I am a chief in a primitive tribe

The wolves then left, and Mu Feng went straight back to the tribe, waiting for Lihu and Mingguang to take all the slaves over.

The original forty slaves fell into the trap in the process of being bait, and eight were killed and wounded.

Four of the remaining four groups of slaves were injured by the violent struggles of the time, and only twenty-eight survived.

Fortunately, they captured sixty-five more Blackfang to replenish them, so that at once there were ninety-three healthy slaves.

"There are so many slaves, and it's not a way to tie them up with animal tendon ropes!" Mu Feng calculated, thinking that if he only sent a small number of people to watch, he was afraid that once these slaves were united, it would be very troublesome.

Now it is time to change the strategy of the slave guards.

So he called Mingguang aside and ordered:

"Mingguang, mix these slaves together, redistribute them, and divide them into eight squads, and each team will be filled with people from the Black Fang Division and the Yellow Wind Division!

In each team, put a few weak ones and a few strong ones, and the food will be less than before!

I will teach you to make a kind of wooden shackle at that time, and when the time comes, put it directly around their necks, and tie their feet with ropes!"

"Yes!" Mingguang nodded, and at the same time asked, "Great Chief, do we need to send prey to the wolves this time?"

"No!" Mu Feng smiled, "Now they can't finish their food, don't give the rest to them first, and store it with us!"

"Storage?" Mingguang wondered.

"It's just that it doesn't need to be put here for the time being, and we will keep it for him. Mu Feng explained.

"Huh?" Lihu frowned, "Why do you want to do this! Doesn't this waste our forage?"

"Waste?" Mu Feng smiled and shook his head, "The sheep are ours when they are placed here, even if they are given to them, it will be a day late!"

"Why?" Mingguang was puzzled.

Mu Feng smiled: "Because as long as I owe it sheep, it will always stay near our tribe and patrol the periphery of the tribe for us."

Mingguang frowned, unable to understand the reason.

Mu Feng was not in a hurry to continue to explain, if the truth of this is put in modern society, people can easily understand it.

It's like a company borrowing a large amount of money from a bank, as long as the money is not repaid for a day, the bank must always pay attention to the company, and even do not allow the company to fail, in order to recover the money.

There are even times when banks do not hesitate to lend money to enterprises in order to repay the money, so that the enterprises can work around with capital, in the hope that the enterprises can make money, and then repay the money.

In other words, the reason why Mu Feng and the wolf king finally "bargained" was nothing more than thinking of using the "IOUs" of these thirty or so sheep to tie the interests of the wolves and the Jiang clan.

As long as he admits to the sheep he owes the wolf king, the wolf king will remember to come and collect the sheep. As long as it wants to receive the sheep, it has to ensure the safety of the Jiang clan.

When necessary, the Jiang family is in danger, and the wolf king is bound to come over to help the Jiang family in order for his sheep to be recovered.

This is the most basic plan of Mu Feng.

Not only that, Mu Feng also has another plan, that is, the tribe always has to go out hunting anyway, and every time he hunts, he calls the wolf king to go with him, and every time he gives them prey.

Back and forth, Jiang's hunting is not so dangerous and hard, and the wolves always have food, and they will not chase after the sheep.

After a long time, this account is estimated to be confused into each other's stomachs.

However, this truth may not be understandable to Mingguang, or people in this era.

Seeing that Mingguang didn't understand after thinking for a long time, Mu Feng simply said quite "dictatorially": "Okay, you just need to know that these sheep are ours in our place, and don't worry about anything else!"

Unexpectedly, this sentence made Mingguang very acceptable, and he nodded with a straight face: "Yes!"

Mu Feng shook his head helplessly, and took the five little wolves to the cave.

The five wolf cubs didn't seem to have much room to play in this battle, at best, they went up to join in the fun when the wolves finally appeared, and the five wolves bit three people and killed one, on average, less than one head per wolf.

Fortunately, Mu Feng didn't have much hope for the little wolves that didn't grow into adults, and his expectation for them was "just participate".

At least when he rushed towards the Blackfangs, the five little wolves didn't flinch, and they were still very hard at grinning around him.

And what surprised him a little was that it seemed that after experiencing this cruel battle, seeing so many people bleeding and dying, and seeing the bite of the wolves, the momentum of the five little wolves seemed to have also been gained.

This kind of imposing wood wind is not unfamiliar, it is the ferocity and bloodthirstiness that only adult wolves in the wolf pack have.

Even what made Mu Feng feel that it was not an illusion for a short period of time was that he had a feeling that the hemp seed seemed to have grown into an adult wolf.

And the wheat, which has always only known how to sow, die, and raise the bar, has also become much calmer.

"It seems that the impact of the big war on them is not small!" Mu Feng thought to himself in his heart, and nodded secretly.

And after returning to the cave, he also secretly communicated with the system, and spent 50 achievements to exchange for a set of crafts for making torture shackles.

Because there is no metal smelting technology now, he can't make things like chains and leg cuffs, so he can only turn to the system to see if he can find a few simple consumables that can lock these slaves.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this method was exchanged, there were only a few things he wanted, and he was inspired by a lot of things, and he really figured out a lot of ways to lock up slaves.

There are all kinds of strange ways to tie rope knots with ropes, and there are no less than 100 ways to tie people with rope knots alone-from ancient times to the present, from middle to outside, there are everything!

Not only ropes, but also the practice of wooden shackles, lock throats, lock arms, lock legs, and are also readily available.

Mu Feng studied for a long time, and finally came up with a perfect set of methods for locking slaves for himself.

The specific method is to fasten a large wooden board around the neck, similar to the ancient shackles, there is no need to tie their hands, only the wooden board needs to block their view from looking down, so that they can not see their feet when squatting, bending, or sitting.

And on their feet, he tied ropes with ropes, which he combined with several knots—loop knots, thousand silk knots, and dragon knots, and Mu Feng added them all.

You must know that it may take half a day to untie a single knot, and once several people are tied at the same time, these slaves basically lose their freedom without a knife or other forcible breaking.

What's more, this is a combination of several complex systems!

"Sure enough, it's three hundred and sixty lines, and the line is the champion!" Mu Feng sighed in his heart, "Lai Junchen should be a traitor, and write the "Luo Weaving Sutra", it seems that just studying knots can also be studied to become an expert!"

He called Mingguang and Lihu over, and tied a "three-in-one" knot in front of the two, but the two of them were dazzled and confused.

Then Mu Feng asked the two of them to try to untie the knot, but the two of them watched the knot become more and more cumbersome to untie in their hands, and then twisted into a pimple, and even Mu Feng couldn't figure it out!

Mingguang and Lihu were so anxious that they were sweating profusely and their faces were full of anxiety.

Mu Feng was surprised and shouted, "It's okay!".