Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

Observing that the Berserker's eyes had started to waver, Long Bufan drank a mouthful of rice wine, licked his lips, and immediately continued to seduce:    

    

"My territory is a fertile plain surrounded by mountains and water. There are enough places for your tribe to cultivate and grow their own resources. Furthermore, all of the living necessities that you lack right now, as long as you follow me to the Stormwind, we can settle all of them. Your warriors will no longer sacrifice their precious lives in exchange for those pitiful few living necessities, and will no longer be vexed over the fact that they lost their rationality after going berserk.    

    

If someone taunts you, you all will no longer have to run away in inferiority. Instead, use your combat abilities to tell them that your Berserker is the strongest warrior race in the entire continent of the firmament, and not like those illogical wild beasts. "    

    

After listening to Long Bufan's passionate and generous speech, the two elders, Bo Xiong Clan Leader, Da Qiang, Da Meng and the rest all panted emotionally. If they did not intentionally suppress the emotions in their hearts, they would have probably gone berserk on the spot.    

    

Long Bufan calmly looked at the Berserker s. He was not in a hurry to make a decision right now, because he knew they would eventually agree to his conditions. Because the temptation of all of these was just too great.    

    

Although promising Long Bufan was tantamount to submitting to them, the Berserker had no other choice.    

    

As Long Bufan expected, after discussing for a while, Bo Xiong walked to Long Bufan's side and said: "Respected Lord of Stormwind, we have decided to follow you and once again walk out of this sealed tribe. We believe that you can lead us Mad Warring Race to regain our dignity.    

    

Long Bufan immediately stood up and smiled amiably at Bo Xiong: "Clan Leader Bo Xiong, please don't be so courteous. From today onwards, we are all partners, closest friends.    

    

"Right, we are partners, haha." Bo Xiong laughed heartily and said with extreme satisfaction: "Then we have decided. I will now go and announce that all of the tribe members are to pack up and head to the Stormwind with you."    

    

"Oh yeah, it's done." Long Bufan was already blooming in joy in his heart, but his expression was still unperturbed. He suggested, "Because of the limitations of the resources here, please wait until we reach the territory. We will then head to the nearby Beast Mountain Range to capture some beasts and sign a contract with them. So before that, I ask Clan Leader Bo Xiong to negotiate with the clan members. "    

    

With more than ten thousand people migrating, Long Bufan was still a little worried about what kind of trouble would occur midway.    

    

Bo Xiong also thought of this question, and immediately nodded: "Okay, please do not worry."    

    

After that, when Long Bufan, the Bo Xiong Clan Leader and the rest walked out of the simple and crude ancestral hall, they were shocked to realize that the open space outside the gate was already filled with people.    

    

"He's out. Has the chief finished talking with him?"    

    

"What would the result be?"    

    

"Our tribe is so poor, will he really help us?"    

    

Every single one of the Berserker's eyes were filled with anticipation. Although Long Bufan was just a young man, in their hearts, he had long been defined as the envoy sent by the great Mad God to save their Mad Warring Race.