Chapter 738 Tribal Alliance, the Sound Shakes the Rubble!

The Qingque tribe became lively, which was the result of the representatives of each tribe coming to the Qingque tribe with the Qingque tribe trade team going out.

Some of these people had been to the Qingque tribe, such as the Xiong tribe who had captured the national treasure and sent it to the Qingque tribe.

Most of them are people who have never been to the Qingque tribe.

However, no matter whether they have been here before or it is the first time to come to Qingque's tribe, at this time, without exception, all of them showed a very shocked expression as if they were in a dream.

Although some of them have already learned about the wealth and strength of the Qingque tribe through the mouths of everyone in the trade team, and have thought about the appearance of the Qingque tribe more than once.

But after they really arrived, they discovered that the wealth and power of the Qingque tribe was beyond their imagination.

Seeing the astonishment of these people, everyone in the Qingque Tribe felt very refreshed, especially when they thought of the many precious things that were hidden under the order of the Son of God, they felt refreshed.

My own tribe has already hidden some precious things, but the rest surprised these people who have never seen the world. How could they be unhappy?

At this moment, all the people in the Qingque Tribe, looking at these surprised people, all showed the smile that the Son of God specially explained, which the Son of God called a 'modest smile', and each of them acted like a landlord's rich man.

After such a visual impact, there was a delicious and free meal. The representatives sent by these tribes immediately felt the strong kindness from the Qingque tribe.

After seeing the strength and wealth of the Qingque tribe before, some worries that inevitably arose, were all shocked by the delicious and sufficient food.

Although this tribe is powerful, they are still so kind, which makes people feel close.

Well, for foodies, the charm of food is so great.

After seeing the strength of the Qingque tribe and feeling the strong goodwill of the Qingque tribe, the next thing to do is to preach the evil and strength of the Bannong tribe again.

After coming to the Qingque tribe, Han Cheng could find more victims of the sheep tribe to accuse the Bannong tribe on the spot.

After eating and drinking enough, they watched such a scene again, and all the people who came here felt disgusted by the cruel and evil deeds of the Bannong tribe.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Han Dashenzi, who was standing by the side, appeared on the stage. He looked at the representatives of the various tribes and said, "The Bannong tribe is too evil. Now that they hurt the Yang tribe, the next one to be hurt by them will be ours." which one.

With this evil tribe, we will not be able to hunt and pick fruits with peace of mind, the food we have worked hard for will be robbed by them, and the people of our tribe will be killed by them..."

Han Cheng's words were not fast, because he needed to take care of the trade who was dancing around and performing simultaneous translation.

Han Cheng didn't know how much Mao Jiang had translated and distorted what he said.

However, judging from the reactions of these people around, Mao's translation should be very good.

"So, we're going to beat them!"

After Han Cheng finished the last sentence, he emphasized his tone and waved his fist vigorously to emphasize his determination.

After these words came out, those guys from the Qingque Tribe who had long thought about going to fight the Bannong Tribe were all excited.

"Defeat them!"

"Defeat them!"

After Han Cheng's voice fell, the militant Shang first followed Han Cheng's example, waved his fists and howled.

His actions immediately gave the rest of the passionate people an outlet to vent their agitation.

So, the rest of the people followed Shang's example, waving and yelling over and over again.

The representatives of the tribe who came, looked at the appearance of the people of the Qingque tribe at this time, and they all looked surprised.

However, after learning the meaning of the words that everyone howled from Mao, these people who had been fully mobilized became excited one by one. They imitated the people of the Qingque tribe and waved their hands vigorously. With his own fist, he yelled in awkward Mandarin: "Defeat them!"

'Patter! '

A tile on the roof fell to the ground and shattered amidst the howls of the crowd.

Waving his fists, the stone with a blushing face and a thick neck howled with everyone, looked down at the broken tile at his feet, then looked up at the roof, and quietly moved aside...

As the person who wrote the "diary" for the Qingque tribe, he gathered people from the other tribes and held a meeting to discuss such a grand event as the evil Bannong tribe, and naturally the stone would not be missed.

Not only will it not be missed, but it will be written carefully.

In the process of writing, he also recorded the tile falling from the eaves.

Later, after being sung and summed up by later generations, the idiom "sound shakes the rubble" appeared...

He stretched out his hand and made five downward movements, and then the tribe calmed down. Looking at these people full of fighting spirit, Han Cheng actually felt a little pride in his heart. He is really a fucking Speech genius!

In just a few words, the people in the tribe and the people in other tribes are screaming and screaming. This fucking is almost comparable to brother Yunlong from the independent group!

"￥￥%..."

While Dashenzi Han was intoxicated, someone spoke, looking a little timid.

Han Cheng knew this person, and he was one of the people who brought Panda Tuan Tuan here.

With a smile on his face, Han Cheng gestured for Mao to translate. He really wanted to know what this guy who was slow to respond meant.

Of course, even without a translator, Han Cheng could basically guess what this guy meant, and it was nothing more than praising himself for his wisdom and might.

"He said, now go to attack the Bannong tribe, what about the food for the winter."

Da Shenzi Han, who had a modest and indifferent smile on his face, froze immediately.

Is it really okay to slap your face like this?

At such an exciting time, if you don't want to think about how to flatten the Bannong tribe, it's fine, how can you still be such a big spoiler?

If you do this, won't your conscience really hurt?

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Han Cheng really wanted to wave his hand and boldly say that we have covered all your losses, but he still didn't say it after rolling around.

After all, there were quite a few tribes who came here, as many as twenty-one, and the compensation for food was not a small amount.

It is easy to be generous to others, but it is heartbreaking to be generous to yourself.

Han Cheng felt that he must have been led astray by Wu.

I think that I was also a generous person back then, and people from the rivers and lakes generously donated to Xiao Mengchang, but now I stumble for some food.

It’s only been a few years since we came to the primitive era, and it’s become like this.

Sure enough, those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

Thinking about this, Dashenzi Han couldn't help but sigh.

"Then wait until the snow falls and then fight the evil Bannong tribe. When the time comes, ten strong people from one of your tribes will come to our tribe..."

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