Denair is the leader of the Mengla tribe, one of the most powerful tribes within twenty miles around.
The Mengla tribe has a population of more than 230 people, including about 100 brave warriors. There are countless tribes within 20 miles around here.
Even in the southern part of the Lost Plains, within a radius of a hundred miles, the Edel Tribal Alliance is still in the middle and lower reaches.
In addition to the neighbor around him, the hateful Aisen tribe is always against him. He always wants to unify the entire surrounding area and become a large tribe with thousands of people. From then on, he can barely squeeze into the middle of the alliance and become the decision-maker. His wish failed, and today, these two enemies of life and death gathered together.
In a dark hall, the entire building is made of wood and stone and looks very crude. However, with their current primitive civilization, it is rare to be able to build such a majestic building.
In the hall, the bearded and tall Denair sat on the throne that he was usually proud of. It was said to be a throne, but in fact it was just a piece of stone. It was simply decorated and paved with his own He hunted the skin of a fierce tiger and usually sat on it to show his bravery and authority.
But at this time, his face was frowning, as if something was making him very worried. What could be bothering this overlord within a radius of twenty miles
And to his lower left was just Anderson, the patriarch of the Essen tribe. Anderson was an old man. His once mighty body had gradually lost weight, and he looked like a dying old man sitting there eating and waiting to die. There was no difference.
However, he has a cunningness that is not that of a barbarian, his eyes are shining, as if he is calculating something, and his body is full of sinister aura, which makes people shudder and avoid him.
Both of them remained silent and sat quietly in the hall. Time passed little by little, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing echoing in the hall.
Finally, Denair couldn't bear it anymore. He had a rough personality and couldn't stand this silent silence.
"Anderson, tell me, how should we face the tribe that just emerged?" Denair said in a voice that was somewhat angry and mixed with fear.
"In less than ten days since this tribe emerged, it has already swept away the smaller tribes within twenty miles around. Now it has become a large tribe with a population of more than 300 people."
After Anderson finished speaking, he paused for a moment, as if to give Denair time to think for a while. After a pause of about three or four breaths, Anderson continued.
"And our two families combined are only four hundred people. No one of us can fight against him. Therefore, if we want to protect ourselves, we must unite and fight against him together!"
After Anderson finished speaking, he closed his mouth and never spoke again, as if to let him think about the pros and cons of his words and let him decide whether the plan in them should be carried out.
Denair frowned, quietly thinking about Anderson's proposal just now, and his hands involuntarily knocked on the handle of his throne.
"Da, da da" the banging of the handle kept coming, echoing in the hall, seeming to tell the hesitation and struggle in Denair's heart.
United, their own tribe and Anderson's tribe are feuding. I don't know how long the conflict between the two families lasted, for decades? Or 100 years
The two families were constantly fighting for the hegemony of this area. There were countless good men from the tribe who died for this, and their corpses covered the plain.
The whole earth bears witness to this, every inch of mountains and rivers and every inch of blood is a true portrayal of the relationship between the two tribes.
Now he wants to put aside the hatred between the two families and unite with Anderson's tribe. Even if he is willing, the people in the tribe probably won't be willing! But if they don't unite, the two families will be wiped out one by one. What should I do? Great Ancestor God, can you give me a hint
These two thoughts kept running through his mind, whether to unite or not. Finally, Denair's face gradually became resolute, as if he had made some determination, and a ruthless look flashed across his face, and the murderous aura on his body spread out.
"Anderson, I promise you, our two families will unite to destroy the newly emerged tribe first, and then we will have a showdown between you and me." After saying that, he suddenly stood up and stared closely at Anderson, who seemed to be waiting for his answer.
A smile appeared on Anderson's face, and he said slowly: "Denair, I am indeed right about you. You are worthy of being the leader who can compete with me for more than ten years. Okay, our two families will join forces and within ten days Mobilize all the troops, and I will give you ten days to eliminate the hidden dangers of your tribe. At that time, the two families will concentrate their forces to eliminate the newly emerged tribe."
After saying that, the two of them walked to the center of the hall, each pulled out their swords, cut their palms, clapped them together, and swore.
Then, Anderson quickly walked out of the hall. Under the vicious eyes of the surrounding Denair clansmen, he walked out of his tribe in an extremely graceful manner.
Denair called a tribesman and asked him to call the wizard over. The wizard responsible for the sacrifice had a high reputation in the tribe. It symbolized the ability to communicate with the ancestors, and every word and deed represented the will of the ancestors.
In this tribe full of ignorance, people believe that the gods transformed by their ancestors can protect them, so this ability is quite popular in the tribe.
The wizard came to the hall, and the two talked secretly for a long time. No one knew what happened. What did the two talk about? All I know is that the wizard walked out of the hall with a face full of grief and unspeakable sadness. Was it the sacrificial platform
Later, Denair summoned all the tribesmen and came to the sacrificial platform. Under the gaze of all the tribesmen, he calmly announced the order to unite the Aisen tribe.
And with an absolute attitude, he rejected everyone's objections and suggestions, and carried out the order in his own way. Among them, the wizard also expressed his support.
Everyone left with anger on their faces and returned to their own houses. Angry words filled the entire tribe. No one was in the mood to start the day's work. They were all discussing what happened that day at home. The resentment towards Denair is very strong.
It was night, and most of the elders in the tribe gathered together to plot something in a remote house. Many warriors who were famous for their bravery in the tribe participated.
And Demier was also in his hall, summoning the soldiers who were loyal to him, as if announcing something to them, and explaining something. Then, among the soldiers he summoned, everyone showed a resolute face, It seems like something big is going to happen!
At the same time, Anderson also summoned his loyal warriors, all armed with weapons, as if they were going to do something.
In the first year of the Chu Yuan Dynasty, February 10th, in the Lost Plains, within the Edel Alliance, there were the Mengla Tribe and the Aisen Tribe. Some elders in the clan conspired to rebel, but they were wiped out by the clan leaders with a thunderbolt. After the night of the rebellion, the strength of the tribe was greatly reduced. The original population of the tribe was over 200, but now it has just reached 200. Their fighting strength has been reduced from the original hundreds to just 80 people.
The two tribes have changed from the original joint politics of the chiefs and elders to the dictatorship of the chiefs. Where will the two tribes go after they have concentrated their power but lost their strength
Note: From now on, the time when Zhong Yu came to this world will be the first year of Chuyuan.
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