Cannon Fodder is No Longer with Me - Chapter 242

    When she woke up again, Mu Xing realized that something was wrong.

    And the pain from other parts of his body told him that he might have been beaten hard before he was tied.

    Hi! He took a breath and slowly opened his eyes.

    It is night.

    But his body vision is surprisingly good, in the dark, he can still see clearly.

    Not only that, he could even sense a weak, fluctuating special energy in the surrounding air.

    This power seems to be somewhat similar.

    Is it another immortal world? he thought to himself.

    He observes his surroundings.

      wild.

    Before he could see too much, the faint energy in the air fluctuated, and he felt the “wind” outside move.

    Someone came in from outside the cave.

    “Are we really going to burn Xing to death? He is our clan after all.”

    “He’s just a liar, have you forgotten that he pretended to be a divination and caused the tribe to lose three powerful warriors?”

    “If Lord Ming hadn’t exposed his true colors, we would still be deceived by him.”

    “Faking the identity of a witch will attract the wrath of the witch god. Lord Ming said, we should burn him to apologize to the witch god!”

    “…”

    The two approached while talking, and carried Mu Xing who was lying on the ground.

    Listen to their words, they are going to burn him!

    Mu Xing could not sit still that day, just as he was about to struggle, a strange memory suddenly poured into his mind.

    That is the memory of this body, and the plot of this world.

    This is a world that has not yet been freed from ignorance.

    In the vast land, large and small tribes live.

    They are not humans, they are orcs.

    The beasts are born with the ability to change into two forms, human and beast.

    The original star was born in a tribe called “Dahe”.

    The Dahe tribe is called Dahe, but it is not big at all. The whole tribe has less than 500 people in total. Excluding the old and young orcs, there are only 300 clansmen with fighting ability.

    Among the three hundred young Zhuang people, there are only one hundred powerful orcs who can become warriors.

    The original star, just eighteen years old this year, he is not a warrior, but the most respected “witch” in a tribe.

    Wizards are the wise men of each tribe. They have the power to communicate with the witch gods, to see things that ordinary orcs cannot see, to predict good and bad luck, and to heal various wounds and diseases.

    Xing was accepted as a disciple by the great witch in the tribe at the age of ten. He taught how to identify various herbs, sense the magic power, and even learned some superficial knowledge of astronomy.

    After the great witch gets old, no accident, he will take over the position of the great witch in the clan, and continue to survive in the tribe as a witch.

    However, a soul from another world changed everything.

    The soul occupies the body of the clan named “Ming”.

    He groped for this strange backward world.

    But that day, Xing saw something was wrong.

    That afternoon, he walked up to Ming and said to him in a confused tone: “I can see everyone’s shadow when the moon is full, why is your shadow, and You look different?”

    He made a gesture, short black hair, ancient brown skin, and a scar at the corner of his eye, exactly what he looked like in his previous life.

    He didn’t really understand why, and he didn’t think of going anywhere else.

    He didn’t even know that the “shadow” was actually the soul of the clan.

     Keming was frightened.

    He has been in this world for several days and already knows how backward and ignorant this world is.

    He decided to strike first!

    When the warriors in the tribe go out to hunt, they will ask the witch to predict good and bad luck.

    The great witch is old, and the star has begun to preside over this ceremony.

    He got lucky.

    And because Ming is not an adult, he cannot go out hunting with the warriors.

    But he has been preparing for this day for a long time.

    He made an excuse to rest at home, sneaked into the mountain in the middle of the night, set up traps, and killed several clansmen.

    Sacrificing in hunting is a normal thing, but Ke Ming began to question Mu Xing’s ability in the clan.

    He used some food countermeasures skills he knew in his own world to cause food poisoning in many clansmen one after another. These unfamiliar diseases made Xing unable to start.

    At this time, Ming “inadvertently” revealed that he was instructed by the witch **** in his sleep and obtained a method of treating his tribe.

    He really easily healed the clan.

    Everyone in the tribe is ecstatic, you know, witch, of course, the more the better.

    But at this time, Ming suddenly attacked, saying that the stars are not witches at all.

    He has been pretending to be a witch, which made the witch **** very dissatisfied, so he reminded him in his sleep.

    The original body is just a native orc who has just grown up, how can he know so much, and even the explanation is very pale.

    He didn’t know how to prove that he was a witch, because only a witch could sense the power of a witch, and the clansmen couldn’t understand what he said.

    Ming looked at the silent orc boy, smiled and said vicious words: “Because of dissatisfaction, the witch **** told me that he will come tonight with heavy rain and strong winds to warn the tribe.”

    This is just the result of a simple observation of celestial phenomena.

    But the people of the primitive tribes do not know.

    They waited silently, and sure enough, they waited for the strong wind and heavy rain at night, and many people knelt down on the spot, begging the witch **** to forgive.

    They naturally turned their attention to Ming who “can communicate with the witch god”.

    This is what he wants, he must not allow anyone who knows his true identity to live.

    He said that the witch **** is very angry, and those who deceive the gods will be punished by fire.

    Mu Xing was bound by the tribe and locked in a cave.

    In the original plot, the short life of this poor little tribe witch ended tonight.

    And he, and even the entire Dahe tribe, is just one of the most inconspicuous experiences in Ming’s life.

    The mercenaries of this different world are cold-blooded, powerful, and have strong ambitions.

    The Great River Tribe is his starting point and his pedal.

    He later led the Dahe tribe to merge with other surrounding tribes, and quickly entered the core layer of the tribe. After accumulating a certain amount of strength, he started the road to hegemony.

    Finally, he unified the entire northern part of the continent and established a huge northern empire.

    The people of the Dahe Tribe, because of their small numbers, are the cannon fodder at the forefront of the war.

    Mu Xing was pushed outside by two powerful orc warriors.

    Several bonfires have been lit outside, the clansmen are all surrounded by it, and in the middle, a lot of firewood has been piled up on a high platform.

    In front of the fire stand, stood a tall boy.

    He has a pair of dark and bright eyes, looking at Mu Xing, full of ambition and cruelty.

    He approached Mu Xing and let the two people next to him leave.

    “Don’t blame me.” Ming said to the backward silent primitive, “It’s just your eyes that are so good.”

     “Don’t worry, as compensation, I will replace you and lead the Dahe tribe to the top.”

    “You won’t.” Mu Xing said.

    Ming was stunned.

    These two days, this orc named Xing has been very silent.

    Mu Xing knew the reason, because the original body was only a native orc, after all, he did not understand the things Ming made.

    Although he was very sure that he could really sense the power of the witch, but what he said made him puzzled and doubted himself: Could it be that he is really an unqualified witch?

    So the witch **** is dissatisfied with himself and punishes himself?

    With such a mentality, this poor, young orc fell into pain and self-blame, how could he want to get an excuse?

    Mu Xing looked into Ming’s eyes and said softly: “You will only use the Dahe tribe as your pedal, as a sharp blade and chess piece to realize your ambition. Shameless alien.”

    Ming was shocked.

    He met the young orc’s clear eyes that seemed to see everything, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the panic that floated in his heart.

    He sneered: “You know a bit more, but what does it matter?”

    He tilted his head and looked at the burning fire with a proud and cruel smile.

    “After tonight, no one will ever know this.”

    Mu Xing did not speak.

    He didn’t even defend himself as clearly stated.

    He was silent, led by two equally silent clansmen, near the pyre.

     Walking in front of the pyre, when Mu Xing was about to be tied and put on it, the orc on the left suddenly stopped and looked at Ming hopefully:

    “Ming…Ms. Ming, do you really want to burn the star to death? He is our clan, and I watch the grown up child.”

    The orc on the right also said: “Can you let him work more for the clan to make atonement?”

    The orcs surrounding them could not help but speak when they heard these words:

    “Master Ming, can you ask the Witch God to let Xing make atonement in other ways.”

    “Our tribe has never burned a single member to death.”

    “The great witch once said that the spears of the clan are aimed at enemies and beasts, not at the clan.”

    “…”

    Mu Xing felt warm.

    These simple orcs, even such devout believers of the witch god, are doing their best to plead for his “sinful tribe” at this time.

     Ming looked at this scene coldly, he hated this kind of soft-hearted and useless guy the most.

    But he still needs them now.

    He said loudly: “I don’t want to use this method, but this is the order of the witch god. Are we going to let the whole tribe suffer the wrath of the witch **** for a sinner?”

    This sentence successfully made the clansmen shut up.

     Ming looked at all this with satisfaction, and glanced at the two clansmen: “Now, let’s do it.”

    The two orcs holding Mu Xing hesitated for a while, then whispered: “Xing, otherwise, I’ll knock you unconscious first, so…” It can be less painful.

    Mu Xing shook his head: “No.”

    He didn’t even need someone to support him, he climbed onto the pile of firewood and sat down cross-legged.