Chapter 295 The Expectation of the Dead
There can't be two tigers in one mountain. The Fire Tribe and the Dragon Tribe coexist in the same world, and war is inevitable.
"Take advantage of his weakness to kill him. There is no reason not to do it."
The Fifth Xuan thought for a moment and gave an affirmative answer, but as soon as he said it, he remembered that he couldn't communicate yet.
During this period of time, the number of totems in the Bagua space gradually increased, and the Fifth Xuan developed the habit of dialogue, which led to this discomfort.
"Baxia, knock it."
The Fifth Xuan ordered.
"Bang."
The little turtle hit the ground with its right claw, making a muffled sound.
The third generation of Baicao Wu raised his eyebrows, knowing that with the little turtle's attack, it was a final decision, and the will of the sixth generation leader would be thoroughly instilled.
Looking at the sixth generation leader, he saw the corners of his mouth curled up, and the wanton arrogance was almost uncontrollably revealed on his face, which made the third generation of herbal witch frown again.
"Okay, since the totem has agreed, then it's like this. The eighth generation witch will look after the house, and we will discuss who needs to go."
The sixth generation leader directly excluded the eighth generation witch. This not only did not make the eighth generation witch dissatisfied, but made him breathe a sigh of relief.
The following discussions were basically the sixth generation leader's one-man show.
He decided to pick out 2,000 people from the 2,500 people in the team to go south. The 500 people excluded were exactly the captain Yan who tended to be in favor of Shi.
In addition to these 2,000 people, there are 1,000 totem warriors from the Fire Tribe, plus 1,000 totem warriors from the Wolf Tribe, and 1,000 from the Sun and Moon Totem Tribe.
In addition to these people, 1,500 giant wolves were also brought to pull sleds.
Finally, he named Shi to go along. He was the most powerful person in the Fire Tribe and the one that the Sixth Generation Chief was not very confident about. There was no possibility that he would stay alone.
There were more than 6,000 warriors in total, led by many leaders, and they set out on the road to the south to wipe out the remnants of the Dragon Tribe.
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On the top of the mountain, the wind was howling, and the heavy snow filled the air. People endured the unusual cold.
There were about 10,000 people here, scattered on the top of the mountain. Most of them had a dazed look in their eyes. Occasionally, some people communicated with each other, and most of them were complaints.
In the crowd, next to the lit bonfire, sat several women in luxurious furs. Among them was the woman who had prevented Yi from seeing the Third Generation Hundred Herb Witch. She was Yi's wife.
Beside her, an old woman was constantly complaining: "If it wasn't for saving your husband, your father wouldn't have died. Look at what he's doing now. If your father knew, he wouldn't be willing to die..."
She kept talking, and the people around her echoed her from time to time, which made her feel ashamed.
"I'll tell him to let us go down the mountain."
She jumped up and strode through the crowd. Many people looked at her and pointed at her, and few said anything good.
The defeat of the Dragon Tribe was already a fait accompli, and the reason for this was naturally the strength of the Ice Bear Tribe and the sneak attack of the Miao Tribe, but these people who survived didn't think so.
How could the powerful Dragon Tribe become like this? There must be bad people in the tribe.
Gu, who died last, could not bear the crime. He had washed away the shame with his blood. Wu had also died in battle. The newly elected Wu was still a child and was not suitable to bear the crime.
The most suitable person was the new leader, an outsider in the tribe who was entrusted with an important task by Gu at the last moment: Yi.
The warriors still had full trust in him, but the old and weak in the Dragon Tribe were dissatisfied with him.
"Chief, if you can't do it, just go down the mountain."
The warrior beside Yi couldn't help but persuade.
"Didn't the Zhu tribe say that the Ice Bear Tribe and the Miao Tribe have already retreated, and it's safe down the mountain."
Yi shook his head, drank a mouthful of meat soup, looked north, and said, "The Fire Tribe will come. I know them, and they won't miss this opportunity."
"The Fire Tribe only has a few people. Although the Zhulong Tribe doesn't obey orders, we can still fight the enemy together when the enemy comes."
The warrior couldn't help but persuade him. The
Zhulong Tribe they are talking about is not the Zhuling Tribe, but the Zhulong Tribe in the Dragon Tribe headquarters.
The long history has caused the Dragon Tribe to go through many destructions and reconstructions, and every time it is rebuilt, there will be a branch that takes the lead in igniting and cultivating the dragon totem.
Such a branch will become the Dragon Tribe, and they will lead the main force of the Dragon Tribe in an era, just like this generation was originally the ancient branch, but with the extinction of the dragon totem, they have lost their appeal.
"You don't understand the Fire Tribe, you don't know how powerful they are, and... the Spirit Tribe is also a problem."
Yi put down the meat soup in his hand, looked at his wife who was walking over, frowned, finished his words, stood up and greeted her.
"What's wrong?"
"When are you going down the mountain?"
Yi's wife asked him.
"I'll go down the mountain after the dragon totem is re-ignited."
Yi's wife glanced at the dragon tattoo on the exposed neck above the collar of Yi's fur coat, turned her head and looked back.
"My mother can't wait. Hiding here will damage the dignity of the Dragon Tribe."
Yi's brows furrowed even deeper. They didn't even have dignity, but they still talked about dignity. Are these guys idle?
"It's too dangerous down there. The dragon totem can't be lost."
Yi insisted on his own opinion.
"I don't care. If you don't order the tribe to go down the mountain, everyone might re-elect a leader. Then you won't be able to stay here."
Yi's wife was talking, her eyes were suddenly attracted to the mountain, and she looked over in confusion.
Yi also turned his head and looked down, and saw a group of people rushing up from the foot of the mountain. He had excellent eyesight and recognized that they were people from other dragon tribes.
"How did they know we were here?"
After asking this question, Yi realized that these guys must have told others about the location of the tribe without his knowledge.
"Nonsense, it's just nonsense. You can only kill the Dragon Tribe if you do this."
He roared and turned to walk down, leading a group of warriors to stop these people from going up the mountain.
However, there is not only one way to the top of the mountain. There are other roads. People from the Dragon Tribe rushed up. They told the wife of the former leader of the Dragon Tribe that the Spirit Tribe had rebelled and launched an attack on the Dragon Tribe, and they needed help. The
Dragon Tribe, which had lost its totem, was extremely vulnerable at this time. Only the headquarters, which still had a breath of totem power, could support them.
Yi was strongly opposed to going down the mountain to support, and suggested changing the location to hide himself, but it was obvious that his prestige had not been established yet, at least not as strong as his ancient wife.
People were persuaded by her and petitioned Yi collectively, and even said that if he did not help the dragon tribe, they would re-elect the leader.
Yi was so angry that he wanted to leave directly, but it was the witch who persuaded him in the end.
"The previous witch and the leader said that only you can lead the dragon tribe through the disaster. Do you want to disappoint their expectations of you?"
Such a sentence, spoken by the new witch who was like a half-grown child, made Yi give up the idea of leaving.
But his eyes always swept to the north from time to time, with both fear and desire in his eyes.