You are too extreme

He turned around and ordered those guys with the language and emotions of a kid.

The little devils were still in a mess, and their morale had been severely damaged. They were running around everywhere, but of course there were still some who were more obedient and gathered together.

There are only five heads.

"It seems that your control has declined a lot. Forget it, if you don't want to die, just answer my questions obediently, okay?"

Huzhao, who was already frightened, naturally answered all questions.

"Where are you going?"

He wasn't going anywhere, he was just moving in the direction where there was food. There was nothing to eat in the east, so he had to move to the west.

Huzhao cried and talked about hunger.

"It's more than that."

Dawei's voice sounded, startling him, and the arm grabbing his neck began to tighten.

This made Huzhao so frightened that he frantically begged for mercy.

"Yes, the God of Wind. The God of Wind conveyed his voice through the wind and asked me to take the kid to the west. I am the son of the God of Wind. You cannot kill me!"

"Answer the question honestly and you won't have to die. If you don't, I'll skin you alive!"

"How do you control the imp."

He was abandoned by his adoptive father after his mother died because of his physical disability. Because he was born with the ability to perceive emotions, he successfully integrated into the kid society.

He spent several more years learning their language and was promoted to leader because he was very smart.

Dawei stroked his chin and continued to ask other questions.

This frightened guy talked about everything, allowing him to understand the species groups and ecological environment in that place to the east.

"What a legendary experience. So what do you think I should do with you?"

The direction of movement of this group of brats is northeast.

That location happens to be the territory of King Youxian, and the dark elves happen to be there. Just let them go, as they can cause trouble for them.

As for being retaliated by a kid or something?Dawei was not afraid at all.

These things are really weak.

He can fight in and out with one man and one horse, and even if the number reaches a thousand, he will not be able to make waves.

Let them go and do something for the dark elves.

What's more important is that no matter how hard he kills by himself, he can't kill all these brats.

Chapter 22 Golden Eagle

The little devil king was let go.

Unlike the goblins in the book world, the imps are both male and female and have no interest in women of other races. They are at most mice.

It won't cause much harm.

This kind of weak chicken can be easily solved by even those normal tribes.

In return for letting him go, Huzhao turned over his wealth.

The wolf skin was rough and had countless cuts, and it smelled like a wolf. The skin was not neatly peeled off at all.

This results in some tissue and fat still attached to the thing.

To be useful it needs to be processed.

In addition to the wolf skins, there are also some collected berries in the kid's camp, but most of those things are poisonous.

These guys have little water reserves.

They rely entirely on eating grass to obtain water.

So... Dawei killed a dozen imps and filled a water bag with their blood, not for drinking water, but because he realized that he needed to stay smart.

There isn't much water in the blood.

This thing is for emergencies.

And it solidifies quickly.

The good news is that there are several venomous snakes nearby whose venom can prevent blood from coagulating, and his body's anti-venom can easily resist the venom of the venomous snakes.

He can add a little to keep the blood in the water bag liquid.

In terms of food, the remaining wolf spines are more attractive in the imp camp.

"No matter how you look at it, those guys are a bunch of poor people, and they are not as rich as me."

Dawei controlled the blue horse and continued running eastward.

After King Xiaogui told the information he knew, Dawei felt that the tribes in the southeast lived better than King Youxian's tribe.

After all, the people there are rich enough to support a disabled person for such a long time.

it's here.

Those who were too old, or those with birth defects, were thrown out on the grasslands during the winter when food was scarce.

There are many old people in the tribe.

Or it was because the eagle often dropped prey to keep their food relatively plentiful.

"There's no use thinking about it."

Dawei stopped thinking about the problem and raised his palms to the sky. The raindrops felt wet in his palms.

It started to rain.

It's normal in spring.

"The problem is, how can I sleep when it rains?"

The grassland was completely empty, and there wasn't even a place to take shelter from the rain. I opened my water bag, poured a little bit of the orangutan-smelling blood and put it near my nose to smell it.

The slow brain spins rapidly.

………………

Rain fell from the sky and fell on Ugli's face.

The refreshing rain reminded him of wonderful memories. Not long ago, he and his son enjoyed the joy brought by the rain.

On the ground after the rain, pick mushrooms from the feces.

But now everything has changed.

The rain no longer brings joy, only coldness and pain.

The wounds caused by the dark elf's whipping became even more uncomfortable under the moistening of the cold rain.

The body also began to tremble because of being wet.

These frenzied dark elves locked them outside like animals, only chaining their feet.

Every prairie man was depressed by this disaster.

But they did not give in. Those prairie people who were caught here looked at the dark elves wielding their long whips with hatred.

These damn slave owners wore chainmail, carried machetes, and were 1.8 meters tall.

Although he has a handsome face, he is extremely vicious and cruel.

Anyone who showed a look of hatred would be whipped.

This is how the wounds on Ugli's body came from.

At this moment, he was extremely regretful. He regretted why he did not fight as gloriously as Dawei did, but chose to escape.

"Sir, you don't have to come to this kind of place..."

Before he finished speaking, Anshar's palm touched his face, and the pain made him shut his mouth immediately.

Anshar put his hands behind his back and looked at the locked up slaves.

These people were carefully selected from the slaves of the prairie people.

Each one has a good physique, is over 1.6 meters tall, and has plenty of experience in riding horses.

Moreover, the place where they live is very barren, their personalities are fierce, and they have good courage, so they are a very suitable source of soldiers.

There are just a few people there, only a few hundred people, and there is also a lot of hatred towards them.

But it doesn't matter, dark elves are masters of beast taming.

No matter how naughty or unruly the wild beasts are, they will become obedient and well-behaved in their hands.

He stretched out his foot and kicked the slave owner next to him.

This guy immediately understood what he was going to do next, and he immediately came to the prairie people and shouted loudly.

"Monkeys from the grassland! You have two choices now, either become a warrior of the Singer family, or go to the desert mine to mine!"

"Being a warrior will give you higher rights than other slaves."

“You can also fill your stomach!”

"If you pass the training, your family can live with you!"

"But if you go mining in the desert, your family will also go together. There is no light there, only deep mines!"

The slave masters kept threatening, making these guys make a choice.

They looked at each other, and after weighing the pros and cons, they chose to surrender for the sake of their families.

"very good!"

"Then from today on you will be the Mamluks of the Chanting Family!"

The rain wasn't heavy, but she heard the sound in the wind.

Anshar pulled out the scimitar in her hand without hesitation, turned her head and cast her sharp gaze towards the sky.

It was obviously a dark night, and there was obviously no moonlight.

But she could see that thing very clearly, the golden feathers, the majestic eagle, and the sharp claws.

A golden eagle.

The sacred creature fell from the sky and flew towards the patrol knight on horseback. The patrol knight immediately raised his weapon and aimed it at the monster.

But his speed is too slow.

He just raised the weapon, but before it was locked, his head was cut off by the giant claws, and then he was grabbed and flew into the sky together with the living horse.

The camp fell silent.

The speed of that monster was so fast that even a swordsman like Anshar, who could cut steel, could not react.

Chapter 23 Equipment Update

The grassland after the rain looks like a rapidly growing mushroom forest.

There are many strange-looking mushrooms growing throughout the area.

Dawei, who has lived here for several years, is not familiar with the language, but he is very knowledgeable and proficient in food.

He only had to look at these mushrooms to know whether they were edible.

The main reason is that these mushrooms have no emotions.

There was no need for him to read emotions at all, just recognizing the appearance and smell to confirm mushroom consumption.

"Now is not the time to eat."

Dawei pulled the blue horse and walked among the grass. The wet soil under his feet made him feel tired.

The rain made the grass soft. The horses were not used to running on this kind of grass, and it was difficult to speed up on it.

If you encounter danger, you won't be able to run as fast as before.

"There are quite a few buds growing."