The next year, when they were celebrating that their cattle and sheep had given birth to more babies, more than a hundred cavalry rushed to the tribe.
They named him by name and said that they wanted "he Qiang Ren Qingfeng" to serve in the king's tent.
The leader was so angry that he wanted to use all his troops to fight against the enemy.
But no, these cavalry are all elite, with one person and three horses, excellent chainmail armor, and three-stone strong bows. If they are put together, the tribe will be finished.
He could only reluctantly let him go.
He got very drunk that night.
The next day, he was happy again.
Because another player came out and said that he would do the same things that "he Qiang Ren Qingfeng" did.
Player b still hasn't shown up.
He just made friends honestly, accumulated wealth, and got married by the way, marrying the daughter of the leader's second son.
Then wait for the opportunity.
This time, another group of people arrived.
Beside a stream, player B looked at the twelve players in front of him, all with number plates on their chests, from No. 1 to No. 12.
"You said you are Qiu Shuang's people and want to form a resistance army?" After hearing everyone's intentions, he said with a half-smile.
I had been tricked by "Spring Thunder" before. Under my lofty ideals, I was still thinking about my daily food...
This time is great, another group of people are coming, why, they are trying to pluck the wool of a sheep.
"Yes, we know that you are originally from Chunlei, so we found you." Qiu Shuang No. 1 said.
"Sorry, not interested." Player B refused directly.
It was enough to be fooled once, but if you have to do it twice, what kind of short-heartedness is there?
"That's not up to you. If you don't join us, we will kill you until your account is deleted and you quit the game!" Qiu Shuang No. 4 said with a fierce look on his face.
"Is there something wrong with you? I have no grudges with you. If you want to resist, you have to resist yourself, but I still want to live in an ignoble way." Player B said impatiently.
"Whoosh!" An arrow shot at his feet.
These people are serious.
Player B was startled and hurriedly took a few steps back.
If you die, you will be reincarnated. There is no such thing as resurrection. You can only retain part of your experience. If you die several times in a row, all your experience will be lost.
Resurrection in situ can easily confuse NPCs, and they all believe in reincarnation.
"How's it going? Do you want to join us now?" Qiu Shuang No. 1 smiled.
Player B gritted his teeth secretly. These bastards were different from Chunlei's people. Chunlei used deception, and they used force to intimidate.
"I'll join, but what do you want me to do? Let's talk about it first. I have no food to give you. I have a dog and a cat in the house, and my status is higher than mine..." Player B said this and was very angry again.
Things are getting worse and worse these days.
"We don't need you to give us food. We just need you to use your skills to help us unify the grassland." Qiu Shuang No. 1 said.
Damn it, Uni-President Grassland, I am the Great Khan myself, why should I help you?
Player B thinks this, but doesn’t dare to say it.
He was afraid of being killed by the opponent, and he didn't want to be reincarnated. The start was too tiring.
He is only at level ten now, and will be at most level five after reincarnation.
"All right."
Then player b becomes a puppet and strategist.
He wanted to use his experience of eighteen script competitions to teach these people how to compete for hegemony on the grassland.
First, establish a stable tribe of your own, and then establish various tribal alliances through marriage.
It means getting married, having children, raising the children, and continuing the marriage...
In addition to marriage, there is also the annexation of the weak.
Deceive the new Khan to show his loyalty.
After listening to his suggestion, Qiu Shuang's people decided to adopt it.
Ten years passed quickly.
Qiu Shuang No. 1 became the new Great Khan. They took advantage of the Great Khan to go hunting, killed each other, and seized each other's tribes, cattle, sheep, and horses.
He wanted to organize people to go south to conquer again.
At this time, someone cited the incident of thunder and lightning attacking the army ten years ago, saying that going south would be met with the wrath of Changshengtian.
Of course the people in Qiu Shuang don't believe this.
They just blame it on the ignorance of the NPCs.
They improved their animal husbandry technology, allowing horses to breed more and better, and gathered an army of 90,000 people, with one man and four horses. Otherwise, the grassland is terrible because there are so many horses.
Horses were strategic weapons in the feudal era.
At this time, Wen Rensheng looked over again.
After thinking for a while, he lowered the thunder again.
"Ah, it's exactly the same as ten years ago!"
"The Changshengtian is angry again!"
"Let's go quickly!"
"Kill this disobedient Khan and sacrifice his head to the Immortal Heaven!"
A group of soldiers defected. They were the cronies of the former Khan. Many of them were related by blood to the former Khan and were his relatives.
Player B had anticipated this and escaped in time with his troops.
On the way to escape, a familiar voice sounded in my mind again.
"Do you still want to be emperor?"
"I don't want to anymore, get out." He refused immediately as he remembered the last time he lost consciousness, fell into a deep sleep, and was finally woken up alive.
That feeling was so uncomfortable.
It's like being drunk and unable to control yourself and almost losing control.
"You don't want to, but some people do."
Player B looked up at Qiu Shuang's group, and saw Qiu Shuang No. 1 being attacked. He suddenly froze, then waved his hand, and there was ice in front of him.
The cavalrymen who charged towards the opponent fell to the ground.
Then there were pieces of ice arrows, all of which he had used before.
"The Great Khan is the beloved son of the Immortal Heaven, and the thunder just now was just the devil's method!" someone shouted.
The soldiers were afraid.
Thunder is terrible, but frost is equally terrible.
The thunder will soon pass, but the frost will turn into a white plague that will last for several months, freezing cattle, sheep and livestock to death, and killing people in several tribes.
If the cattle and sheep are frozen to death, they will no longer be able to reproduce. Even if the dead cattle and sheep are sold, the tribe cannot survive.
Besides, it’s winter, where can I find a business hotel?
You can only eat the dead cattle and sheep by yourself, and if you eat them all, people will starve to death.
Many people began to shrink from thunder. They were afraid of thunder and frost.
The thunder lasted for half a day and ended.
But Qiu Shuang No. 1 still has the power of frost.
This made him very excited.
He thought he had the legendary plug-in.
Player B just finds it funny.
Another person who falls into the trap.
But he didn't remind me.
Only when the other party falls into the trap can he escape.
Soon, Qiu Shuang No. 1 regrouped more than 10,000 troops and headed south again.
Player b is forced to follow and act as a strategist.
As they headed south, they encountered a southern general who used a wall of fire.
"Isn't this a game area for historical hegemony? How did it become a fantasy area?" someone wondered.
Anyway, there was a big battle between the two sides, with ice and fire, and countless NPC soldiers wailing all over the field.
Player B was also confused.
He didn't know why.
Why did another group of people using fire come? Did that voice support another group of people?
What does it want to do?
Is it fun just watching people on both sides fight?
Player B is confused, he can't figure it out at all.
