Banished to Another World

When I passed the war slave again, I suddenly found that the sharp eyes disappeared.

The war slave is just like other slaves. It is just like a member of the square. The two eyes are like dead fish, staring blankly at the front of the foot.

The square array was not scattered in the cold and heavy rain, but it was only neat and tidy. It did not feel any majestic momentum and murderousness, but it felt a strange boring and dead.

The Moorish man who led the way looked at the slaves and looked at the slaves. He immediately smiled and said: "Noble guests, do you want to get a batch of slaves back? These war slaves are the best we have at hand. The batch, after half a year of training and tuning/teaching, everyone is very obedient, as long as you give them a full meal every day, they will do anything for you."

"How is the combat power?"

"It’s all war slaves. The lowest ones have two grades, and the highest ones have four warriors.”

"Four levels?" The chief of the original tribe is only four levels. The original war also said that the highest level in the original land is four, and the fifth has never heard of it.

The Moorish man was proud to say: "The four-level fighter may be very powerful elsewhere, but in our Moore, the fourth is just a small leader."

"How do you control them? Are you afraid of them running away and resisting?" Suddenly felt the disapproval of the original war, but the words have already been exported.

The Moorish man looked at him with surprise. "Guest, are there no slaves in you? How do you control your slaves?"

I smiled calmly and calmly. "I don't care about slaves. I am very busy on weekdays."

The Moorish people speculated that this boy, who is very easy to feel good and has a high status, is likely to be a priestly disciple. Otherwise, it is impossible to have such a powerful blood warrior. The Moorish sneak peeked at the original battle, and he dared to speak with rigor, but did not dare to provoke this.

The priest disciple is busy studying the inheritance of the priests. Some chores in the tribe do not know that it is normal.

The original battle whispered: "Don't tell those dirty things to him!"

The Moorish people thus affirmed the lofty status of the juvenile priest disciples, bowed their heads, and dared not say anything more.

The teenager seemed to be very unhappy and glanced at his partner. He was arbitrarily arrogant to the group of slaves. "The slaves, I will!"

Moorish people stay, "You, you are all?"

"Yes!" The young man provocatively slanted tall young people.

Gao Daqing is young and young, and his brows are wrinkled, but he seems to be helpless to the teenager.

Suddenly cold face, look at the Moore people with a blank expression, "How? Worried that I don't have enough goods to exchange? If you can't do it, go find Wuyuan."

This time the Moorish people are not sluggish, but shocked. "You, you know Wuyuan adults?"

The teenager seemed to disdain to answer his question. He only said again: "Now these slaves you pulled out, whether they are slaves or ordinary slaves, as long as they are standing here, I will have it! Can you hear it?"

The original battle did not wait for the Moorish replies, and whispered to him in disapproval: "Mom, too much, we are not good to bring back."

The teenager wiped the rain on his face and said a word: "I said yes."

The original battle took a deep breath and turned to the Moorish people who led the way: "Have you heard? The slaves here, all, one can not be less, we are going to be nine."

The Moorish people smiled bitterly and wiped the rain on their faces. Although he had recommended meanings, he did not expect that the other party would not only buy, but also all!

"Oh...Yes, it’s just that you have a lot of slaves. I, I need to go to Cai Yu, please wait. But don't worry, before that, I will let the slaves not sell these slaves. ”

This incident has had a great impact on the Moorish people, especially when he heard that teenagers still know their Wuyuan adults.

But the Moorish people peeked at the teenagers and the tall young people, only to find that they did not seem to put such a big thing in their hearts. When they finished, they threw away, and at the same time, there was no distress, excitement or excitement after buying a large number of slaves like other tribes. Any other emotions are so light, just like buying a few pieces of fur at random.

This is more than a thousand slaves!

What is the origin of this Jiuyuan tribe? Looking at wealthy is right, but can be wealthy to buy thousands of slaves at random, how big is a tribe?

However, they can sing out the name of Wuyuan adults, even if they don’t even have the title, maybe they are really strong. Doesn’t anyone say that they came from the three cities in the upper reaches of the river? Maybe they are the affiliated tribes that came out of the legendary city, just like the snakes who were separated from the city of Baicheng.

The Moorish people used a more respectful attitude to bring the rigor and the original battle to the tent of the largest Moorish. After the retreat, they went to find the color feather immediately. He told the adult feathers about the incident, especially to tell the other party. The sublime status of the juvenile is that the high-ranking blood soldiers must also listen to him.

The purchase of those slaves, the strict and the original battle did not discuss in advance, but since the priests of the priests had that meaning, the original war will follow his words and sing with him, and set the matter by the way. Come down.

Strictly, I didn’t plan to start as soon as possible, but at the time the opportunity was just right. He couldn’t forget the eyes and didn’t want to regenerate the waves. He simply decided to set the person down first.

Sometimes you have to admit that some people have something that will upset your original plan and make you have to rethink him.

"Look at the slave?" The original war was against him, whispering.

I felt that this was a bit subtle, and I looked down at the youth.

"Is that the Russian and British people?" asked the original war.

Shake his head shiveringly. "Look at the face, not like it."

"Do not let him join your escort." The original war looked forward, the tone could not be refused.

"...heh!" He smiled silently and grabbed the young man's palm and rubbed it. The rough and thick, knuckles of the palms were not smooth, but he was very energetic.

The original war against him.

Strictly use the greater force to pinch back.

The original expression has not changed, but the palm is relaxed, let his priest pinch his hand to play.

"He won't join my escort. There are too many original fighters in Jiuyuan. The heads of the warriors are also the original people. This is not conducive to the development of the tribe. There was no good seedlings, the war slaves... I hope he can become another A trick."

"You don't believe you?"

"No, I believe him, but Jiuyuan wants to develop at least three warrior leaders who are as powerful, prestige and manageable as they are."

“Is still completely loyal to you?”

"Be faithful and unfaithful does not matter, as long as they do not betray me and Jiuyuan." Yan Mo never believes that people have full loyalty, and he does not mind subordinate selfishness.

The original war nodded and accepted the matter.

Just as the two whispered, the people who came were also coming seven or eight.

The tent was round, and the incoming people also stood loosely into a large circle.

Strictly feel that the Moorish people are very clever, this arrangement completely avoids the problem of row seats, and does not intentionally separate some tribes with hatred. The passer-by is only responsible for bringing people in, and you have to go wherever you want.

As it is now, in a clockwise direction, the people of the cliff stand at two o'clock and are closest to them. He and the original battle stood at about three o'clock, and the snakes might think they were more suitable for communication and stood on the other side of them.

The snake people used to be the Huangjing tribe, and the Huangjing tribe stood at about five o'clock. Aside from the side is quite a large space, about eight o'clock station is the wild hills. The nine points next to the Noji people are the Bianxi people.

At 12 o'clock there is a stone platform that is flattened by a large stone.

The tent opened again, and the acquaintance was seen in the original battle.

Wuyuan followed behind an old man and entered the tent with a group of warriors. When he looked up, he saw two characters who he did not expect to appear here!

Slightly smiled at Wuyuan.

Wuyuan slightly bowed his head and there were many people in the tent. It was not a good place to say hello. Although he didn't want to let these two people appear in this city, but people have already come, he can't be rushed away. The other party asked them to try not to use red salt as an exchange.

I hope they have not yet taken out the red salt!

Wuyuan felt that these two people could not make such a low-level mistake unless they really did not put Moore in their eyes.

The people of the Dingyi tribe came in with the color feathers at the end and walked behind the stone platform at 12 o'clock.

Moorish people accounted for eleven o'clock.

Cai Yu cleared his throat and raised his hand. "You are distinguished guests. I think everyone knows what to exchange for this small market. When the guests of the Dingyi tribe will take the treasures they found in a certain relic. Come out, if there are people who are fancy, please take out your exchanges and exchange them with you if the Ding Yi tribe feels right. In addition, I think everyone knows the rules of the market. Forcible exchange, if you have any thoughts, you can leave Moore and then, regardless of what you do, Moore will not interfere!"

Straightforward! Strictly feel like participating in the black market transaction, but in fact this is the most orthodox "official" trade fair scene.

Perhaps it is related to the degree of civilization. The beginning of Cai Yu is not only straightforward, but even the hype and the minimum introduction are not given. The title is directly given to the Dingyi tribe to show them their goods.

The Dingyi tribe came up without any nonsense. The long-haired youth asked the four soldiers to put the packages on their backs on the stone platform and opened one of them first.

"The land of this ruins is on a mountain far from my tribe. They don't know how to use the method to make a big hole in the cliff. Some of the holes still have traces of people living." The long hair youth untied the parcel. Explain on the side.

The old man beside the rabbit is like a rabbit joke, saying: "It sounds like the lifestyle of our Tuya people."

Strictly thinking, it is no wonder that the Tuya people are the cavemen who used to drill caves on the mountain walls. Will they be cave houses like the loess high slopes?

The long-haired youth smiled at the old man on the cliff and opened the parcel. "This is what we found in one of the caves. We don't know what it is, what it is, but it is very strong. If anyone of you is interested, then Please take out your goods and we will exchange them on the spot."

Everyone focused on the stone platform.

The parcel was unraveled, and there was a disc with a hole in the middle, a diameter of about 50 cm and a thickness of only about 2 cm.

Everyone has a word in mind at the same time: What is it?

Strictness is no exception. He looks at the original battle and expects the other party to recognize it.

The original battle expression was a little weird. After a while he bowed his head to the harsh ear: "It looks like a stone, but it is not a stone."

A stern heart, not a stone? That should not be metal, otherwise people in Dingyi should be able to see.

The long-haired youth added another side: "This thing is made of stone. It is very hard. We thought it was a shield at first, but the hole in the middle was very big. Later, our big witch saw it, saying that it is probably a certain Part of the appliance."

There was a whisper in the tent, and everyone in the tribe was trying to tell what it was.

Although the things in the land of the ruins are precious and scarce, if you can't tell what it is, you don't know what it is, and it is just a waste of it and it is just a waste in the tribe.

Strictly step forward, "Can you look closer?"

The long-haired youth paused and nodded. "Yes."

Not only is it strict, but other families have also come to look carefully. Interestingly, except for the strictness, other people who come up are older, and at least they are middle-aged.

Strictly look and touch, guess that the disc is probably a bone, but even if he distinguishes it is a bone, I don't know what it is.

Just as he put his right hand on the disc and asked to ask the guide, the Huangjing tribe and the elders of the snake people shouted at the same time: "This is a bone?!"

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