Chapter 123: Forcing the Emperor to Abdicate

The night was dark with few stars, the north wind was howling, and conspiracy was hovering over the Fire Tribe.

The sixth-generation chief returned home, and his wife heated up a large piece of meat for him and cooked a bowl of meat soup and placed it on the stone table.

He looked at the large piece of meat in the stone bowl and frowned.

"You didn't eat the meat again?"

The sixth-generation chief's tone was full of concern and blame. Now the tribe's food is distributed according to population. Even if he is the leader, it is impossible to allocate such a large piece of meat to him.

The only possibility is that his wife eats little or nothing at all for such a large piece of meat.

"I haven't moved for a day. I'm not hungry after eating a small piece. You can eat it."

The sixth-generation chief's wife said without turning back, spreading the animal skin.

"Come here, eat meat."

The sixth-generation chief stood up, lifted his wife's waist, and carried her to the stone chair.

"I'm really not hungry."

The wife of the sixth-generation chief said, waving her hands.

The sixth-generation chief didn't care about that. He took out a stone knife and cut the meat into two pieces. He held one piece in his hand and ate it happily, and put the other piece in a bowl and handed it to his wife. The

wife wanted to refuse, but she couldn't stand the sixth-generation chief's dissatisfied glare, so she could only pick up the meat and tear it.

The couple ate the meat and talked for a while. The wife suddenly said, "The witch suddenly called the moon totem witch home today. I don't know what to say."

"Maybe he felt sorry for his daughter and gave her some meat."

The sixth-generation chief was slightly startled, and then said lightly.

The couple chatted for a while and then went to sleep.

The next morning, the sixth-generation chief came to the totem fire as usual. At this time every day, the people of the fire tribe would worship the totem fire and then hold a meeting to assign tasks.

In the past, there were very few teams that needed to be assigned tasks, because everyone took turns hunting, some were outside, and some had just come back and needed to rest and did not need to participate in the morning meeting.

But this morning, there were particularly many people coming, and several witches and leaders in the tribe were all here.

The Fire Tribe Totem and the Wolf Totem are also here.

Such a lineup surprised the six-generation leader, but then he calmed down and led everyone to worship the Fire Totem.

Diwu Xuan scanned the worshiping Fire Tribe people in the totem stone with his eyes, and his mood was quite complicated.

More than a hundred years have passed, and he can still clearly remember that in the initial stormy era, the Fire Tribe had only eleven men, three women, ten children, and three babies.

At that time, the Fire Tribe was like a candle swaying in the wind and rain. The slightest setback would have put it in danger of extinction.

Later, the population gradually increased, from more than 20 people to a tribe of more than 100 people, and then from more than 100 people to a tribe of several hundred people.

The tribe gradually grew stronger, made mistakes, and took detours, but everyone was united, brave, positive, and optimistic.

Today, the Fire Tribe has more than 10,000 people and is a powerful tribe with two spiritual weapons, but these people in front of them all have their own thoughts.

One by one, the leaders and witches have become gamblers on the card table, each with their own thoughts, not showing the other party their cards, and only thinking about winning the final victory in the final poker.

The Fifth Xuan's eyes were fixed on the face of the Sixth Generation Shaman. Today, he was not in a state of confusion. He looked at the tribesmen soberly, with mercy and reluctance in his eyes.

In today's duel, one side will definitely lose. The ending that awaits the loser will not be very good. As for how miserable it will be, it depends on the mercy of the winner.

"Oh~ mercy."

The Fifth Xuan laughed foolishly in the totem, suppressed all kinds of thoughts, and waited for things to develop.

"The hunting team that just came back can go back and rest. The hunting team that is going out today, come and discuss the mission."

The Sixth Generation Chief waved his hand, wanting to let those who should not be here leave, but no one moved after hearing his words.

He was not surprised, but just scanned all the warriors present, remembering everyone's face in his heart.

The leader of the Sand Tribe stood not far away with the warriors of their tribe, and did not enter this vortex of strange atmosphere.

"Why don't you leave? What's your idea? Who can come forward and speak?"

The Sixth Chief looked at the Moon Tribe leader and said.

"Chief, we think the Fire Tribe should be like the Fourth Shaman Era."

The first person to stand up was not the Moon Totem Chief, but the Moon Totem Shaman, which was something the Sixth Chief did not expect.

He looked at the Sixth Shaman and could only see a trace of guilt in the latter's eyes.

"In the Fourth Shaman Era, did they station separately?"

The Sixth Chief withdrew his gaze from the Sixth Shaman and asked the Moon Totem Shaman in return. In

the era of the fourth generation of wizards, the Fire Tribe did not have so many totem warriors. At that time, the Fire Tribe of more than 10,000 people could not stay together, because one area was not enough to support more than 10,000 people.

Staying separately was an inevitable choice, but the prestige of the fourth generation of wizards was enough to suppress everyone. No one dared to resist, and no one would choose to resist.

That was the best era, the best era recognized by every member of the Fire Tribe from the bottom of their hearts.

"Yes, this area is no longer enough to support so many people. The wind and snow continue, and the prey is getting fewer and fewer. The tribe has difficulty surviving. If this continues, the Fire Tribe will fall into hunger." The

Moon Totem Wizard answered forcefully, and many tribal warriors nodded in agreement.

These people include not only the Moon Tribe warriors, but also the 500 warriors, Yin Yang Totem warriors, and a few Sun Totem warriors.

The Sixth Generation Chief looked at those who nodded, which accounted for more than half of the people present.

"Since everyone thinks so, then let the tribe leaders discuss it, okay?"

He asked the tribal warriors in a negotiating tone.

Most of the warriors nodded, and some even turned around and wanted to leave.

The affairs of the Fire Tribe have always been decided by the chief, witch and elders, and they just need to go back and wait for news.

"No, it's better to decide today."

The Moon Totem leader suddenly stood up and stopped those who were about to leave.

"As far as I know, there is not much food left. If we wait any longer, hunger will bring us death."

This sentence caused a lot of commotion. Many warriors felt that although there was not much food, there was still some, but the words of the Moon Tribe leader made them panic.

Whispering sounded, and everything seemed to be developing in a bad direction.

The Sand Tribe leader frowned and looked at the Sixth Generation Leader. There was guilt in his eyes, thinking that it was the Sand Tribe that put the Fire Tribe in trouble.

"There really isn't much food left."

The sixth generation leader's words aroused a lot of criticism.

"But the Wolf Tribe warriors are hunting for us. You should know that they are the best at this."

The Wolf Tribe warriors have giant wolves as mounts and are indeed good at hunting. Everyone knows this.

The criticism gradually died down, but many people noticed that things might not be simple, because the Moon Tribe witch and leader seemed a bit aggressive.

This is not the attitude that the Moon Totem witch and leader should have. Maybe they really want to do something.