Grab a thin woman from the crowd, grabbing her shoulders like a livestock, pressing her hard on the deck, raising her foot to step on her, waving her long knife, and chopping off one of her arms.

Chibi pressed the woman's head with her huge left hand and was trembling violently and twitching all over, forcing her chin to press against the deck. Her upper and lower jaws could not be opened, and she could only make a "whimper" sound from her nostrils that was extremely painful.

"Don't you understand what I said, do you still think I am a kind person. You can let you go with just a few words?" Chibi raised his bloody knife and roared at all the white slaves fiercely: "Recognize the reality and correct your attitude. Don't think I dare not do anything to you. By the way, I haven't eaten anything since this afternoon. I've been tired of eating fish for so many days at sea. I really want to change my taste."

Few people can continue to maintain their courage and courage in the face of the threat of death. The trafficked slaves immediately fell silent and closed their mouths and remained silent.

He inserted his sword into his shoulder with his back hand. He freed up his hand and pulled down a strip of cloth tied there from his waist... This thing was actually a pair of socks. He held the woman's neck with one hand, stuffed one of the socks horizontally into the woman's mouth, then straightened it, tied her face tightly, tied a knot behind his head, and tied it tightly.

After doing this, he pulled the injured and weak woman from the deck and applied hemostatic powder to her broken arm.

According to the orders of the King of Thunderbolt, all slaves must be brought back. Of course, for all considerations, a certain proportion of death is allowed during the transportation and handover, but losses must be minimized.

The slaves had taken medicine when they boarded the ship from Dosette County. They were weak and weak and did not need to tie them up with ropes. Under the escort of fully armed barbarians, they had no ability to resist and could only cross the bridge, leave the Obsidian II, and walk onto the deck of the "Viol" of the "Viol".

Soon, the deck of "Obsidian 2" had already been vacated.

Chibi walked up to Stewart and laughed loudly: "You're doing a good job."

Stewart laughed likewise: "This is what it should be, I am willing to serve His Highness."

This is the standard spore transplant answer.

As he said that, Stewart turned around and quickly swept through the five sailors standing behind, with a sweeter smile than before: "Come here and receive your bounty."

This sentence makes people full of hope.

There are various legends circulating in the north of the mainland. The most common ones are gold and diamonds. It is said that there are gold and silver mines everywhere. You can pick up gold nuggets that are naturally produced by walking a few steps. For this reason, the Pope and the Kings would start wars every once in a while, but unfortunately they could not cross the Dragon Lock Pass.

Despite fear of these giants, the previous experiences made the sailors dispel most of their doubts that the northern giants were not untouchable. They could speak our language, which means that the two sides had a basis for communication and even cooperation.

Chibi smiled grimly, pulled out the dagger, stabbed it hard into the belly of the sailor who walked to the front of him, and stirred it hard for a few times. He pressed the other person's shoulder with his left hand, and looked at the man's eyes wide open, his face full of incredible pain, and he smiled happily.

"Sorry, you're not ours."

The meaning of this sentence is so rich, but unfortunately only a few people can understand it.

The sword cut the axe, accompanied by a scream of excitement. The barbarians killed the simple and direct way. Chibi grabbed the dying sailor who was dying and strode towards the side of the ship, pulled out the sword with his backhand, and slashed off his head fiercely.

This is not cruel, but a killing method that ensures that the target must die. All five sailors silenced their mouths and threw the bodies into the sea to feed the sharks.

Looking at the large bloodstains remaining on the deck, Stewart bent over and picked up a shoe left by the killer, threw it into the sea, and said softly: "Sorry, you are destined to be unable to get the reward."

The red nose stuffed his thumb and index finger into his mouth, pinched it round, and whistled a loud whistle. Six young and strong men in the unique sailor suits of the Saxon Kingdom appeared on the deck of the "Viol" of the "Viol" and walked across the bridge in sequence, crossed the side of the "Obsidian II" and came to Stewart to line up.

"They are appointed by His Highness, and now it is up to you and Elizabeth." Chibi licked the corner of her mouth with her thick tongue and smiled at Stewart gloomyly: "They have been selected and there is no problem with loyalty, so you can use it with confidence."

In the battle of Lock Dragon Pass, Tianhao brought back hundreds of prisoners, including Perias. Long-term imprisonment and proper contact, some of them had obvious transformation of consciousness. Tianhao chose eight of the best performers to perform surgery. Two people had conscious resistance to spores, resulting in parasitic failure and death, and the remaining six people survived successfully.

Stewart had a clear face and nodded slightly: "They're the same as me?"

Although the spore transplants do not have the memory of surgery, the pituitary gland secretes special hormones when encountering similar species, produces mysterious brain wave collisions, and knows each other's identities.

"That's right!" Chibi moved his shoulders: "That's how His Highness arranged it. The next delivery time will remain unchanged. If everything goes well, I will bring you more available personnel."

After pausing for a moment, the fierce pig man sailor said seriously: "This is what Your Highness said."

Stewart smiled: "I was also worried that it would be difficult for a man to drive the ship back. Now things will become simple, and someone helped me clean the deck."

White slaves were the most important cargo, but the cabin of "Obsidian II" was not cleared as a result.

The barbarian soldiers moved bags of packed potatoes and different varieties of plant seeds from the cargo hold, carried them across the bridge, and put them into the cabin of the "Viol" Snake.

Cabbage, tomatoes, sweet potatoes, wheat, barley, cabbage, peas, carrots, peanuts...

All of these are goods designated by Tianhao.

The species differences between the north and south of the mainland are very obvious, and the genetic mutation caused by radiation is continued in plants. Also, cabbage, the northern varieties are larger in size, but the fibers are very thick, and the taste is far less crisp and tender than the southern varieties. There is even a thick outer skin at the cabbage.

It takes a long time to improve crop varieties, and Tianhao believes that this work must be started as soon as possible. Although the barbarians have almost no requirements for food taste, food has a great impact on daily life. If used well, it will be worth an army at critical moments.

Another cabin is filled with fruit tree seedlings. They have a long growth period and it will take time to adapt to the environment in the northern part of the mainland.

In addition, Obsidian II also loaded dozens of pigs and sheep. These animals are far less than fanged pigs and horned sheep. They look very gentle, have no aggressive fangs, and do not have fearsome hard horns.

The barbarian soldiers brought out a heavy pocket of animal skin from the "Great Snake" and placed it in front of Stewart.

"What is this?" Stewart asked curiously. He found that the skin bag was delicate, with a grayish-white overall and a smooth surface. Only the skin that had been tanned many times would be so soft.

"This is the goods that Your Highness asked me to hand over to Elizabeth. It is very important." Chibi looked solemn. He took out a rolled document in his arms, wrapped in waterproof animal skin, and the surface of the tether sealing was covered with fire paint. The seal shows that this was stamped by the King of Thunder and Cattle.

"This is the instruction manual. The things in the bag are very important and worth a lot of money." Chibi handed the document to Stewart solemnly and repeatedly reminded: "Don't let others turn it over. You must hand it over to Elizabeth in person. Also, don't open the bag on the road, and never touch the things inside. You, Elizabeth, all of us... Remember, this is the order of Your Highness."

His solemn expression surprised Stewart. Before, Stewart got along well with Chibi when he was in the fishing village of Rock City. He knew that this pig man was so arrogant and straightforward. He had never seen Chibi so cautiously and cautious.

Stewart hesitated for a moment and asked, "This thing always has a name, right?"

He was a little curious.

"Forget-you Powder." Chibi whispered: "You will soon understand that it is the product of the co-creation of gods and devils."

What should be done is over, and the "cargo" has also been transferred safely. Chibi glanced at Stewart with a playful look, turned around and walked across the bridge, and the other barbarian sailors returned to the "Big Viper" in sequence, and the iron hooks that fixed the two ships quickly loosened.

Under the night, looking at the "Obsidian No. 2" disappearing on the vast sea, Red nose laughed silently.

After half a minute, he called a guard and whispered: "Look at the white people in the cabin and get them some food."

The guards understood and nodded: "Okay, let them live and return to the city of Rock with us."

"This is your Highness's order." Chibi strengthened his tone.

A respectful look appeared on the guard's face, and a trace of confusion flashed deep in his eyes: "Captain, I don't understand, the white people on the ship just now... can they be honest and obedient?"

Chibi doesn't want to explain more about this issue: "They are our people."

The guards were puzzled: "They... are you sure they won't betray them?"

"This is not a question you should care about." Chibi's expression became serious: "Do what you should do. Also, keep your mouth under control and don't talk nonsense. If I let the news leak out from you, you should know what that would end up."

...

Deer territory, Bucks City.

The new king's ascension ceremony was far less so grand than Lu Qingxi imagined. National Master Wu Jiao explained this: The former king was newly mourned, four princes and many clan leaders were all destroyed, the situation of the entire clan group was unstable, and it took too long to prepare for the traditional ritual. Instead of wasting time in useless etiquette, it would be better to ascend the throne as soon as possible.

To be fair, when he was lifted from house arrest, Lu Qingxi wanted to pull out a knife and cut off Wu Jiao's head. He had never been a generous person, and he had no idea of ​​repaying grudges with kindness. If it weren't for the plan, he would have left Bucks City long ago and would not be so angry.

In fact, it was just a thought that passed by in my heart. It was almost impossible to do it. Wu Jiao took the overall situation into consideration and now he was pushing Lu Qingxi to the position. Seeing that this old man was the national teacher, Lu Qingxi suppressed the anger in his heart. Even if he was unhappy, he would squeeze out a smile and sit firmly on the throne first.

There were many people in the dynasty. According to convention, when the new king ascended the throne, all nobles above the city lord had to attend the ceremony and witness the ascension of the throne together. Although it took a lot of time for the messenger to pass messages, everything seemed worth it in the eyes of the great master Wujiao, who respected tradition.

Lu Qingxi's behavior is indeed like a king. He did not ask the tribes to pay tribute, but asked the Yanlu, Bailu, Xuanlu and Qinglu tribes to each take out 50,000 people and incorporate them into the Bucks clan.

This move is very beautiful, and even the great master Wu Jiao secretly applauded. He always believed that the basis for the strength of the clan lies in the Bucks tribe, which is the main group of the entire deer tribe. Too strong strength among the tribes is not good for the overall clan, and it will only weaken the Bucks City's control over the surrounding areas.

This is actually something that Lu Feng Kingdom wanted to do the most before, but could not do. He had discussed with Wujiao many times to weaken the strength of other tribes, form a situation where the Bucks tribe is respected and has absolute control over the entire tribe.

Lu Qingxi did catch up with a good time. The leader of the four major divisions died in the siege of wolves. All the evidence shows that this was not a conspiracy. Except for the national master Wujiao, all the nobles of the Bucks Division supported this decision. When the heirs of each division were unable to control the tribe for a short time, they could only obey the orders from Bucks City.

After the ministers' attendance ceremony, Lu Qingxi summoned Wu Jiao alone in the side hall.

"I plan to merge the hart division and the hart division into one." Lu Qingxi looked serious.

Wu Jiao gently stroked the long white beard on his chin and nodded slightly: "This is a good idea."

This is not a slander. As a national teacher, Wu Jiao agrees with this. The two divisions of the hart and the stag are combined into one, and their strong strength has surpassed other divisions to become the leader of the entire deer clan. It has an extremely important impact on the control of the surrounding area or the comprehensive development of internal production.

To be fair, Wu Jiao felt a little nervous about Lu Qingxi's unexpected rise to power and becoming the King of Deer. He believed that excellent kings must start training from childhood, just like the four princes he had trained for a long time. No matter any of them ascended the throne and became king, he could lead the Deer tribe to a stronger future.

The king dies and the prince succeeds.

Without a prince, the new king emerged from the heads of the tribes.

Without the clan leader, the new king continued to go down and selected the descendants of the clan leader who had grown up in the division.

Ancient customs must be followed, but this has caused too many unstable factors. Excessive favoritism of the original branches, uneven distribution of interests, indifference and even suppression of other ethnic groups... All of these are adverse consequences of abnormal inheritance of the throne.

The original race means the source of power for the new king.
Chapter completed!