Chapter 383 Each Has Its Own Plan

"What is this?"

The old leader of the Sword Tribe pointed to the wall at the edge of the tribe.

It was a row of fences made of low wooden stakes, and the Fire Tribe warriors were hammering the stakes with copper hammers.

Farther away, giant wolves were transporting wooden stakes from the north in an endless stream, and the long team continued to the end of the wind and snow.

"The fence can only protect some small beasts, mainly to protect children and the elderly."

The eighth generation witch stretched out his hand to touch the fence and said, looking at the children playing not far away.

There are always some beasts running into the tribe. For adult warriors, especially totem warriors, those beasts are nothing, but for some children and the elderly, they are still very dangerous.

This fence cannot protect against ferocious beasts or large beasts, but it is still very useful for smaller beasts.

"What about that?"

The old leader of the Knife Tribe asked, pointing to the warrior who was rotating the copper hammer.

The Eighth Generation Wizard knew what he was asking, but unlike the fence, copper tools are strategic weapons. The Fire Totem said that what should be hidden should be hidden, and what should be revealed should be revealed. Fences can be revealed, and copper tools can also be revealed, but the enemy must not know what they are.

"This is the secret of the Fire Tribe."

The Eighth Generation Wizard said with a smile on his face, and tightened the magic weapon in his right hand.

Now his magic staff is also made of red copper, but it is wrapped with a layer of bark on the outside, which makes it smoother for him to use, and it feels like he can use it with his own hands.

"The Sword Tribe and the Fire Tribe have formed an alliance, but it's not good for the Fire Tribe to hide it so much."

The face of the old leader of the Sword Tribe was a little serious. He looked at the eighth-generation wizard and tried to intimidate him, but what he saw on the face of the eighth-generation wizard was indifference.

"It's not an alliance, it's the Sword Tribe joining the Fire Tribe alliance."

The eighth-generation wizard said in an affirmative tone. This is the last bottom line of the Fire Tribe. On this basis, they can negotiate. Beyond this basis, he refuses to negotiate.

The strength of the eighth-generation wizard made the leader of the Sword Tribe very unhappy. This made him have the illusion that he was facing the new leader of the Sword Tribe, who was also a strong guy.

"Fire Tribe wizard, I took good care of you in the Sword Tribe."

The hard way didn't work, so the old leader of the Sword Tribe started to use soft tactics again.

"But I wasn't a shaman of the Fire Tribe at that time, so I'm not the one who appreciates your kindness now."

This made the old leader of the Sword Tribe look dark, and he was dissatisfied.

"But I still remember the kindness you showed me."

The words of the eighth-generation shaman gave him hope, and his expression eased a little.

"If the two tribes go to war, and the Sword Tribe loses, I will protect you from death."

This made the old leader of the Sword Tribe lose all color, and even the warriors behind him showed an angry expression.

"Shaman of the Fire Tribe, you are provoking a war between the two tribes."

The old leader of the Sword Tribe was like an angry lion, and his white frost-like beard trembled with his roar.

The smile on the face of the Eighth Generation Shaman also disappeared, and he stood straighter: "If this is a declaration of war from the Sword Tribe, I accept it."

The old leader and warriors of the Sword Tribe were stunned by the Eighth Generation Shaman's words. They did not expect the Fire Tribe Shaman to be so powerful.

In fact, this was just the Eighth Generation Shaman's backlash after being taught a lesson by the Fire Totem. The Eighth Generation Shaman blamed these messengers for what happened last night.

"I really didn't expect him to become like this. I still remember his timid look."

Ritu Teng said to the Fifth Xuan beside him, his eyes still lingering on the Eighth Generation Shaman, his eyes full of envy.

He tried to choose a shaman from the Ritu Teng Tribe, but after selecting a few, he felt that they were not suitable, so he gave up.

Now he is looking for candidates for the Sun Totem Shaman in the Fire Tribe, so he is particularly envious of the Eighth Generation Shaman of the Fifth Xuan.

"In fact, he is a humble young man, if the old leader of the Sword Tribe does not use those lousy means."

The Fifth Xuan is happy for the Eighth Generation Shaman's strength. He always feels that the Eighth Generation Shaman's desire for power is insufficient, but occasional strength can see the benefits of power, which is a kind of growth for the Eighth Generation Shaman.

The old leader of the Sword Tribe indirectly became the whetstone of the Eighth Generation Shaman. As the Fifth Xuan said, everything he has now is his own fault.

If he can treat the Eighth Generation Shaman sincerely, the Eighth Generation Shaman will be his friend of the Fire Tribe and will also become a bridge between the Fire Tribe and the Sword Tribe.

But he obviously played it out. The more honest people are, the more they hate deception.

"You are going to offend the Knife Tribe by starting a war before Shi comes back?"

Yue Tuteng came over and asked.

Diwu Xuan glanced at her and shook his head.

He has no idea of ​​starting a war yet. There is no one suitable to lead a major battle among the current Fire Tribe warriors, but this is not a reason for the Fire Tribe to retreat.

Not being able to attack does not mean that you cannot defend.

When you cannot take the initiative to attack, it is a good method to irritate the enemy and make them take the initiative to attack.

Naturally, he would not explain these conspiracies to Yue Tuteng. This guy himself has no good intentions. If he learns a lot of conspiracies, it will be even more difficult to deal with him.

"We will take it one step at a time, but the majesty of the Fire Tribe Alliance cannot be violated."

Diwu Xuan said this with a loud bang, which attracted the surprised look of Sun Tuteng.

They rarely saw the Fifth Xuan's excitement, but since the establishment of the Fire City, the Fifth Xuan has been much more energetic than before.

The reason for this is that the establishment of the Fire City has made the Fifth Xuan's future path clearer. Maybe the Sun and Moon Totems do not understand the meaning of the capital, but in the eyes of the Fifth Xuan, this is the embryo of the country.

From a tribe, to a country, the difficulties during the period can be imagined, but the Fifth Xuan is not afraid, because he now has the most time.

The totems watched the old leader of the Sword Tribe and his warriors walk angrily towards the accommodation arranged for them. The eighth generation witch remained where he was. He admired the scenery for a while, gave another order before leaving.

His order was to keep an eye on the old leader of the Sword Tribe. He always felt that this guy would not give up so easily.

The surveillance of the old leader of the Sword Tribe and his entourage was carried out in a loose-inside-tight-outside manner.

From the perspective of the Sword Tribe leader and his entourage, they did not feel that they were being monitored at all, but under the wall outside the tribe, there was a person clinging to it every few meters, and from time to time they would monitor the inside of the tribe through the gaps in the wooden stakes.

This arrangement made the Sword Tribe people mistakenly believe that the Fire Tribe was arrogant and did not keep an eye on them, so they wandered around the Fire Tribe at will.

But some important places, such as weapon warehouses, food warehouses, etc., have long been strictly guarded and they are not allowed to touch them. Only the streets and houses can be looked at at will.

But these also make them inexplicably shocked. This place looks really... They simply can't find the words to describe it.

It is impossible to say it is not good, but if they say it is good, they can't find the words to describe it in their vocabulary. For a while, they can only express their feelings with stunned expressions.

If those people in the Fire Tribe who are quite knowledgeable about simplified Chinese characters were asked to tell them, they would probably pull out a few idioms, such as "茯落有準" and "籗次諛比".

But the warriors of the Sword Tribe obviously do not have such a high literary accomplishment, nor do they have the ability to say "Wo Cao" to travel the world, so they can only wow and sigh all the way.

The most surprising thing about these buildings was the public toilet. They

had no idea what to do in such a clean place unless they went in. They followed people in and out, and saw the Fire Tribe people in this clean house... The Fire Tribe was so rich that they lived in a house...

They were getting more and more confused about the Fire Tribe, so that night, the old leader of the Sword Tribe decided to leave, because he felt that the longer he stayed here, the greater the shock he would receive, and many things could not be negotiated.

According to his experience, since there was no way to negotiate, it would be better to give up early to avoid wasting time. Moreover, if he gave up at this time, the Fire Tribe might not be prepared, and he could still take some things with him.

He couldn't take the public toilet and bows and arrows, but he felt that the thing that glowed red in the sun during the day was good, so he decided to steal some tonight and leave under the cover of darkness.

He had this idea after leaving during the day, so he paid special attention when he wandered around the Fire Tribe later. After the Fire Tribe people finished their work, the hammers were piled on the inside of the fence.

In this way, they only need to leave in the direction of the piled hammers in the middle of the night, and they don't need to make more preparations.

"Are all the hammers put together?"

The eighth generation witch sat with the sound leader, they were drinking meat soup and chatting.

The Yin Wu nodded: "Put it together. When the people from the Dao tribe came, their eyes would fall on it. I saw it with my own eyes."

The Eighth Generation Wu smiled, took a sip of the meat soup in front of him, turned his head and saw his daughter sitting on the animal skin mat, holding an animal skin in her hand, and gesturing with her fingers on it.

"How many words do you know?"

The Yin Chief followed the Eighth Generation Wu's gaze and asked the Eighth Generation Wu.

"Heaven and Earth, Black and Yellow, Universe, Wilderness, all eight words."

The Eighth Generation Wu said proudly.

"Tsk tsk."

The Yin Chief smacked his lips, his face showing envy.

"Compared to her, the two boys in my family are just fools."

His words made the Eighth Generation Wu laugh, and then he didn't care about eating, walked to his daughter and picked her up, and loved her very much.

"Chief, please eat more meat. I am the only man in my family and we don't eat much meat. I think your two boys don't have enough meat. I'll bring you some later."

The wife of the eighth generation witch came over and served another bowl of meat to Chief Yin, saying.

"How can I be so embarrassed?"

Chief Yin took the meat soup from the wife of the eighth generation witch with a smile. He didn't look embarrassed at all, but he still said these polite words.

The wife of the eighth generation witch knew his temper a long time ago and didn't care. She just stood up and pulled her husband to eat, not letting him just play and treat the guests poorly.

These polite words, these simple customs, are the consequences of the emergence of simplified Chinese characters.

In the Fire Tribe families who have not learned simplified Chinese characters, these polite things will definitely not happen.