Chapter 740 Who Is Your Commander in Chief? !

In the square between the inner wall and the outer wall of the Qingque tribe, many people gathered together.

One hundred and twenty warriors of the Qingque tribe held weapons, stood upright, and lined up neatly, silently.

Compared with the orderly and quiet people of the Qingque tribe, the people in the tribal alliance who came here are much more scattered.

Not only that, but when they gathered together, they all made a buzzing sound.

Compared with each other, the well-trained fighters of the Qingque tribe were immediately highlighted.

After a while like this, the 210 people from the 21 tribes standing beside them also felt the difference in the atmosphere.

They were shocked by the uniform Qingque tribe fighters.

The humming sound gradually died down, and finally completely quieted down.

The people of these tribes looked at the neat Qingque tribe warriors, and then looked at themselves. They used to think that there was nothing wrong with standing in a group like this, but they felt unnatural.

They moved quietly, trying to imitate the soldiers of the Qingque tribe standing neatly, but unfortunately they couldn't do it.

"Pour the wine!"

The witch wearing clothes made of thick tiger skin, it is rare today not to hug a rabbit, and the wretched temperament that seemed a bit old and disrespectful in the past is gone, replaced by the kind of solemnity that can only be seen when offering sacrifices. The old-fashionedness in my body has disappeared a lot.

Following his order, the people of the Qingque tribe, who had already been prepared, quickly came over with piles of bowls, and handed one to everyone who went out, and the rest of the tribes were no exception.

Someone behind was holding the warm wine, and poured it into the bowl spoon by spoon, and a little hops splashed on the ground.

Looking at the warm and cloudy wine in the bowl in their hands, the eyes of the warriors of the Qingque tribe shone, and the eyes of the people of the other tribes who had basically never drank alcohol also shone.

Although they have never drunk alcohol, they know one thing, that is, the food produced by the Qingque tribe is good food.

"This will definitely defeat the Bannong tribe! Drink!"

Standing at the front of the line, Han Cheng turned around and said loudly to the crowd,

After finishing speaking, he held the wine bowl in both hands and paid respects to the crowd, then raised his neck and drank it down.

"Defeat the Bannong tribe!"

"drink!"

The warrior of the Qingque Tribe said this, and also held the wine bowl in both hands and bowed to the void in front of him, then raised his head and drank vigorously.

"￥% Bannong￥Tv"

"drink!"

The people from the other tribes spoke vaguely, then raised their necks and poured wine into their mouths with anticipation, their hearts full of anticipation.

"Cough cough cough..."

A series of severe coughs followed. Those who drank for the first time were blushed and had thick necks from choking.

Seeing such a scene, many people in the Qingque Tribe couldn't help but let out good-natured laughter.

Han Cheng put down the wine bowl, looked at the gathered more than 300 people who were about to set off, and wanted to imitate a certain advertisement and shouted to the sky: "Who is your commander in chief?!"

"What is your mission?!"

But after thinking about it, he still didn't shout out these very cool lines. Instead, he pulled out the somewhat rough bronze sword at his waist, pointed at the sky and shouted: "Go forward!"

The blood-red sun rose from the east, and its light burst, dyeing the white snow with a layer of bewitching red.

Many people with weapons stepped on the snow and filed out from the gate of the Qingque Tribe.

Amidst the shouts, the leading elder brother led the deer under the guidance of the slave of the sheep tribe whose face was tattooed.

The deer's hooves stepped on the snow, and the sledge ran over it, leaving two wide snow marks. Many dogs seemed to be struggling in the thick snow.

In the middle of the sledges lined up like a long dragon, Uncle Lu, who is one size bigger, is walking with a longer sledge.

In front of the sledge, a shelf was built with tree sticks, and a bamboo pole was tied in the middle of the shelf. On the bamboo pole, the Qingque flag newly embroidered by Bai Xuemei fluttered in the wind.

Next to the frame where the flags were tied, a drum frame was placed. There was a large drum on the frame. The drumsticks were placed on the edge of the drum frame. Han Cheng, who was wearing leather gloves and tied black linen around the eyes, supported the wooden frame with one hand. , with the other hand on the handle of the bronze sword worn at his waist, and squatting at his feet, the dog Fu Jiang.

Looking at the marching team, Han Cheng felt a little excited.

This was the first time he went out with the tribe's fighters, and it was also the first time that the Qingque tribe went to crusade against a tribe with such great fanfare.

I remember that Li Jing, the god of war of a generation, once attacked the Turks during the season of heavy snowfall, and maimed this invincible northern country in the first World War, and captured the Turkic Khan to dance in the Tai Chi Hall. This time, he also took advantage of the heavy snow to attack. Knowing how to make meritorious deeds...

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the Qingque tribe, the team of the Qingque tribe went to the east over the snow all the way, except that everyone's eyes were covered with a layer of black linen, which seemed a bit weird. The rest doesn't look much wrong.

Inside the Bannong tribe, the priestess of the Bannong tribe was wrapped in thick leather, sitting on a tree knot in the house and roasting, looking out while roasting.

A slight click caught her attention. It was a tree in the tribe's courtyard that hadn't shed its leaves until now, a branch broken by heavy snow.

The branches drooped, and the accumulated snow on them fell down.

This tree was left on purpose by her when she built the courtyard. The purpose was to provide shade for the people in the tribe during the summer.

Now that such a large branch was broken, the priestess of the Bannong tribe didn't feel any distress. On the contrary, she felt a little relieved and joyful in her heart.

In fact, since the heavy snow fell, she has been in a good mood.

Because this means that for a long period of time in the future, our tribe will be in a very safe state.

During this period of time, I don't need to think about the six tribesmen who never came back after going out, and I don't need to think about where the rest of the sheep tribe are going, and I don't need to worry about the mysterious person named Qing. Tribe of sparrows.

This made her very relaxed.

She looked out like this, and saw that the slaves of the sheep tribe were holding some hay to feed the animals in the tribe.

Seeing these people, the priestess of the Bannong tribe became very angry.

It wasn't these slaves that made her angry, but those people from the sheep tribe who surrendered to their tribe.

It's been such a long time, and these stupid guys haven't learned much of their tribe's language. How can this not annoy her who wants to get more news about the Qingque tribe from these people?