Chapter 204
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The joining of fifteen wolves instantly made the battle lose its suspense.
A battle that was extremely unequal in terms of numbers and strength was coming to an end soon.
Originally, after Mufeng and the others rode their horses and charged for a while, injuring nearly half of the people from the Black Fang Department, they were not so afraid and still had the courage to fight.
But when the wolves appeared, the group lost all confidence in an instant.
It is obvious that they fear beasts far more than humans.
It's just that no matter what, they couldn't change the fact that they were defeated—nearly 70 people, only nine people were not injured but fell to the ground!
Among these nine people is their leader.
Mu Feng guessed from the reactions of several members of the Black Fang Department that one of them was the leader. He got off the armored dragon, went straight to him, and patted him on the shoulder: "Are you the leader of the Black Fang Department?"
The man wanted to nod, but shook his head again: "No, it's not."
Mu Feng said with a smile: "Then you are from the Black Fang Department?"
The man nodded subconsciously.
Mu Feng smiled again and said: "Then it's no problem, kill it!"
"Ah?" The man immediately exclaimed, "Don't kill me!"
"Don't kill you?" Mu Feng sneered, "If you don't kill you, save it for the New Year? You're already leading someone to kill us, why don't you let us kill you?"
As he said that, Mu Feng stood up and looked at Ming Guang.
Mingguang was also unambiguous, and directly shot him to death.
There are only eight of nine people left!
These people were terrified, and when they noticed that Mu Feng was looking at them, they were all trembling, and they didn't dare to look directly.
The leaders have already been killed, let alone what will happen to them.
Looking at the few remaining people, Mu Feng sneered: "Do you want to die or live?"
These people all turned pale with fright, and said one after another, "I don't want to die!"
"Please don't kill me!"
"As long as you don't kill me, let me do anything!"
Mu Feng grinned strangely: "Okay, don't kill, you stand up one by one, let me see!"
These people didn't know, they hurriedly stood up trembling, not daring to look at Mufeng.
Mu Feng took a closer look and said, "The second one on the left is too thin, kill him!"
"There is also the third one on the right, who is missing two fingers, kill it too!"
"Ah?" Everyone was taken aback, looking at Mu Feng.
Even the remaining eight captives looked at Mu Feng in horror, especially the two people who were touched by Mu Feng, their faces were pale.
"Chief, there are only eight of them, and we can completely control them..." Ming Guang said, "If you dare to disagree, you can kill them again."
Mu Feng shook his head: "As for the captives, our Jiang family doesn't want useless people. One is thin and the other is disabled. Are they kept for nothing?"
Ming Guang suddenly realized and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, I understand!"
Then Mu Feng sat on the armored earth dragon again, and said to the Jiang clan: "Look at these people on the ground, if they are injured or not dead, take off all their fur clothes and kill them!"
"Those who are already dead are buried directly with the ones who were killed!"
Ming Guang was puzzled: "Great Chief, why do you only want clothes that are not dead, but not dead ones?"
Mu Feng snorted coldly, and said angrily: "The ones that are alive are the spoils of war, and the ones that are dead are bad luck. It is unlucky to grab things from the dead!"
"There is still such a saying?" Ming Guang was surprised, only feeling that his head was not enough.
"Great chief, you really know a lot!" Ming Guang praised sincerely.
Mu Feng was speechless for a while, took a deep breath, and suppressed the anger that was about to explode: "Hurry up!"
When Mufeng led the people back again, the Jiang clan members who were standing by were all surprised. They didn't expect that Mufeng would bring back six slaves after going out, and they all looked quite strong.
What made them strange was that these people trembled so badly when they followed the great chief. It was not until Mu Feng returned to the center of the team that the situation got better.
Soon, they realized: they are afraid of the great chief!
But what did the great chief do to make these people so afraid?
They couldn't help asking the hunting warriors who came back from their side.
The warriors of these hunting teams happily told them all about what happened just now, how the great chief rushed into the enemy group one by one and one dragon, and how they charged in a wave on their mounts, causing nearly half of the enemy to be killed or injured.
Hearing this, those who did not go felt itchy and their hearts were surging.
They all looked at the position in the center of the team - also the position of the great chief, full of reverence.
Later, he looked at the horses in the team, and his expression was extremely excited - after returning to the tribe, they will also have their own mounts, and when there is another invasion from other places, they can also ride their horses to fight!
And the remaining six slaves were also frightened when they saw the scene in front of them.
Horses, horned deer, wild sheep, and giant-toed birds, it seems that there are no less than a hundred of them, and this group of people is tied together, unable to escape.
"How can they catch so many prey?"
"They still have so many horses here, how long will this be enough to eat!"
"There are so many of them, but only eleven of them went to defeat so many of us! If all these people go, wouldn't we all die?"
Thinking of this, the hearts of the remaining six were inexplicably rejoicing: that big chief who killed us without blinking an eye didn't kill us!
He returned safely and brought slaves with him, and the Jiang clan was very happy.
However, Mu Feng couldn't be happy.
Because the Black Fang Department delayed his return to the tribe.
You must know that staying in this jungle for a moment is more dangerous.
The key point is that the group of people in the Black Fang Department are simply a bunch of "poor ghosts", who have nothing but the only fur on their bodies.
As for the bone sticks and rocks they held in their hands, Mu Feng wasn't even interested in taking a look at them.
He himself was so particular about "not snatching things from the dead" just now, which made him gain little from winning.
What frustrates him the most is that the wolf king wants a "reward" from him.
Wolf King: My tribe will help you repel the enemy, you have to give them prey!
Mu Feng: Didn’t I already promise you, a total of 20 sheep and horned deer, as well as dead horses and giant toed birds, all for you!
Wolf King: That's what hunting should be for us, but it's for them to help you repel the enemy, it's different.
The wolf king is fighting for reason!
"Damn it!" Mu Feng exclaimed in his heart, "This guy doesn't know how to count, yet he can tell the difference!"
Mu Feng, who was in a bad mood but knew he was wrong, gritted his teeth: that's all right, ten wolves, right? No one will give them any more sheep!
At the same time, he quickly calculated in the bottom of his heart, his heart was bleeding: "What the hell, there are thirty-one dead sheep and horned deer in total, and I will give you twenty-five in the end!"
But thinking of the long-term cooperation with Mu Feng, he no longer cares about these things.
For the "old man" Wolf King, he can't be too fussy.
"It's all the fault of this black tooth department!" Mu Feng gritted his teeth, "If it weren't for them, why would I lose five sheep? No, just deduct them from the rations of these slaves!"
(end of this chapter)
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The joining of fifteen wolves instantly made the battle lose its suspense.
A battle that was extremely unequal in terms of numbers and strength was coming to an end soon.
Originally, after Mufeng and the others rode their horses and charged for a while, injuring nearly half of the people from the Black Fang Department, they were not so afraid and still had the courage to fight.
But when the wolves appeared, the group lost all confidence in an instant.
It is obvious that they fear beasts far more than humans.
It's just that no matter what, they couldn't change the fact that they were defeated—nearly 70 people, only nine people were not injured but fell to the ground!
Among these nine people is their leader.
Mu Feng guessed from the reactions of several members of the Black Fang Department that one of them was the leader. He got off the armored dragon, went straight to him, and patted him on the shoulder: "Are you the leader of the Black Fang Department?"
The man wanted to nod, but shook his head again: "No, it's not."
Mu Feng said with a smile: "Then you are from the Black Fang Department?"
The man nodded subconsciously.
Mu Feng smiled again and said: "Then it's no problem, kill it!"
"Ah?" The man immediately exclaimed, "Don't kill me!"
"Don't kill you?" Mu Feng sneered, "If you don't kill you, save it for the New Year? You're already leading someone to kill us, why don't you let us kill you?"
As he said that, Mu Feng stood up and looked at Ming Guang.
Mingguang was also unambiguous, and directly shot him to death.
There are only eight of nine people left!
These people were terrified, and when they noticed that Mu Feng was looking at them, they were all trembling, and they didn't dare to look directly.
The leaders have already been killed, let alone what will happen to them.
Looking at the few remaining people, Mu Feng sneered: "Do you want to die or live?"
These people all turned pale with fright, and said one after another, "I don't want to die!"
"Please don't kill me!"
"As long as you don't kill me, let me do anything!"
Mu Feng grinned strangely: "Okay, don't kill, you stand up one by one, let me see!"
These people didn't know, they hurriedly stood up trembling, not daring to look at Mufeng.
Mu Feng took a closer look and said, "The second one on the left is too thin, kill him!"
"There is also the third one on the right, who is missing two fingers, kill it too!"
"Ah?" Everyone was taken aback, looking at Mu Feng.
Even the remaining eight captives looked at Mu Feng in horror, especially the two people who were touched by Mu Feng, their faces were pale.
"Chief, there are only eight of them, and we can completely control them..." Ming Guang said, "If you dare to disagree, you can kill them again."
Mu Feng shook his head: "As for the captives, our Jiang family doesn't want useless people. One is thin and the other is disabled. Are they kept for nothing?"
Ming Guang suddenly realized and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, I understand!"
Then Mu Feng sat on the armored earth dragon again, and said to the Jiang clan: "Look at these people on the ground, if they are injured or not dead, take off all their fur clothes and kill them!"
"Those who are already dead are buried directly with the ones who were killed!"
Ming Guang was puzzled: "Great Chief, why do you only want clothes that are not dead, but not dead ones?"
Mu Feng snorted coldly, and said angrily: "The ones that are alive are the spoils of war, and the ones that are dead are bad luck. It is unlucky to grab things from the dead!"
"There is still such a saying?" Ming Guang was surprised, only feeling that his head was not enough.
"Great chief, you really know a lot!" Ming Guang praised sincerely.
Mu Feng was speechless for a while, took a deep breath, and suppressed the anger that was about to explode: "Hurry up!"
When Mufeng led the people back again, the Jiang clan members who were standing by were all surprised. They didn't expect that Mufeng would bring back six slaves after going out, and they all looked quite strong.
What made them strange was that these people trembled so badly when they followed the great chief. It was not until Mu Feng returned to the center of the team that the situation got better.
Soon, they realized: they are afraid of the great chief!
But what did the great chief do to make these people so afraid?
They couldn't help asking the hunting warriors who came back from their side.
The warriors of these hunting teams happily told them all about what happened just now, how the great chief rushed into the enemy group one by one and one dragon, and how they charged in a wave on their mounts, causing nearly half of the enemy to be killed or injured.
Hearing this, those who did not go felt itchy and their hearts were surging.
They all looked at the position in the center of the team - also the position of the great chief, full of reverence.
Later, he looked at the horses in the team, and his expression was extremely excited - after returning to the tribe, they will also have their own mounts, and when there is another invasion from other places, they can also ride their horses to fight!
And the remaining six slaves were also frightened when they saw the scene in front of them.
Horses, horned deer, wild sheep, and giant-toed birds, it seems that there are no less than a hundred of them, and this group of people is tied together, unable to escape.
"How can they catch so many prey?"
"They still have so many horses here, how long will this be enough to eat!"
"There are so many of them, but only eleven of them went to defeat so many of us! If all these people go, wouldn't we all die?"
Thinking of this, the hearts of the remaining six were inexplicably rejoicing: that big chief who killed us without blinking an eye didn't kill us!
He returned safely and brought slaves with him, and the Jiang clan was very happy.
However, Mu Feng couldn't be happy.
Because the Black Fang Department delayed his return to the tribe.
You must know that staying in this jungle for a moment is more dangerous.
The key point is that the group of people in the Black Fang Department are simply a bunch of "poor ghosts", who have nothing but the only fur on their bodies.
As for the bone sticks and rocks they held in their hands, Mu Feng wasn't even interested in taking a look at them.
He himself was so particular about "not snatching things from the dead" just now, which made him gain little from winning.
What frustrates him the most is that the wolf king wants a "reward" from him.
Wolf King: My tribe will help you repel the enemy, you have to give them prey!
Mu Feng: Didn’t I already promise you, a total of 20 sheep and horned deer, as well as dead horses and giant toed birds, all for you!
Wolf King: That's what hunting should be for us, but it's for them to help you repel the enemy, it's different.
The wolf king is fighting for reason!
"Damn it!" Mu Feng exclaimed in his heart, "This guy doesn't know how to count, yet he can tell the difference!"
Mu Feng, who was in a bad mood but knew he was wrong, gritted his teeth: that's all right, ten wolves, right? No one will give them any more sheep!
At the same time, he quickly calculated in the bottom of his heart, his heart was bleeding: "What the hell, there are thirty-one dead sheep and horned deer in total, and I will give you twenty-five in the end!"
But thinking of the long-term cooperation with Mu Feng, he no longer cares about these things.
For the "old man" Wolf King, he can't be too fussy.
"It's all the fault of this black tooth department!" Mu Feng gritted his teeth, "If it weren't for them, why would I lose five sheep? No, just deduct them from the rations of these slaves!"
(end of this chapter)
The joining of fifteen wolves instantly made the battle lose its suspense. A battle that was extremely unequal in terms of numbers and strength was coming to an end soon. Originally, after Mufeng and the others rode their horses and charged for a while, injuring nearly half of the people from the Black Fang Department, they were not so afraid and still had the courage to fight. But when the wolves appeared, the group lost all confidence in an instant. It is obvious that they fear beasts far more than humans. It's just that no matter what, they couldn't change the fact that they were defeatednearly 70 people, only nine people were not injured but fell to the ground! Among these nine people is their leader. Mu Feng guessed from the reactions of several members of the Black Fang Department that one of them was the leader. He got off the armored dragon, went straight to him, and patted him on the shoulder: "Are you the leader of the Black Fang Department?" The man wanted to nod, but shook his head again: "No, it's not." Mu Feng said with a smile: "Then you are from the Black Fang Department?" The man nodded subconsciously. Mu Feng smiled again and said: "Then it's no problem, kill it!" "Ah?" The man immediately exclaimed, "Don't kill me!" "Don't kill you?" Mu Feng sneered, "If you don't kill you, save it for the New Year? You're already leading someone to kill us, why don't you let us kill you?" As he said that, Mu Feng stood up and looked at Ming Guang. Mingguang was also unambiguous, and directly shot him to death. There are only eight of nine people left! These people were terrified, and when they noticed that Mu Feng was looking at them, they were all trembling, and they didn't dare to look directly. The leaders have already been killed, let alone what will happen to them. Looking at the few remaining people, Mu Feng sneered: "Do you want to die or live?" These people all turned pale with fright, and said one after another, "I don't want to die!" "Please don't kill me!" "As long as you don't kill me, let me do anything!" Mu Feng grinned strangely: "Okay, don't kill, you stand up one by one, let me see!" These people didn't know, they hurriedly stood up trembling, not daring to look at Mufeng. Mu Feng took a closer look and said, "The second one on the left is too thin, kill him!" "There is also the third one on the right, who is missing two fingers, kill it too!" "Ah?" Everyone was taken aback, looking at Mu Feng. Even the remaining eight captives looked at Mu Feng in horror, especially the two people who were touched by Mu Feng, their faces were pale. "Chief, there are only eight of them, and we can completely control them..." Ming Guang said, "If you dare to disagree, you can kill them again." Mu Feng shook his head: "As for the captives, our Jiang family doesn't want useless people. One is thin and the other is disabled. Are they kept for nothing?" Ming Guang suddenly realized and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, I understand!" Then Mu Feng sat on the armored earth dragon again, and said to the Jiang clan: "Look at these people on the ground, if they are injured or not dead, take off all their fur clothes and kill them!" "Those who are already dead are buried directly with the ones who were killed!" Ming Guang was puzzled: "Great Chief, why do you only want clothes that are not dead, but not dead ones?" Mu Feng snorted coldly, and said angrily: "The ones that are alive are the spoils of war, and the ones that are dead are bad luck. It is unlucky to grab things from the dead!" "There is still such a saying?" Ming Guang was surprised, only feeling that his head was not enough. "Great chief, you really know a lot!" Ming Guang praised sincerely. Mu Feng was speechless for a while, took a deep breath, and suppressed the anger that was about to explode: "Hurry up!" When Mufeng led the people back again, the Jiang clan members who were standing by were all surprised. They didn't expect that Mufeng would bring back six slaves after going out, and they all looked quite strong. What made them strange was that these people trembled so badly when they followed the great chief. It was not until Mu Feng returned to the center of the team that the situation got better. Soon, they realized: they are afraid of the great chief! But what did the great chief do to make these people so afraid? They couldn't help asking the hunting warriors who came back from their side. The warriors of these hunting teams happily told them all about what happened just now, how the great chief rushed into the enemy group one by one and one dragon, and how they charged in a wave on their mounts, causing nearly half of the enemy to be killed or injured. Hearing this, those who did not go felt itchy and their hearts were surging. They all looked at the position in the center of the team - also the position of the great chief, full of reverence. Later, he looked at the horses in the team, and his expression was extremely excited - after returning to the tribe, they will also have their own mounts, and when there is another invasion from other places, they can also ride their horses to fight! And the remaining six slaves were also frightened when they saw the scene in front of them. Horses, horned deer, wild sheep, and giant-toed birds, it seems that there are no less than a hundred of them, and this group of people is tied together, unable to escape. "How can they catch so many prey?" "They still have so many horses here, how long will this be enough to eat!" "There are so many of them, but only eleven of them went to defeat so many of us! If all these people go, wouldn't we all die?" Thinking of this, the hearts of the remaining six were inexplicably rejoicing: that big chief who killed us without blinking an eye didn't kill us! He returned safely and brought slaves with him, and the Jiang clan was very happy. However, Mu Feng couldn't be happy. Because the Black Fang Department delayed his return to the tribe. You must know that staying in this jungle for a moment is more dangerous. The key point is that the group of people in the Black Fang Department are simply a bunch of "poor ghosts", who have nothing but the only fur on their bodies. As for the bone sticks and rocks they held in their hands, Mu Feng wasn't even interested in taking a look at them. He himself was so particular about "not snatching things from the dead" just now, which made him gain little from winning. What frustrates him the most is that the wolf king wants a "reward" from him. Wolf King: My tribe will help you repel the enemy, you have to give them prey! Mu Feng: Didn't I already promise you, a total of 20 sheep and horned deer, as well as dead horses and giant toed birds, all for you! Wolf King: That's what hunting should be for us, but it's for them to help you repel the enemy, it's different. The wolf king is fighting for reason! "Damn it!" Mu Feng exclaimed in his heart, "This guy doesn't know how to count, yet he can tell the difference!" Mu Feng, who was in a bad mood but knew he was wrong, gritted his teeth: that's all right, ten wolves, right? No one will give them any more sheep! At the same time, he quickly calculated in the bottom of his heart, his heart was bleeding: "What the hell, there are thirty-one dead sheep and horned deer in total, and I will give you twenty-five in the end!" But thinking of the long-term cooperation with Mu Feng, he no longer cares about these things. For the "old man" Wolf King, he can't be too fussy. "It's all the fault of this black tooth department!" Mu Feng gritted his teeth, "If it weren't for them, why would I lose five sheep? No, just deduct them from the rations of these slaves!" end of this chapter
