This long stick stone tool of Zishui can be said to have been born from the battle and soaked in blood.
Zishui has enough confidence in his weapons and physical strength that he can completely crush a "kid" like Lu Xiaolin with his physical strength alone.
However, Zishui underestimated the enemy too much. Lu Xiaolin was not an ordinary "little devil".
Lu Xiaolin jumped up and stepped on the head of the gray-armored wolf, and when he jumped into the air, Zishui's long stone tool flew towards him.
"Bang!"
Lu Xiaolin received the blessing of the God of Power and punched the long stick and stone tool in Zi Shui's hands into powder.
However, this is not over yet.
Before Zishui could recover from the shock, he had already received a solid punch in the face.
"puff!"
Zishui took off on the spot, separated from the gray-armored wolf, jumped high in the air, landed on a stone platform more than 10 meters away, and collapsed in front of the old village chief Ji Heng and six elders.
Zishui found that his cheek was swollen, his right femur was fractured, and he could not move at all.
At this time, Lu Xiaolin had replaced Zishui and sat on the gray armored wolf.
All this just happened in the blink of an eye, like a flash of lightning.
No one expected that Zishui would be punched to the ground by a "little man".
In Shuiyuan Village, all the villagers were stunned, including the remaining 11 warriors on the gray-armored wolf, whose expressions were frozen.
Here, Lu Xiaolin patted the gray-armored wolf and communicated in animal language: "We have eliminated your boss. Next, will I greet you with my fists, or will you take the initiative to integrate into Shuiyuan Village?"
The gray-armored wolf that Lu Xiaolin was riding reacted quickly. With a command, the remaining 11 gray-armored wolves all stood up and threw the warrior to the ground.
The soldiers who were thrown to the ground were quickly controlled by people from Shuiyuan Village.
All 12 people who were so proud three minutes ago were captured.
Under Lu Xiaolin's arrangement, three men from Shuiyuan Village guarded a warrior from the other tribe without fear of being escaped.
Due to his serious injuries, Zishui had basically no possibility of escaping.
As for the gray-armored wolf, they all gathered around the gray-armored wolf under Lu Xiaolin's crotch, not daring to make any mistakes.
What shocked Zishui was that he was the defeated general, but Lu Xiaolin didn't care about this. Instead, he walked over and helped him up personally.
He let the gray-armored wolf from before carry him to the outside of the bear pen far away from the cave in Shuiyuan Village.
"Kill if you want, what do you mean?" Zishui, lying on the ground, bared his teeth.
Ji Kuo's face turned pale: "Would you like to try another one?"
Lu Xiaolin smiled and asked Ji Kuo to step back: "Zishui, you are also the leader of a tribe after all, right? You must be unwilling to be defeated by me like this, right?"
Zishui was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Lu Xiaolin said indifferently: "In your heart, you must think that you can easily take me down, right?"
Zishui's arrogance showed up again: "Of course! In our tribe, I'm just a squad leader. There are many more powerful warriors than me. If you defeat me, it's not that powerful."
Lu Xiaolin smiled: "Okay, I think what you said is true. How about this, I let you go back, you can regroup your team, bring more powerful people, and fight me again.
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Ziguo's eyes suddenly lit up: "Is everything you said true?"
"Of course it's true. I want you to be convinced that you lost. It's best if you can get your most powerful person to come over. Otherwise, it won't be enough."
Zishui clenched his fists and said angrily: "Okay, this is what you said, I will definitely do what I say."
Saying that, Zishui twisted his body and said coldly: "Give me my gray-armored warrior wolf!"
Lu Xiaolin smiled, and Ji Kuo also laughed.
Ji Ping stepped forward and announced: "Grey-armored Wolf, don't think about it and crawl back by yourself."
When Zishui heard this, his face turned green: "No... no, I can't go back to our tribe without the gray-armored wolf. If that's the case, then... just kill me."
Lu Xiaolin looked at Zishui meaningfully and took his guess a step further. This guy must have been able to cross the wetland pasture to the east with the help of a gray-armored warrior wolf.
Lu Xiaolin released a look, and Ji Ping gave a "processed" gray-armored wolf to Zishui and placed him on top of the gray-armored wolf.
"Okay, as you said, go back and find your most powerful warriors, and don't let the rubbish warriors come over."
Zishui felt like he was granted amnesty, just like in a dream.
In his mind, the captured people were either doing hard labor or being killed. How could there be any reason for them to be voluntarily put back?
However, now that he had been pardoned, he was very excited.
Riding on the gray-armored wolf, Zishui turned around and said, "By the way, what's your name?"
Lu Xiaolin said calmly: "Ask your strongest man to come over and ask, you - you are not qualified enough to know."
Zishui was so angry that he almost exploded on the spot. He turned around and saw the limping gray-armored wolf trotting hard all the way to the wetland pasture to the east.
Zishui was so angry that his blood boiled all over, and he vowed to go back and report to the chief, so that the chief would lead the most ferocious warriors to annihilate the people of Shuiyuan Village in one fell swoop.
Although the gray-armored warrior wolf is limping, he still has basic speed.
As the gray-armored warriors carried Zishui away from Shuiyuan Village, Lu Xiaolin, Ji Kuo, and Ji Ping, riding on Xiong Da and Xiong Er, followed quietly, observing Zishui's every move...
Lu Xiaolin's power of faith was enough, and after his attempt, he successfully summoned the weapon god Xie Qier who was gathering in the blue smoke.
The feeding method of the Weapon God Xie Qi'er is not complicated either. The "food" she needs to swallow is diamond mineral soil. This stuff can be found everywhere on the mountain wall to the north of Shuiyuan Village.
After about an hour of super feeding, Xie Qie'er got up and had already reached the size of an adult's fist.
Relying on the blessing of the weapon god Xie Qier, Lu Xiaolin directly summoned 50 large shovels.
In the afternoon of that day, after obtaining the consent of the old village chief, Lu Xiaolin led 11 prisoners and 30 soldiers to the wetland pasture in the east.
The 50 large shovels were carried by 11 gray-armored wolves. Although these gray-armored wolves questioned Lu Xiaolin's "own theory," it was still better than the previous fight.
In the wetland pasture to the east, Lu Xiaolin delineated a large area based on the route that Zishui and others must pass.
Then, he distributed the big shovels.
"Everyone has got the shovel. Now, dig a hole down along the range I demarcated. It should at least exceed... this. In this way, we set a standard and it must exceed the height of Ji Ping. Okay, let's start work!
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Soon, everyone started digging holes with big shovels.
The labor capacity of the soldiers and 11 prisoners in Shuiyuan Village exceeded Lu Xiaolin's imagination.
One afternoon, the big pit was dug. It was a large pit 30 meters long and 2 meters wide. It was located on the only way for the Zishui tribe to travel to Shuiyuan Village.