Chapter 112
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The news about the selection of barbarian soldiers caused a sensation inside and outside the rock tribe, because this time the selected soldiers will be awarded King level barbarian bones.
With King level barbarians, it is equivalent to getting a pass to senior barbarians.
Although a series of reforms carried out by Chudong inside and outside the tribe promoted the status of some ordinary barbarians, the most important was the barbarian soldiers.
In the brutal environment, it is the consensus of the whole wasteland that only the barbarian soldiers can save their lives as much as possible.
Everyone knows that in recent days, there are many barbarians in Panshi tribe, among which there are dozens of King level barbarians.
To be a barbarian warrior is the dream of every young man from childhood to adulthood.
Not only those who have become primary barbarian soldiers after the increase of Hericium wine can participate in the selection, but also some ordinary young people of the right age can participate in the selection.
As long as there is no integration of barbarian bones, those who want to become barbarian soldiers can participate.
Therefore, when Chudong, the chieftain of the tribe, announced that he was going to select the barbarian soldiers, he ignited the dream fire in the hearts of every tribe.
Mao is an ordinary tribesman. He is always discriminated against by his peers because he is thin and thin. He thinks that he can't be a barbarian soldier in his life.
However, now is an opportunity, success or failure depends on it!
"Niang, I also want to participate in the selection."
Mao's mother is also an ordinary person, because she has more than ten children, she looks older than people of the same age.
"Mao, you can't. You are too weak. "
"Nago, they and I were born of you. Why can't I?"
"Ah, you're not the same father. You don't even grow up to be a primary brute warrior after drinking monkey wine, which proves that you don't have that bone. "
"No, I'll try. The chieftain said that this selection was not limited to the primary barbarian soldiers. I must try this opportunity. "
"Well, since you want to have a try, try it."
Mao's mother is somewhat perfunctory.
After all, there are more than 100 young people in the tribe and Guangna camp who have been promoted to primary barbarian soldiers because of monkey wine, and the number of barbarian bones is limited. Mao's ordinary performance makes it impossible to fight against these people who have the strength of primary barbarian soldiers.
The next day, Mao came to the scene.
Near the Panshi tribe, there is a field with a wide field of vision. There is a small hill. Chudong, Yang, ahou, LVYE, axe and other high-level people of Panshi tribe are on the hill.
Mao Yuan looked at Chu Dong. He was about the same age as himself, but he had become the sea god of the rock tribe.
Mao's eyes were blazing. His desire to become a soldier was largely influenced by Chu Dong.
Chieftain can do it, so can I!
"Mao, what are you doing here?"
It's Mao's third brother.
Mao and Na are a countryman, but not a father.
Since wearing the glasses made by Chu Dong, Na has successfully become an intermediate barbarian soldier and the backbone of the hunting team.
"Nah, I want to try out, too."
"Mao, are you crazy? How do you join in the selection
The word "wine warrior" is the unified title given by barbarian soldiers to barbarian junior soldiers whose strength has increased sharply because of drinking monkey wine, with a kind of contempt.
The wine warrior and the real integration of the barbarian warrior fight, almost without exception, the wine warrior will lose to the barbarian warrior.
The strength, speed, toughness and other attributes of the wine warrior are indeed much better than those of ordinary people, but they are much worse than those of the real primary barbarian soldiers.
Wine soldiers are pseudo soldiers, which is the consensus of barbarian soldiers.
Therefore, the wine warrior is very eager to have a barbarian bone of his own and become a real barbarian soldier.
"Didn't the chieftain say that ordinary people can participate?"
"It depends on how many kilos you have. How can you fight them well? "
Qi, Ming and Xiao were the earliest wine fighters. After they awakened to be savage soldiers, they also took part in several wild hunting battles. Their fighting experience was richer than that of ordinary wine fighters.
"I told my mother, I want to have a try."
"Well, since you're iron, I'll let you touch your head and go back."
Na knew that his little brother was stubborn and could not be persuaded. He could only let him go.
Mao declared his name and waited outside.
The selection site is now a sea of people, and most of the people from Panshi tribe and Guangna camp gather here.
Not many trees around have been covered with people, a small tree can not bear the burden of "click" a break from the section.
Chudong slowly stood out. As soon as he came out, the noisy scene suddenly became silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Chudong.Chudong stands on the mountain and looks around. The scale of more than 1000 people is spectacular.
I didn't expect that I would become the leader of speech on the rostrum one day.
Chu east mouth corner smile for a while, then arranged the animal skin dress on the body, the facial expression is serious.
"Everyone is quiet."
In fact, it's very quiet, even children don't cry.
"Today we are going to start the selection of barbarian soldiers. We have heard that the registration work started yesterday and has basically ended. From now on, registration is no longer allowed."
"I won't say much about the importance of barbarian soldiers, just about the rules of selection."
"This selection is divided into two levels, one is the wine warrior who has drunk monkey wine and has a fairly junior barbarian warrior, the other is the ordinary person who has no warrior ability."
"Wine soldiers can only compete at the level of wine soldiers, while ordinary people participate in the selection at the level of ordinary people. Do you understand?"
Except for Chu Dong and Yang, no one knows the rules of selection.
As soon as Chu Dong's words came out, all the people were shocked, and then there was a "buzzing" discussion.
Everyone thinks that selection is a mixture of selection, and ordinary people who compete with wine fighters are basically looking for abuse. Therefore, even many teenagers who dream of becoming barbarian soldiers have snuffed out the flame in their hearts before the deadline for enrollment.
There are only a very small number of people who insist like Mao, only a dozen or so.
Even a fool can tell the difference between standing out from more than 100 wine fighters and standing out from more than 10 ordinary people.
A sigh of regret, one after another, regret should not adhere to the dream.
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The news about the selection of barbarian soldiers caused a sensation inside and outside the rock tribe, because this time the selected soldiers will be awarded King level barbarian bones.
With King level barbarians, it is equivalent to getting a pass to senior barbarians.
Although a series of reforms carried out by Chudong inside and outside the tribe promoted the status of some ordinary barbarians, the most important was the barbarian soldiers.
In the brutal environment, it is the consensus of the whole wasteland that only the barbarian soldiers can save their lives as much as possible.
Everyone knows that in recent days, there are many barbarians in Panshi tribe, among which there are dozens of King level barbarians.
To be a barbarian warrior is the dream of every young man from childhood to adulthood.
Not only those who have become primary barbarian soldiers after the increase of Hericium wine can participate in the selection, but also some ordinary young people of the right age can participate in the selection.
As long as there is no integration of barbarian bones, those who want to become barbarian soldiers can participate.
Therefore, when Chudong, the chieftain of the tribe, announced that he was going to select the barbarian soldiers, he ignited the dream fire in the hearts of every tribe.
Mao is an ordinary tribesman. He is always discriminated against by his peers because he is thin and thin. He thinks that he can't be a barbarian soldier in his life.
However, now is an opportunity, success or failure depends on it!
"Niang, I also want to participate in the selection."
Mao's mother is also an ordinary person, because she has more than ten children, she looks older than people of the same age.
"Mao, you can't. You are too weak. "
"Nago, they and I were born of you. Why can't I?"
"Ah, you're not the same father. You don't even grow up to be a primary brute warrior after drinking monkey wine, which proves that you don't have that bone. "
"No, I'll try. The chieftain said that this selection was not limited to the primary barbarian soldiers. I must try this opportunity. "
"Well, since you want to have a try, try it."
Mao's mother is somewhat perfunctory.
After all, there are more than 100 young people in the tribe and Guangna camp who have been promoted to primary barbarian soldiers because of monkey wine, and the number of barbarian bones is limited. Mao's ordinary performance makes it impossible to fight against these people who have the strength of primary barbarian soldiers.
The next day, Mao came to the scene.
Near the Panshi tribe, there is a field with a wide field of vision. There is a small hill. Chudong, Yang, ahou, LVYE, axe and other high-level people of Panshi tribe are on the hill.
Mao Yuan looked at Chu Dong. He was about the same age as himself, but he had become the sea god of the rock tribe.
Mao's eyes were blazing. His desire to become a soldier was largely influenced by Chu Dong.
Chieftain can do it, so can I!
"Mao, what are you doing here?"
It's Mao's third brother.
Mao and Na are a countryman, but not a father.
Since wearing the glasses made by Chu Dong, Na has successfully become an intermediate barbarian soldier and the backbone of the hunting team.
"Nah, I want to try out, too."
"Mao, are you crazy? How do you join in the selection
The word "wine warrior" is the unified title given by barbarian soldiers to barbarian junior soldiers whose strength has increased sharply because of drinking monkey wine, with a kind of contempt.
The wine warrior and the real integration of the barbarian warrior fight, almost without exception, the wine warrior will lose to the barbarian warrior.
The strength, speed, toughness and other attributes of the wine warrior are indeed much better than those of ordinary people, but they are much worse than those of the real primary barbarian soldiers.
Wine soldiers are pseudo soldiers, which is the consensus of barbarian soldiers.
Therefore, the wine warrior is very eager to have a barbarian bone of his own and become a real barbarian soldier.
"Didn't the chieftain say that ordinary people can participate?"
"It depends on how many kilos you have. How can you fight them well? "
Qi, Ming and Xiao were the earliest wine fighters. After they awakened to be savage soldiers, they also took part in several wild hunting battles. Their fighting experience was richer than that of ordinary wine fighters.
"I told my mother, I want to have a try."
"Well, since you're iron, I'll let you touch your head and go back."
Na knew that his little brother was stubborn and could not be persuaded. He could only let him go.
Mao declared his name and waited outside.
The selection site is now a sea of people, and most of the people from Panshi tribe and Guangna camp gather here.
Not many trees around have been covered with people, a small tree can not bear the burden of "click" a break from the section.
Chudong slowly stood out. As soon as he came out, the noisy scene suddenly became silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Chudong.Chudong stands on the mountain and looks around. The scale of more than 1000 people is spectacular.
I didn't expect that I would become the leader of speech on the rostrum one day.
Chu east mouth corner smile for a while, then arranged the animal skin dress on the body, the facial expression is serious.
"Everyone is quiet."
In fact, it's very quiet, even children don't cry.
"Today we are going to start the selection of barbarian soldiers. We have heard that the registration work started yesterday and has basically ended. From now on, registration is no longer allowed."
"I won't say much about the importance of barbarian soldiers, just about the rules of selection."
"This selection is divided into two levels, one is the wine warrior who has drunk monkey wine and has a fairly junior barbarian warrior, the other is the ordinary person who has no warrior ability."
"Wine soldiers can only compete at the level of wine soldiers, while ordinary people participate in the selection at the level of ordinary people. Do you understand?"
Except for Chu Dong and Yang, no one knows the rules of selection.
As soon as Chu Dong's words came out, all the people were shocked, and then there was a "buzzing" discussion.
Everyone thinks that selection is a mixture of selection, and ordinary people who compete with wine fighters are basically looking for abuse. Therefore, even many teenagers who dream of becoming barbarian soldiers have snuffed out the flame in their hearts before the deadline for enrollment.
There are only a very small number of people who insist like Mao, only a dozen or so.
Even a fool can tell the difference between standing out from more than 100 wine fighters and standing out from more than 10 ordinary people.
A sigh of regret, one after another, regret should not adhere to the dream.
The news about the selection of barbarian soldiers caused a sensation inside and outside the rock tribe, because this time the selected soldiers will be awarded King level barbarian bones. With King level barbarians, it is equivalent to getting a pass to senior barbarians. Although a series of reforms carried out by Chudong inside and outside the tribe promoted the status of some ordinary barbarians, the most important was the barbarian soldiers. In the brutal environment, it is the consensus of the whole wasteland that only the barbarian soldiers can save their lives as much as possible. Everyone knows that in recent days, there are many barbarians in Panshi tribe, among which there are dozens of King level barbarians. To be a barbarian warrior is the dream of every young man from childhood to adulthood. Not only those who have become primary barbarian soldiers after the increase of Hericium wine can participate in the selection, but also some ordinary young people of the right age can participate in the selection. As long as there is no integration of barbarian bones, those who want to become barbarian soldiers can participate. Therefore, when Chudong, the chieftain of the tribe, announced that he was going to select the barbarian soldiers, he ignited the dream fire in the hearts of every tribe. Mao is an ordinary tribesman. He is always discriminated against by his peers because he is thin and thin. He thinks that he can't be a barbarian soldier in his life. However, now is an opportunity, success or failure depends on it! "Niang, I also want to participate in the selection." Mao's mother is also an ordinary person, because she has more than ten children, she looks older than people of the same age. "Mao, you can't. You are too weak. " "Nago, they and I were born of you. Why can't I?" "Ah, you're not the same father. You don't even grow up to be a primary brute warrior after drinking monkey wine, which proves that you don't have that bone. " "No, I'll try. The chieftain said that this selection was not limited to the primary barbarian soldiers. I must try this opportunity. " "Well, since you want to have a try, try it." Mao's mother is somewhat perfunctory. After all, there are more than 100 young people in the tribe and Guangna camp who have been promoted to primary barbarian soldiers because of monkey wine, and the number of barbarian bones is limited. Mao's ordinary performance makes it impossible to fight against these people who have the strength of primary barbarian soldiers. The next day, Mao came to the scene. Near the Panshi tribe, there is a field with a wide field of vision. There is a small hill. Chudong, Yang, ahou, LVYE, axe and other high-level people of Panshi tribe are on the hill. Mao Yuan looked at Chu Dong. He was about the same age as himself, but he had become the sea god of the rock tribe. Mao's eyes were blazing. His desire to become a soldier was largely influenced by Chu Dong. Chieftain can do it, so can I! "Mao, what are you doing here?" It's Mao's third brother. Mao and Na are a countryman, but not a father. Since wearing the glasses made by Chu Dong, Na has successfully become an intermediate barbarian soldier and the backbone of the hunting team. "Nah, I want to try out, too." "Mao, are you crazy? How do you join in the selection The word "wine warrior" is the unified title given by barbarian soldiers to barbarian junior soldiers whose strength has increased sharply because of drinking monkey wine, with a kind of contempt. The wine warrior and the real integration of the barbarian warrior fight, almost without exception, the wine warrior will lose to the barbarian warrior. The strength, speed, toughness and other attributes of the wine warrior are indeed much better than those of ordinary people, but they are much worse than those of the real primary barbarian soldiers. Wine soldiers are pseudo soldiers, which is the consensus of barbarian soldiers. Therefore, the wine warrior is very eager to have a barbarian bone of his own and become a real barbarian soldier. "Didn't the chieftain say that ordinary people can participate?" "It depends on how many kilos you have. How can you fight them well? " Qi, Ming and Xiao were the earliest wine fighters. After they awakened to be savage soldiers, they also took part in several wild hunting battles. Their fighting experience was richer than that of ordinary wine fighters. "I told my mother, I want to have a try." "Well, since you're iron, I'll let you touch your head and go back." Na knew that his little brother was stubborn and could not be persuaded. He could only let him go. Mao declared his name and waited outside. The selection site is now a sea of people, and most of the people from Panshi tribe and Guangna camp gather here. Not many trees around have been covered with people, a small tree can not bear the burden of "click" a break from the section. Chudong slowly stood out. As soon as he came out, the noisy scene suddenly became silent, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Chudong.Chudong stands on the mountain and looks around. The scale of more than 1000 people is spectacular. I didn't expect that I would become the leader of speech on the rostrum one day. Chu east mouth corner smile for a while, then arranged the animal skin dress on the body, the facial expression is serious. "Everyone is quiet." In fact, it's very quiet, even children don't cry. "Today we are going to start the selection of barbarian soldiers. We have heard that the registration work started yesterday and has basically ended. From now on, registration is no longer allowed." "I won't say much about the importance of barbarian soldiers, just about the rules of selection." "This selection is divided into two levels, one is the wine warrior who has drunk monkey wine and has a fairly junior barbarian warrior, the other is the ordinary person who has no warrior ability." "Wine soldiers can only compete at the level of wine soldiers, while ordinary people participate in the selection at the level of ordinary people. Do you understand?" Except for Chu Dong and Yang, no one knows the rules of selection. As soon as Chu Dong's words came out, all the people were shocked, and then there was a "buzzing" discussion. Everyone thinks that selection is a mixture of selection, and ordinary people who compete with wine fighters are basically looking for abuse. Therefore, even many teenagers who dream of becoming barbarian soldiers have snuffed out the flame in their hearts before the deadline for enrollment. There are only a very small number of people who insist like Mao, only a dozen or so. Even a fool can tell the difference between standing out from more than 100 wine fighters and standing out from more than 10 ordinary people. A sigh of regret, one after another, regret should not adhere to the dream.
