Chief don't slap in the face

Song Guo asked.

"What bronze medal?"

Zhong Shanyin blinked his eyes, with a confused look on his face.

"You are not the son of the ancestors?"

Song Guo was surprised.

"Uh!"

Zhong Shanyin's complexion has become extremely ugly, this time, there is still a deep sense of shame.

"As long as you are the son of the ancestors, you will have a bronze medal representing your identity!"

Song Guo explained: "Forget it, let's procrastinate!"

"I'll be soon!"

Seeing the disappointment on Little Lolita's face, the sense of loss that she thought she had hunted an elephant but was actually a bug made Zhong Shanyin burst out and clarified quickly.

Song Guo waved his hand: "Not even the son of the ancestors, I feel that the style of our Dachaoge has been lowered!"

"Yes, before the next battle, ask clearly. If they are not the sons of the ancestors, let them go away quickly. I feel ashamed to kill this kind of trash!"

Lily agrees.

"How can you kill so many ancestors' sons, you think they are Chinese cabbage!"

Zhong Shanyin argued.

"My elder brother has already killed several of your so-called Chinese cabbages!"

Song Guo disdained: "By the way, look at Xia Jie. When he died, he contributed a lot of spoils. You should also learn from him. When you go out in the future, remember to take all the treasures at the bottom of the box!"

"Xia Jie?"

Hearing this name, Zhong Shanyin couldn't help gasping. Although he claimed to be a genius, he still couldn't hold his head up in front of Xia Jie. The blindfolded one killed?

"There is no doubt, Juque was snatched from him!"

Song Guo grinned.

"Nima!"

Zhong Shanyin was about to cry, "If you had told me earlier that you could kill Xia Jie, I would have run as far as I could, and I wouldn't dare to trouble you if I was killed!"

The result of this time, apart from slaughtering 1000 people and offending a big enemy, there is almost no spoils.

Zhongshanyin was marching lightly, so he didn't bring much food. Apart from weapons, there were only a few dozen snow wolf mounts.

After meeting with the caravan guarded by Mo Wuheng, they continued on their way.

"It's a big loss this time!"

Xia Ye was brooding.

"Come on, after killing 1000 people, you haven't even killed a single savage slave. Are you not satisfied?"

Mo Wuheng rolled his eyes: "I don't know how many people can be shocked by this achievement."

"It's just overthrowing a motley army!"

Xia Ye shook his head, he was not arrogant, he was quite normal even with the savage slaves, but the craftsmen were scared to pee, after seeing that Zhongshanyin was captured and the thousand-man corps was wiped out, even those few A thorn-head craftsman who disobeys everyone, he dare not speak ill of Chao Ge.

In this era, fighting power is everything!

After walking for nearly two months, at the end of Xia Tian, ​​Xia Ye returned to Chaoge.

When the iconic bird's nest building jumped over the treetops and appeared in the vision of the craftsmen, they suddenly realized that they seemed to have misjudged the strength of this tribe.

beep!beep!

The grand and long horn sounded, and Elena led the high-level tribesmen to line up in the square outside the gate to welcome the return of the great chief.

"Congratulations to the triumphant return of the Great Chief!"

The craftsmen slowed down their pace, with their eyes wide open, looking at the tribe in front of them. The six-meter-high city wall blocked the prying eyes of the outside world, but when they crossed the city wall, the first thing they saw were more than [-] arrow towers and sentry towers.

On each arrow tower, there are not only guards, but also a shiny ballista.

The craftsmen could imagine how huge casualties the firepower network formed by these ballistas would bring them once the enemy attacked.

After entering Chaoge, there is a large square first, and further ahead, there are buildings with distinctive shapes, a fountain, and what is sprayed is not spring water, but white clouds and mist. There are actually blue arcs between the clouds and mist. Swim like a small fish in a mountain stream.

"I don't know why, but as soon as I walked in, I felt much more comfortable to breathe?"

A craftsman took a deep breath, and the sternum, which had been forged with a sledgehammer for many years, felt a little comfortable.

Zhu Yu didn't speak, but he looked at the crescent-shaped fountain. The splashed water vapor floated in the air, carrying a faint vitality, which is the symbol of a top-quality building.

"Look at it!"

A craftsman called out.

It's evening now, and it's time to get off work, so civilians, slaves, and prisoners, after washing up, each took their tableware and headed to the cafeteria.

"My ancestors, are you also called a small tribe?"

Zhu Yu was dumbfounded. From what he saw now, there were no fewer than 2000 people, far exceeding the total number of people in a small tribe.

Chapter 319 The Shock Brought by Chaoge

Now is the post-stone age, big tribes like Xia and Cao haven’t popularized bronze ware yet, let alone those small tribes, they are still hunting with weapons polished by bones and stones. From this we can see how productive they are low.

These days, supplies are too scarce, ordinary human beings with no ability have to pay a lot of hardships to get a bite to eat, so the death rate is extremely high, and the population has become a rigid standard for measuring the power of a tribe.

Zhu Yu remembered that Xia Ye said that Chaoge was a small tribe, but now at a glance, there are thousands of people, how small is this!

"My ancestors, this is where we will work in the future?"

The craftsman's lips trembled a little, he couldn't help it, he was afraid.

I originally thought it was a small tribe of a few hundred people, so that the more than 400 people on our side could take all the risks if they hugged together, but now it doesn't work.

Look at those super soldiers, look at those savages wandering around the tribe, and those tribesmen who are obviously captives, ancestors, if Xia Ye gets evil, everyone can't escape if they want to, and they will spend their lives in court. Be a slave until you die.

"Don't worry, the warchief is not that kind of person!"