totem god system

Chapter 393
Looking at the hundred people in front of him, Xiaobai narrowed his eyes, slowly grasped the hilt of the sword behind him, and pulled out the sword with a single stroke.

When Xiaobai drew his sword like this, the slaves in the wilderness were immediately frightened. They didn't understand what Xiaobai meant, and they all backed away in horror.

The two-handed sword pierced the ground and stood in front of Xiao Bai.

"What are you hiding?" Xiaobai looked at the wilderness slave who had retreated far away and asked in confusion.

Don't you understand what to hide? !
The selected wilderness tribesmen roared in their hearts, wondering why they suddenly drew their swords to scare people.

They only dared to shout in their hearts, but they were very honest on the surface, and walked back cautiously.

With his hands behind his waist, Xiaobai stood upright, looking at the cowering slave in front of him who was a little cowering.

"What are you afraid of?" Xiao Bai asked.

The slaves in the wilderness did not dare to make a sound, and each of them lowered their heads and counted the grass on the ground.

There was faint laughter from the crowd, and a few wilderness slaves who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal had a hippie smile on their faces.

Xiaobai turned his head to look, his eyes were extremely indifferent, and a sea of ​​corpses and blood flashed in his eyes.

Although the terrifying scene only passed away in a flash, the laughing slaves in the wilderness were drenched in cold sweat, and quickly lowered their heads, trembling all over.

The knights glanced at the slaves indifferently, but said nothing. They were already familiar with Xiaobai. Seeing Xiaobai's behavior, he knew that he probably made a big move, and it was not easy to step forward to make trouble at this time.

"Do you know why you are standing here?" Xiao Bai asked the wilderness slave in front of him.

"know."

"To be a warrior."

……

The wilderness slaves replied in twos and threes.

"Look at the way you look now, do you look like a soldier?" Xiao Bai curled his lips in disdain and said sarcastically.

warrior?

Cavaliers, look at me, I look at you, shrugging, not knowing what the boss is going to do.

Hongmane Yanglie separated from the crowd and came to Xiaobai's side. He glanced at Xiaobai suspiciously, and then at the wilderness slaves standing in front of him. The boss didn't tell him about the choice of fighters. What's the situation now? do not know either.

"From tomorrow onwards, you will also start training, starting from the simplest!" Xiao Bai shouted.

"Yes..." The wilderness slaves replied sparsely.

"Did you eat it, or did you drink it, did you have high blood sugar, or high blood pressure, and you didn't even have the strength to shout?" Xiao Bai asked coldly.

"Yes!" Facing those squinting eyes, the slave in the wilderness shuddered instantly, stiffened his neck, and responded with the loudest voice.

"Get out, get up early tomorrow, training!" Xiaobai waved his hand.

The slaves in the wilderness dispersed one after another as if they had received an amnesty.

The others looked blank, is this the end?Just say these two sentences?

The problem is that they can understand these words, but they don't know what to do.

The slaves dispersed, but the knights surrounded them.

"Boss, what's the situation?" Hongmane Yanglie asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing, I just plan to train a group of soldiers." Xiaobai shrugged, returned to his usual appearance, and said with a smile.

"Train soldiers? Just them?" Hongmane Yanglie pointed at the departing slaves in surprise.

"That's right, they are the only ones." Xiao Bai nodded seriously.

"They are wilderness people, they are slaves, boss." Hongmane Yanglie smiled wryly. No one in the grasslands knows that the wilderness people are the most troublesome. They have no sense of honor, no sense of mission, no sense of responsibility, and they are especially prone to betrayal.

Deceit, betrayal, repentance, etc. are common things for wilderness people, and the grassland people will keep a hand when they are used as slaves, let alone train them to be warriors.

The Red Maned Horse Tribe was able to successfully tame these wilderness slaves, which is the credit of the barbarians, otherwise they would not have dared to keep so many slaves by their side, and they might have their heads cut off by the rebellious wilderness slaves while they were sleeping.

"Whether it can work or not, we have to try to know." Xiaobai said.

"But..." Hongmane Yanglie wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Xiaobai reaching out his hand.

"When I rescued you back then, did you ever think about today? Did you ever think that you could ride horses across the wilderness? Did you ever think that you could revive your gods?" Xiao Bai asked three times.

"..." Hongmane Yanglie stopped talking immediately, and the facts were right in front of his eyes.

"Everyone has their own position, and when they find their own position, they can exert unimaginable power." Xiao Bai said slowly with his hands behind his back.

Hongmane Yanglie couldn't understand Xiaobai's words, his knowledge was not enough for him to understand, but he felt that what Xiaobai said was very profound, so he nodded his head half understanding.

"Don't pretend you don't understand, just ask if you don't understand." Looking at Hongmane Yanglie's expression, Xiaobai knew that he didn't understand what he said.

"I don't understand!" Hongmane Yanglie replied very simply, looking at Xiaobai expectantly, waiting for him to explain to himself.

"If you don't understand...then think about it more. After thinking about it more, you may still not understand." After Xiaobai finished speaking, he turned and went back to the tent.

Boss, is it really okay for you to be so skinny?

Hongmane Yanglie had a helpless expression on his face. He really couldn't figure out Xiaobai's temperament. Sometimes it was serious and scary, and sometimes it was extremely helpless.

The next day, just after dawn, Xiao Bai opened the tent and came out.

Outside the tent, a hundred wilderness slaves had been waiting for a long time, looking bored.

They don't know how early Xiaobai said, anyway, early is definitely better than late, they got up in the middle of the night, and came to Xiaobai's tent door to wait.

Xiaobai didn't need to rest, so he could clearly feel how many people were outside, but he didn't go out because he just wanted to suffer through these people.

The people in the wilderness are different from the people in the prairie. They advocate the so-called freedom more, but this is not what Xiaobai wants. What Xiaobai needs is their fierceness, not their spirit of advocating freedom.

Boil them, polish them, keep the good qualities and get rid of the dross, so that these wilderness slaves can grow into excellent fighters.

First of all, the first step is discipline. Let them understand the importance of discipline.

When Xiaobai came out, the wilderness slaves looked over one after another.

"What do you look like, stand up!" Xiao Bai roared.

The slaves in the wilderness didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what they were doing, but when they saw Xiaobai getting angry, they were still afraid and stood up quickly.

This standing posture is also annoying, crooked, like a group of hooligans.

Xiaobai's hand stretched out from behind, holding a small white bone stick, and gently patted on the palm.

"Stand still," Xiaobai ordered.

The slaves adjusted it a little bit, but it was still crooked, so Xiaobai smiled, and walked forward with the small bone stick, without further words, he just slapped the stick up.

"Oh my god~"

"pain!"

"oops!"

……

A group of slaves were yelled at by Xiaobai, but they adjusted their standing posture.

(End of this chapter)