A Perfect Martial God

They also sent food to the Aborigines for three consecutive days. The food for these three days was either white rice and wine jars, or roast meat and other delicious food. The reaction of the aborigines became stronger and stronger.

When the logistics officer put the food into the boat and had not untied the rope, some aborigines slowly walked out of the woods and stretched their necks to look around.

When the rope of the boat was untied and the boat drifted to the beach, these Aborigines were a little impatient, and some even ran to the beach to wait.

The food on the boat with straight eyes was covered with water from the mouth.

As soon as the boats landed, a new scene appeared.

Instead of plundering for food, the natives, who were waiting on the shore, resisted the impulse of their hearts, got together and carried away with their boats, and finally disappeared in the woods.

"What's going on? Why did these aborigines take the boats away?" Some people are puzzled to ask the master of fufu.

"It's obvious that the food is delivered continuously without poisoning. The delicious food has already alarmed the aboriginal high-level people. Those boats should be carried to the aboriginal high-level." Cao Fu Zong admired Zhou Han for this move. Although he said that these aborigines had the advantage of geographical location, Zhou Han could make the senior officials of the aborigines gradually take the bait.

As the saying goes, catch the king before catching the thief. If Zhou Han finds a chance to subdue the high-level leader of the aborigines, tut Tut, maybe this is also a soldier who won't fight against Qu people.

"The God of war is the God of war. I think that tomorrow, the aboriginal high-level will show up on their own initiative, and then reassess the purpose of the fleet." Someone said.

"It shouldn't be so fast. I think it will be delivered several times."

"It's a good way for the aborigines to take care of the chess in the early and late days

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There was a surge of confidence.

The face was only slightly surprised to see the scene in the scene. I didn't expect that the new kid could still play this game, but he wanted to poison the aborigines. Hehe, he couldn't succeed.

Although these aborigines look like uncivilized savages, human beings have specially made them a chieftain with considerable wisdom. Every time we send food, we will test the poison secretly. We won't give Zhou Han a chance.

"How many more deliveries, general?" Asked the adjutant, watching the natives carry the boats away.

"We'll continue to deliver them. How many times we need to send them depends on the situation." Zhou Han said calmly, "however, next can't send white flower rice, wine jar and barbecue do not send."

"What do you give me?" The adjutant asked.

"Send coarse grains, such as wowowotou, coarse cereals, steamed bread, etc., without any fine food, and all inferior food, and do not add any salt seasoning." Zhou Han Dao.

"Send coarse grain?" The adjutant didn't understand. Would the Aboriginal people dislike giving coarse grain? Would they not be cheated in the future?

"Just do what I say." Zhou Han didn't explain that coarse grain was still delicious for those aborigines, but it didn't enjoy the white rice and barbecue wine jars.

This person, after all, has ideas.

When you eat something good, you will remember it. Once you can no longer eat this thing, you will have a desire, then Zhou Han will face two possibilities.

The first possibility is that the aborigine couldn't bear it, so he came out of the island and took the initiative to attack the fleet in order to seize the fleet's food.

Once the aborigines lost their geographical conditions, they would really become a group of mobs, and Zhou Han could quickly seize the opportunity to hit them.

Of course, this possibility is very small, and for Zhou Han, there are also very great limitations. If the aborigines can not all go out, then he can not do it.

Because once we start, we can't completely destroy the aborigines. If the rest of the Aborigines have been shrinking in the forest, then Zhou Han will have to attack hard.

Once you attack, you don't have to think about the consequences.

Therefore, the second possibility is very big, that is, negotiation between the two sides.

Although the little and the Cao Fu Zong fought with the aborigines on the island twice, they did not see their leaders.

If you want to win this war, you must know yourself and your enemy. Zhou Han needs to find out what kind of urine the aboriginal leader is, what weaknesses he has, and what he is good at. Then he can apply the right medicine to the case, and then he can get twice the result with half the effort.

As for the poison, ha ha, it's just the best way.

The next day, the food for the logistics officer was not ready, but many of the aborigines had gathered to the shore to wait.

Obviously, yesterday's food was not poisonous and delicious, which made the aborigines and their leaders very happy. They couldn't wait to get the delicious food again.

Perhaps, this may also give a mistake, that is, these aborigines are slowly losing their vigilance.

But if you take a closer look, you can still see the clue.Although the aborigines gathered on the beach can't wait and salivate, their number is only a few hundred, which is only a small part of the 10000 people Aboriginal base.

Obviously, this is the rough and meticulous arrangement of the aboriginal leader. He did not lose his vigilance, on the contrary, he was more vigilant.

Because he knew that the other party came all the way to give them food.

Behind the ship's food was a plot against them.

"General, look at these aborigines. They can't wait to get into the waist deep water and wait." The adjutant pointed to Zhou Han.

"Well, I see. By the way, how many boats have been prepared by the logistics officer today?" Zhou Han asked.

"Ten." The adjutant replied.

"Go, pass me on. Five boats is enough." Zhou Han added, "one boat will be reduced every day."

"Why reduce one boat?" The adjutant did not understand.

"Ha ha, the food is getting worse and worse, and the quantity is less and less. I think they can't bear it." Zhou Han chuckled casually. His feeling told him that although these Aborigines were savage and dull in mind, their leader was a cunning guy. This game should be played slowly and not in a hurry.

In fact, the biggest drawback of the failure of Fuzong was that he was too eager to succeed.

Maybe Cao Fu Zong's way of bombing the water source is correct, but they should think of a way to make the army retreat smoothly and avoid the anger of the aborigines. Then he may win the war.

"Well, the general is shrewd." The adjutant went in a hurry.

The coarse grain of the five boats drifted to the beach along with the current, and before it reached the shore, it was intercepted by the aborigines.

The aborigines saw that the food this time was a bit different. Not only was the color not very good-looking, but also the smell was much lighter, which was not as good as the baihuahua rice and barbecue wine jars in the past few days.

Several aborigines tentatively grabbed a nest head and put it into their mouths.

With a frown, several Aborigines were about to spit out immediately, because they felt that the taste was too bad, and it seemed that something was wrong.

But after chewing for a while, they stopped the urge to spit out the food, which meant that although it was a little worse, it seemed to be better than what they ate on the island. It was also delicious.

After a few aborigines tried it, they still cheered and carried the boat back.

The next time, the fleet logistics officer obeyed Zhou Han's order and reduced one ship a day.

Seeing that the food was less and less each time, the aborigines expressed their perplexity and dissatisfaction.

I don't understand. It's just that the food is getting worse and worse. How can the quantity be less and less.

But it's better to have something than nothing. The Aborigines still get the food back.

Time to the sixth day, that is, yesterday only sent a boat of coarse food.

Early in the morning, Zhou Han gave an order: "no more food."

"No, what's the trouble?" Tang Qingshan was puzzled.

"Don't you see that the Aborigines have become more and more dissatisfied with the less and less food. Now they simply don't give them away. I think these aborigines will not know each other and come to contact with them on their own initiative." Cao Fu Zong said.

"Well, those aborigines may be able to endure for a day or two, but they are determined not to endure for too long. Maybe there will be disputes within them. Some of them advocate contacting the fleet, others are against it. Maybe they will fight against each other. " Said the girl in green of Penglai holy land.

"Yes, strong ships and strong guns are powerful, but the enemy can often have a clear understanding of this and will unite as never before. However, this conspiracy wrapped in delicious food can often make people lose their sober minds Cao Fu Zong said, "but you can see that the aboriginal leader has not appeared yet. Obviously, this is a very careful and cunning guy. Zhou Han wants to win this battle. It is estimated that this is the beginning, but it is still early."

"The supplies of the fleet can only last for three months. If Zhou Han can't take the island within three months, what can he do with the aborigines on the island?" LAN Fei questioned.

"Ha ha, don't you see Zhou Han with a plan in mind? Maybe it doesn't take three months. It's estimated that Zhou Han can handle those aborigines in one month." Cao Fu Zong said.

"Ha ha, let's wait and see." The mood was high.

And the huge face, the expression is still not a bit loose, he believes that he decorates the chief, has been careful to guard against, can not give Zhou Han a chance.

On this day, early in the morning, those aborigines could not wait to wait on the beach, although the food was less and less, but they could get less and less.

They ate the food from the fleet, and they had no desire for the food they had eaten.

However, to their dismay, they waited from morning to noon and did not see the fleet delivering food to them.Then they waited from noon until the sun set, and the fleet still did not deliver food to them.

This makes them do not understand, this is less and less food, not delicious is just, why not send now?

Although the aborigines don't understand, their tummy is getting worse and worse. It's hard to feel.

The sun is setting, the moon is rising, and the night is getting darker. The aborigines on the beach are still staying, waiting for the fleet to deliver food.

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