Looking at the hundreds of people in front of him, Xiaobai narrowed his eyes, slowly grasped the hilt of the sword behind him, and pulled out the sword with a flick.
When Xiao Bai drew his sword like this, he immediately frightened the wilderness slaves. They couldn't understand what Xiao Bai meant, and they all backed away in horror.
The two-handed sword pierced the ground and stood in front of Xiao Bai.
"What are you hiding from?" Xiaobai asked confusedly as he looked at the wilderness slaves who had retreated far away.
Don’t you understand what you are hiding from?!
The selected tribesmen in the wilderness roared in their hearts, wondering why they suddenly pulled out their swords to scare people.
They only dared to shout in their hearts, but on the surface they were still very honest and walked back cautiously.
Xiaobai put his hands behind his waist, stood straight, and looked at the cowering wilderness slave in front of him.
"What are you afraid of?" Xiaobai asked.
The slaves in the wilderness did not dare to say a word. They all lowered their heads and counted how many grass blades there were on the ground.
There was faint laughter from the crowd, and a few wilderness slaves who were watching the fun and not taking it too seriously were smiling playfully.
Xiao Bai turned around to look, his eyes were extremely cold, and a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood flashed through his eyes.
Although the horrific scene only passed by in a flash, it still scared the laughing wilderness slaves to the point where they broke into cold sweat, lowered their heads quickly, and trembled all over.
The knights glanced at the slaves indifferently and said nothing. They were already familiar with Xiaobai. From Xiaobai's actions, they knew that he was probably making a big move. It was not easy to step forward to cause trouble at this time.
"Do you know why you are standing here?" Xiaobai asked the wilderness slave in front of him.
"Know."
"To become a warrior."
…
The wilderness slaves answered in twos and threes.
"Look at how you look now, do you look like a warrior?" Xiaobai curled his lips in disdain and said sarcastically.
warrior?
Knights, you look at me and I look at you, shrugging, wondering what the boss is going to do.
Red-maned Yang Lie separated from the crowd and came to Xiao Bai. He glanced at Xiao Bai doubtfully and then at the wilderness slave standing in front of him. The boss didn't talk to him about choosing warriors. What's the situation now?
Don't know either.
"Starting from tomorrow, you will also start training, starting with the simplest things!" Xiaobai shouted.
"Yes..." the wilderness slave replied sparsely.
"Did you eat it when it's short, or drink it when it's short? Do you have high blood sugar or high blood pressure? You can't even shout without strength?" Xiaobai asked coldly.
"Yes!" Facing those squinting eyes, the wilderness slave shuddered instantly, quickly raised his neck, and responded with the loudest voice.
"Get out of here, get up early tomorrow and start training!" Xiaobai waved his hand.
The slaves in the wilderness dispersed one after another as if they had been granted amnesty.
The others looked confused. Is this the end? Just say these two sentences?
They can understand the words of the question, but they don't know what to do.
The slaves dispersed, but the knights gathered around.
"Boss, what's going on?" Red-maned Yanglie asked with confusion.
"It's nothing, I just plan to train a group of soldiers." Xiaobai shrugged, returned to his usual appearance, and said with a smile.
"Training warriors? Just them?" Red Mane Yang Lie pointed at the leaving slaves in surprise and said.
"Yes, it's them." Xiaobai nodded seriously.
"They are wilderness people and slaves, boss." Red-maned Yanglie smiled bitterly. Who among the prairie people doesn't know that the wilderness people are the most troublesome? They have no sense of honor, mission, or responsibility, and are particularly prone to betrayal.
Cheating, betrayal, regret, etc. are common things for the wilderness people. The grassland people will keep them if they are used as slaves, let alone train them to become warriors.
The Red-maned Fierce Horse Tribe was able to successfully tame these wilderness slaves, which was all thanks to Yingman'er. Otherwise, they would not have dared to keep so many slaves around, and they might have their heads cut off by the rebellious wilderness slaves while they slept.
"Whether it works or not, you have to try it before you know." Xiaobai said.
"But..." Hongmane Yanglie wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Xiaobai reaching out.
"When I rescued you, did you think that today would happen? Did you think that you could ride a horse across the wilderness? Did you think that you could revive your gods?" Xiaobai asked with a confused look on his face.
"..." Hongmane Yanglie suddenly stopped talking, the facts were right in front of him.
"Everyone has his own place. Once he finds his own place, he can exert unimaginable power." Xiaobai said slowly with his hands behind his back.
Red-maned Yanglie couldn't understand Xiaobai's words. His knowledge was not enough for him to understand, but he felt that Xiaobai's words were very profound, and he nodded in understanding.
"Don't pretend to understand, just ask if you don't understand." Looking at Hongman Yanglie's expression, Xiaobai knew that he didn't understand what he said.
"I don't understand!" Red-maned Yanglie replied simply, looking at Xiaobai expectantly, waiting for him to explain to him.
"If you don't understand...then think about it more. If you think about it more, you may still not understand." After Xiaobai finished speaking, he turned around and returned to the tent.
Boss, are you really okay with being so naughty?
The red-maned Yanglie looked helpless. He really couldn't figure out Xiaobai's temperament. Sometimes, it was downright scary, and sometimes, it was extremely helpless.
The next day, just after dawn, Xiaobai opened the tent and came out.
Outside the tent, one hundred wilderness slaves had been waiting for a long time, looking bored.
They didn't know how early Xiaobai said it was. Anyway, it was better to arrive early than to arrive late. They got up in the middle of the night and came to the door of Xiaobai's tent to wait.
Xiaobai didn't need to rest, so he could clearly feel how many people were outside, but he didn't go out because he just wanted to endure these people.
Wilderness people are different from prairie people. They advocate the so-called freedom more, but this is not what Xiaobai wants. What Xiaobai needs is their ferocity, not their spirit of advocating freedom.
Only by enduring them, polishing them, keeping the good qualities and getting rid of the dross can these wilderness slaves grow into excellent warriors.
The first step is discipline. We need to make them understand the importance of discipline.
When Xiaobai came out, the slaves in the wilderness looked over.
"What do you look like? Stand up!" Xiaobai roared.
Already used to being lazy, the wilderness slaves didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what they did, but when they saw Xiaobai getting angry, they were still afraid and quickly stood up.
This stance is also annoying, it's crooked and looks like a bunch of hooligans.
Xiaobai's hand stretched out from behind, holding a small white bone stick, and patted it gently in the palm of his hand.
"Stand still." Xiaobai ordered.
The slaves adjusted it a little, but it was still crooked. Xiaobai smiled, walked forward with a small bone stick, and without saying anything else, he just hit it with a stick.
"Oh my god~"
"pain!"
"oops!"
…
A group of slaves screamed and screamed after being whipped by Xiaobai, but they adjusted their posture.