I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Yin Qi was frightened by Mu Feng.

He has now lost the wisdom of the former high priest of the Dali Department, and he is full of thoughts about how to survive under the hands of Mu Feng.

Mu Feng naturally noticed it, and he was delighted in his heart, and then sternly said to him: "How about this, you first tell me all the things you know about Dali Bu, I heard what I want to hear, you You can not die for the time being.

When you say enough, you can live! "

Yin Qi was completely stunned.

He was anxious in his heart: "How do I know what you want to listen to!"

But seeing Mu Feng's cold face is definitely not easy to talk, he quickly dispelled the thought of asking questions, and racked his brains to think about what the other party wanted to hear.

Reluctantly, he had to speak out one by one, chattering, without a point, for fear of missing a link that would arouse Mu Feng's anger.

"This black dragon has a stubborn temper. Give him a fish to eat, and it will be willing to obey!"

This is the first sentence of Yin Qi.

"Hey!" Mu Feng was overjoyed. He didn't expect this guy to have such a vision, and the first sentence he said helped him solve the problem.

He nodded in satisfaction and turned to look at King Li: "Go find someone to catch some fish!"

Yin Qi immediately said: "Some of the Dali people are good at catching fish. They catch fish in Jinghu all the year round!"

"Huh?" Mu Feng was surprised, "How do they catch fish?"

Yin Qi said: "They used the thorns of a big fish in Jinghu Lake to make spears, and they can travel freely in the water by riding on the golden-eyed beasts in the clear water."

"Is there nothing else in Jinghu?" Mu Feng asked.

Yin Qi shook his head: "No, at least those people haven't met."

Suddenly, Mu Feng remembered something, and asked, "Who came up with the idea of ​​enclosing Dali with the water from the mirror lake?"

Yin Qi proudly said: "I said to other people that it was the warchief who thought it out, but I actually thought it out!"

"Huh?" Mu Feng was surprised, "I heard that you are Tang Jing and he is Huiqiang. You are different from each other. Why can you be so united?"

Yin Qi replied: "We grew up in the tribe together, brothers!"

Mu Feng sneered: "Oh, your brother will lock you up now and want to kill you?"

Yin Qi looked sad.

Because of this incident, his heart is still very depressed.

Mu Feng smiled and said, "You can't talk nonsense, do you?"

"No, no!" Yin Qi waved his hand again and again, "I was determined to be the high priest at the time, and he almost became a warrior in the tribe.

I know that once he becomes a soldier, he might die outside in battle one day.

So I thought of a way to ask him to say that he thought it out, so that the people of the tribe would recite his merits and recommend him to be a great chief..."

"It turned out to be like this!" Mu Feng understood.

The relationship between these two people is really not normal, and they have joined hands to control the high priest and warchief.

But I didn't expect it to happen, the warchief Dua Fungus started a murderous heart on Yin, and it was really the boat of friendship that turned over and turned over.

In fact, the two of them are really good at running the Dali department so well while squeezing out the burly department.

If they had a long-term vision and a broader mind, they would win over the burly part, I am afraid that Shaoli would not be their opponent.

However, it is a pity that people's inferiority has led to their extreme distrust of the burly ministries, squeezing out the burly ministries everywhere, leading to internal inconsistencies, which is what is happening today.

Imagine that the three branches of the Dali tribe are in one, nearly a thousand armored earth dragons, several hundred mammoths, white camels and Chenghuang each have a range of one to two thousand, plus a fierce beast like the white mane, looking eastward , I'm afraid Da Jiang will have to take a detour when he sees it...

Mu Feng's heart began to figure out whether Yin Qi in front of him should think of a way to stay.

As a great chieftain, Damu will definitely not be able to keep it, but this Yin Qi is so greedy for life and fear of death, maybe he can make good use of it.

Being a high priest, and being able to think of a diversion around the city and put it into practice, has its own abilities.

But this guy took people to Blue Bird City personally, causing heavy losses to Blue Bird City.

With the temper of the people of Blue Bird City, it may not be able to swallow this breath...

From the bottom of his heart, he was comparing the pros and cons between them, and let Yin Qi continue to say other things.

"Speaking of the clear-water golden-eyed beast, then I have to talk about the mountain tribes." Yin Qi threw out another piece of heavy news, which is also Mu Feng's most concern now.

After Mu Feng heard the word "Qunshan", he immediately regained his senses and asked hurriedly, "You said, what is going on with the Qunshan tribe?"

Because after the end of the war, he was bound to attack the hill tribes, pulling out this hidden nail for the Blue Bird City and Jiang.

Yin Qi came to the spirit.

Because he saw that Mu Feng was obviously more concerned, he thought that after he said the news, he would definitely not have to die for the time being.

So he lifted his spirits, and introduced it on 1510: "The hill tribes are just a collective name. They are like an alliance of tribes. There are small groups scattered in the mountains.

The number of tribes is uncertain. There are two or three hundred, and there are several thousand. There are no chiefs. They have a common leader. I don’t know the specific name. I only know that his name in the mountains is'Yelao'. , Be regarded as the unified leader of the hill tribes.

Because of the existence of this leader, they also have a unified totem.

But their totems are different from ours. Every time I change a Yello, the totems they believe in are also different..."

"Huh?" Mu Feng was surprised, "Is there any belief that can change?"

This feels a lot like the change of the secular dynasty. Because the will of the upper echelon and the mainstream has changed, the preferences of the entire secular people have also changed.

The rise and fall of dynasties and the change of national titles caused a series of changes.

But how can they achieve the change of faith for all tribes in such a closed situation?

Do they have election methods and communication methods far beyond this era?

He looked at Yin Qi and asked the question in his heart.

Yin Qi said: "We Dali, ah no, Dali used to clash and fight with the hill tribes almost every few years.

Both sides have victories, but in general, Dali wins the most.

The Dali fighters also captured a lot of their prisoners, and only after inquiring many times did they know that they would hold a competition every certain time.

At that time, people from all ethnic groups and tribes in the mountains will gather on the top of the mountain, and the wisest people from all ethnic groups will be selected for the competition.

The one who won in the end became the tallest leader of the hill tribe, Yelau.

But Yelau can directly choose strong warriors from many tribes to be his guards.

This guard must be a first-class person in the mountains who is good at fighting, and he can directly give orders to the fighters of all races and tribes. "

Mu Feng nodded to express his understanding, which is equivalent to forming his own leadership team after the new leader takes office.

And this so-called personal guard is equivalent to the leader of other units-but their first choice in this battle is the best combatant, not necessarily the head of the unit.

"What if some people are dissatisfied?" Mu Feng asked.

"No, going to the competition means that they approve of the leader elected in this way. Those who don't approve it just don't go!"

"Are there anyone not going?"

"Yes, it depends on Xin Yelau's mood.

In a bad mood, he directly ordered the tribes in the mountain to besiege, and then divide it up as a whole.

If you are in a good mood, you may let them go. "

"Oh!" Mu Feng exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "This is powerful enough, dictatorship!"

"Also," Yin Qiman said, "Most people in the mountain tribes can tame beasts. Although they don't have many beasts, each of them can domesticate at least one beast.

There are also two or three, or even four or five! "

"This..." Mu Feng exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.

The people in the entire hill tribe basically do?

What kind of monster exists?

Are they all animal trainers?

"According to the different beasts they domesticated, they are divided into tiger warriors, wolf warriors, leopard warriors... and insect warriors who can control poisonous insects!

But none of them can control birds, so they are in awe of birds, and they are afraid of people who can control birds! "

Mu Feng's eyes lit up: "Fear of birds?"

This is simply tailor-made for Da Jiang's Eagle Control Warrior!

He thought for a while and asked, "Then under what circumstances will they hold this competition and where, do you know?"

Yin Qi shook his head and said carefully, "I don't know about this."

Mu Feng fell into contemplation...