I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Here, Mu Feng solved the flying eagle in the sky, and over there Thunder Dragon took people back.

Because Mu Feng said to shoot arrows, the Jiang warrior shot with bows and arrows, and charged with mammoths. This time the loss was extremely low. Only ten war slaves died, which made the Mabu and the Goshawk cavalry difficult. And retired.

After returning to the big account, everyone was in trouble again.

So far, Jiang has always taken the initiative in fighting.

This time, except for the "incident" that was initiated by Da Jiang, the remaining few battles were the combined forces of the Maji and Goshawk firmly grasping the initiative.

Thunder Dragon frowned and said, "Warchief, it seems that I am aware of our movements, otherwise it is impossible for us to hide here, they can still know!"

Mu Feng pointed at the dead eagle on the ground and explained it.

Thunder Dragon looked dazed, thinking of the fear of being dominated by birds.

He frowned and asked, "Then shall we change places?"

Mu Feng shook his head: "Not for the time being! Since their flying eagle has been killed, we don't know our movements for the time being. They won't come back rashly."

"Then what shall we do next?" Leilong asked.

"Next..." Mu Feng frowned in thought, thinking hard about a countermeasure.

According to the original plan, he must have been thinking about waiting until the Goshawk fighters left before he could do anything with him.

But now it seems that the Goshawk Department will have a hard time making a decision. At least this battle shows that they don't care about the lives of the two hundred soldiers.

Waiting here is definitely not enough now, he has to take the initiative!

He wanted to find a way to "help" Morhan of the Goshawk Department make a decision.

But now that the two sides are facing each other, he can't see that Morhan.

He can only think of other ways.

Inadvertently he saw Li Wang knelt down and patted Chaerhan's shoulder with his big hand, grinning and sneer saying something to him.

It can be seen that Chaerhan is already afraid of King Li.

But fear belongs to fear, and he is still determined not to tell Mu Feng the information he wants.

"Huh?" Mu Feng's eyes lit up and he wanted to make a good idea.

Li Wang is similar in figure and physique to Chaer Khan, the difference is that Chaer Khan's voice is slightly hoarse, while Li Wang has a loud voice.

"If you let the King of Li ship Chaerhan's clothes, and then hold his big stick..." Mu Feng muttered to himself, grinning hehe.

Everyone was very strange and asked: "What's the matter, Chief Chief?"

Mu Feng said with a smile: "Come here, take off Chaerhan's clothes!"

"Yes!"

"what?"

Someone responded, some were surprised.

But the most shocking was Char Khan.

He was panicked and his face was full of horror: "You guys, what are you going to do!"

"What are you doing?" Mu Feng laughed weirdly, "What do you mean?"

As he said, he waved his hand, and the big **** warriors all stepped forward and stripped off his fur clothes.

It was winter at this time, and Chaerhan, who had been stripped of the outer fur clothes, shivered with cold.

In addition, he himself was seriously injured, and he was shrunk into a ball from the cold.

Mu Feng came to him, pulled his shoulders, looked left and right, grinning strangely again.

Everyone was unclear, with doubts on their faces.

Mu Feng looked at Chaerhan, then at King Li, nodding and waving: "Okay, let him stay!"

So two soldiers came to take Chaerhan away.

Only then did Mu Feng signal to King Li: "Come on, put on his clothes!"

"Wear his clothes?" Li Wang frowned, "Why?"

But he took it honestly and put it on the outside.

Mu Feng smiled again: "Come on!"

Li Wang was puzzled and came to Mu Feng.

Mu Feng motioned for him to sit down, then messed up his hair, made some yellow mud and smeared his face, and finally handed him the copper rod of Chaerhan: "Put down the hammer. , Take this stick!"

Li Wang still did.

Mu Feng clapped his hands and laughed: "Stand with your back to us, raise the stick!"

Li Wang scratched his head and did.

Mu Feng smiled and looked at everyone: "Let's take a look!"

Everyone in the field was puzzled at first, and then even more puzzled after watching it.

Big Huyou couldn't help but asked, "Brother, why does he look like the big man from behind?"

Mu Feng smiled and nodded, then looked at other people: "What do you think?"

Thunder Dragon frowned and wondered: "It's very similar to Chaerhan, what are you doing, Chief Chief?"

Others also asked questions.

Mu Feng clapped his hands and laughed: "Since you all feel like it, it will be easier!"

Then he turned around and tore off two pieces from the linen he was carrying with him, kneaded them into small balls, and handed them to King Li: "Put it in your mouth, don't swallow, just say a few words!"

Li Wang still followed suit.

He put two **** of linen in his mouth, and then he said: "Warchief, what are you going to do?"

Talking about this, he hurriedly covered his mouth--because he felt that he was speaking as if it was leaking, and his voice was not his own anymore.

Mu Feng clapped his hands and laughed: "Wonderful!"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing why the warchief was still frowning before, but now he was laughing again.

Mu Feng laughed and began to order the arrangement, and everyone suddenly realized.

...

Early the next morning, Mu Feng selected two hundred brave warriors, and they all rode on Huang, led by him, led by King Li, and quietly moved in the direction of Yan Ma.

Because Mu Feng was riding a big thunder, he hid in the middle of the team with Chi Lei, Asuka, Tow Bone and others.

King Li's Weng Jin Hammer was also on the warrior mount in the middle of the team.

As for him, he walked ahead with Chaerhan's stick.

If there is an unknown Goshawk soldier from a distance, he must think that Chaerhan brought the people.

Along the way, Asuka explained to Mu Feng what he had learned about the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

According to the information obtained from the prisoners of the Fengyan Department, the total number of Fengyan Department should be seven or eight thousand.

The number of soldiers is more than three thousand, and there are five to six hundred hunters.

In addition, they also have two smaller subordinate tribes in the Westland, similar in size to the Fengyan Tribe and the Horned Dragon Tribe. It is conservatively estimated that the two tribes can also support more than one thousand soldiers in the Fengyan Tribe.

Counting the Goshawk Division, it was almost more than 5,000 combat power.

But the exact number of birds cannot be said.

Because they have been passive from the moment they are close to the 弇孖部, each action can be known in advance by the other party.

So he and Konoha are very passive.

Mu Feng's heart is clear, this is because there are flying eagles in the sky.

Right now, he has sent three eagle feather dragons to patrol the sky in turn, and once they find hawks on the sky "surveillance", they will warn them as soon as possible.

At this time, Mu Feng had a deep understanding of what it means to obtain "air supremacy" in a war.

He thought that Jiang Bing had a strong horse and would not waste too much effort to lay down a gang, but he didn't expect that he would miss the opportunity because of a few flying eagles.

What's more terrible is that now the Mabu and the Goshawk faintly have the upper hand!

And what he did first was to poke their "eyes" first, and then use King Li to pretend to be Chaerhan to separate them.

This strategy is naturally his little Zhuge, who learned from the old Zhuge's strategy...

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