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Suzaku flapped its wings in the sea, the anger in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by a panic, no different from a rooster.

Wow--wow--

Suzaku let out bursts of screams.

It was careless, there was no flash, and it was completely unexpected that a small human would have such power.

It was caught by surprise, its size in Su Xun's hands was completely useless, and the flames on its body kept burning even Su Xun's hair.

Su Xun grabbed its neck and pressed its head firmly into the water. Suzaku's wings flapped less and less hard until it was completely drowned by the water.

It may be the first Vermillion Bird to be drowned by water in the Great Wilderness. It was drowned by King Xia himself, and it is going to be recorded in the annals of history. This is a shame.

The king is mighty!

The king is mighty!

The king is mighty!

Jian and the others shouted in unison. Su Xun wanted to ask, have you secretly rehearsed?

Otherwise why is it so neat every time.

Then Su Xun cut off Suzaku's two crimson claws and threw the body into the sea.

Because this thing is too big, the raft can't take it with you, and it's a waste of time to disassemble it.

Just cut off the claws, Xing likes to save face, give him this pair of claws, he will definitely be happy.

How can they pursue the matter of killing Huolie?

By the way, he can also show his military power. Although Xia Guo's military power is strong, it will not make Xing jealous, so he will use his own personal military power to make him throw a rat.

After giving enough gifts and proving that he is not a soft persimmon, Xing's brain is sick and he thinks about crusades against Xia for the Fire tribe.

Su Xun never thought that one day he would devote all his mind to pleasing a man, tsk.

The raft traveled on the sea for more than a month, and after landing for another half a month, the Xing tribe arrived.

Su Xun didn't expect to come, and Xing was greeting several medium-sized tribes who had come to offer gifts.

Xing's sense of Su Xun is good, so after hearing people report that Su Xun is here, he invites him in to drink together.

When Su Xun walked into the main hall of the wooden building, he saw Xing sitting above, with seven medium-sized tribal patriarchs below.

When Su Xun came in, it attracted everyone's attention. After all, a small tribe patriarch could be so valued by Xing, which had never happened before.

And although they were all wearing silk robes, they were more like a piece of cloth than Su Xun's silk robe.

Everyone's faces were a little unhappy, because Su Xun stole their limelight as soon as he came.

And why should the patriarch of a small tribe sit with them? This is a humiliation to them.

The great wasteland is prosperous, few people travel far, and the news spreads very slowly, so the matter of Xia Kingdom's defeat of the Fire Tribe has not yet reached their ears.

Hahaha, Xun, it's been a long time, but the silk robe on your body has a different mood.

Xing laughed a few times, praised Su Xun's robes, and secretly thought that he would like to make clothes like this.

Thank you for the praise from the patriarch. My woman sewed it for me. Su slightly bowed and saluted. The identity of King Xia is of no use here.

Xing asked: Tell me, what good things did you bring this time, or is it only snow salt?

I also ask the patriarch to allow my people to carry the gifts in. Su Xun said.

Xing Yun, and soon, Jian and others walked in with gifts.

Su Xun picked up a piece of blue cloth a few meters long: Patriarch, please take a look, this is the silk cloth you gave me last time. My clansmen accidentally found something to color it.

Looking at the blue silk cloth, everyone's eyes widened, and they felt that it was simply beautiful.

Okay, okay, okay. Xing also had bright eyes, said three good words in a row, and said to Su Xun: This time you bring back more cloth, you keep some of them, and the rest will be dyed and sent back to me. .

Thank you patriarch. Su Xun put down the cloth and took out an iron sword: This is a new substance called iron, and the weapons it makes are better than bronze.

Bring it up and let me see it! Xing's expression became solemn, even better than bronze, which was incredible.

After all, their Star Tribe was born because of its rich bronze wares.

The other medium-sized tribal patriarchs were also in shock, their eyes flickering, not knowing what they were thinking.

Su Xun stepped forward and handed the sword to Xing. After Xing got the sword, he slashed it directly at a corner of the table. The corners of the table were all broken, but the long sword was unscathed.

hiss--

Everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath, and had a more intuitive understanding of the power of the iron sword.

Because if the bronze sword is used like this, it will definitely roll the blade, and this iron sword is so hard.

It's really a good sword, is it possible to mass-produce it? Xing stared at Su Xun with bright eyes.

Su Xun smiled bitterly: Although iron is better than bronze, it is also more difficult to refine. My family has used the full moon 15 times to make only a few hundred iron spear heads, and many of them are of uneven quality.

Hearing this, everyone was a little disappointed, but they took it for granted. After all, since the quality is better than bronze, it must be difficult to produce.

If not equipped in large quantities, bronzes will still be used in warfare as the main weapon.

Iron can only be equipped in small quantities.

Xun, how many swords and guns can your clan make in one winter. Xing couldn't put it down.

A winter represents a year.

Su Xun replied, Fifty swords and eight hundred spears.

After the more than 2,000 Fire Tribe prisoners were captured, this number could be settled within a month.

Okay, then I don't take it for nothing if I offer thirty swords and five hundred swords every winter. I can choose from bronze ware, silk cloth, and pottery. Xing is indeed generous, but he is also very domineering. .

Although the output of iron is small, it is impossible to use it to equip the whole army, but it is not bad to be able to equip elites.

Su Xun immediately agreed: Yes, but there is still one more thing to ask the patriarch to decide next time.

Speak. Xing is in a good mood now, and the more he looks at Su Xun, the more pleasing to the eye, he is simply his lucky star.

It was the first time he brought snow salt, and this time he brought colored cloth and iron sword, which surprised him.

Su Xun said: I don't know how the Huo tribe learned that our clan can produce snow salt, and they sent someone to ask for it. When they were rejected, Huo Lie launched an army to attack. , so I got lucky and defeated the Huo tribe and killed Huolie...

Activate Skill: The wicked report first.

boom!

Before Su Xun finished speaking, the inside of the hall had already exploded, and everyone's faces were in disbelief.

What did you say! You defeated the Huo tribe and killed Huolie? Xing suddenly interrupted Su Xun's words.

Because he also felt unbelievable, and even wondered if Su Xun had made a mistake.

Huolie's character can indeed force the Dragon Tribe to hand over the snow salt, but if the Dragon Tribe can defeat the Fire Tribe, it is completely impossible!

Even if the dragon tribe has iron weapons, what about the difference in the number of soldiers and the difference in individual combat power?