"The chief of the vortex tribe... Ruger, I have met the chief of Tar." His speech was not fast, and his tone was extremely humble;

He did it in the past when other chiefs saluted him; after all, in his status, it was not realistic to make him cry and beg for mercy like those leaders.

For a moment, the people began to make a noise - this scene was too realistic!

Chief Ruger actually knelt down at others! For so many years, others have been kneeling down at him!

Even though the current situation is extremely special, this move undoubtedly destroyed the image of his lofty superiority in the minds of many people;

The people began to whisper and point fingers at Ruge; most of the respect the tribe residents had dispersed with this kneeling.

This is exactly what Taal wants the most; it is not out of revenge, but out of considerations for the future development of the Green Sea Plain.

Before, Tar was a little worried - what should he do if Chief Ruger was overwhelmed and himself was broken?

What should he do if he went crazy because of the huge oppression of the Black Dragon?

What should I do if I don’t cooperate with my own actions?

Taal knew that Ruger was different from those leaders, after all, he was a great chief.

"Ruge, do you know how much oppressed the great chief's lineage has been in full swing and has caused to the people of the Green Sea Plain?" Tarr did not come down from the black dragon, and his tone was extremely harsh - he must be completely suppressed at this moment!

"I'm not sure." Ruger's voice and body were trembling; he lowered his head, shrank his shoulders, and was extremely humble, afraid that Tarr would be angry;

"Look at the people behind you!" Taal's voice was even higher, "How much hardship did they suffer to maintain the logistics of the pass?"

Ruger continued to lower his head, not daring to contradict him a word.

"Look at the warriors in front of you!" Tarr continued to rebuke, "How much danger did they take to resist the invasion of barbarians?"

The chief still said nothing; under the absolute gap in strength, any words were pale.

Similarly, with Taal's current strength, even if he yells a few times, Ruger has to listen carefully.

"Your greatest sin is that you have never considered the possibility of ending the war with the West! This responsibility is not the working people, the soldiers, soldiers who act according to orders, the chiefs and nobles! The critical fort has now turned into rocks and dust. Do you also have to be obsessed with it, the same as them?"

"No, don't want to..." Ruge completely knelt on the ground, and cold sweat wet his clothes on his back.

What exactly do you want to do? Ruge was so nervous that he would not be happy if he wanted to kill him. He wanted to forgive him and kept scolding him...

"Then admit your mistake to everyone present!" Tarr finally issued a ruling on Ruger, "kowed ninety-nine times to the soldiers and the people, and every time he kowtowed, he shouted: 'I am guilty'!"

Can this guy... follow his expectations? Taal said, muttering in his heart - after all, Ruger was already lofty before...

"I'm guilty!" As soon as Tarr finished speaking, Ruger kowtowed to the soldiers quite readily;

"I'm guilty!" After saying it, he knocked again.

...This is too easy, right? Taal's mouth twitched; fortunately, there was a black dragon blocking him now, and even if his expression was out of control, he would not be noticed at all;

"Ha, the more you enjoy the happiness, the more you fear death, and the more you suffer, the more fearless you are." The black dragon's voice sounded in Taal's heart, "Tar, you did a good job! It's such a good show, forcing the high-ranking people to do things for the lowly people, hahaha..."

In this way, Amy will probably be able to recover some intelligence, right?

"Taltar!" Amy whispered in Taal's ear, "Will the head hurt if that person lies on the ground?"

Judging from her speaking speed, she has returned to the level of being able to speak fluently... Tar nodded. It seems that this black dragon is quite good...

"Don't worry, he is probably very happy now." Tarr grinned.

"It's so weird." Amy stuck out her tongue.

"Yes, it's so weird." Taal continued to look at Ruger kowtowing on the ground.

The soldiers did not react much to the chief's repeated kowtows - in their opinion, this guy owed him too much, and kowtowed him more and more cheaply;

But the people are much more noisy; most women are more sensitive than men, and they can't suppress their thoughts of talking to people around them in the face of the strange stories in front of them; at first they were just amazed, but soon began to discuss the details of the actions of the chief when he kowtowed - for example, compare his posture with those who usually kowtow and bow down to the least status.

These words were naturally heard by Ruger more or less. His entire face looked red and purple due to his shame, nervousness and long-term bowing, and his forehead was even broken by the earth and rocks on the ground; but the most difficult beginning has passed, and the next one is nothing more than "repeat work" for him;

Now all he thinks about is "how to survive".

After kowtowing to the soldiers, he turned around and began to kowtow to the people watching the fun; these women screamed and dodged away to avoid standing directly in front of Ruger - what if they were settled in the future?

So, the originally bustling crowds cleared a road in a very short time; Ruger changed the place and knelt down, and the people quickly dodged away, and the scene was ridiculous.

"If the people do not accept your apology, then all that awaits you..." Taal finished speaking, gently patting the dragon scales at his hand; Deslap roared with great cooperation, and Ruger was so scared that he lay on the ground, shaking like a sieve;

"Please...please, no, no..." Ruger climbed up from the ground with a crying voice and begged to the crowd;

Soon, the first person who was brave enough stood up: Not to mention that the Black Dragon was supporting him, letting the chief kowtow to him a few times, it would be worth it if he died!

With the "face-blocking", the remaining people gradually gathered; this "kowtow meeting" can finally continue.

Now, Ruger's so-called dignity had disappeared - Tar nodded with satisfaction.

After Ruger finished kowtowing these 198 heads, his legs were sore and numb, and it seemed a little difficult to stand up; most of his face was covered with a mixture of dust and blood, which looked extremely funny;

When the people saw Ruger's scene, laughter began to come out of the crowd uncontrollably - his image was much worse than the clown at the rally. Who would have thought that this was the one who once ruled the Green Sea Plain?

In this way, his next plan can also be carried out. Taal thought.
Chapter completed!