Chapter 1325 I Was Tired, Hungry, and Extremely Angry!
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After a brief conflict and intimidation, there was a long confrontation between big eyes and small eyes. Of course, Zuvalo would not go ashore to fight a fish-skin chief with a sledgehammer and a horse-racing arm. On the entire Kingdom longship, the only one who could subdue the frightening horse on his own like the other party was probably the strong Unanga warrior Xiong Da.
But if a fight breaks out, who knows what will happen? The ferocious energy of the opponent's battle cry and fighting was completely different from the simple and resolute Unanga warriors. There are so many fish-skinned barbarians around, and they may not abide by the one-on-one rule! No matter what, let these barbarians calm down first before we can have a good chat.
"Tami grass! Make a fire on the boat and cook! Let's eat fish porridge for lunch, add more Japanese rice and more peppers from the kingdom! Let these fish skin tribes smell and look at it on the shore and drool! "
Zuwaro rolled his eyes and gave orders to the warrior chief Tamicao. The long boat anchored in the river, and then the warriors on board were on guard for confrontation while minding their own business.
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Soon, under the astonished gaze of the Yuskin tribe, the tribe on the longboat started to cook. The faint fragrance of rice floats towards the shore, with some very special and stimulating fragrance that arouses people's appetite. Maha Aguda's eyes widened, he clenched the stone hammer angrily, and his stomach couldn't help but make a sound. Although the surrounding fish-skin tribesmen with bows tried hard to maintain their ferocity, the saliva they occasionally swallowed still exposed their inner thoughts.
"Damn it! What on earth are these sailors doing to eat? Why does it taste so delicious?..."
“What does this smell like? It smells a bit strong, but it seems delicious!…”
“I’ve been playing all morning and I’m hungry too!…”
The confrontation by the river became increasingly torturous, especially for the hungry fish-skin warriors who had not eaten for a long time. The original atmosphere of fighting and killing was unknowingly diluted a lot. And when this special smell gradually lingered in the market camp behind, a loud roar suddenly broke out in the camp, and then there was the sound of breaking wood!
A tall barbarian with tattered fish skin and blood all over his body suddenly broke out of the short wooden cage!
"Roar!…"
"Damn it! Aguda, the newly captured slave has escaped!"
"How is this possible? How could the slave in the cage use that weak posture to break the heavy wooden cage I had stuck in the soil!"
"Aguda, it's the tiger slave! It's the extremely powerful tiger slave!"
"Ah! Go and catch him! Don't let him release other slaves!..."
The fish skin tribe on the shore started making noise again, shouting the name "Aguda" again and again. In each larger fish skin tribe, there is only one "Aguda". Because the meaning of this name is "respected chief".
"Huh? This is a...slave of the Fish Skin Tribe?..."
Zuvaro squinted his eyes and looked at the camp carefully, and then he discovered that under the wall of the "temple", there was a row of short wooden cages, in which were all the barbarian slaves in ragged clothes. The wooden cage seemed to be hammered deeply into the soil, and the slave inside was forced to sit on the ground. It was difficult to even move, let alone break free from the cage...
But now, there is still a barbarian slave who broke the wooden cage, broke free and escaped! He roared angrily, like a furious bear, and ran to rescue other prisoners. Then, with just three blows, he broke another heavy and thick wooden cage!
"Damn the fugitive slaves! Damn the ship-generating tribe!... These annoying things are all getting together!... Go over there and restrain those slaves who were finally captured alive! They need to be alive!..."
Yuskin Chief Maha Aguda waved his hand angrily, and a dozen tribal warriors carrying hammers turned and ran back to the camp to restrain the slaves first.
But taking advantage of the confrontation on the riverside, most of the dozen or so war slaves escaped in just a blink of an eye. They held the rough wood removed from the wooden cage and fought back and forth with the tribal warriors who rushed back. Especially the tiger slave who was the first to break free, holding half of a log and waving the tiger in the wind, forcing five or six warriors not to get close!
"A bunch of useless things! They can't even deal with a few war slaves..."
Seeing the chaotic camp, Maha Aguda was furious. He took a sharp look at the long boats in the river. If it weren't for these inexplicable ship-envoy tribes, all the soldiers in the camp would not be dispatched to confront each other on the riverside. And if this were not the case, the newly captured war slaves from the tribe would not have a chance to escape at all...
"A group of inexplicable guys! If you have the skills, just wait for me to come back and come down to fight!..."
Maha Aguda said harsh words to the long boat and the warriors who were watching the excitement and drinking porridge from a distance. Then, carrying a twenty-pound hammer, he ran towards the camp. He ran fast and steady, like a tiger in the forest. But when he got near the tiger slave, he stopped again, quietly walked around the blind spot of the opponent's line of sight, and kept wandering.
"Roar!…"
After a few breaths, the tall tiger slave roared and smashed down the log with all his strength. The force of this blow was so great that it knocked a fish-skinned warrior back several steps, causing him to fall backwards and fall to the ground. But Hu Nu's "moves" have become old, revealing some flaws on the side...
"Ouch!..."
Maha Aguda suddenly rose up like a charging beast! He swung the heavy hammer in his hand hard, hitting Hu Nu's side shoulder, which was not critical. The tiger slave also sensed the danger and tried his best to turn the log, but he only exerted half of his strength before colliding with the oncoming heavy hammer.
"boom!…"
The tiger slave staggered and took a step back, and Maha Aguda's palms were numb from the shock. However, he roared again and swung the hammer forward without stopping, one after another, so hard that the tiger slave had no time to fight back. The surrounding tribal warriors also saw the opportunity, and all swung their bone clubs from behind, hitting the tiger slave's legs, back, and arms... However, after a few breaths, with an unwilling roar, the tall man The tiger slave finally fell to the ground and was pinned down by five or six big men, unable to even move!
"Sigh! Tie up this stupid slave! Tie three ropes! Tied to death!..."
Maha Aguda spat on the angry side of the tiger slave's face. Seeing the tiger slave fall, the remaining seven or eight fish-skin escaped slaves all shouted and immediately lost their fighting spirit. They turned to escape, but were chased and knocked down by the pursuing fish-skin warriors one by one, and dragged back again.
"A bunch of idiots! Tie them all up and lock them up! These newly captured slaves will have to wait for another month before they can be used..."
After finishing all the messy things in the camp, Maha Aguda ran back to the river tired and hungry, panting and carrying a twenty-kilogram stone hammer. And when he saw the longship tribe who were still eating porridge, still watching the excitement, and still not going ashore, his face suddenly became angry.
"Ahhhhh! Fighting but not fighting, walking but not walking!... Boat operators! What on earth are you going to do?!..."
"God bless you! Chief Yuskin, we said before that we will worship the temple in the collection! We have no ill intentions, we are your friends!..."
Zuvalo smiled, looked at the Fish Skin Chief on the shore, and raised the clay pot in his hand. It is full of hot, fragrant and spicy meat porridge with an alluring and wonderful taste.
"Witness the Lord God! Chief Yuskin, you must be hungry from the morning till now! Why don't I have someone deliver some meat porridge for you to have a taste?...Here! Just this one! I'll take a couple of bites first. , let the samurai bring it down to you..."
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Maha Aguda's eyes widened as he looked at the "Envoy Aguda" on the long boat. The expression on his ferocious face was particularly wonderful. However, when he smelled the aroma of rice that he had never smelled before, and smelled the more alluring aroma of chili peppers, his unsatisfied stomach began to growl again, even louder than before...