After two days of getting along, Manda was finally able to name the chief. His name was Beauverin. The name should mean the man who conquered the two bears.

The chief brought Manda to the two nearby tribes, who were very lucky and had not been attacked by the Bayers for the time being.

But they were not very friendly to Manda. No matter how the chief communicated, Manda never got to the village.

The sent-in officials have a strong sense of vigilance against foreigners, which is understandable. They have generation differences with most countries in the world, and every contact may lead to deception, plunder and massacre.

Manda did not take it seriously. When the war came, these two tribes would definitely regret it. Although this war was initiated by Manda, if the sect servants really wanted to learn to stand up, they had to go through the baptism of blood and fire.

Chief Beauver was very excited and cursed all the way. According to Cheldan's translation, his general meaning was that if these two tribes beg for the protection of Beauver, Boauver would conquer their chief in front of everyone in the center of the other tribe.

He also wanted to take Manda to find other tribes. Manda didn't want to waste time. The Bayers would send messages. They disappeared a unit and could not be indifferent. They would come to the door soon.

But when the enemy comes to the door, will Beauing and his tribe have the ability to protect their homes?

The answer is clear, they don't.

Before this, all the men who had the courage to resist were killed, and the remaining young men did not have the courage to look directly at Worm. They looked as if they were not as powerful as the girl Nunu.

It would be too late to wait until the Bayer people hit the door. No matter how bad the Bayer people were, they still had regular troops, which were much stronger than a group of primitive people.

It is impossible to improve the combat effectiveness of the tribe in the short term. Manda must take part in most battles. Including Medusa, there are four combatants under Manda, which is obviously not enough. Manda selected seventy men, including the chief, from the tribe, and organized a truly army.

These seventy men are the hope of the future of this tribe. Manda has equipped them with excellent weapons through the Styx Island to explain advanced tactics to them. They learn very quickly, and more importantly, they have many practical opportunities, which even Manda's army dare not expect.

Worm arranged insect wires within a few miles of the tribe. Once the Bayer people approached, Worm would immediately notice and Manda would immediately organize the battle. As long as the tactics were appropriate, the enemy troops below 300 were no problem.

A relaxed battle just ended, with less than fifty enemies, Manda did not take action, Worm increased the density of worm wire and asked Chuyith to provide appropriate cover. The remaining battle allowed Beauver to lead his warriors to play freely.

Boynn did a pretty good job. He only lost two people, killed thirty-six enemies, captured three people alive, and let five go.

He smiled honestly in front of Manda, waiting for Manda's praise.

But Manda is not satisfied with his performance: "You have to know how many advantages you have in the battle just now. First of all, the opponent's actions are limited by the worm wire, which is equivalent to weakening half of the enemy's combat power, and you also take advantage of the sneak attack. The sneak attack is equivalent to double the combat power. In this case, it is necessary to win. Next time, you must cherish the lives of soldiers. Your population is too small."

Cheldan's translation ability is limited, and Beauvern doesn't understand much. He knows that Manda is not satisfied, and he also hears Manda complaining about the small population.

Small population is a big problem. Baikuga is not satisfied with it. He must hurry up when he goes back.

Unfortunately, there are not many strong men anymore. If you give good girls to those useless men, you will not be able to give birth to strong children.

While Baikuga did not leave, he asked him to have more Nunu and leave some good blood for the tribe...

Beauver was still imagining the future, and Manda had begun to interrogate the prisoners. Their origins were unusual. They were not here to find the missing troops, but to ask for help. They were attacking a tribe named Kahnsong. Four hundred soldiers attacked for ten days but failed to capture them.

When he heard the name Kahnsong, Beauver was very excited and kept repeating a word in his mouth, "Hard Bones".

In terms of blood ties, Kahnsong is Bernard's cousin, and it is not very close. The chiefs of all tribes sent by the servants are relatives and are members of the Lolaya family. Bernard has two brothers who are also the chiefs, but Bernard detests very much and has no contact with them.

But Beauver was full of admiration for this cousin. Among the more than seventy chiefs, he was one of the few people who dared to stand up and resist.

"Baikuga, I am willing to help them, are you willing to help them? I beg you, I will give you all the best girls in the village."

When he thought of the girl who sent the servant, Manda's scalp was tingling. He first agreed to the servant: "I am willing to help them, but only if they are willing to accept help."

Beauing slapped his chest hard: "They believe me, and they must believe in Baikuga, I'll call all the soldiers."

Manda stopped Beauverin: "From now on, don't leave the tribe easily, just go with me."

Beauing took Manda to the east to Kahnsong tribe. Less than a mile away from the tribe, they saw the Bayer camp.

Everyone lurked in the woods, quietly watching the situation in the camp.

There are not four hundred people, but seven hundred people. Someone has come to support them. This battle is not easy to fight.

Manda looked solemn, and suddenly heard Beauing sobbing, and he saw his cousin, the chief of the Kahnsong tribe.

The old chief with white hair and beard was nailed to a tree. Manda glanced at him and found that there were at least thirty nails on him.

He died, not long after he died, several young soldiers were cutting off his body, and his internal organs and intestines were flowing everywhere.

"Hard bone..." Beauverin's voice was a little ambiguous, Cheldan couldn't hear it clearly and could not translate it, but looking at the tears on his face, Manda knew what he wanted to express.

"We have to snatch the body of this hard bone back," Manda sighed, "Just like this hard bone, you can't be insulted by these miscellaneous things."

Chuyit said: "This can be handed over to me, but there are too many nails on him. If he pulls it off, he will be afraid that the body will be broken."

"I'll help you," Worm moved his teeth and looked at Manda, "Your eyes are useful, tell me where those nails are?"

"The nails are easy to talk about, but I'm worried that the tribe won't last long," Manda looked at the camp and found that there were many carriages filled with hay. "Didn't the sending servants use ice to make houses? But why did I only see wooden houses and thatched houses?"

Cheldan translated Manda's words to Beauverin, who said with a confused look on his face: "Who can make a house with ice? Can such a house live in people?"

Manda rubbed his eyebrows, and it was another rumoral fallacy. He walked several tribes around. Manda should have noticed this a long time ago, but he was still misled by some inherent impressions in his previous life. The Inuits in his previous life did use ice cubes to make houses.

"The enemy wants to attack with fire, and maybe we will take action tonight. We will act faster."

...

At dusk, the Bayers were having dinner, and their cooking skills were very rough. They used a large clay pot and a can of snow water, and put all the food into the pot to cook.

A soldier ate the wrong thing and ran outside the camp with his stomach to relieve his hands. Chuyit quietly came behind him, covering his mouth with one hand and stabbing his throat with the other hand. He was careful throughout the process, without letting blood splatter on the soldier's clothes.

But when he dragged the body, Chuyit was careless and accidentally rubbed the soldier's excrement.

After dragging the body into the woods, Chuyit looked at it for a long time with disgust. There was a fishy smell on the Bayer's clothes. After being stained with excrement, the smell was even more unbearable.

In the end, he changed into the Bayer clothes, put on his signature beard, and walked into the camp.

This is Chuyit's extraordinary ability. He was obviously a strange face, but no one had any doubts about him. He was like a veteran who had been in the army for several years, patting the butt of the war horse, touching the face of the recruit, saying hello to the veteran, and occasionally saying a few swear words, making all the Bayer people feel that he is part of the camp.

The old chief's body was nailed to a dead tree. Chuyit walked under the tree. The young soldiers were tired of playing before, and now only one Baier soldier was left eating.

No matter how rough the Bayer people were, eating next to the corpse was an unpleasant thing, but he had no choice. His name was Gayuri, who was responsible for the care of the corpse of the old chief.

Chuyit smiled and said, "Are you responsible for guarding the body?"

Gayuri looked up and said, "Who are you?"

Chuyit said: "I am the subordinate of Lord Grove, come and take over you."

There are more than 700 soldiers in the camp. They come from different armies, so it is normal that they don’t know each other.

But who is Lord Grove? I have never heard of his name.

And the person who succeeded him should be Muraf, and he and Gayuri were both soldiers of the commander Nigchen.

Gayuri was about to ask a question, but suddenly forgot what he wanted to ask. Cheldan, who was hiding in the snow, was sweating. The distance was already at the limit of his third-level skill.

Seeing Gayuri still suspicious, Chuyi said deliberately: "Can you wait for me for a while? I haven't eaten yet, and I will take over you after I finish supper. I really don't want to eat next to the body."

"There is no door!" Gayuri stood up and knocked on his wooden bowl and said, "You don't want to eat next to the corpse, what's this? Stay here obediently!"

Gayuri left, Chuyit stood silently under the corpse, watching the bloody nails being pulled out of the corpse one by one under the traction of the worm silk.

Worm is nearby, and the weather is very cold. The insect's joints are probably frozen and hard again, but his technique is still steady.

In the blink of an eye, only five nails were left, and Chuyit was a little nervous because the body was about to fall off.

Of course, Worm would not make such a low-level mistake. More than a dozen worm silk flew over and tied the body to the tree. The remaining five nails were also pulled out by the worm silk.

The next thing is left to Chuyit.

He sniffed to his palms, rubbed his hands, then took a deep breath, and vomited a piece of white mist.

The white mist slowly rose, covering the bodies of Chuyit and the old chief without realizing it.

There were people coming and going in the camp, and no one noticed the white mist.
Chapter completed!