Standing in the long house of the Black Skull tribe, Todd approached the firepit in the center of the house, looking at the decorative shield hanging on the wall.

These wooden shields are made of fine birch wood and iron sheet, and the surface is painted with different colors of paint to paint important events in the clan over the years.

The long house is dark and damp, there is no floor, and the muddy ground is stepped on. In the bitter cold land of the North Island, trees are scarce and rocks are rare. The walls of these black skulls are made of straw brick urf, which is a mixed embryo of grass and soil, which is very warm in winter. In an important place like the Tribal Hall, the Black Skulls made a wall with wooden boards on the inside of the brick wall, deliberately leaving a certain distance in the middle, knocking it off with their knuckles, you can hear the echo of dong dong. This is the main reason. So as to prevent the board from getting damp and rotten.

Huggins took Morgan into the long house. The latter looked a lot more honest. After entering the house, he didn't say a word, but the expression on his face looked a little bit angry and embarrassed.

Listening to the whispered report from the knight, Todd has a little understanding of the current situation of the Black Skull tribe.

In the heyday of the tribe, there were 500 people, including 160 warriors and 14 berserkers. However, as the tribe’s food dwindled and the Southern Expedition failed, the population had plummeted. Now there are less than 200 people left in the entire tribe, 46 warriors, and only 5 berserkers.

And this Morgan in front of him was the leader of the entire Blackhead tribe, and his father was the missing leader Sakrul.

Todd has now fully remembered his own fight against pirates. The pirates who fought against the church troops seemed to be from the Black Heads, and the berserker who almost changed the situation was Sacro.

"Morgan, tell me, how are your people living now?"

Hearing the high-level questioning, the Black Head Patriarch’s voice sounded helpless and sad: "What else?! We don’t have food or medicine, and mothers don’t have enough milk to raise their children. The soldiers have half a month. I have never tasted the taste of alcohol, even the handles of the weapons are rusty and decayed! A week ago, several elderly people in the family quietly exiled themselves in order to save food in the village, and never came back..."

Morgan raised his head, his eyes filled with doubts and pain: "Outsiders! Why bother to disturb Blackhead's life? If you are doing it for looting, then you will be disappointed. There is no looting here. property."

The patriarch pointed his finger at Lev next to Todd: "Why don't you try your luck at Talon? I heard that they joined forces with the barbarians to go south and grab a lot of good things."

Lev was still translating the other party’s language, but after hearing Morgan’s words, his face turned pale with fright, he quickly glanced at Todd’s expression, and quickly retorted, “Don’t talk nonsense! Lord Todd is just a group of unworthy losers!"

"You mean, the coalition of Talons and the barbarians was defeated?!" Morgan opened his mouth in surprise, looking at the young man sitting in the high position and the knight in armor beside him: "Outsiders, I think I need to renew Thinking about your strength..."

Todd glanced at the shield painting on the wall again, and slowly said, "Patriarch Morgan, I came to the North Island, one is not to plunder, and the other is not to make enemies...I'm here to make some friends."

Morgan laughed: "Make friends? Such a statement is really funny."

Todd nodded to Huggins: "I will allocate some medicine and food to your tribe."

The patriarch was taken aback, then squinted his eyes and looked forward: "There is a saying in North Island, the more fragrant wine, the more incurable poison. Come on, foreigners, what do you want? Will my people become your thugs?"

Todd smiled and shook his head: "I don't have any conditions, take it as a gift."

Morgan couldn't believe it, his expression seemed suspicious: "I don't know the purpose of your move, but if you do it out of goodwill, I think we might be able to become friends."

Todd glanced at the sky outside the house and said to Morgan: "I will rest here all day, and then visit your neighbors."

The patriarch of the Black Head glanced at Lev who was panicked and asked strangely: "The Claw Tribe? Are you planning to make friends with them too?"

Todd laughed: "No, I'm going to collect debts."

The next day, when Todd woke up from the tent with a sore waist and backache, the Muxi Expeditionary Army had completed preparations for departure.

The patriarch of the black skull waited on the beach early with six soldiers. Last night, watching his people eat their first full meal in a few months, watching his soldiers drink long-lost wine, Morgan officially changed his name to Todd from a foreigner to a friend.

"I brought my own translation." Morgan pointed at a soldier next to him, glancing at Lev viciously.

Todd shrank his head when he saw the latter, and smiled disapprovingly.

Huggins came to Todd and lowered his head and said, "Commander, everything is ready and ready to go."

The latter looked at the vast sea in front of him, nodded and said: "Notify everyone, let's go, and target Sharp Claw Island!"

As the warship braved the wind and waves, Morgan looked at the increasingly clear outline of the island in the distance, walked to Todd's side, and said to him, "There is Talon Island."

The latter thought for a while and said: "Why is the island where Talon lives is called Talon Island, but the island you live in is called Nepe?"

Morgan slapped his hand heavily on the side of the ship, and said in a deep voice: "The island where the Black Skull tribe once lived is called Black Skull Island, but now it has fallen into the hands of Talon, and we have been driven from that island to where we are now. residence."

Todd nodded and said, "I once heard Lev say something about the customs of the North Island. Can you explain to me the fighting and obedience of the North Islanders?"

Morgan thought for a while and said: "In general, you can use two words to describe belief and tradition. Let’s talk about faith first. The people of North Island believe in gods. They believe that the gods live in a place called Asgard. The place of sgard is equivalent to heaven. There is naturally **** in the world under the ground, called Nifheim iflheim. The people of North Island firmly believe that if a man dies in a glorious battle, the soul can enter Valha, the shrine of Asgard in heaven. Pull, the heroic spirits of the warriors will be there to feast, sing, and tell legends. If you are born as a warrior and die in bed, then you are only worthy to enter the underworld and endure the torment of eternity."

"Regarding tradition, the people of North Island live a family life. Parents, children, grandchildren, aunts, nephews and nephews live under one roof. They are loyal to each other. If one member of the family is bullied, the whole family will go to the tribal meeting together to ask for justice. If there is one When a man is killed, his family will probably ask for compensation for money or land. If the tribal assembly thinks they have the right to make such a request, and the murderer’s family happily paid the compensation, then everything will be the same. But if the family of the deceased If they feel that the ruling is unfair, they will kill a member of the other party privately, and retaliate with each other. Endless feuds may become an additional tradition of the ancient family."

"If the enemies meet in the sea, then the North Islanders will abide by the ancient tradition. We will tie the boats together, take a springboard at the bow, and then one by one. Everyone who walks the springboard will face this fate or will each other Kill them all, or die in battle, let your companions avenge yourself. If you feel scared, you can turn around and jump into the sea. No one will hunt down deserters, but those who renounce the qualifications to fight are no different from the dead. From then on, even the family will ignore them. His existence. Therefore, the first line in the bow of the ship is usually the most elite warrior in the tribe."

Todd listened to the other party's narration and nodded slowly.

"Commander in chief! In the woods on the shore, there is a gang of heavily armed soldiers in ambush!" Edgar's yelling interrupted the conversation between the two.

Morgan looked into the distance with some surprise. Talon Island was still 10 kilometers away from the ship, and the scenery in the distance was blurred. How did he find those ambushers? !

Todd looked back at Lev, who was holding his head and shaking like a sieve, and turned his face to Huggins expressionlessly: "Follow the original plan."

The knight nodded, and loudly ordered his men to lift out a sealed wooden box from the cabin. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

I opened the wooden box, then turned over the layers of oiled paper and lime powder, and finally took out six folded cloth bags measuring forty centimeters square.

Huggins pulled out the telescopic belt of the cloth bag and waited for the warship to sail to a place only one hundred and fifty meters from the coast, and ignited the fuse of the explosive bag. The knight grabbed the stretchable strap of the cloth bag with both hands, and his feet began to spin on the spot. Using the strength of the keel's back and the high-speed centrifugal force, the ignited explosive bag was thrown into the woods on the shore by throwing a hammer.

Just when Morgan was at a loss, the explosion sounded from a hundred meters away. The huge shock wave uprooted the trees, blowing the sea water backwards towards the warship.

The black-headed patriarch stood unstable and fell on the deck, watching the mushroom cloud of flames rising in the forest in the distance. A dozen soldiers dropped their weapons and shields and ran out on fire. After burning for dozens of seconds, he finally planted on the beach motionless.

Todd motioned for the warship to approach forward and lowered the springboard.

The commander of the Knights looked at Morgan, who was lying on his side on the deck, and said calmly: "It's time to collect debts." (https://)