Seeing that Song Xuan couldn't get enough oil and salt, Wuluo was completely lost, so he could only say reluctantly.
"Okay, then just exchange for twenty-five!"
Seeing this, Song Xuan also nodded with satisfaction. Song Xuan was already very satisfied with the number of people. Not only had he exchanged a large amount of salt, but also wanted to return a few people who belonged to the tribe. Overall, it was not a loss.
According to the agreement between the two parties, the two tribes each selected half of the candidates for the exchange.
"Shi Meng, you and Shi Hua choose thirteen people!"
Let the two of them choose, and the meaning is self-evident. The ones chosen are naturally those who usually have small thoughts. No matter what they think, it is just right to return them at this time, and the Soaring Snake Tribe will have fewer time bombs. .
At the same time that the two started taking action, Wuluo also led people down to select people.
Wuluo selected several people one after another, all of whom were relatively strong men. Song Xuan also knew what he was thinking. It was just that men had stronger combat capabilities. Whether it was hunting or fighting, they were more useful than women.
When he got to the last row, Wuluo saw Wulin standing next to Shi Ye. After recognizing Wulin, he walked over with excitement and skipped the few people in the middle.
"Wulin, you are indeed still alive!"
When Song Xuan saw that he was eyeing Wulin, he knew something was wrong. Wulin was the leader of the archery team. Others didn't know the importance of this, but Song Xuan did.
Sure enough, Uro then asked:
"Ulin, why are you the only one left? Where are the others?"
The distance was too far, and Song Xuan had no time to step forward to stop him, so he quickly glanced at Shi Ye beside him, indicating that Wu Lin was not allowed to speak.
Fortunately, Shi Ye quickly understood what Song Xuan meant. As soon as Wu Lin's words came out, Shi Ye kicked him over and said fiercely:
"He...ah!"
"What to say, don't say anything!"
Song Xuan also shouted at the door at the right time:
"Leader Wuluo, he is not one of yours now, please choose him carefully!"
Wuluo had no choice but to give up in frustration, and then selected two more people, bringing the number to twelve.
"Envoy of the Soaring Snake, we have chosen the people and handed over the people and things to you. Please get your people out of the way. We are leaving the Soaring Snake Tribe with us."
In this regard, Song Xuan just said with a smile
"No, stay in the Tengshe tribe for one night, and we will personally send you away from the Tengshe tribe tomorrow."
It was only afternoon now, so let this group of people walk near the Soaring Snake Tribe. Song Xuan didn't dare to take this risk. It would be the right thing to send someone to send them far away tomorrow. Moreover, he had other ideas about choosing Song Xuan among them.
"you!……"
Although he felt very angry, Wuluo was helpless. After all, he was still in the hands of the Tengshe tribe, and his group was also surrounded by the Tengshe tribe, so they could only follow what Song Xuan said.
"Okay, let's take people to live outside!"
Song Xuan shook his head again and said
"They are not yours now, you can take them away tomorrow."
Then he explained:
"I'm worried that so many of you are gathering near the Soaring Snake Tribe."
This sentence directly made the matter clear, and Wu Luo had no choice but to accept it.
"Okay, I hope the angel won't talk about these things tomorrow!"
Well, Wuluo angrily left the tribe with his people and chose to camp in the open space at the entrance of the tribe. Song Xuan was happy in peace and quiet. It was just right not to live in the tribe, so he didn't have to watch out for them making trouble. They only had to send troops outside. A few people just keep an eye on it, but with the help of the wall, these dozens of people won't be able to create such a big wave.
The negotiation process between the two parties lasted for two or three hours. It was almost sunset. The tribe started cooking, and the people from the Karasuba tribe outside also lit a fire. At the same time, the two sides sent people to confront each other. The atmosphere was very tense. of subtlety.
After finishing the meal, Song Xuan whispered a few words into Shi Meng's ear, and then both of them laughed "hehe".
It's night, and the moon is bright in the sky.
Shi Ye, who was looking at the prisoner's courtyard, suddenly shouted in primitive language:
"No, there are prisoners who want to escape!"
Then the Soaring Snake Tribe started making noises. Some people ran to the wall and stared at the people outside, while some people made huge noises inside.
"Be careful, he climbed up the wooden wall!"
"Everyone, get out of the way, he wants to jump down and hit people!"
Boom~
After a loud noise, silence finally returned to the tribe.
Since everyone spoke in primitive language, the people in Wuluo outside could hear clearly. However, seeing so many people exposed on the wall to guard against them, there was nothing they could do. Even if they were anxious, they could only wait outside. With.
They had already learned something about Teng Snake's fighting style from a few people who had fled back. They knew that it was not easy to get into the walled Teng Snake tribe. At least they had paid the price of more than a hundred people before. , still haven't broken through this wall that doesn't seem to be particularly strong or tall.
Not long after the tribe became quiet, Song Xuan asked someone to open the door and said to Wuluo outside.
"Chief Wuluo, your people tried to escape, but fell under the fence!"
After saying that, people dragged Wulin out, who had turned into a puddle of mud. Although Wulin was still breathing, his limbs were bent at a strange angle, and his entire face was swollen into a pig's head.
As for Song Xuan's statement that Wulin wanted to escape, Wuluo didn't believe it at all. He took a closer look at Wulin's injuries and saw that his mouth was full of teeth.
Seeing Wulin's situation, Wuluo said to Song Xuan angrily
"Soaring Snake God... Divine Envoy, you... are you going to start a war with the Black Feather Tribe?"
Song Xuan didn't care at all and said directly:
"Leader Wuluo, this man wanted to escape overnight, but was discovered by our people and fell like this. It has nothing to do with us!"
"Do you think I'm a fool?"
…
No matter what Wuluo said, Song Xuan insisted that Wulin just wanted to escape and fell like this.
Then Song Xuan said hypocritically
"Teng She also expresses great regret about this matter. We can let you take two more people away!"
"Hmph~"
Wuluo did not answer Song Xuan's words and directly asked people to carry Wulin back to their tent.
Seeing this, Song Xuan didn't stop him and asked someone to close the door.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"hey-hey!"
As soon as the door closed, several people involved in this operation looked at each other and laughed crazily.
Naturally, Wu Lin didn't want to escape. He could leave tomorrow. How could a forbearing person like him not be able to wait for this night?
But Song Xuan couldn't think of a better excuse for a while. Fortunately, he knew that as long as he insisted, Wuluo would never be able to find evidence to refute. As for those words in the tribe, he would naturally tell Wuluo outside. Listen.
