Grand Meeting

"Come back!"

"We are back! Hahaha!"

"Grandma!"

"Karama!?"

"Karama has fallen!"

Finally, when the familiar scenery of the old forest appeared in her field of vision, Kalama's tense nerves finally relaxed.

Therefore, if a leader around him hadn't grabbed him, he would have fallen off his horse.

"What's wrong with Kalama?"

The nearby leader asked a question, and several older leaders came over on horseback: "Since we started plundering, he has slept very little, and he never slept a wink on the way back. He is very alert every day, riding

The horses ran back and forth in front of and behind the team to help the soldiers walk faster."

"Build a nest with two horses, put Kalama in the middle and let him have a good sleep. Even though you are not convinced by Kalama, he still did what a leader and a hero should do.

, rush to the front in battle, and watch over and take care of all the warriors in your spare time."

These Han people were guided by the Han people who had already begun to take root in the Zhengheiqi camp, and they immediately understood their situation.

As soon as this statement came out, the tribal leaders who had some opinions about the casualties in this trip became quieter.

What's even more embarrassing is that the tribal leaders who returned from the robbery have their previous experiences, and they all want to stay here for a few more days this time to jointly hold a grand trading event.

Until the outpost of the plundering team finally ran into the Zhengheiqan cavalry, who had already developed a good habit of taking turns to watch on Zhu Youjian's side.

Several older leaders were convinced, and naturally they took temporary command of the raiding team.

However, many things happened while the team was marching, which had already made all the leaders anxious.

The report from Jiannu that all the ropes tying the pigtails had been taken away is no lie.

Soon, a story about the stupid Jianzhou people's army being teased by the Wuerte and the Zhengheiqi cavalry spread among the looting team.

Zhu Youjian only felt that the station that was originally stable and developing steadily was now full of chaos, and the sky was filled with the smell of human and animal feces and urine, as well as the cries of the serfs.

In the same way, it is natural to participate in the trading event organized by the barbarians outside, which made Zhu Youjian feel regretful that he agreed to host it.

When the two sides met, Kalama suddenly felt more stable.

So Zhu Youjian simply gave these Han people more rights, allowing them to go further into the forest to hunt, cut down trees, pick wild vegetables and delicacies, and make traps under the leadership of family members.

Looking for food.

And this also made the team look more chaotic and scattered.

Zhu Youjian and Jin Yiwei led the team to meet them, and Kalama also woke up, which allowed the raiding team to march more orderly.

In other words, just agree to open the business, Zhu Youjian should not agree to be the notary public who is responsible for the business.

Of course, those who think this is prosperous are the tribal warriors or leaders.

Because their rations that night were changed from thick porridge to thin porridge.

"Ha! In total, more than 80 of our warriors died during this robbery!"

Due to the distribution problem of plunder, the harvest of each tribe is not very balanced now, and they all want to use the excess on hand to exchange for what they are actually in short supply.

Later, Zhu Youjian's narration swept away the gloom, and he burst into laughter.

When Jin Yiwei wrote down his name, he thought he was registered as a "household registration" again, and then he quickly got into the mood and began to find a way to survive for himself.

"Wurte! Please help me take a look. I can exchange these five knives for a cow! What do you think of these knives?"

Plus, what are the virtues of a tribal warrior?

Therefore, this team that shuttled through the wilderness like a long dragon was able to continue to march deeper into the old forest with their efforts.

"If you are not convinced, you can wait until Kalama has rested before challenging him. If you win, then next time if Wuerte is unable to lead the raid, I will recommend you to be Najiala Ezhen."

Such as the serfs who escaped, the pots and pans pulled down, and the chairs and benches whose owners finally realized that there was no need to move them.

Now Kalama's fall has made matters worse.

Therefore, an industry soon spawned among the ranks.

Just like when Zhu Youjian led the looting team back before, they could be said to have taken away everything they could see within sight!

In addition, Zhu Youjian and Jin Yiwei were not there to supervise and assist in management during this trip, so this team almost went all the way, breaking out equipment along the way.

On the one hand, they are all degenerates from the end of the world.

Fortunately, this robbery brought the number of Han people under his command to more than 600, which was a small consolation.

You have to have a decent village first. Only those with a large number of relatives in the countryside can work hard and have the sense of security to resist foreigners, right?

"Wu'erte was right. If you are allowed to be the leader of this robbery, this time Jia La E Zhen, our warriors will die more."

"Wurte! This man wants to steal my tribe's pot!"

After returning to the station, a large number of tents were set up outside the already large-scale station. Livestock and serfs were scattered among them. Tribal warriors celebrated wildly, which suddenly made the station full of people and seemed to be a bit prosperous.

On the one hand, in the eyes of the people of Ming Dynasty, although xenophobia is a traditional art that cannot be discarded, if one's own foundation is insufficient, then one cannot engage in such a showy operation.

We savage Jurchens also wear braids, don’t they?

Your cloth strips are more useful than straw ropes!

As for this incident, there is no such thing as the earlycomers excluding the latecomers.

Han people are honest, cunning, and even more alert.

The black flag cavalrymen naturally held their heads high and high-spirited, and told hundreds of different versions of how they teased the Jianzhou people at extremely fast speeds.

Four Niulu, plus one Niulu reserve, the wealth contained in them is extremely difficult for the raiding team to digest.

That is, those who carry the load more easily will deliberately walk at the end, waiting to pick up the things pulled down by those in front.

He took Zhu Youjian's hand and asked how Zhu Youjian was doing with the Jiannu army since the raiding team left.

"Wulte is the hero who was protected by the gods in the prophecy of the great shaman Ailuoji, while Kalama is an ordinary hero. What he did before was also a heroic act."

For example, wild vegetables were picked and dried in large quantities, and some unconventional foods were specially pointed out, such as certain barks and grass roots, to alleviate the food shortage in the area.

Six hundred Han people made Zhu Youjian worry about the long-term supply and food problems in the future. The Han people discovered this that night.

The other leaders became even more arrogant after hearing this, and some even fell off their horses with laughter.

Immediately, an old man asked Jin Yiwei if the food in our fort was not enough, and sincerely offered his strategies.

It is simply extremely vicious! Among them, the word "poor" is particularly prominent!

"Fart! I got this from the warriors of your tribe in exchange for it!"

"Look! Look at it, Wuerte! He said he wanted to trade me with a woman! It turned out to be a woman with a scar on her face! Is such a woman worth two sheep!? At most one!"

"My legs were trampled by his cow~~"

"My cow obviously just rubbed you! Wuerte, please say something!"
Chapter completed!