I have a cave of evil

When Santa came back from hunting, Zhu Yao quickly pulled him into the house, spread out the map, and talked about his discovery and thoughts just now.

Santa agrees very much: "You are right, you must not let this place become a battlefield for three parties, that will turn the village we worked so hard into ruins, and without houses, it will be difficult for the villagers to survive this winter. "

"But with just the two of us, we can only deal with one tribe in a short period of time, and it is difficult to face the remaining two tribes." Santa was a little worried.

The strange individual of the Wutu people is indeed a headache, and a little carelessness will make people overturned.Calculated according to the ratio of 100:1, there are at least three strange individuals in each Wutu tribe.

[Spirit God Lock Life Art] has expired, and the fatal wound cannot be healed.Last time, his arm was almost cut off by the bronze sword, which made Santa put away his contempt for the Wutu people.

"No, I'm the only one going this time, and you continue to be in charge of the tribe." Zhu Yao said confidently.

Santa hesitated: "Your injury..."

"It's nothing serious. It just so happens that my lord gave me a new servant. I'll go and try the power." Zhu Yao conceived a very feasible plan in his mind.

"Then be careful yourself, if the situation is not right, run back, and I will take care of you."

"..."

It's beyond my expectation that you promised so simply.

Santa looked down at the map and pondered for a moment, then asked, "Which tribe are you going to attack first?"

Zhu Yao stretched out his hand and pointed, "Dark Sun Tribe."

"Why them?" Santa pointed to another part of the map, "Obviously the Fortress tribe is the closest to us."

The Wutu people of the Dark Sun tribe have a black circle drawn on their chests; the Greenskin tribe likes to smear green juice on their skin; the Fortress tribe has the most buildings, and the three tribes have their own characteristics.Based on this, Zhu Yao named them Dark Sun, Green Skin, and Fortress.

"Look, the Dark Sun Tribe is far away from the two tribes. What happens, the other two tribes can't know immediately, lest they take precautions in advance. Then look again, I remember I told you before, to get rid of the Dark Sun Tribe , Open up the water channel."

Pointing to the river behind the Dark Sun Tribe, Zhu Yao said: "At that time, I was very worried about the water source, because our daily drinking water came from the nearby creek, and when the cold winter came, the creek would be frozen and cut off, causing water shortage. , But then I thought of turning snow into water, in fact, we don’t lack drinking water in winter, and I was injured, so I put this matter aside for the time being.”

Santa nodded: "I have an impression of what you said."

"So this time, this matter is also resolved." Zhu Yao continued: "The Fortress Tribe has too many buildings. Although it looks messy, the defense effect is not low. It is difficult to guarantee that there are no traps. It is more dangerous than the Dark Sun Tribe. "

"The Greenskin tribe is located between the two. When a war occurs, it is easy to alarm the other two tribes. According to the intelligence of the Wutu people, they may start a war immediately after being frightened. Then our plan will fall short."

The corners of Santa's mouth curled up, he nodded again and again, and praised: "The way you looked just now reminded me of the war priest of the Warcry Tribe. Hit back."

War priest?What kind of priest is this?

Zhu Yao showed doubts, and Santa smiled and explained: "Strictly speaking, the war priest is not an orthodox priest. He is the oldest and most accomplished warrior in the tribe. After he is old, although he can no longer carry weapons, But the rich combat experience is still there, and as he grows older, he becomes more and more sophisticated. So the chief set up this position. Before each battle, the chief must listen to the plan of the war priest. Later, the war priest became more and more powerful. More and more came and formed the War Priests, and the battle of the Warcry Clan became more and more smooth, until... alas!"

Good guy, the modern staff system.

As expected of a barren continent where wars raged everywhere, the development of battles was fast.

Santa's expression was a little silent, and he thought of the blood head tribe again.It has almost become Santa's nightmare, and every time he thinks about it, he will be frustrated.

"Uncle, don't be discouraged. I once said at the dusk sacrifice that the hatred of the blood head will never be forgotten in ten generations. The hatred that cannot be undone by one generation will be repeated by the next generation. Sons have grandchildren, grandchildren have sons; sons have sons, There are sons and grandchildren; descendants and grandchildren are infinitely scarce. Revenge is not over until one party is destroyed."

"Never forget it for ten lifetimes." Santa sighed, "It's easy to say."

People have cheered up.

……

Large clouds float in the sky, covering the moonlight for a while, making the night dark, and flying away for a while, brightening the world.

Zhu Yao hid in the bushes not far from the Dark Sun Tribe, looked at the sky, and smacked his lips: "It is said that the moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of killing people. In today's night, God does not want to do evil! Well, it would have been I didn't want to fight tonight."

He lightly poked the long horn beside him, and said solemnly: "Do you remember what I entrusted to you?"

Changjiao was wearing a messy wig at this time, and only a few pieces of broken animal skin covered the key parts of his body. There was a big black circle on his chest, and his face was full of reluctance.

Seeing Zhu Yao's face pulled down, Changjiao nodded hastily.

Zhu Yao encouraged Changjiao, "Very well, take it easy. There are so many Wutu people in the tribe, they won't find you. You just follow the example of those Wutu people who can't use their brains, wander around in the tribe, find Strange individuals, remember their characteristics and numbers, come back and report to me."

"When you come back, I will let you eat as much meat as you want."

As soon as he heard that there was meat, the eyes with long horns lit up.Because he is a native of Wutu, Zhu Yao treats everyone equally without coming up. Changjiao’s food is only slightly better than that of his companions chained outside the village. Every day is grass, leaves and tree roots, and occasionally he can pick up some leftover soup and water.

Zhu Yao gently pushed the long horn down, the long horn hesitated, and walked very slowly step by step, but soon, the long horn's pace resumed its usual speed, and walked towards the Dark Sun Tribe.

What he didn't see was that a hazy ball of light was clinging to his back and leaving with him.

Zhu Yao squatted in the bushes, with a stern face and dark eyes: "Come on! Changjiao, let me see your determination. Do you want to return to the dirty life of the Wutu people, or choose to follow the footsteps of the corpse tribe?"

"Live or die, it all depends on your choice."

Not far ahead, there are buildings made of messy rubbish one by one, without any layout. Most of the Wutu people are sleeping on the ground, and a few energetic ones are making people. There are three fires in the middle of the building, burning red flames. The barren near the fire looked stronger.

Changjiao stood outside the tribe, his legs were trembling, and he dared not enter the Dark Sun tribe for a long time.

"Being found...will die..."