Throne of Vientiane Civilization

Chapter 189 'The Halo of the Protagonist'

After being summoned by the primitive people of his own tribe through a ceremony, although Zhang Peng didn't make any contributions, relying on his status as the "God's Chosen One", he successfully took the position of the leader of the tribe.

But now it will be winter as soon as he comes out, there is not much room for him to play, and the tribe is facing food problems.

Originally, according to his idea, he relied on his clever brain to solve his own food problem for the tribe, and at the same time establish his own prestige.

Then he quickly discovers...

【Depend on! There is nothing in this big winter, how can I solve it? ! 】

[I have no way out, so I'll go grab other tribes, right! It's all written in the novel! When I first upgrade the weapons in the tribe to increase the combat effectiveness, then I will deal with other primitive people, wouldn't it be easy to catch? 】

Thinking of this, a smug smile appeared on Zhang Peng's face.

"You, go and bring me the weapons in the tribe."

The tribe members who received the order hurried to get the weapons.

Zhang Peng took a closer look, and the expression on his face froze immediately.

Seeing that their leader didn't move for a long time, the tribe member thought that their leader didn't recognize the weapon, so he hurriedly explained...

"This is a stone axe, and this is a sling. The sling is just to put the stone here, and just turn it around and throw it out."

【How the hell do I know! 】

It's hard to be treated like a fool by primitive people.

But at the same time, it also made him realize that he was oversimplifying things.

With slings and stone axes already in the tribe, if you upgrade later, maybe you need to make bronze utensils and bows and arrows?

What does this make him do? For a moment, everyone was numb, and they just froze in place.

However, he even encountered such a thing as crossing. Zhang Peng, who considered himself to be a "protagonist halo", believed that he would definitely be able to overcome the difficulties.

Right now, there is no room for him to use the food and equipment, so he can only rely on tactics.

According to his mind as a traveler, if he fooled some primitive people, wouldn't that be easy?

After calling the people in the tribe and briefly talking about the surrounding situation with him, he quickly had an idea.

[According to those people in the tribe, the strongest tribe in this area is the Manshi tribe, and these tribes are all small tribes attached to the Manshi tribe. Every time, they need to pay tribute to the Manshi tribe. . 】

Hearing this, Zhang Peng knew it in his heart.

[This Manshi tribe should be the little boss I have to deal with in the early stage. It sounds a bit powerful, and it must not be able to beat it now, but the other small tribes around that are attached to the Manshi tribe, it sounds nothing. Great, how about taking them under the knife? 】

Originally, Zhang Peng was thinking about taking advantage of these small tribes and plundering food, so as to survive the current hurdle first.

But before he started implementing it, he realized a problem.

[Wait a minute, according to the statement just now, including my tribe, all these tribes are within the plundering range of the Manshi tribe, and soon, they will have to pay tribute to the Manshi tribe again. If the tribute is not delivered, the Manshi tribe will come and destroy us...]

[Under this premise, no matter how many small tribes I plundered, I would end up doing nothing but working for the Manshi tribe, shit! 】

Zhang Peng, who had figured out the current situation, burst out with foul language in his heart.

[My main task now should be to escape from the control of the barbarian tribe while obtaining food. When I develop, the king returns and destroys that broken tribe! 】

Of course, the premise of all this is that he has to solve the troubles in front of him first.

As a traverser, Zhang Peng's thinking was relatively active, and he quickly set his target on the tribe that was defeated and fled by the Manshi tribe.

"That tribe fled to the outskirts of the mountain. The Manshi tribe gave up chasing because the distance was too far..."

While muttering to himself, Zhang Peng, who seemed to have caught some kind of breakthrough, became excited.

"Does that mean that if we also escape, the Manshi tribe will not be able to do anything to us?"

"But there is still a problem. According to you, although the tribe was defeated by the Manshi tribe, it is still quite strong. I am afraid it is not something we can deal with."

Around this question, Zhang Peng spit out two words after thinking about it.

"For an alliance, I can draw other tribes in this area to form an alliance! Other tribes definitely don't want to stay here and continue to be exploited by the Manshi tribe. I can form an alliance with them to deal with the tribe on the outskirts, destroy them, and then all Move to the outskirts, and then I will look for opportunities to swallow other tribes and grow myself..."

At this moment, the abacus in Zhang Peng's mouth was loud, and he felt that he was a genius who could come up with such a clever plan.

So he quickly started to make arrangements to form alliances with other tribes.

But this implementation process was much more difficult than he thought.

It's not that those natives saw through his plan, but that those guys didn't believe him from the beginning, and they always felt that they wanted to steal the few earthworms in his pocket and stuff them into their mouths, which made Zhang Peng scream A speechless.

Fortunately, as a time traveler, he was able to fool around a few primitive people, and he was able to stay alive. Coupled with the big cakes he kept drawing, he finally facilitated the alliance this time, and easily got himself a "leader" Dangdang.

Then, with the hands of various tribes, they came here aggressively, preparing to take down the camp in the barren mountain village.

To show his sincerity, he took the initiative to take over the task of playing the vanguard, planning in his mind to establish prestige within the alliance first, so that he could secure his position as the leader of the alliance.

As a result, in the first round of trials, he was defeated in the barren mountain village.

"Fuck! The other side already has a knife?!"

Looking at the shining saber, Zhang Peng's eyelids twitched, and he wondered if he had come to the wrong place.

This discovery made Zhang Peng a little confused, and at the same time his mind was buzzing.

At the same time, seeing that he was defeated, several other tribal leaders approached him and asked him if it was okay to make the cake so big.

Of course Zhang Peng couldn't admit that he couldn't do it, so he bit the bullet and quickly came up with a new plan.

"Don't panic, there are only a few people on the other side? We have a lot of people! I'll use a method to lure the other side out, and then we will swarm up and destroy them. Isn't it easy?"

When the leaders on the opposite side heard this, they thought the plan was good, so they asked Zhang Peng to start quickly.

If someone else were to sit in the barren mountain village and face his repeated harassment and provocations, at this moment, there is a high probability that anger will come to his head and he will be recruited directly.

But it's a pity that the person sitting here is Shi Lei, so he didn't take the bait in a daze, following his instructions, every time the soldiers chased to the border, they stopped immediately.

In this position, they only need to run a little way back, and they will soon be able to enter the attack range of their own catapults and get support from the rear.

From Zhang Peng's point of view, this is not a good position to do it.

With this in mind, Zhang Peng naturally tried to seduce him again.

But no matter how he tried to show weakness and seduce Shi Lei, he just wouldn't take the bait. This time, Zhang Peng was so angry that his brain ached, and his blood pressure was 'chicking up'.

Shi Lei's composure made Zhang Peng's mentality explode.

In the end, there was really no other way, so I could only express with a pouty face...

"Bosses, after these few rounds, I, as the vanguard, have almost exhausted the opponent. It's your turn to make a move."

"..."

Hearing these words, the faces of several leaders were full of bewilderment.

Did you say that before?

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