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Seeing that the captives had volunteered so quickly, the conquerors were also agitated.

Their gazes stayed on Chu Ge's slightly thin figure for a moment, and they became more disdainful.

They deliberately curled the spokes of the bicycle with their tails, and collided lightly, making the sound of swords clashing.

The captives behind Chu Ge were already terrified. Chu Ge was amused in his heart, but he couldn't show it. Instead, he had to pretend to be "although he was afraid, but he gritted his teeth and persisted" and walked over step by step.

The cat cavalry looked down at him with interest.

Finding that he was not intimidated by the staggered spears, the cat cavalry twisted his beard and raised his tail calmly.

The spearmen understood it, and suddenly, without warning, they screamed "Zhi Zhi".

Some of the spearmen deliberately widened their eyes and bared their bright teeth, as if they were about to pounce on Chu Ge.

If it were an ordinary mouse, it would probably shrink back into its cage in fright at the sound.

But Chu Ge is such an otherworldly and unparalleled existence that he will not be frightened by mere mice at all.

Still calm and composed, he walked towards the finish line step by step.

If it weren't for the fact that the mouse's forelimbs were too short, he would have wanted to "carry his hands on his back", showing a bit of a master's demeanor!

Finally, he passed through the passage of intertwined spears without any risk, and came under the battle flag of the Mouse Kingdom.

The contemptuous eyes of the spearmen all turned into admiration, as if to say that among these "barbarians", there is also such a true warrior as Chu Ge who is not afraid of danger.

The cat cavalry nodded in satisfaction, and motioned for other prisoners to follow Chu Ge's example and walk over.

With Chu Ge's example, and with the fact that many spearmen stabbed the cages with bicycle spokes, many prisoners couldn't bear it and followed suit.

Similarly, when they crawled over, the spearmen on both sides also blew their beards and stared, squeaked, and even blew their whistles to scare them back.

Sure enough, many prisoners could not stand the test. When the whistle sounded, they knew that there was no danger, but still could not control their instinctive fear, and fled back to the cage with their heads in their arms.

However, under the stimulation of Chu Ge, most of the ferocious rats,

They all gritted their teeth and survived this hurdle—even though most of them were on all fours, climbing the entire passage tremblingly, they finally came to Chu Ge's side.

It's really a turn of events.

Half a day ago, Chu Ge was still a prisoner of these ferocious rats, and he almost fell into the fate of being quartered by five horses and blood sacrificed to the lucky cat.

Half a day later, the situation was reversed. These ferocious rats looked at Chu Ge with both respect and awe. They rubbed their hands and shook their tails at Chu Ge, almost flattering.

After a while, about half of the ferocious rats crawled through the spear tunnel and gathered under the rat skull flag.

The rest of the ferocious rats shrank their heads, preferring to be poked by the spokes of the bicycle, and dared not crawl over.

The cat cavalry was not reluctant, with a whistle, the spear passage was dismantled, the cage was closed again, and the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity had been missed.

The cat cavalry walked around behind the hundreds of prisoners who had passed the test, and let the black cat under their crotch pass behind them slowly, observing the instinctive reactions of the prisoners.

It specifically strangled the black cat and stayed behind Chu Ge for the longest time, letting the black cat poke its head to Chu Ge's side to breathe.

It became more and more satisfied when it found that Chu Ge and the rest of the dozen or so captives were motionless, and the rest of the captives, though terrified, only dared to tremble in place, but did not dare to run around.

Back in front of the captives, he held the battle flag in his hand, pointed the mouse skull on the battle flag with the tip of his tail, and let out rhythmic screams.

He called three times in a row, and then nodded the captives with his tail.

The captives looked at each other, their poor brain capacity was not enough for them to understand what the cat cavalry meant.

The cat cavalry pointed to the pattern on the flag again, repeated the same rhythmic scream three times, and pointed at the captives again.

Most of the captives were still ignorant, but Chu Ge's heart moved, and he guessed what the cat cavalry meant-this awakened member of the rat clan was probably teaching them how to speak.

Its content is nothing more than the name of the kingdom that this flag symbolizes, er, let's call it "Long Tusk Kingdom".

Thinking of this, Chu Ge imitated the rhythm and tone of the cat cavalry and repeated it three times.

He has received intensive training in the past few days, and he has learned something about using the mouse's vocal cords and throat muscles to produce sounds.

Although the "language" of this "Tusk Kingdom" is much more advanced and complicated than that of the Rat Tribe, it is much simpler than the information exchange method elaborately compiled by the soul movers. It is nothing more than a child's babble.

After all, mice have thin and short throats, and their physiology determines that they cannot make complex sounds like humans.

There are only a few syllables that can express meaning over and over again, and it cannot be a variety of permutations and combinations.

Although it was the first time for Chu Ge to imitate, in a short while, the imitation was very good.

"The kingdom of long teeth! The kingdom of long teeth! The kingdom of long teeth!"

Chu Ge shouted.

He also waved his small arms without a teacher, with a fascinated expression on his face, as if "welcome the master Wang".

It didn't matter what he shouted, the cat cavalry and other conquerors were taken aback.

They have also conquered many savage Rat Tribes, but they have never seen such a clever captive. In the past, captives often had to repeat a dozen or twenty times, or even hundreds of times, before they could understand the meaning of the cat cavalry. , are all strange accents, unbearable to the ear.

How can there be such a "genius" like Chu Ge, from rhythm to tone to emotion, who can be taught easily, even without a teacher?

The cat cavalry stared at Chu Ge, spread his forelimbs, drew a huge circle in midair, and said another word.

Analyzing from its protracted voice and holy expression on its face, Chu Ge estimated that it probably meant something like "long live, great".

Without hesitation, Chu Ge imitated it vividly, not even missing the details of drawing circles with his hands and the sacred expression.

This time, the cat cavalry and other conquerors were even more surprised.

They read the two words together, first pointed to the flag, then stretched their paws to the limit, drew a big circle, and finally sent the circle to the sky with all their strength.

Chu Ge understood it, and shouted in a serious manner: "Great, the kingdom of long teeth! Great, kingdom of long teeth! Great, kingdom of long teeth, so great, so great!"

Only then did the rest of the ferocious rats understand what the cat cavalry meant, and started to learn clumsily.

It's a pity that they don't have the ability to sing a song. After parroting for a long time, they either blushed and still couldn't utter half a word, or the syllables they uttered still sounded like their tribe's own voice, or they completely twisted the meaning. Chirping, chirping, chirping, it's so lively.

Cat Cavalry wasn't too disappointed either.

It knows that "geniuses" like Chu Ge are rare, and it would be nice to meet one of the rare miracles.

After the Rats repeated the phrase "Great, Longfang Kingdom" hundreds of times, it waved its claws and let the spearmen use the spokes of their bicycles to separate the prisoners.

Chu Ge noticed that those captives with relatively strong language skills, after repeating dozens or hundreds of times, gradually took shape and were divided into teams.

Then, the prisoners with medium language skills and those who could not learn at all were divided into teams.

There are also a few ferocious mice that are particularly tall and mighty, or the black cat crawled past them just now without fear, and they are motionless. They are considered to have special talents and are divided into another team.

As for Chu Ge himself, of course he was given special care and arranged to be beside the cat cavalry.

At this time, several sword and shield soldiers brought over a can.

Chu Ge glanced at it, and almost didn't spit it out—the can was the remains of the priest of the Vicious Rat Tribe, the number one warrior, the red-haired Vicious Rat, and the patron saint of the beckoning cat, mixed with blood and mud, and turned into a black, stinky, smelly mess. A lump of paste.

The cat cavalry put his tail into the can, like a brush dipped in ink, full of stinking blood, and motioned Chu Ge to move his head closer.

Surrounded by conquerors, Chu Ge behaved so well just now, but now he can only bite the bullet and send his head up, watching the cat cavalry's tail brush heavily on his forehead.

"It was probably some sort of surrender ceremony."

Chu Ge thought to himself that the captives accepted the "blood and corpses" of the priests, warriors and even the gods of the original tribe, which meant that they completely abandoned the original tribe and became members of the "Long Fang Kingdom".

Naturally, one of the lowest ranks, not much better than a slave.

But at least you can live and figure out what the Tusk Kingdom really is like.

Thinking this way, Chu Ge pretended to be respectful and flattered, and retreated obediently.

The rest of the captives followed suit and stepped forward one by one to accept the cat cavalry's smear. After a while, an ugly mark appeared on the foreheads of all the captives.