The latest website: "Brother, two hundred bamboo and wood longbows, two thousand hardwood arrows, three hundred copper spears...you can only take out these? Don't you have that... 40% spare?..."

"Red-haired tribal brother, this is indeed my greatest sincerity! I don't know how long it will take to fight this time to the west. I have to keep half of the weapons as spares, right?..."

The woodpecker Epeke smiled wryly, holding the talisman of the main **** around his neck, and solemnly swore.

"The lord **** testifies! I really can only get so many weapons! I can give you ten more sets of leather armor, all of which are the private property of my manor. I think this should be enough to exchange for these top-notch mountain goods, plus a few baskets of ordinary It's a mountain..."

"Well... our wilderness tribe never treats brothers badly, and the business is also very fair!"

The red-haired leader Mi Kui stroked his chin and thought about it. He recalled the excited expression of the woodpecker Epeck before, and decided to double the price of the top-level mountain goods he had ordered before.

"Ten pieces of top-notch mountain goods are all obtained from the temple of the holy city. In exchange for you, two hundred bows and two thousand arrows! As for the three hundred copper spears, you go to the cellar to pick ordinary mountain goods, gold ones , silver, and jade are fine, fill three baskets... oh, take four baskets away!..."

As he said that, the red-haired leader Mi Kui tilted his head and looked at the woodpecker Epeck with a guilty conscience. Seeing the "turkey" in the gaudy clothes, his breathing became thicker instantly, and even his voice trembled a little.

"Ten pieces? For ten artifacts? Are you sure?!"

"Well…"

The red-haired leader Mi Kui touched his nose, feeling a little regretful. If I had known earlier, I would have doubled the price. However, it is also due to this guy's knowledge and money. Before, ten bows and one hundred arrows were sold for one top-notch product, but all the passing warriors found it too expensive...

"The lord **** bears witness! Our red-haired warriors will do what we say!... We will deliver the goods tonight, and these ten most expensive items will be yours!..."

"Okay! Okay! That's it, that's it! You don't have to wait until night...it's dark, I'll have the weapons delivered, and we'll trade them in your cellar!..."

The woodpecker Epeck scratched the back of his hand excitedly, feeling the eagerness of the cat to scratch his heart. He greedily glanced at the precious sacrificial utensils in front of him, especially the "Feathered Serpent Mask" from the Toltec era, his face almost crooked with a smile.

"Haha! You are mine... you are mine!..."

Seeing Epeck's hair-raising smirk, the red-haired leader Miku grinned and took a step back calmly. I don't know why this guy is so silly, isn't he the one who should be laughing now? This is clearly a win! …

"Ha ha!"

A win-win deal was reached, the two laughed together for a while, and when they looked at each other again, they were particularly pleasing to the eye. The red-haired leader Mi Kui stretched out his hand and invited the woodpecker Epeck to eat at the inn, and Epeck happily agreed. But before leaving, he thought about it and solemnly offered his invitation.

"Red-haired tribal brothers, this kind of transaction can be done in the future! We have traded military goods, and we have been ants on the back of a snail since then! ...Actually, I have many friends in Gyeonggi, all of whom are kingdoms. The nobles with military exploits, who were entrusted with large fields and many serfs, and I also have a manor... The large and medium pieces, food, and use that your tribe's flag team needs...we produce all of them!"

"After the transaction is over tonight, I will arrange a few personal guards to bring these mountain goods back to my manor... But I don't have many reliable manpower, so I have to keep leading this battalion leader!... If you can trust me, just Send a few people to help me transport the goods, and go to my manor by the way!...I have a brother at home, so you don't want to set up a stall in the post station in the future, it's too eye-catching!...Leave it to me, I will help you Make a move! The price will definitely be higher than you imagined, much higher!…”

Hearing the woodpecker Epeke's words, the red-haired leader Mi Kui blinked, a little unsure of the other party's intentions. This guy, wouldn't want to trick the brothers into his territory, and then do something wrong, would he? But soon, he readily agreed, anyway, if a member of the flag team dies, he will let the other party pay for his life...

"Witness of the powerful Lord God! Okay, brother! We will send out a few people to help you deliver the goods to your home! As for the manor you mentioned, let's go and have a look... If the price is good, all the mountain goods brought back from the army will be handed over to you. You can too!..."

"Then it's settled! By the way, according to the tradition of your wasteland, shall we swear by blood?"

"Eh? You want to swear on my blood? Are you sure?"

The red-haired leader, Mi Kui, was a little surprised. Looking at Epeck, who was not good at fighting, but knew a lot, his face showed seriousness for the first time.

"Brother! Witnessed by the ancestors! If you break the blood oath... you will never die..."

"Of course! Since we are going to do great things, we must trust each other! Come! I will swear a blood oath with you and become a true brother! And those who betray their brothers will fall into the abyss with their souls and be eaten by wolves after death !..."

"Okay! That's great! Bring the stone knife! We'll do it here while it's the last day!..."

The setting sun fell into the mountains and rivers, taking away the last bright red and light. And a solemn and brief blood-taking ceremony was also quietly announced in the corner of the post station. Woodpecker Epecker's palm was wrapped in a white cloth, revealing some blood red faintly. And the same is true for Mi Kui, the red-haired leader next to him. Afterwards, the two walked side by side intimately, walked into the longhouse in the center of the post station, called each other's clansmen and personal guards, and gathered together to talk, laugh, eat and drink.

"Come on! Brother Woodpecker, this is the station master and a retired warrior from our Black Wolf Legion, Zu Shazi!"

The red-haired leader Mi Kui dragged a tall red-haired hunter over with a wine bowl. The red-haired hunter was strong, with scars all over his face and body, but he had a limp and couldn't walk fast.

"What? The postmaster? What's his name? Zu Shazi?"

The woodpecker Epeck drank the fruit wine and ate the stewed goose meat in large chunks. He can't hold too much alcohol, and after drinking a little, his face turns red and his tongue grows bigger.

"Hi! And something called sand?"

"Yes! This name is so common, the wasteland is full of sand... When he was a few years old, he encountered a severe cold wave. The whole tribe migrated in the cold wave, but in the sand there was no food, no firewood, and everything was frozen Dead... Our tribe doesn't have anything to eat, but we can survive better than them, so we have something to eat..."

The red-haired leader, Mi Kui, drank so much that he didn't have a doorman, and he talked about everything.

"The old man in the clan said that when he took Ding Zhuang to pick up the corpse and came back, he found that the child was dead, and he was still breathing... He fed him broth, hey! He survived!...Because he picked up the dead body in the sand. Yes, it is called Zusha, the sand of the ancestors..."

"Later, he was really tough! When we went south, we fought so many battles. Every time he rushed to the front, he couldn't die. The tribal priest said that he had the soul of a tribe's ancestors in him. Every time he was about to die, There was an ancestor who died for him. And whenever his legs fail, that is when the ancestor told him that you have no one to protect you, you can’t charge any more, and you will die if you charge any more!…”

"Sure enough, after he surrendered to the Great Chief with us, he fought all the way against the Tekos in the south, the Tlaxcalans in the east, the Mixtec in the southeast, and the Totonacs in the east... so much I have fought many times, but I have never been injured. As a result, in Wushan City, when I attacked the rebellious seaside tribes in the rear, I just fought with hundreds of rebels, and I injured my ankle. If you can't catch up with the brigade's march, then you have to retreat!... But it's not bad to guard this station, and you don't have to worry about eating and drinking..."

"Fuck you! Not bad? Not bad what!"

Hearing this, Zu Shazi, who had been depressed all the time, finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stomped his lame leg vigorously, and cursed angrily.

"The ancestors looked at me, but I didn't even look at them! I ran all my life and fought so many battles, but instead of dying on the battlefield, I came back with a limp?! This coyote can't run, and can't go hunting I’m just guarding a house every day, and it’s hard to go to the woods...I’ve never seen such a disabled person in the wasteland! What’s the point of being alive?”

"Hey! Sha, you are still not happy to be alive? So many brothers died in battle, and you survived, it is all the arrangement of the ancestors! The priest of the tribe has prophesied to you a long time ago..."

The red-haired leader, Mi Kui, was drunk, shouting loudly and laughing.

"Don't complain! If you were left in the wilderness, you wouldn't be able to survive! But here, everyone settles down, there is no shortage of food, and you can't die even if you want... You are at this station Stay at ease! Maybe, you will live longer than us... That's right! Remember to teach your archery skills to those newborn children of the flag team... Now these little guys have a better life and have special I have a hunting bow, but my shooting skills are not good... I can't hit a target that is so close without moving!..."

"I think when we were young, we held a tattered bow and a tattered arrow. I don't know what's going on, that is, we can hit it! Throw a cactus fruit into the sky, and it can be shot three times before it falls. !...I see, these new useless children will have to carry farm tools and bow their heads to farm..."

Hearing this, the lame Zu Shazi let out a long sigh, the scars on his face trembling. He also drank a glass of wine, took a few sips of goose meat soup, and shook his head vigorously.

"Isn't that right! There is a lot of food, and everyone is desperately giving birth to children like in the wasteland. There are more and more babies in the flag team. In just a few years, they have all given birth to a bunch! On the wasteland, there are four births and four deaths. Three, only the strongest can survive... This is a good place, and most of them can survive, but I can see that the courage and skill are obviously not good enough... but they learn to grow faster than us..."

"I think back then, when we were seven or eight years old, a few people took broken bows and stone knives, and went to find the old wolf who had left the wolf pack... followed for several days, and then hunted and killed, skinned, and ate the meat half-raw It's sizzling, my face is covered with blood..."

"Hey! You said wolf hunting, I remembered it too! That time, I seemed to be hungry for four days before I ate the meat. It was not cooked, but it was really delicious!... Now the tribe has no worries about food, I've never eaten something so delicious..."

Two middle-aged red-haired hunters~lightnovelpub.net~ drank wine, drunk, and talked about the memories of the wasteland. The expressions on their faces changed from sigh to laughter, but there were no tears. And the woodpecker, Epeck, was sitting next to him, warming up a warm bonfire, and listening quietly.

He listened to the tribe's past, which was difficult in his sleep and never imagined. He also listened to the current situation of the tribe, which was a richness that the two red-haired hunters never imagined when they were young.

As for the future of the tribe? No one can tell right now. But the woodpecker Epeck thinks that one day, these wild wilderness tribes will settle down completely, just like the vibrant villages of Prepecha Mintun, and they will no longer be able to tell each other apart.

"Vigorous, all things are competing... The first generation of settled tribal banners are wolves that have been floating on the wasteland for decades. The guidance of the village priests... Within a few generations, they will assimilate with the people of the kingdom and convert to the Lord God from the bottom of their hearts!... And the descendants of the glue people will continue to expand and grow..."

"Perhaps this is the future of the tribal flag team!..."