Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

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"I have seen the nobleman!"

"I have seen the goddess!"

When the barbarians gathered at the outskirts of the camp, Narant took Winnie to stand directly on the wooden fence.

The savages were also very face-saving, and immediately knelt down to salute.

"Get up, everyone, how are you doing this winter!" Winnie, who had already been instructed, spoke first, and she was going to play the emotional card first.

When Narant returned to the castle, he left Winnie in this camp, and Winnie stayed there for more than half a month.

During the past half month, she continued to treat the injuries of these barbarians, whether it was a new injury or an old disease, she treated them gently.

Therefore, in the minds of these prairie barbarians, she is the aloof God Envoy, an existence bestowed by the gods to the mortal world to benefit their barbarians.

"Thank you, Goddess, we have a good winter, we can eat enough, and we don't have to worry about the severe cold!"

The barbarians who stood up below immediately responded enthusiastically.

"Well, since I'm doing well, I'm relieved! Everyone, our Lord Nalante of the Stormland wants to say a few words to you!"

Winnie smiled sweetly, and then passed the topic to Narante.

The savages who heard the words looked at Narante one after another, a little worried about what Narante was going to say.

Although they are upright and have no scheming, there are a few barbarians who can guess that Narant's arrival today may be about something they are unwilling to mention.

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"Barbarians, it is a great honor to cooperate with you this winter, and I have seen your hard work!"

"Now the harsh winter has passed, the earth is starting to warm up, and everything is waking up, and it's time to fulfill the promise I made to you!"

"I know you don't like me as a noble, after all, it was the nobles who drove your ancestors to the fire grassland!"

"To be honest, I don't agree with what the nobles did more than a hundred years ago. This land belongs to you barbarians, but they took it by force. Why can't everyone live together peacefully? This is not true of robbers. There is no difference!"

"It's just that it's a pity that I'm only seventeen years old, and what happened more than a hundred years ago can't be changed!"

"However, in order to express my apology to your ancestors, I will make some compensation to you later before you leave and return to the depths of the grassland. It is my personal sympathy!"

After Nalante took the topic, he took a panoramic view of the expressions of the barbarians below, and immediately started a performance of "noble cultivation" with sincere expressions.

Under Narante's narration, the eyes of the barbarians gradually became complicated.

Although the original view of Nalante, a nobleman, has changed a lot, the hurdle in his heart still cannot be eliminated.

Hearing Nalante's "artistic" words now, and "sincerely" criticizing what the nobles did back then, he was even more taken aback for a moment.

This made the barbarians instantly distinguish Nalante from the nobles who invaded them a hundred years ago, and subconsciously let go of their hostility towards him.

Thinking of the living camp, meat, and beer that Nalante provided them with this winter, they immediately felt the kindness of the lord.

When they finally heard that Nalante said that he would fulfill the promise he made at the beginning and allow them to return to the depths of the grassland, the barbarians immediately exploded.

Is this situation not good now?

They were able to eat enough, drink and eat meat, and more importantly, they did not bow to the nobles, which was the result of mutual cooperation.

In this way, the barbarians originally felt that as long as the lord did not mention it, they were not going to mention the matter of leaving.

But now the lord took the initiative to mention it, which made them at a loss for a while.

"Ah? Go back to the depths of the grassland, what should we do? Will we have no delicious beer in the future!"

"You just know how to drink, don't we want to go back to the grassland just to eat and drink?"

"Uh, are you willing to go back to the depths of the grassland?"

"If it's just for beer and meat, of course I'm willing to give it up... But, didn't you see it when you came last time? The terrifying space-time rift is still there, and dark creatures will continue to come out. Who can guarantee that we will wait for us?" Will we encounter it again after we go back, so I think we should stay on the edge for a while longer, and return after we guarantee that there is really no problem."

Narante didn't immediately stop the barbarians below from discussing, but let them buzz there.

Especially after hearing the comments of these barbarians, the corners of Narante's mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

I didn't expect that there was a talent among the barbarians, and he even explained the reasons for wanting to stay here so freshly and refinedly. It seems that the upright barbarians are not necessarily 100% upright.

"Okay everyone, it's getting late now, have you decided who is going to go back to the depths of the grassland, come forward now, and each of you can get a small can of beer."

The more they want to stay, the higher Nalante's posture will be, so that it will be easier to manage in the future and make them completely surrender.

When Narante finished speaking, the barbarian crowd fell silent immediately, and they all lowered their heads and looked around, but no one really stepped forward.

The corner of Narante's mouth curled up, and then he nodded slightly to the barbarians in the crowd.

Immediately, a hesitant voice came from the crowd, "My lord, can you continue to hire us? The grassland is too dangerous now. Although the dark creatures are temporarily suppressed, as long as the space crack exists for one day, the threat will last forever." exist."

"More importantly, because of the existence of the dead air in space cracks, all the animals in the grassland have escaped from the grassland. Even if we return to the grassland, if we can't hunt the prey, we will starve to death!"

"Yes, my lord~www.readwn.com~ There is no prey, we will starve to death when we go back!"

"That's right, let us stay here and work, so that we will not only have meat to eat, but also beer to drink!"

Immediately, several barbarians in the barbarian crowd echoed.

Of course, these barbarians were arranged by Narante.

No matter in the previous life or in this life, Nalante knew a truth, if he wanted to accomplish great things, he had no choice but to do so.

These trustees were all selected from Lei Meng's tribe in Maiye Village, so they were not afraid of being spotted at all.

And several Tuo also expressed the aspirations of these prairie barbarians, especially when they heard that there were no prey on the prairie because of their death.

Even a small number of prairie barbarians who wanted to leave immediately hesitated.

"What you said is very reasonable. It is indeed dangerous for you to return to the grassland now, and you will not be able to hunt food at all!"

"But... barbarians, although I am a nobleman, I am only a baron lord!"

"There used to be tens of thousands of people in my territory. Now I distribute the meat and beer to you, and the money spent is all taxes collected from them."

"They also work hard for me, but the treatment is not as good as yours, and they have to pay me taxes. If it takes a long time, someone will definitely blame me, my lord!"

"So, I definitely can't do such a thing. Although I also sympathize with you barons, I am really powerless as a baron!" Narante's face was full of earnestness and embarrassment.

"This... Do you really want us to go, but if we let us go, we will have no way out!"

Seeing that Nalante really didn't intend to keep them, these barbarians were in a hurry instead.