Mr. Sang signaled Sang to pick up the samples of soil thrown out by Wang Wei.

At this moment, she was extremely angry inside.

After returning to the crowd, Mr. Sang sorted out his mood and carefully thought about what happened just now.

She suddenly discovered that from the beginning of the tung tree throwing the first axe on the side of the wall, her plan was completely disrupted by the small tribe.

It is not scary to lose in a war, nor is it scary to die.

In the past, when we were snatching prey with the Bamboo Tribe, we didn’t fight several wars in a year and didn’t kill many people. Now, the two sides said that the alliance was smoothly formed?

What’s scary is that for the first time I felt the crushing of IQ, and Wang Wei was led by the nose before he knew it.

Before he could react, he tricked the wounded into it in a few words.

By the time I came to my senses, it was too late.

As expected, Wang Wei used these wounded men to threaten himself.

This made Mr. Sang feel that everything was like a chain of traps laid by a small tribe, one after another, the more you walked forward, the deeper you fell.

But, at this time, what else can I do?

Even if I hold tears in my eyes and pinch my nose, I have to accept the conditions proposed by the small tribe.

After all, who made me agree to send the wounded into the wall for treatment?

At the same time, the wounded soldiers of the Sangzhu Second Tribe inside the wall also heard Wang Wei's words and they all became anxious.

However, when the tung tree had a dark face and put the iron axe in front of them with a fierce look, the wounded became honest again.

Outside, Old Sang looked at Wang Wei deeply, trying to engrave his appearance in his heart. She vowed that one day, she would use this person's skull to fill it with water to drink.

Just when the Sang Zhu Er tribe was unwilling to leave, Wang Wei spoke again.

"Wait a minute, you won't just leave like that, are you?" Wang Wei asked.

"What else do you want to do?" Sang said angrily.

"You left so many wounded people for us at once, may you still expect us to take care of you?" Wang Wei said in confusion.

After hearing Wang Wei's words, Sang was excited and hurriedly said, "What do you mean is that we are willing to bring people back first and then send the soil you want?"

Wang Wei rolled his eyes and said, "You think beautifully. I mean, don't you keep a few people to take care of the wounded? Anyway, I just say it. Although the blood of these wounded people has stopped, many of them are not in good condition. If no one is left to take care of them, I guess half of them will not survive tonight."

"Didn't we agree to exchange them with the soil you want?" Sang said angrily.

"The exchange is the medical expenses I have for their healing, so I won't help taking care of the patients!" Wang Wei replied.

Although Sang wanted to leave without caring about anything, thinking about the injured tribe, he finally had to compromise and agreed to leave five people to take care of the wounded in the small tribe.

After the Sang tribe was released, Wang Wei asked for people from the Zhu tribe again.

Because the Zhu tribe was injured relatively few, there were fewer people staying to take care of the injured than the San tribe, with only three people.

When we came, the two tribes were mixed together, and I had me, so we couldn't tell the difference between the camp they belonged to.

But after this defeated battle, there was some gap between the two sides.

The Zhu Tribe believes that it was because of the problem with Mr. Sang's command, which caused everyone to be injured or even die.

The Sang tribe believes that the bamboo tribe is unreliable and refuses to work hard during the battle. Otherwise, why are most of the injured people?

Therefore, after a battle, the warriors of the two tribes were automatically separated and formed two clearly separated small groups.

This kind of barrier is not only behavioral, but also spiritual.

Wang Wei knew that if they wanted to eliminate this barrier, they would need a lot of effort to do it in the future.

After thinking about it, Wang Wei felt that he had to push another shot, so that the gap between them became bigger and bigger.

"Old Sang, you guys will separate out these soldiers who take care of the wounded. Can I direct them to work, right?" Wang Wei asked.

After hearing Wang Wei's words, the people from the Sang Zhu Second Tribe did not speak, but just sneered in secret.

You also want to direct them to work, and you want to be beautiful!

We have quietly advised them to unite in the small tribe and take good care of the wounded. When we come back next time, as long as we have the chance, they will cooperate inside and outside and kill you all.

Your small tribe has only such a few people, but he dares to accept so many of our soldiers. He really wants to die.

Therefore, none of them answered Wang Wei's questions.

Wang Wei scratched his ears and heads on the wall. When the people from the Sangzhu tribe saw that Wang Wei was also out of control, they felt inexplicably refreshed.

After a while of rushing, Wang Wei suddenly waved his hand and several clay pots were sent up.

"Let's do this, your tribe members eat ours and drink ours in my tribe. In addition to taking care of the wounded, they are also idle for the rest of their time. I won't charge you food expenses, and use these pottery jars to replace their free time and help us work. You can see if it's okay. If it doesn't work, then forget it!" Wang Wei said.

Seeing the pottery jar, the eyes of the Sangzhu tribe lit up.

They mobilized so many people to come and risked their lives to attack the small tribe, for the sake of the clay pot.

In summer, the function of a clay pot may be just a container, but in this winter that everyone has never experienced, clay pot is a treasure that saves people's lives.

Because I have never experienced such cold weather before, everyone has basically zero experience in keeping cold in winter.

Like the Sang tribe, they live under the cliff and don’t have to worry about rain or snow, but they can’t prevent wind.

When sleeping, a cold wind blew, and the person who could trembled all over.

The fire cannot be burned all night, so when it is almost the early morning, it is the most dangerous time for everyone.

It is easy to freeze to death in your sleep.

But at this time, just take out one or two people, make a ball of fire, make a hot soup, and pour a bowl of them one by one.

After filling the hot soup, the whole person will be warmed up, and the probability of being frozen to death will be much lower.

Moreover, after filling the soup, they fell down and continued to sleep, which did not delay the rest of the tribe. Therefore, for them, the pottery jar has become a necessity in life and is something that cannot be given up.

Unfortunately, at this moment, there are only six pots of the Sang tribe, which is not enough compared to the number of people in the two tribes. If you pour one by one, the people in front may be frozen to death before the people in the back can be frozen to death before they can drink.

Therefore, the Sang Zhu tribe, who had originally planned to return empty-handed, was immediately happy when he saw that Wang Wei was foolishly willing to use a pottery pot to exchange for the right to command their tribe to help with work, and quickly expressed his willingness to accept Wang Wei's exchange.

Before the pottery jar was delivered, the patriarch of the Sangzhu tribe, a long distance, told their tribe members to obey Wang Wei's command in the next period of time and not to violate his orders.

The eight people left behind the Sang tribe stood outside the wall and looked at each other, not knowing whether they should have heard the secret advice from the beginning and united the wounded to make trouble for the small tribe, or whether they should have heard the new order that only Wang Wei followed the leader.

Wang Wei, happily looking at the eight people standing by the wall outside, smiled and said, "Did you hear me? Your patriarch asked you to listen to me from today until the day they came to pick you up. In order to prove whether you are obedient, you will give me a squat down with your hands in your head."

People from the Sangzhu Second Tribe look at me and I look at you, but I don’t know whether they should do what Wang Wei said.
Chapter completed!