The strongest soldier

What Luo Zheng didn't expect was that the people who came were about thirty indigenous people, all carrying bows and arrows. Judging from the way they hugged the middle-aged man, they were obviously familiar with each other. One of them, a guy as strong as an ox, was attracted by the middle-aged man. Then he came to Luo Zheng. His whole body muscles were bulging, like steamed buns, and contained the power of explosion. There was an unknown thing stuck in his nose. It was white, like the teeth of a beast, but not quite. His head was bare. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, dark skin, a tiger skin around his waist, his upper body is bare, and his feet are bare.

The middle-aged man said a few words to Luo Zheng, as if introducing him. Luo Zheng didn't understand, so he smiled and nodded. Smiling is a universal language for human beings. This guy crossed his hands on his chest, bent down and bowed, very respectfully. After mumbling something, Luo Zheng was stunned and looked at the middle-aged man in surprise, wondering why this guy was so respectful.

The bald man saluted and shouted a few words. The people who came with the bald man gathered around, crossed their hands on their chests, and bowed respectfully to Luo Zheng. Luo Zheng was so surprised that he whispered in ghost hands: "Ghost , it seems that something is wrong, they seem to regard you as the leader."

"When you say that, it seems true." The mountain eagle agreed.

Lan Xue looked at these people in surprise, her face softened a lot, and there was a touch of joy in her cold eyes. If this was the case, everyone would undoubtedly have an extra boost, and their chances of completing the task would be a little better. At this time, Snow Leopard suddenly said : "Brothers, do you remember the five people they sent out? I saw that this group of people was brought over by one of the five people, and there were four more people outside. If no one brought dozens of people to help, then There are more than a hundred of us, which is a good thing.”

"Don't talk nonsense, just watch first and be careful." Lan Xue shouted in a low voice. After all, he is not one of his own, so be careful in everything and never be careless at any time. This is the basic quality of a soldier.

Everyone agreed and looked around calmly, secretly on guard, just in case. At this time, Luo Zheng sat down by the bonfire at the gesture of the middle-aged man. The bald man was also there, and the others sat quietly outside. The young man cut off a piece of meat and handed it to the bald man. The bald man took out a bamboo tube, opened it, handed it to Luo Zheng, and made a drinking gesture with an expectant expression in his eyes.

Luo Zheng thought that this might be a kind of meeting etiquette, so he took it and smelled it, and a fragrance hit his face. Luo Zheng knew it was a good thing, so he took a sip. It was sour and sweet, as if it was brewed from fruits, and He took a sip to show respect, handed it to the bald man, and gave a thumbs up.

The bald man was immediately overjoyed, with a proud look on his face, and said a few words to the people behind him. The people behind him screamed with excitement, which made Luo Zheng very surprised. Is that the case? Unfortunately, they couldn't communicate because of the language barrier. The middle-aged man and the bald man chatted very fast, sometimes sad, sometimes excited, which made Luo Zheng curious.

After a while, the middle-aged man finished speaking. The bald man looked at Luo Zheng respectfully and muttered. Seeing that Luo Zheng didn't understand, he turned around to talk to the middle-aged man with a look of distress on his face.

Unconsciously, the sky brightened and everyone ate some food. Luo Zheng came to the entrance of the stone cave and saw that the rainstorm had become much lighter and there was no thunder and lightning anymore. He immediately relaxed and returned to the stone cave, using the snake tendon as a string. After connecting it to the mulberry wood, a simple bow was made. It was about one meter high and could be slung on the body just right. He took a wooden arrow to the entrance of the cave, opened the bow and set the arrow, and pulled the bow to the full string. When his hand was released, the wooden arrow swung. It shot out at once, the bow buzzed and was full of elasticity.

"Good stuff." Guishou, who was watching nearby, said in surprise.

This arrow shot out to about thirty meters, and the effective range should be more than fifteen meters. Luo Zheng smiled with satisfaction. He saw the middle-aged man and the bald man looking at the bow blankly, their eyes full of enthusiasm, knowing that this The two of them also liked it and were a little embarrassed. Fortunately, they didn't ask for it. Luo Zheng pretended not to know and helped Gui Shou and others string the other bows. There were five bows in total, and each of them had just one, with a small section left. , Luo Zheng handed the rest to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was overjoyed, holding it as if he had found a treasure, and said a few words to the people in his tribe. Everyone knelt down respectfully and said something. .

Luo Zheng saw the bald man's face full of envy, but there was no greed. He was an upright man. At this time, there was a lot of people outside, as if someone was coming. Luo Zheng knew that the middle-aged man had arranged for one of his people to stand guard outside. If If they are enemies, they will definitely come in to warn them. Everyone has already arrived at the entrance of the cave, and they must be one of our own.

Just in case, Luo Zheng glanced at Lan Xue and others. Everyone slowly gathered together and quietly retreated to the place where the equipment was stacked. When Luo Zheng saw the excitement on the faces of the middle-aged man and the bald man, he He didn't move. After a while, a large group of people poured in. They were all strong men and all dressed up similarly.

The middle-aged man and the bald man came forward, hugged and talked enthusiastically with the visitor. Luo Zheng observed quietly. About fifty people came, and they all looked very simple. After a while, the middle-aged man He led an elder to Luo Zheng and muttered a few words.

Luo Zheng stood up to show respect. He looked at this elder, who was about fifty years old. He was thin and dark, but his eyes were reserved and his muscles were strong. He was a man with a story, and he had a little more respect. It was just right. When I took the initiative to say hello, I saw the elder folding his hands, bowing respectfully, and then shouted a few words. The people he brought bowed respectfully, just like when the bald man came in.

"Is it weird?" Luo Zheng was beating his head inwardly, not understanding what was going on, but he could see that these people respected him from the bottom of their hearts. The problem was that he had done nothing? Full of doubts, Luo Zheng sat back by the bonfire, with middle-aged men, bald men and elders sitting next to him, and others sitting around the outside.

"Captain, what's going on?" Guishou asked in a low voice.

"It's hard to say. Let's take a look first. Be careful and prepare your equipment quietly." Lan Xue whispered. The situation didn't look like a bad thing. Lan Xue planned to prepare secretly and wait and see what happens.

After a while, two more groups came in one after another. When these people came in, they were in the same condition as the bald men and elders. They saluted Luo Zheng respectfully. Everyone sat around in silence, listening to a few leaders. People were talking, the scene was a bit weird, Luo Zheng couldn't understand it, thinking about it, four groups of people came in, five people went out, it seemed that they were going to get help, and there was still one person left. There was nothing going on, so he simply waited in silence.

In the afternoon, someone brought back five wild sheep. They washed and skinned them outside and grilled them on the fire. They were very skillful. At this time, Luo Zheng heard another noise outside and knew that it was the last group of people coming over. , looking at the middle-aged man.