Vol 2 Chapter 542: -Build a fortress

The two rushed to the engineering department, while Usma organized the people who were going to build the fortress, and bid farewell to Ain.
"Yin, I am leaving." Usma said affectionately.
Ain didn't speak.
Usma scratched her head: "I'm really gone."
A Yin just spoke, but his face still looked cold: "Yeah."
"Master Usma, the patriarch is here."
Just when Usma wanted to say something to Ain, a sharp-eyed tribe suddenly shouted.
When Usma heard the words and turned his head, he saw the thief and the earth mountain coming from a distance.
When the two came to the front, the thief saw Usma who had bid farewell to A Yin, and asked Tushan: "Is it time for us to come?"
Tushan: "I feel so."
"Then let's go and come back later."
Although he said so, Ji Thief stood still smiling while holding his arms.
Upon seeing this, A Yin turned around and left.
"Personality." Looking at A Yin's back, Ji Thief picked a thumbing brother.
There were seven hundred people in the Lihuo tribe. Not all of them were respectful when they saw him, but Usma's mouth turned around and left without giving himself a good face.
Shaking his head, the thief maliciously wondered which of Usma and Ayin were dominant at night.
Seeing Ayin's departure, Usma came over with some dissatisfaction: "It's all your patriarch. I still want to say a few more words to Ain, and you scared her away."
Ji Zei froze for a moment: "I scared her away? Am I scary?"
Usma shook his head: "It's not the patriarch, you don't understand. Ain ran when he saw you because of your identity."
"My identity?" Ji Thief didn't understand.
No wonder he didn't understand, only Usma knew that Ayin's personality was like this, and everyone was cold.
The reason why I ran when I saw Ji Thief is because Ji Thief’s identity is here. After all, the patriarch of the Lihuo tribe, for Ayin, this is a big-time figure who understands respect, but is not good at expressing it. Isn't the emotional Ayin just evasive?
However, Ji Thief doesn't understand these.
"By the way, Lord Patriarch, I have something to tell you."
The thief nodded: "You said."
"I estimate that it will take at least 30 days to build the fortress at the entrance to the north this time. Therefore, the Engineering Department will have to let the patriarch look at you." Usma said.
Ji Zei didn't understand: "Don't you have a deputy, just let him watch?"
Usma sighed, "Ah, my deputy doesn't know how to make trebuchets."
"A trebuchet? Are you a trebuchet?"
Usma looked around, and quietly pulled the thief to the distance, saying: "It's such a patriarch. I asked someone to prepare materials for the trebuchet a few days ago and plan to build a few more."
"How many?"
"Cross."
"What the hell? There are already five in the tribe? This is a bit too much!" Ji Thief was surprised.
Usma looked at the thief with a grimace: "Isn't it because of you, patriarch? Well, I have to tell me something about the Qingfeng tribe. Why don't I have to do some trebuchets to prepare for half a year? After the war, that’s it, I think it’s less."
Ji Thief: "Brother, don't you have a phobia of lack of firepower?"
"What disease?"
"No, nothing."
Usma sighed: "The patriarch, you must help me watch this trebuchet matter."
The thief waved his hand: "Don't worry, I'll help you watch it well."
Only then did Usma relax: "The patriarch, I am leaving, do you have anything else to say?"
Ji thief thought for a while: "Yes."
"what?"
"If Patriarch Lin sees us building a fortress, do you know what to say?" Ji Thief asked.
Usma looked up at the thief blankly.
Upon seeing this, Ji Thief patted his head and said: "You tell them that we are doing this for hunting purposes."
"Hunting?"
"Yes, it is not possible to let Chief Lin and the others know about the Qingfeng tribe. If they ask, you will block the crossing of the prey to the north, so that everyone can make a lot of money."
Usma looked at the thief in surprise: "Master Patriarch, have you already thought of this reason?"
Ji thief waved his hand: "It was only thought of in these two days. For the same reason, if we have a clan ask, you can say the same."
Usma was slightly excited: "Master Patriarch, how did you know that someone from the tribe asked me this? At first, I didn't know how to tell them. Now there are reasons."
Ji thief laughed: "Okay, go, just do as I said."
Usma nodded vigorously and promised. First, he led the people to the residence of the Bone Wasteland and found A Jie. A Jie came forward. The two called Shang A-Gump (after A Tu changed his name) and more than 300 Bone Wasteland. Of refugees, heading for a large mountain range.
In order to protect Usma, the hunter who got the order of the thief also took people to follow. His original position was replaced by Aniu who was walking with Usma.
Everything went according to the Ji thief's plan. Usma led the people to build a fortress at the northern entrance, and A Jie watched on the Bone Wasteland.
As for the thief, he stayed behind in the Li Volcanic Valley.
The barracks outside the valley were replenished with a new group of members. The clansmen who had been requested to train by the patriarchs of the previous group had been sent back. At this time, a new group of new members arrived.
A person in charge in the tribe said that if the forest tribe and their tribe are trained too strong, it will threaten the status of the Lihuo tribe, but Ji Thief has his consideration, Qingfeng tribe will arrive in half a year at most, if If the forest tribe's strength is too weak, it will be settled by the Qingfeng tribe.
Their strength is strong, and they can also make considerable contributions in future wars.
Everyone is a member of the Federation, and our allies are strong, which means that we are strong as an excuse to block the mouths of opposing clansmen. After that, the thief began to deal with tribal affairs.
On the third day after Usma left, the thief left the engineering department and returned to his residence after explaining some things. When he arrived, Xuezheng squatted with joy in front of the cage that held the golden eagle. Today , It is the seventh day of boiling the eagle. If it succeeds, then this golden eagle will belong to the thief.
Holding the two pieces of raw meat in his hand, Ji Thief came to Xue's and squatted down and asked, "How is the situation?"
Xue Xue's bloodshot eyes were open: "I didn't let it rest for a while."
The thief nodded in satisfaction, gave Xue a piece of raw meat in his hand, and took a look at the golden eagle in the cage.
I saw that the golden eagle lowered his head, looking languid.
This is in stark contrast with the spirited spirit before.
Ji Zei used a stick to pick the meat and stick it into the cage.
The golden eagle glanced, but there was no movement.
Ji thief frowned upon seeing this, and put the meat under the golden eagle's mouth, but the latter still did not move.
Seeing this, Ji Thief's complexion became ugly, no, no, I'm still like this, is this stuff still not succumbing?
Is the meat stale?
With this thought, Ji Thief took the stick back and stretched out his left hand to take the meat off, when the golden eagle suddenly moved.
Suddenly stretched his neck and grabbed the piece of meat between Ji Thief's fingers and swallowed it forcefully into his stomach.
"Fuck!"
Startled by the action of the golden eagle, Ji thief looked at his hands that didn't have any wounds.
Nima scared me to death.
Xue also hurriedly threw the meat caring and asked Ji Thief what happened.
Ji Zei recalled the action of the golden eagle just now, then waved his hand to look at the golden eagle.
Soon, the golden eagle ate the meat and looked up at Ji Thief.
Xue Xue didn't understand now, and asked Ji Thief: "Warrior, this is..."
Ji Thief thought for a while, and with a thought, he picked up the meat that Xue had just thrown, patted it clean and placed it in his hand, and then reached into the cage.
Xue couldn't help but exclaimed: "Warrior, be careful!!!"
Ji Thief didn't move, he still put his hand into the cage, but from his trembling shoulders, it is not difficult to see how nervous he is now.
"Damn, if you dare to pick me up, I'll cook it for you."
Thinking of his mind, Ji Thief looked at the golden eagle and said nothing.
Perhaps the thoughts in his mind could be seen from Ji Thief’s eyes, or it is possible that the king in the sky really succumbed, only to see that the golden eagle straightened his neck forward and took the meat from Ji Thief’s hand. Block, swallow on the neck.