Give Me the Name of God

After two days of getting along, Manda was finally able to tell the chief's name. His name was Boyuin. His name should mean the man who conquered two bears.

The chief took Manda to two neighboring tribes. Fortunately, these two tribes were not attacked by the Bayers for the time being.

But they were not very friendly to Manda. No matter how the chief communicated, Manda never entered the village.

The missionaries have a strong sense of wariness against foreigners, which is understandable. There is a generational gap between them and most countries in the world, and every contact may bring about deception, plunder, and massacre.

Manda didn't take it to heart. When the war came, the two tribes would definitely regret it. Although Manda started this war, if the soldiers really wanted to learn to stand up, they had to go through this blood and battle. Baptism of fire.

Chief Boyuin was very excited. He cursed the whole way. According to Cheerdan's translation, his general meaning was that if the two tribes came to beg for the protection of Baikuga, Boyuin would stand in the center of the other tribe in front of them. All face conquered their chief.

He also wanted to take Manda to find other tribes. Manda didn't want to waste time. The Bayers would send news that one of their troops had disappeared. It was impossible to remain indifferent and they would come to their door soon.

But when the enemy comes, will Boyuin and his people be able to protect their homeland?

The answer is clear, they don't.

Before that, all the men who had the courage to resist were killed. The few remaining young men did not have the courage to look directly at Worm. The way they held the knife was not as powerful as the girl Nunu.

By the time the Bayers reach the door, it will be too late. No matter how bad the Bayers are, they still have regular troops, which are much more powerful than a group of primitive people.

It is impossible to improve the combat effectiveness of the tribe in the short term. Most of the battles have to be fought by Manda himself. Counting Medusa, Manda has a total of four combatants. This is obviously not enough. Manda selected from the tribe including the chief. Including seventy men, organized a real army.

These seventy men are the hope of the future of this tribe. Manda equipped them with sophisticated weapons through the Styx Islands and explained advanced tactics to them. They learned quickly, and more importantly, they had many opportunities for actual combat. , which even Manda’s army dare not expect.

Worm has deployed worm silk within a few miles around the tribe. Once a Bayer approaches, Worm will immediately notice it and Manda will immediately organize a battle. As long as the tactics are appropriate, the enemy army with less than 300 people is not a problem at all.

An easy battle had just ended, with less than fifty enemy troops. Manda did not take action. Worm increased the density of worm silk and asked Chuitt to provide appropriate cover. Boyuin led the rest of the battle. His warriors play freely.

Boyuin did quite well. He only lost two men, killed thirty-six of the enemy, captured three alive, and let five go.

He smiled honestly in front of Manda, waiting for Manda's praise.

But Manda was not satisfied with his performance: "You have to know how much advantage you had in the battle just now. First of all, the opponent's movements were restricted by the worm threads, which is equivalent to weakening half of the enemy's combat effectiveness, and you still have an advantage. Taking advantage of the advantage of a sneak attack, a sneak attack is equivalent to doubling the combat effectiveness. In this case, victory is the right thing to do. Next time, you must cherish the lives of soldiers more, your population is too small."

Che Erdan's translation ability was limited, and Boyuin could not understand much. He knew that Manda was dissatisfied, and he also heard Manda complain about the small population.

The small population is a big problem. Baikuga is not satisfied. He must hurry up when he goes back.

It's a pity that there are not many strong men left, and giving good girls to those useless men will not produce strong children.

While Baikuga is still here, let him do more Nunu and leave some good blood to the tribe...

Boyuin was still thinking about the future, and Manda had already begun to interrogate the prisoners. The origins of these people were unusual. They were not looking for missing troops, but for help. They were attacking a tribe called Karnsong, four hundred people. The soldiers attacked for ten days but failed to capture it.

Boyuin was very excited when he heard the name Carnson, and kept repeating one word in his mouth, tough bones.

In terms of blood relationship, Karnsong is a cousin of Beau Ewing, but they are not too close. The chiefs of the tribes who sent the messengers are all relatives and members of the Loraya family. There are two of them in Beau Ewing. His brother is also a chief, but Bo Ewing hates them very much and has little contact with them.

But Boyuin was full of admiration for his cousin. Among the more than seventy chiefs, he was one of the few who dared to stand up and resist.

"Baikuga, I am willing to help them, are you willing to help them? I beg you, I will give you all the best girls in the village."

Thinking of the girl who sent the agent, Manda's scalp tingled. He first promised the agent: "I am willing to help them, but only if they are willing to accept help."

Boyuin slapped his chest hard: "They believe in me, and they must also believe in Baikuga. I will call all the soldiers."

Manda stopped Boyuin: "From now on, your soldiers should not leave the tribe easily, just come with me."

Boyuin took Manda to the Karnsong tribe in the east. Less than a mile away from the tribe, they saw the Baer camp.

Everyone was lurking in the woods, quietly watching the situation in the camp.

Not four hundred people, but seven hundred people. Some people have come to support them. This battle is not easy to fight.

Manda looked solemn, and suddenly heard a sob from Boyuin. He saw his cousin, the chief of the Karnsong tribe.

The old chief with white hair and beard was nailed to a tree. Manda glanced at him and found that there were at least thirty nails on his body.

He died. Not long after his death, several young soldiers were dissecting his body. His internal organs and intestines were everywhere.

"Tough bones..." Boyuin's voice was a little vague. Che Erdan couldn't hear it clearly and couldn't translate it. But looking at the tears on his face, Manda knew what he wanted to express.

"We have to get this tough guy's body back," Manda sighed. "He's such a tough guy, he can't be insulted by these bastards."

Chuitt said: "You can leave this matter to me, but there are too many nails on his body. If he is torn off by force, the body will be broken into pieces."

"Let me help you," Worm moved his fangs and looked at Manda and said, "Your eyes are very useful. Tell me where are the nails?"

"It's easy to talk about the nails, but I'm worried that this tribe won't be able to hold on for long." Manda looked at the camp and noticed that there were many carriages carrying hay. "Didn't it say that the dispatchers all used ice blocks to build their houses? But why? I only saw wooden houses and thatched cottages?”

Cherdan translated Manda's words to Boyuin, who looked confused and said: "Who knows how to make a house out of ice? Can people live in such a house?"

Manda rubbed his brows. It was the fallacy of the rumors again. He visited several tribes. Manda should have noticed this a long time ago, but he was still misled by some inherent impressions in his previous life. The Inuit people in his previous life Houses are indeed made of ice.

"The enemy wants to attack with fire, and he may do it tonight. We need to move faster."

…

At dusk, the Bayer people were having dinner. Their cooking skills were very crude. They used a large earthen pot to boil a pot of snow water and put all the edible things into the pot for cooking.

A soldier ate the wrong thing and ran outside the camp to relieve himself. Chuitt quietly came up behind him, covered his mouth with one hand, and inserted a short knife into his throat with the other hand. The whole process was very careful. There was no blood splattered on the soldier's clothes.

But when dragging the body, Chuitt was careless and accidentally touched the soldier's excrement.

After dragging the body into the woods, Chuitt looked at it with a look of disgust for a long time. There was already a fishy smell on the Bayer's clothes, but after it was stained with excrement, the smell became even more intolerable.

In the end, he changed into Beyer clothes, put on his trademark mustache, and strolled into the camp.

This is Chuitt's extraordinary ability. He is obviously an unfamiliar face, but no one has any doubts about him. He is like a veteran who has been in the army for several years, patting the horse's butt and touching it. Touching the recruits' faces, saying hello to the veterans, and occasionally saying a few foul words made all the Bayers feel that he was part of the camp.

The old chief's body was nailed to a dead tree. Chuitt walked under the tree. All the young soldiers were tired of playing before, and now only one Bayer soldier was left eating.

No matter how rough the Bayer people are, eating next to the corpse is still an unpleasant thing, but he has no choice. His name is Gayuli, who is responsible for taking care of the old chief's corpse.

Chuitt smiled and said, "Are you responsible for guarding the corpse?"

Gayuli raised his head and said, "Who are you?"

Chuwitt said: "I am Lord Grove's subordinate, and I am here to replace you."

There are more than 700 soldiers in the camp. They are from different armies, and it is normal for them not to know each other.

But who is Lord Grove? Never heard of his name.

And the person who succeeded him should be Mu Lav. He and Gayuli were both soldiers of the commander Nigeqin.

Gayuri was about to ask, but suddenly forgot what he wanted to ask. Che Erdan was sweating profusely while hiding in the snowdrift. This distance had already reached the limit of his third-level skill.

Seeing that Gayuri was still suspicious, Chuitt said deliberately: "Can you wait for me for a while, I haven't eaten yet, and I will take over for you after I finish dinner. I really don't want to eat next to the corpse."

"There's no door!" Gayuli stood up and knocked on his wooden bowl. "If you don't want to eat next to the corpse, what does that mean to me? Just stay here!"

Gayuri left, and Chuit stood silently under the corpse, watching the bloody nails being pulled out of the corpse one by one under the traction of worm threads.

Worm was nearby. The weather was very cold, and the insect's joints were probably frozen solid again, but his technique was still sound.

In the blink of an eye, there were only five nails left, and Chuitt was a little nervous because the body was about to fall.

Of course Worm would not make such a stupid mistake. More than a dozen worm threads flew together and tied the body to the tree. The remaining five nails were also pulled out by the worm threads.

The next thing is left to Chuitt.

He breathed into the palm of his hand, rubbed his hands, then took a deep breath and exhaled a cloud of white mist.

The white mist rose slowly, unconsciously covering the bodies of Chuitt and the old chief.

People were coming and going in the camp, but no one noticed this white mist.

The highest level of deception is to make things happen in front of you, but still make you ignore his existence.