After the heart had a bottom of mind, the cow master became sprinkled again.

He asked directly to the witch of the lower tribe, "Since our Comeers to the United Nations have become clear, we need to do something in order to get everything we want, or what do we need to pay?"

The witch of the tribe did not answer immediately, but the letter-hand took the cut-thoric kitchen knife hanging between his waist in his hand, and played with a drunken face; after a few moments, her hand raised, and the chopping knife in her hand threw it at a stone pillar dozens of steps away.

Under the crisp sound of "When ~", the chopping knife with snow and cold light easily did not enter the stone pillar, leaving only a plastic knife holder left outside.

Then, under her motion, the scribble the knife was easily pulled out and looked at it, and there was no wear on the blade on the knife; for such a result, the witch of the lower tribe was very satisfied.

She said, "We still need a lot of swords like this, to arm the female warriors of the bad tribe, so don't continue to say such a knife, there is only one joke in the world."

“Of course, how about a knife like this in exchange for a woman?”We can look two hundred times."The cow suggested.

In order not to make the cutter look less cheap, the cow master just reported two hundred numbers.

But then he knew from the witch and the face of the tribe that he had reported too much; for this, the cow master was also quite helpless, who made such a large tribe of witches and chief warriors, the eyes are so shallow, but two hundred cut-throwing kitchen knives, as if how rare the number is.

This product did not know at all, even the warriors of the inferior tribe used the true word witch medicine, and the effect was not as good as he had imagined.

They only probably know the size of the tribal alliance, the present intention, and the Black Stone tribe have a lot of magical materials; but for the types of materials, in fact, they do not know much.

Otherwise, it is estimated that the opening requires the thick-back machete and longbow of the alloy these weapons, rather than the joke of the same beheading knife.

They originally thought that they could get two or thirty such treasure knives from the cow master, and arm the female soldiers above the fifth level of the tribe, which was already the greatest luxury; what was not expected was that the cow master directly increased this number ten times at once.

But it is not without any benefit, at least in this way, they are more concerned about the unfathomable little cow master in front of them.

For the price of the cow master, it is far lower than their hearts expectations; they had previously estimated such a weapon, fearing that it would be a considerable price to change.

So they quickly agreed, anyway, from the beginning, they did not intend to exchange the members of their tribe in exchange.

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A day later, a large number of troops were advancing in the mountains.

But this team of nearly seven thousand men was clearly divided into two groups, part of which three thousand were from the tribal coalition led by the Master Cow, and the other four thousand were the elite members of the lower tribes.

Even if the price offered by the old cow is preferential, the witch of the lower tribe cannot sell the members of their tribe as a slave in exchange for the many eye-catching materials of the cow master.

Therefore, attacking other tribes and capturing their members for trading became the best choice for the lower tribe.

In any case, the five female tribes in the western remnant have been fighting for a variety of reasons; the captives have been cut off their heads under normal circumstances, and the captives have cut off their heads to the priestly ancestors.

Now, they really think that it seems more cost-effective to exchange these captives for supplies with the lords of the cattle than for the priests' ancestors.

As for the tribal coalition led by the cow master, it is because the old enemy Min tribe that the Sun tribe intends to attack this time is basically the same as the strength.

The 3,000 men of the coalition forces came to the town at the request of the lower tribe.

Of course, the tribes of the coalition were not white, and the two sides had reached an agreement: the coalition forces could enter the battle on their own if they deemed it necessary, but the prisoners who eventually captured them would pay a certain fee to the lower tribe according to the number of prisoners.

For this, the cow master thought for a moment, and finally agreed to it...

The distance between the Min tribe and the lower tribes was about three days away, that is to say, such a clear march was carried out for three days.

For such a long time, it was impossible for a team of single women, of single women, of single women who were all strong, and nothing could happen to the two.

During the day, the two teams marched side by side, constantly provoked and abused each other, and there was a strong position to open the battle at a glance, but under the strict order of the leaders of the two sides, there was no successful operation.

But at night, they seemed to have completely forgotten the day, hooked up together at an amazing speed, and entered the mountains and forests around the camp, and carried out the evil things.

For this situation, the cow master is also quite helpless, the only thing he can repeatedly tell his hands is that in the morning, they must not accept the eggs sent by the other party; otherwise, the whole thing will look like the goods under his hands are paid for.

Even in the case of unable to refuse, the cow master also asked these locals to give something back, so that the whole thing did not look so bad.

It is said that the cow master has completely broken his heart for this broken thing under his master.

Even when he rested in the evening, in the discordant cries of his ears, he thought of a terrible possibility: according to the so hard work of these animals, such a few days do not know how many lives to be made.

According to the poor tribes of these women, the traditional way of dealing with the horror of the baby boy will not know how much iniquity to be created.

Thinking of this, Master Niu could no longer rest, hurriedly asked to see the sonist; and successfully reached with the other party, and when a healthy baby boy was exchanged for half the price of female slaves, he was regarded as to put his heart to it.

Finally, when the late night, when the son of the tribe sent the cow master out of their camp, he saw the lonely back of the cow master, and even raised a strong sense of sympathy.

Then, with the general tone of handout, I suggested: "Lord cattle, I only have to guard the middle of the night, before the time you come to me again; but first say yes, the bird eggs are no more tomorrow morning..."

The poor old man said that the foot was a stumbling, and directly fell a dog to gnaw the mud.

After the bull master climbed up, even the soil on his body could not be photographed, and he fled back to his tent with the windy smoke under his feet.

That careful liver, scared a puff!