The Salt Mountain Tribesmen attack was led by Qi Hao himself.

  Qi Hao told his father and the priest that he was the one who started it, so it was up to him to finish.

  No one doubted his intentions of demanding leadership. Everyone knows that he is vindictive and respectful, and that there is no calculation.

  His father, Qi Gui, immediately waved his hand in agreement with his plea and asked him to bring out a thousand men, fifty of whom were 5th rank warriors.

  When Qi Hao found out that his father had not hesitated to wave to him a thousand people, he also breathed with a sigh of relief.

  The priest confirmed that his brother was indeed cursed by their father. He knew that his impression of Qi Gui was very successful. At least Qi Gui would not kill him easily even if he scolded him for his incompetence, for he was more obedient and a strong warrior.

  Sometimes he wonders if Qi Yuan's poor performance of force is also a way of self-protection. Just as he showed recklessness and wisdom.

  He doesn't feel that his wisdom is really inferior to Qi Yuan's. He just chose a single direction to develop, and he thinks that everything he did is OK, even a little triumphant.

  Wait till he gets stronger, wait till Qi Gui gets old……!

  Qi Hao had arrived at the salt mountain a day and a half ago, and he was not surprised to see a man in it. He had long thought that the Jiu Yuan, who had helped the Salt Mountain Tribesmen, could not have helped them to report the news together. They had that big bird with a human face and could surely fly faster than them.

  Qi Hao demanded that the team be divided into two branches, looking for traces along the edge of the dense forest. His purpose had not yet been achieved, and he did not intend to return so soon.

  Yuan Zhan intended to attack the Moer-Gan brigade and was stopped by Yan Mo.

  Yan Mo is also helpless, because The Guide, their actions will have to become extremely passive.

  Although they've played against The Moer-Gan, The Moer-Gan is here to attack The Salt Mountain Tribesmen, not The Jiu Yuan, and The Guide hasn't counted The Salt Mountain Tribesmen as Jiu Yuan People. If they took the initiative to attack the Moer Gans, Yuan Zhan will pull the big attacks and once more than five people are hurt, the Guide will calculate SCUM VALUE.

  According to the news from the scouts, although they can't count, according to their description, The Moer-Gan will not have fewer than 500 warriors this time.

  This is a big problem. He not only taught Yuan Zhan himself, but also Meng and his three students. He taught them the primary training method himself. Later, he just wanted to win the hearts and minds of the people. He probably taught a few more people himself, and if all these man-made killings will be counted on him.

  Yan Mo can't help muttering, "Guide, guide, can you give a break?"Your main idea is to let me help other creatures and be a good man, but if I help one side, there will surely be enemies from the other side and even more hate from the other side. This is the same as when I help rabbits to deal with wolves. If you calculate SCUM VALUE for me in this way, would I dare to do anything? Or do you want me to do nothing?

  Although Yan Mo knows that The Guide wants him to find a balance, you can protect rabbits, but you also have to consider the survival of wolves.

  But this kind of thing is easy to say and not even saints can do it.

  "What are you muttering about?" Yuan Zhan asked him.

  Yan Mo shook his head. "It's nothing. The Moer-Gan is not our official enemy. If we attack them and cause them too many casualties, we'll be on the wrong side."

  Yuan Zhan doesn't care who's right or who's wrong, but his priest cares about this, and he can't help it. "No sneak attack, if we're facing it, I'm only one person, and I can't protect everyone if they attack us first. Before they find us, we have a better chance of winning.”

  "I know." Yan Mo was too much of a warrior. He could not stand it. "My plan is for you and me to come out and talk to the leader of their team first. If we can let them go, it's best, if we can't, to get them to throw the first punch first. We can do the trap well first, if they turn their faces, we will lead them to the trap.”

  "If I don't, the ancestors will punish you?"

  "Yes."

  Yuan Zhan meditated for a moment, quickly adjusted his plan, gave orders to Shen-Gu and others again, took some time to lay out the trap, let Da-He retreat into the dense forest temporarily with 1,000 people, let Shen-Gu lead 500 people to take him, and then he took Yan Mo to the Moer-Gan People.

  The Moer-Gan side.

  A 5th rank warrior CaiShi ran quickly to Qi Hao. After saluting, he whispered, "Da-Ren, the team heading for the sun side has found traces of trampled grass and trees. The Salt Mountain Tribesmen have entered the dense forest."

  "Oh?" Qi Hao put down the water bag.

  "Da-Ren, shall we follow the trail?"

  "Did you say that the Jiu Yuan People and the 1,500 slaves would follow the Salt Mountain Tribesmen into the dense forest?"

  Cai Shi shook his head. "When the scouts came back, they found a path trampled by a man, but it wasn't very obvious. They entered the dense forest a little. They did find signs of broken branches and trampled on Bush, but it didn't seem that nearly 2,000 people had passed through. If so many people came in together, the traces would be more obvious. Obviously."

  "Qi Shui Da-Ren said that dense forests are dangerous, so let's not easily enter dense forests." Qi Hao spared his life.

  "What shall we do then?" Now the Salt Mountain Tribesmen have escaped into the dense forest. Shall we let them go like this? Wait till Chief asks……

  Qi Hao picked up the fire with a branch and showed a cruel smile. “We know the way, we're taking short cuts, and we're all warriors. We must walk faster than the Jiu Yuan with so many burdens.

  "You mean the 1,500 people of The Jiu Yuan haven't entered the dense forest yet?"

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  "They want to go back to the wilderness and have to walk along the riverbank, which is the hardest way to get lost. If they are not foolish, they will not easily enter the dense forest. And they can help the Salt Mountain Tribesmen enough by reporting to them. How can they bring so many people with them? I thought the Salt Mountain Tribesmen would all depend on the Jiu Yuan and follow the messenger to the Jiu Yuan People, so that we could find the Jiu Yuan People along the trail. Unexpectedly, they went into the dense forest, what a group of fools!!”

  CaiShi did not dare to ask Qi Hao why he want to find the Jiu Yuan People. Didn't they come here to kill the Salt Mountain Tribesmen?

  Qi Hao sneered. “If we can't wait another day for the Jiu Yuan People, we'll go to the riverbank and set fire to the forest along the traces found by the scouts before we leave!”

  "Ah! Da-Ren?" Cai Shi burned more than one tribal residence, but set fire to the forest?

  "This is the edge of the tribe. It doesn't matter if it burns." It was the thought of the Jiu Yuan People who set fire to their tribe that he got this idea.

  Yuan Zhan sneaked with Yan Mo near the Moer-Gan brigade.

  "Did you see that? They're collecting a lot of firewood." Yan Mo stamps Yuan Zhan.

  Yuan Zhan stared at the nearby the Moer-Gan camp and thought, his face changed. "They want to set fire to the forest! Damn it!”

  There are already unwritten rules among the tribes on Jiu Yuan's land. Even if you want to kill the enemy, it is not allowed to set fire to trees and grasslands. If anyone does this, he will be attacked by other tribes on the same land.

  Yan Mo also had a headache. "Although it is the end of spring, the forest is full of water, but if ignited deliberately, even if there is no fuel, it is likely to trigger forest fires. We can't let them do that! Get their leader out!"

  Yuan Zhan patted him on the shoulder and asked him to wait here. His body instantly sank into the soil.

  Qi Hao was sitting by the fire eating meat, while CaiShi and other warrior leaders were reporting to him the news of the scolding and the preparation of firewood.

  "The first scouts followed the trail into the dense forest and did not return. The second group of people went in and came out after a while, saying that the Salt Mountain Tribesmen had made hands and feet in it. There were traces of people walking in several directions, and the Salt Mountain Tribesmen had also made a trap.

  "The Salt Mountain Tribesmen are so cunning! Fire and burn them!"

  "Yes, it's Qi Hao Da-Ren's idea. We shouldn't go into the dense forest and set fire to them directly!"

  Qi Hao was proud, but he had an expression on his face that he had long thought of. "When we leave tomorrow morning, let them ignite again, and remember to let them pay attention to the wind, don't burn the fire over here and have it turn to our place."

  "Yes."

  One of the leaders joked, "Maybe when we come back, we can find a lot of burnt beasts, and let the slaves of the tribe come and carry back all the meat, so that they can eat well this year."

  "Ha-ha!" laughed the other warrior leaders. CaiShi looked at Qi Hao in a good mood and tentatively asked, "Da-Ren, I heard that the messenger of the Three Cities is going to select several warriors from the tribe to the Three Cities? Do you know who you're going to choose?

  Qi Hao glanced at Cai Shi. "What? You want to go to The Three Cities too?

  CaiShi said, "Where are you going Da Ren is where am I, I did hear that the Three Cities envoy seemed to want Qi Yuan Da-Ren to go with him……"

  Qi Hao's face changed. "Who did you hear this from?"

  CaiShi licked her lips and lowered her voice. "My youngest sister was sent to serve the messenger, who liked her very much and told her a lot."

  Other warrior leaders heard that the messenger of The Three Cities was going to choose warriors to go to The Three Cities, and their hearts were full of jealousness. Previously, the tribe also had warriors picked up by the messengers. Although the warriors did not come back, there were rumors from somewhere that the warriors in The Three Cities had become blood warriors above 6th Rank.

  "Da-Ren, the messenger, wants to select people who have awakened their ability at a very young age. The higher the ability is, the younger the age is, and the easier it is to be selected. You don't think about that."

  Qi Hao sneered. How precious are the blood warriors? Although there are some blood warriors in the tribe at present, most of them are awakened after rising to 5th Rank, and some people's blood ability has been hovering only in 1nd Rank or 2nd Rank for many years. It is him, as a 6th rank warrior, blood ability force is only 2nd Rank!

  His father's blood ability might have reached 3rd Rank or higher, but no one knows how high Qi Gui's blood ability is now, since they learned from The Three Cities that they can hide the warrior's marks on their faces.

  And Qi Yuan, everyone knows that his strength is not high, but as far as he knows, Qi Yuan has reached 6th Rank, a 6th rank warrior. If he wakes up the blood of God, will his strength still be weak? Now even the Three Cities envoys are looking at him and want to take him to The Three Cities. Hmm, low force? Who should be fooled?

  CaiShi saw Qi Hao's face was not right. He quickly reassured him, "Da-Ren, you and the messenger Da-Ren have been having a good time too. I think he seems to want to take you to The Three Cities as well. If you go to The Three Cities, don't forget to take me with you."

  Qi Hao couldn't help smiling with complacency. He really got along well with the Messenger this time. If he could be taken to The Three Cities, it would be best if he couldn't…… Qi Yuan's departure is also good for him, for fear that Qi Yuan will become more powerful in the future and come back to grab the position of the Moer-Gan Chief with him.

  It's hard to decide whether to go to The Three Cities to upgrade or stay at The Moer-Gan to kill his father.

  "Da-Ren!"

  "Qi Hao Da-Ren!"

  CaiShi and other leaders suddenly screamed. Qi Hao, who was sitting in front of them drinking water, eating meat and talking to them and then he suddenly sank to the ground and disappeared.

  Not to mention the chaos in the Moer-Gan camp, but the other side.

  Qi Hao never thought that he would suddenly get dark when he was sitting well, and then his body was wrapped in a hard earth ball. He wanted to fight back but he had no chance at all.

  But at last he was not a fool, and immediately thought of the reason for the change.

  Qi Hao opened his mouth to shout but he ate a mouthful of mud. He was sweating all over in a hurry. He didn't want to die like that!

  Qi Hao exerted all his limbs, turned his arm into a sharp object like a whip, and furious pierced the earth ball that had imprisoned him.

  But the earth ball just cracked, and another layer of earth ball wrapped around him. And this time his captors were no longer polite to him, with one chop on the back of his neck and he was knocked unconscious.

  When Qi Hao wakes up again, he saw a glimmer of gold in the hands of the teenager sitting opposite.

  "Bah, bah! What did you do to me?" Qi Hao spits out the dirt in his mouth. The first sentence is to question the teenager. He just saw the teenager's hand leave his face.

  The teenager smiled, "Sealing up your abilities and wake you up on the way." Thanks for his previous research on the blood ability. There are so many people who gave him living specimens. He has basically found acupoints that can seal the ability.

  Qi Hao didn't believe it. He tried to change his arm, but he didn't respond at all. He bowed his head in horror and found himself stuck with a lot of wood thorns.

  "You'd better not move those needles." The teenager warned him, "Don't blame me for your disorderly movement, which leads to the permanent sealing of your abilities."

  Qi Hao dared not move. He dared not even move his body freely. If he hadn't seen and believed what the other person said and done before he would have disregarded the warning, but the other person is the mysterious priest who could make bone objects and break the ancient curse, who is more powerful than Qi Shui Da-Ren.

  When he saw the man in the water, he thought he will either be killed by a spear, drowned, or eaten by The Water God Da-Ren, but he didn't believe that the skin would not have even a single scratch.

  Yuan Zhan went around and sat down beside Yan Mo, smiling friendly to Qi Hao.

  Qi Hao felt that he had seen a poisonous snake spitting out words.

  "Wait a minute!" Don't kill me! I'm not here to be your enemy! Qi Yuan can promise you, and I can promise you, if you need slaves, I can trade with you again! "

  Yuan Zhan smiled when he saw that he did not appreciate his friendliness. "Can you provide a boat?"

  "…… Yes. And I can swear I won't pursue you again! We can work together like you and Qi Yuan!"

  Yan Mo is amused. Does this man feel he's on the upper hand in this time and situation? Swearing not to pursue them again? Is there a way you can catch up with The Jiu Yuan and I would welcome you to try!

  After a "difficult" communication with Qi Hao, Yan Mo and Yan finally understood what he meant.

  The leader came to find them by following the Salt Mountain Tribesmen, hoping to re-establish friendly cooperation with them. Qi Hao replaced Qi Yuan to trade red salt with The Jiu Yuan. It would be better if there were bone objects.

  "My father hates you very much now. Qi Yuan dares not ignore him. If you want to trade slaves with red salt in the future, it is impossible to do it through Qi Yuan, but I can help you. Without yousending the red salt to The Moer-Gan, I can send a boat upstream to the river to trade with you, so you don't have to worry that my father will break our deal.”

  Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo were speechless, and the tone of the man seemed as if they would immediately thank him for promising.

  "You have a good idea, but why do you think that if you put it forward, we will agree?" Yan Mo smiled temperamentally. "What benefits can you offer compared to Qi Yuan?"

  Qi Hao also felt a bit unbelievable. You all fell out with me The Moer-Gan. Now, I ason of Chief came to tell you that I would like to trade secretly with you. Shouldn't you feel lucky and honored?

  "You caught me, but you didn't do anything with the warriors. You probably didn't want to kill all the trade relations with the Moer-Gan. If you kill me, my father will know it's your hand! No one else in this land can kill me so easily except you, a high-ranking god-blood warrior, and my men will think of you when they see me sinking into the soil.”

  Yuan Zhan said lightly, "So what if your father knows? As you said, The Moer-Gan and The Jiu Yuan are already hostile.”

  "But we haven't reached real blood feuds yet! If you kill me, my father and The Water God Da-Ren will not let you go, even if the journey is long, they will revenge me! Do you want to be attacked by several tribes?”

  Qi Hao almost made use of all the wisdom he had accumulated in his life to date, and went on quickly: "But if you let me go, you can't come back to the Moer-Gan to participate in the market, but my Moer-Gan won't be a deadly enemy with you, and you can continue to trade with us with red salt. If, if you let me go and trade the red salt with The Moer-Gan after swearing with the soul of war, I can still find some ways to get you some tortoises from boats and tugboats. By the way, I won't take the bone objects that belong to our Moer-Gan.”

  Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo did not take Qi Hao's threat seriously, but they were both heartened by what he finally said could provide ships and turtles.

  If it wasn't really helpless, how could they want to build another tribe elsewhere when The Jiu Yuan was unstable?

  Yan Mo asked Yuan Zhan with his eyes: What do you say?

  Yuan Zhan rubbed the mustache on his face and borrowed a knife from Yan Mo.

  Yan Mo was not angry to throw The Guide to his surgical bone knife to his opponent. He clearly gave a man a small bone knife to shave his beard. This guy doesn't need it. He has to borrow one from him every day. What's wrong with that?

  Yuan Zhan took the scalpel and instead of shaving it, pointed it at Qi Hao. "Since you're so important, how much can you trade you and your father for boats and turtles?"

  Qi Hao didn't want his father to know what he was going to do, nor did he want his folly caught to be seen by Tribesmen. He immediately answered honestly, "If you kill me, my father will surely revenge me. But if you take me to trade boats and turtles with my father, he will not give you a single piece of wood, only when I am dead, and then revenge you."

  "How many ships and turtles can you supply?"

  "Up to five, more will be found." Qi Hao, fearing that the two men were too few, hastily added, "Each boat can transport about 30 people. You can camp by the river and catch hunts nearby. I will not tell the tribe about this. You can transport people back and forth several times, and you can finish it before winter."

  Yan Mo calculates that 1,500 people plus the Salt Mountain Tribesmen can send all the people to The Jiu Yuan in about twelve trips. If Qi Hao is credible, it's also a good way.

  Qi Hao looked at the faces of the two men. "But…… I need a reason to use a boat, and I can't ship you in vain. I don't want much. As long as you arrive at your Jiu Yuan, you can send me a boat of red salt.

  Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo look at Qi Hao together. Where on earth does this person come from? Having feared that they would kill him, we are now talking to them about conditions. Twelve ships of red salt? Think again!

  "Hey-! Mo-Mo, where are you? Come on! There are many long haired Two Legged Monsters! The hairless Two Legged Monsters can't beat them! There's only one who is bigger!” Jiu Feng's angry cry came from the dense forest.

  Yan Mo rose to his feet, and knew that the one thousand men who entered the jungle were in trouble. ——