CHAPTER 70: CHAPTER 66: DO YOUR PEOPLE WANT BREAD?

Judging by the appearance, these wildmen’s societal structure seems to be the most basic tribal form.

"Do these people still eat raw meat?"

Luo De looked at Us and asked, "Do they eat human flesh?"

"They don’t eat raw meat, nor do they eat human flesh, my lord," Us replied.

"That’s good then."

If they ate human flesh, Luo De truly wouldn’t be able to keep them.

Luo De looked at these wildmen and asked coldly, "Who is the leader?"

"Ula, Ula, Ula..."

A burst of noisy clamor erupted from the wildmen’s mouths, giving Luo De a headache.

These people actually can’t even speak the common language.

It seems they have indeed been in the mountains all this time.

"Does anyone here understand what they’re saying?"

Luo De turned to Us and the others.

If no one understood what the wildmen were saying, then Luo De would have to assign someone to watch them with a whip and make them do the most primitive work.

Like mining, extracting stones.

"I, I can understand a little."

Us stepped forward and said proactively.

His wife’s, mother’s, and father’s gazes instantly fell on him, as if questioning why the whole family couldn’t but he could.

"Have you forgotten, grandma!"

Us turned his head to explain to Luo De, "My grandmother is a wildman. She taught me some things when I was young, but I don’t know if it’s the same tribe as theirs."

"Give it a try."

Luo De gestured for Us to step forward.

Us nodded, walked up to the wildmen and shouted at them,

"Princhis!"

As soon as the words fell, the wildmen looked at each other in confusion.

Us thought they didn’t understand, so he repeated it.

At that moment, a tall and sturdy man, nearly 1.9 meters high, stepped out from among the wildmen.

Luo De waved his hand, signaling the man to come forward.

The man understood and slowly walked up to Luo De.

Without hesitation, Luo De slapped the man twice.

The other wildmen suddenly rose, expression angry, wanting to resist, but were forced back by the guards’ sharp blades and squatted back down.

The wilderness chief stared wide-eyed, babbling a slew of words.

"Tell him this is the punishment for attacking my subjects. This punishment is already very mild."

After saying that, Luo De slapped the man twice more.

Looking at these wildmen’s reactions, it confirmed that the man before him was indeed the chief.

"The two slaps just now were the price of their anger."

After those four slaps, the wilderness chief wanted to fight back, but was forced back by a guard’s longsword to his neck.

Luo De didn’t waste words and said to Us:

"Ask him his name, what tribe, how many people, why did they come out of the Blade Mountain Range to rob?"

Us nodded, thought for a moment, and translated Luo De’s words for the wildmen.

The wilderness chief babbled a lot once again.

Us turned to him somewhat awkwardly, "He, he said a child is not fit to speak to him, not fit to ask him questions."

"He said he only submits to a chief, and you don’t look stronger than a soldier, and your slaps have no strength."

"I told him you are the chief, but he doesn’t believe it."

Us’s face was full of distress.

The wildmen’s minds don’t entertain the concept of a Noble Lord, their primitive tribal lifestyle makes them think only a strong chief can lead them to acquire prey.

"Don’t tribes have elders and wise men?"

After Luo De asked, he suddenly realized.

—The wise men are usually elderly.

"No worries, you don’t need to translate."

Luo De waved his hand and smiled as he extended his hand to the wilderness chief,

"Come on, show me how strong you really are."

The wilderness chief tilted his head, thought for a moment, and hesitantly clasped Luo De’s hand.

A tremendous force suddenly attacked!

"Ah!"

The wilderness chief immediately let out a scream, the pain making him involuntarily bend down!

But Luo De didn’t relent, the force in his hand increased again!

Not to mention the power augmentation from the Knight’s Breathing Technique, even just the attribute enhancement from the power of forging wasn’t something this wildman could endure!

What surprised Luo De was that this wildman was quite ferocious.

The force on his hand not only failed to make him succumb, but he even swung another fist at Luo De!

Snap!

With a crisp sound of flesh colliding, the wildman’s fist was caught firmly by Luo De’s other hand!

Then Luo De twisted his arm forcefully, and the wildman let out another scream!

Immediately after, Luo De kicked the wilderness chief in the chest, sending him flying!

Bang!

The wilderness chief landed heavily on the ground, making an impact in the wildmen’s hearts.

Very oddly, when Luo De slapped the wilderness chief, they would be angry and want to resist.

But when Luo De sent their chief flying, these wildmen lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Luo De.

Us and his family also widened their eyes, stunned on the spot.

This young lord’s strength is actually so great?

No wonder I felt scared of him!

Yet the guards weren’t surprised at all.

—Lord is the one who cut off a dragon’s head with a sword, what are the wilderness wildmen?

"Is this the rule of your tribe?"

Luo De calmly walked to the wilderness chief, grabbed his hair, and lifted his head,

"Can you answer questions properly now?"

The wilderness chief nodded.

"Very good... Hmm?"

Luo De frowned slightly, "You can understand?"

"Prophet, teach, can understand."

...

...

After being beaten, the wilderness chief was particularly obedient, pouring out the information Luo De wanted to know in one go.

His name is Tasa, hailing from the White Frost Tribe, having just taken over the position of chief recently.

Many fields in the tribe have been washed away by heavy rain, with two food storage caves flooded by rainwater.

The stored grain this season was already scarce. After the heavy rain, it was even worse, and the entire White Frost Tribe hovered on the verge of hunger every day.

To solve the food problem, the White Frost Tribe had two choices.

To venture deep into the Blade Mountain Range in search of food, or to come out of the Blade Mountain Range to raid.

To find an answer, the Prophet performed a divination.

The result of the divination indicated that coming out of the Blade Mountain Range to raid would be the right choice.

"Seems like their Prophet’s divination isn’t accurate either."

Us shook his head, lamenting: "Didn’t get any loot, ended up captured instead."

"No, I think it’s accurate."

Luo De smiled at Tasa and said, "Be my slaves, work for me, and I’ll feed you."

Us was taken aback.

The Prophet’s divination was meant to solve the food issue, and being captured as slaves indeed ensured they would have food to eat!

It indeed resolved the problem of food scarcity!

"Enough, food?" wilderness chief Tasa asked.

"Are you asking if you can eat enough?" Luo De inquired for confirmation.

Tasa nodded.

Luo De didn’t waste words and immediately ordered the kitchen to bring some black bread.

These wildmen often ate meat in the mountains, but bread as food was a fatal temptation for them.

Sure enough, when the black bread was brought out, these wildmen stared intently, eager to pounce.

If it weren’t for Luo De and the guards, they might have rushed in to snatch it.

And when the guards distributed the bread to them, these wildmen stuffed whole pieces into their mouths.

The black bread itself wasn’t soft, and after sitting for a few days, it was very hard. Luo De usually arranged for the kitchen to serve the slaves’ bread with hot soup.

But these wildmen didn’t care at all, swallowing it down without even chewing properly.

For the first time, Luo De saw the words "ferocious" in the process of eating bread.

"Alright, now you’ve finished your bread."

Luo De observed Tasa, leisurely saying, "Do you want all your clansmen to eat bread?"