribe was higher than that of hunting members, and the weapons, mounts, and food they used had priority over hunting members.

This is not to say that the Manniu Department is like this, even Jiang's is the same.

Otherwise, why should these young fighters work hard for the tribe?

Seeing Mu Feng see through his identity, Niu Er was even more frightened.

The way Barbarians treat local fighters is to join or die!

It can be seen that the young man in front of him is dealing with things, and his plan to accept him as a soldier is completely praised. The only thing waiting for him is death!

"Da, Dawuzhu, please don't kill me, you can do anything you want me to do!"

Mu Feng smiled and said: "Don't worry, I haven't finished asking the question, how can I kill you!"

Niu Er breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Feng asked: "How many batches of Jiadilong and how many slab-horned blue oxen do you have?"

Niu Er looked at Mu Feng, and Mu Feng narrowed his eyes: "Is it still necessary to think about it?"

Niu Er shivered: "There are twenty-five armored earth dragons, there are banjiao cattle, there are more than two thousand..."

"Oh!" Mu Feng exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "This barbarous cow is really rich! There are so many cows!"

At this moment, a plan of "extremely imaginative and creative" took shape in Mu Feng's heart: "Lao Tzu must do this first, then do that, and then these armored earth dragons and cows belong to my Jiang family. Up!"

Thinking of this, Mu Feng grinned: "Hahaha!"

The Niu Er next to him was unclear, so he was directly frightened by the moody boy in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Mu Feng suddenly stopped laughing and stretched out his hand to pat his shoulder: "You are very good, really my money-giving boy! Don't worry, I won't kill you, you come back with me!"

"Go back with you, where?" Niu Er obviously didn't react.

Mu Feng grinned and laughed strangely: "Naturally he came back to the clan with me! Welcome to join our Jiang family, slave!"

Speaking of Mu Feng, he stood up, clapped his hands and said to the Han Shu not far away: "Han Shu, throw this stuff in the crowd!"

"Yes!" Han Shu rushed to hear the news and directly dragged Niu Er into the prisoner's pile.

"How many people?" Mu Feng asked.

"Forty-six prisoners, fifty-one horns, five ran away, do you want to chase back?" Hanshu replied respectfully.

"No need!" Mu Feng waved his hand, "Not bad these few cows!"

After a pause, he said again: "It's just that there are fewer people!"

Han Shu lowered his head in shame.

Mu Feng smiled again: "However, someone will send it to us!"

"Someone will send it?" Hanshu was unsure.

"Yeah!" Mu Feng laughed, "Our Jiang's money-giving boy!"