I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Baiyue and the two people first talked about the "chaos" created by each of their actions against the small tribe, and then they talked about the situation of the Changli land boundary.

The latest news is that the Changli realm didn’t know why, there was a joint action between the Maul and the Goshawk Ministry on the man’s burly corps. It is said that the burly corps took the lead in killing many of the Goshawk tribe’s clansmen and looted their yellow cavalry. .

Mu Feng was stunned.

Although he was not sure, he also felt that the reason for this incident was probably related to the fifty armored earth dragons that he had robbed of the burly part.

Originally thinking of this to provoke most of the conflicts in Changli's tribe, he first used the hands of others to destroy a goshawk tribe, and then he could take advantage of it.

What he didn't expect was that the Goshawk Department had actually started with the Yanmen Department first.

If he didn't expect it to be bad, it should be that Morhan who returned to the tribe and put the blame on the burly ministry.

If that's the case, this Morhan is an expert at instigating war.

Then he was right to let him go back temporarily.

With just this coming, the situation of the Changli Tribe's boundary was a bit beyond his expectation, and the steps that were originally expected had to be re-planned.

"It's really troublesome, the plan can't keep up with the changes!" Mu Feng rubbed his head.

He waved his hand, thinking in his heart how to arrange the next move based on the current situation.

After Baiyue and the others confessed, they went to rest, leaving Hanshu there to explain the affairs of the dragon department.

When Han Shu came back, there was still a faint smell of blood all over, and it was obvious that he had experienced a battle before returning.

The five-headed earthen dragon is proof.

According to Han Shu, the Dragon Department is now aware of the existence of Jiang.

They may not know the specific location of Da Jiang, but they know that there is such a tribe that has enabled the Blue Bird Department to become active in the passive situation for many years.

So this time they dispatched nearly twenty armored earth dragons.

Therefore, Da Jiang and the Blue Bird Ministry joined forces this time to kill dozens of people, but also severely injured many people in the Dragon Ministry, and captured eight armored earth dragons.

Because the Great Jiang warrior paid a heavy price to cover the Bluebird fighters this time, he got five, and the Bluebird took three, and asked for more cows and horses.

In the end, Han Shu and Mu Feng said: "Great Chief, as long as there are people in the Dragon Division are a large number of people, it is impossible to rely on plundering to achieve consumption again. We can't at the expense of the tribe!"

Mu Feng nodded and said sternly: "I don't need to intrude on them for the time being. After the Blue Bird Club comes, I will follow them to the Blue Bird Club and make a plan of battle!"

Han Shu looked excited: "Are you really going to take a shot at the Dragon Head?"

Mu Feng smiled and said: "Winter is coming soon, the Chinese New Year is coming, behead the fat pig, and have a good year!"

"Chinese New Year?" Han Shu was strange, "What Chinese New Year?"

Mu Feng waved his hand: "It's okay, you go and rest, I'll look for you again when I look back!"

"Yes!"

After understanding the situation, Mu Feng went out to meet Hu Dao and Hei Lianjiang and the others.

This time they brought together "elites" from several tribes to learn Chinese characters, and they all seemed to attach great importance to this matter.

Mu Feng invited them all to the classroom of the foreign school. After briefly introducing the reason for the construction of the foreign school, he began to teach writing.

Except for a few great chiefs and Xiong Da, it is not the first time to learn to write, everyone else is in contact for the first time, so you can imagine how difficult it is to learn.

Huaguzi was also inside as an escort.

It is not hard to imagine her shock when Mu Feng taught them to write.

Hold a pen, write, and follow the people on the side as if a Mengtong kid is a beginner learning Chinese characters, repeating: "Big, big, big! Big and big!"

Everything seems very magical!

Then Mu Feng began to let everyone write these words, while he patrolled around the desk.

The words written by Wolf Hill were horrible, not as good as Konoha.

The tiger's first writing is not bad, it can be regarded as figured out what is horizontal and vertical.

Hei Lianjiang stared at him with a bitter face, couldn't write a single stroke, and was in a hurry-he had been busy building a tribe recently, and he didn't have time to practice writing.

Mu Feng looked at Hei Lianjiang and sighed, and Hei Lianjiang bowed his head and sighed.

On the contrary, Da Huyou's writing is really good, he looks Zhouzheng, and there is already some gun stick atmosphere between the strokes, which is very rare.

It can be seen that Dahuyou really does not practice calligraphy less often!

He is not stingy with his compliment: "Yes, yes, brother, you really write the word really well!"

Da Huyou triumphed: "Haha, I practice for a long time every day!"

Mu Feng nodded: "It's really good!"

Da Huyou suddenly felt glamorous, holding the paper he was writing, and showing it left and right: "Come, come, take a look, just write it like me!"

Judging by his expression, it is clear that he is a first-grade pupil who has been praised by the teacher-no one in the second grade would do that!

Now Hei Lianjiang was even more ashamed, flushed, and scratched his head.

What surprised Mu Feng even more was that Xiong Da's writing was also good, which was beyond his expectation.

Don't even think about it, this must be a big flicker forcing him to practice.

Thinking of this level, Mu Feng naturally didn't hesitate to praise him, so Xiong Da showed his face in front of everyone.

The point is-Mufeng needs the power to set an example for these people!

In order to ensure the effect, he said with a smile: "Brother, because you write best with Xiongda, so one person will give you a sheep as a reward!"

"Reward, sheep?" Da Huyou was puzzled.

But when he heard "Send you", he immediately reacted and laughed: "Haha, brother, you mean I write well, give me a sheep, don't you?"

Mu Feng nodded: "Not bad!"

Da Huyou laughed loudly: "This is good, this is good! You can get a sheep if you write well!"

The Xiong Da on the side was also stunned, opening his mouth wide to say something, but his face flushed and couldn't say anything.

He scratched his head, only to find it unbelievable: he hunts hard, he may not be able to get prey from birth to death, here just because the words are written well, can he get a sheep?

Not only him, everyone was surprised, and they looked at Mu Feng with incredible gazes, seeming to confirm that what he said was true.

Mu Feng naturally saw everyone’s doubts and nodded to confirm again: “Yes, every time you come here to learn writing, the best performer can get a sheep! If you write well three times in a row, you can get a sheep. Ma! You can take things away when you leave my big ginger!"

"What!" It was Huaguzi who spoke first.

She only felt that Mu Feng was crazy. These people didn't do anything. They just came here to learn to write. They can get sheep and horses without taking any risks.

Are there so many cows, horses and sheep in Dajiang?

Mu Feng smiled and walked to Huaguzi, nodded and said: "Yes, as long as you write well, there will be sheep to get...Well, sister-in-law, you write the word well, and you can get a sheep!"

"Huh?" Hua Guzi was surprised. Before he could react, he got a sheep, and subconsciously looked at the "classmate" next to him-Wolf Hill.

Langqiu also felt surprised. He stretched his head to look at Huaguzi's writing. It really was much better than his own, and he felt ashamed—a person who learns to write for the first time is better than himself!

But immediately he got excited again.

Huaguzi is his wife, isn't the sheep she got equal to what he got!

Thinking of this, he grinned happily again...

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