The two walked into the thatched house, Mo Mou raised his hand in vain, Li Ziyu turned around and looked around. There was hay on the ground, so he simply sat cross-legged on the ground. When Mou Mou sat down, he bared his teeth and grinned, and the wound started to bleed again.
Li Ziyu grinned when he saw it, that is to say, the tauren has a strong body and can still hold on to wounds all over his body. If he had wounds all over his body, he would have died a long time ago. Still sitting down, sitting on his hair, it hurts so much, "
Do you want to bandage it first?"
Mou Mou originally wanted to say no, but he felt that his physical strength was constantly draining. If this continued, he might have fainted without saying a few words. He sighed, turned around and found a bunch of grass and flowers, and put them in his mouth to chew the juice.
Splash it everywhere and then apply it on the wound.
The tribesmen have their own way of living. The medicines they use are all natural and have good effects. When the herbs are applied to the wound, the bleeding will stop quickly, the pain will be replaced by numbness, and there will be a cool feeling, frowning.
Gradually he relaxed and his expression was no longer painful.
After the pain subsided, Mou Mou put down the herbal medicine, took a sip of water, raised his eyes and looked at Li Ziyu, "Thank you again for your help."
Looking away from the herbs, Li Ziyu was wondering if she should prepare some. They seemed to be quite useful. After hearing what Mou Mou said, she waved her hand and said, "Don't take it too seriously, we are friends."
Anyway, it's not a loss for me to save you. I will accept the body of the demonized tauren. Although it is not needed now, the special materials will always be valuable.
As the old saying goes, many friends mean many roads, many enemies mean many walls. He is a time traveler. He has no foundation in another world. If something happens, he can't find anyone to help him. It is naturally a good thing to make two more friends, especially
As an Aboriginal person, the relationship is complicated, and who knows when we will get help.
After thinking for a while, he spoke again, "By the way, what are you going to do next? Are you going to continue living here?"
Li Ziyu's question made Mou Mou silent. Yes, they blocked the attack of the demonized tauren. What next? Will they still live on the ancestral land?
The originally small tribe suffered serious attrition after this battle. The tauren are not a race that breeds quickly. It seems difficult to continue living with the existing population. He has not yet
Knowing that there are no more demonized tauren coming to attack them, their life will not go smoothly with the threat of demonized tauren.
Many orcs are attached to the land and will not easily leave their original territory. The same goes for the tauren. For them, the ancestral land is the root. If they leave the root, they will be like duckweeds. The best feeling is to have their feet on the ground.
They don't want to leave their ancestral land.
But can they continue to live without leaving their ancestral land?
This time there are more than a hundred demonized tauren. Next time, will there be more? What kind of defense will they rely on? Every time the demonized tauren come, do they have to go to the undead for help? The undead lord is his
He is a friend, not his father, so why should he come to help them every time? Helping once is friendship, helping twice is kindness. It is impossible to help them all the time.
Mou Mou is not an ordinary tauren warrior. He is the clan leader. On his shoulders, he carries the Tabu tribe. His mission is not to lead his relatives and friends to fight endlessly against the demonized tauren and contribute to the wasteland.
This is to allow the Tabu tribe to survive in the wilderness, so that the tribesmen can live better and better.
Before the battle, he wanted to defend his ancestral land. The passion in his chest made him choose to find allies and start a war with the demonized tauren. After the battle, the passion subsided and the tribe members were reduced by nearly half, leaving only the young and old. The tribe was devastated.
It is in tatters and facing threats that may reappear.
All this made Mou Mou wonder whether he had made the wrong decision and whether he should have listened to the elders' advice, abandoned his residence, and fled to other places to seek temporary stability.
No, that's not the case!
Mou Mou shook his head and rejected such an idea. The demonized tauren were not ordinary invaders. They did not come for the land, but came to kill and demonize more tauren.
Even if he escapes with his tribe, the demonized tauren will chase them closely, leaving them no time to rest until all the tribe members are dead. There are too many examples of this.
Fight them and destroy them to win more time!
Li Ziyu stood quietly opposite Mou Mou, watching the expression on his face constantly changing, occasionally frowning, occasionally shaking his head, and occasionally relaxing. After waiting for a long time, he didn't speak, so he said, "I'll give you a suggestion. I don't know.
Are you willing to listen?"
"Please speak, my friend." Mou Mou raised his head upon hearing the voice.
"Follow me, take the rest of your tribe, follow me, and join me." Li Ziyu said softly.
"Follow you...?" Mou Mou was stunned for a moment. Who is the other party? He is the Lord of the Undead. If you follow him, will you transform all of them into undead?
Li Ziyu has long thought about this matter. The mobile fortress will become larger and larger, and it can also unite other fortresses to become a city-state-like existence. Then can more races be summoned to join?
It should be possible. Various races live together, living a harmonious life under the rule of the undead. How wonderful this future is. There will be fox people, snake people, rabbit people among these races...
Ah, it's definitely not lustful, it's because of the undead... fairness, um, yes, it's fair. It has nothing to do with those beauties of all races. It's because the undead can create a harmonious, fair and loving world. That's it, that's right.
When it comes to fairness for the undead, there shouldn't be many objections. After all, what everyone pursues is fundamentally different. The rights, wealth, and women that most races pursue are simply unnecessary things for the undead, such as food, accommodation, etc.
Wait, the undead don't care. In a way, these skeletal undead can be said to be saints with no desires or desires.
People's struggle for fame and fortune is nothing in the eyes of the undead. They can become saints with no desires, the fairest judges and arbiters, without fear of life and death, which can make them powerful conquerors and defenders.
No matter how you look at it, the undead can create the peaceful and prosperous age that various schools of thought want to see in their past lives, right?
There's nothing wrong with it, it makes sense.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, we can conduct an experiment. If the tauren can survive in the mobile fortress, then other races should be able to do the same. By then, there will be foxes, snakes, and rabbits living in the fortress...
Li Ziyu had a good idea, but this was not the case in Mou Mou's ears. He felt that the undead lord in front of him wanted to turn them into skeletons and take them away, and his expression became unsightly, "We don't want to become
Undead."
"Um, what do you mean by turning into undead? I didn't say I wanted to turn you into undead. What I meant was that you moved to my fortress to live. As you can see, my fortress has become bigger and there is enough room to accommodate it.
You guys." Li Ziyu scratched his head and looked at Mou Mou in confusion.
do you mean this?
Mou Mou was also confused. Instead of becoming an undead, he went to live on the fortress. Thinking of the mobile fortress outside that had become much larger than before, he suddenly became a little tempted.