Chapter 406 The Return of Chief Stone
The old chief of the Sword Tribe stood behind the witches and chiefs of the Fire Tribe, watching General Zhuo of the Fire Tribe Alliance come forward with a group of witches and chiefs.
"Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission."
Zhuo beat his chest with his right hand and said to the eighth-generation witch.
The old chief of the Sword Tribe watched the eighth-generation witch come forward, pulled up Zhuo's right hand, and shouted General Zhuo. The entire Fire Tribe Alliance followed and shouted these four words.
There was no hatred in the old chief's eyes, only helplessness and envy.
As a bystander, he watched the entire ceremony quietly, watching Zhuo walk into the Fire City like a moon surrounded by stars, and kneel in front of the Totem Fire.
The grand scene made him feel complicated, and he couldn't help but think of the Fire Totem summoning him alone a few days ago.
"You can go back to the Sword Tribe. If you can bring the Sword Tribe witch and totem and merge them into the Fire Tribe Alliance, the two tribes can make peace. If you can't do it, there will be no Sword Tribe in the world."
This is what the Fire Totem said to him, and he set off after this grand celebration banquet.
In the Fire City, from the south gate all the way to the totem fire, the smell of barbecue and cooked millet porridge filled the road. All the victorious warriors can enjoy it at will, and their families can also enjoy it.
At this time of year, barbecue is still a luxury, and this is all the Fire Tribe has.
But no one is jealous of these warriors. Not only did they go out to kill countless enemies, but they also killed the leader of the Sword Tribe, causing the Sword Tribe Alliance to fall into decline in an instant.
If the Sword Tribe fails to handle the situation properly, the entire alliance will inevitably collapse. At that time, the Fire Tribe will be the overlord of this land, and the Fire Tribe Alliance will be the only place worth joining.
After countless years and countless hardships, from a small tribe on the top of the mountain that dared not go down the mountain to make a living, to now only one step away from becoming the overlord of the central mainland, it has gone through many hardships and shed many tears.
"It's a pity that Shi is not here."
The eighth generation witch sighed.
As the leader of the Fire Tribe, it is a pity that Shi is not here at this time.
But if Shi had not promoted the Fire Tribe everywhere, and let the Tao Tribe, Xingchen Tribe, Chun Tribe, Mi Tribe and other tribes come from afar to strengthen the alliance, how could the Fire Tribe Alliance achieve the position of overlord so quickly today?
The achievements of the Fire Tribe Alliance are not the achievements of one or two people, but the contributions of witches and leaders of all generations, and the blessings of every heroic soul.
Thinking of this, the eighth-generation witch couldn't help but look at the tapir witch, thinking about how she recorded the six generations of leaders.
Loyalty or treachery, merit or demerit?
Without the contributions of the six generations of leaders, the Fire Tribe would not even be where it is today, but in the end...
Many thoughts flew through his mind, and finally he shook his head, no longer thinking about these, but participating in the celebration.
When night fell, the Fire Tribe's celebration banquet had not yet ended, and the excited people began to dance the sacrificial dance. At the beginning, they were along the bonfires, and finally everyone gathered in front of the square and began to jump towards the totem fire.
Amidst all the laughter and joy, the old leader of the Sword Tribe quietly set off. The Fire Tribe even asked the Horse Tribe for a warhorse for him to return to the Sword Tribe as soon as possible.
How could he not know what the Fire Tribe meant? This was to let him return quickly, and take the opportunity to surrender with the Sword Tribe while the new leader had not been elected to sit on the throne of the leader again.
The more he thought about this, the more frustrated the old leader of the Sword Tribe felt, but he could not even think of resisting.
If he had not lived in the Fire Tribe, perhaps he would have many different ideas, but after living in the Fire City for a while, it was really difficult for him to have any ideas.
The children here learn characters and practice controlling the power of totems from a young age. When they grow up, they will make a choice to learn characters for further study or to concentrate on practicing the art of killing.
In addition to these, they can also choose to learn the planting of the cattle tribe, the craftsmanship of the pottery tribe, the hunting of the wolf tribe, etc.
The advantages of each tribe are constantly being magnified and then absorbed crazily by these children. It can be said that there is a big difference between the new generation of the Fire Tribe and the previous generation.
When these children grow up, the old leader of the Sword Tribe simply dare not imagine what the Fire Tribe will become. What's more terrifying is that before these children grow up, the Sword Tribe can no longer resist the attack of the Fire Tribe.
What's more tragic is that this was done when the leader of the Fire Tribe was away.
With this knowledge, the old leader of the Sword Tribe rushed back to the Sword Tribe, fearing that the Sword Tribe would be doomed.
When he returned to the Sword Tribe after sleeping in the open, the situation was much better than he expected.
His children, grandchildren and confidants took advantage of the sudden death of the new leader to nominate his youngest grandson as the leader.
When he returned to the Dao tribe, the matter was basically settled, but the sudden return of the old leader made things uncertain.
Who should be chosen between the grandfather and grandchild?
Faced with such a choice, the people of the Dao tribe were a little confused, including the Dao tribe witch, who was also confused.
Unlike other tribes, because the Dao tribe was famous for its good fighting, the more capable leader had always suppressed the witch. To a large extent, the future of the Dao tribe was determined by the leader, not the witch.
Faced with the embarrassing situation of the grandfather and grandchild competing for the position, the old leader did not make it too difficult for everyone. He was already a thing of the past, including these children and grandchildren. Many of them had already supported the new leader at the beginning.
They recommended their grandson instead of changing their allegiance as soon as they saw me, precisely because of the complicated relationship.
The old chief had a detailed talk with his grandson about the future of the Sword Tribe and the future of the Sword Tribe Alliance.
The two talked all night, until dawn when the old chief walked out tiredly, and the new chief followed closely with red eyes.
No one knew what they talked about that night, but the result was that the grandson became the new chief, and the old chief was still the old chief.
In the Fire Tribe, all the witches and the chiefs gathered on the altar. Zhuo, because of his status as a general, also stood on the altar. This was not his first time here, but coming here as a general still made him restless.
Fortunately, after the experience of the battlefield, he was able to remain calm even when faced with a catastrophe.
"The old leader of the Sword Tribe returned to the Sword Tribe, but he did not sit on the throne of the leader again. In the struggle between the grandfather and the grandson, the grandson won in the end."
The Wolf Wizard explained to everyone the news sent back by the Wolf Rider.
"Your plan failed."
Yue Tuteng spoke in the Bagua space. He still liked to see Diwu Xuan's jokes.
Diwu Xuan ignored him and just looked at the wizards who were exchanging information outside.
"Today, two more medium-sized tribes and three small tribes sent people to surrender, but they were too close to the Sword Tribe and did not dare to act rashly, so they could only surrender secretly."
The Sound Wizard said.
After the last war, many people secretly surrendered. At first, the Eighth Generation Shaman dealt with them. Later, seeing that these tribes that secretly surrendered were just talking and had no substantive actions, they were simply handed over to the Sound Shaman to deal with.
"There is no sincerity. Just remember it and throw it out in the future."
The Wolf Shaman particularly despises such double-dealers, so he always has nothing good to say.
"There is news about Chief Shi."
The Horse Shaman suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention.
"What's the situation?"
The Eighth Generation Shaman asked immediately.
"It was a small horse tribe in the west that sent back news, saying that they saw Chief Shi's team at the edge of the desert. They had a brief exchange, and then they went south. Chief Shi's team seemed to go east."
East, that means Shi has begun to return to the Fire Tribe. According to the speed of the sled, he will be back in about a year.
This news shocked everyone.
"How long ago did they get the news?"
The Tapir Shaman suddenly asked.
"Uh... it seems to be before the last winter."
The Horse Shaman thought for a while and said.
Everyone was just wondering what the Tapir Shaman meant by this question, but now they suddenly realized that the time difference.
The Horse Tribe that brought the news also needed time to get here, which means that Shi may have returned by now.
"Starting from the desert, could it be that he returned to his old place along the Black River?"
The Wolf Shaman asked speculatively.
"It's possible."
The Eighth Generation Shaman nodded, but after thinking for a while, he said: "Chief Shi will communicate with other tribes along the way, and he may also know the news of the Fire Tribe's migration to the south in advance, and it is also possible that he came directly." "
If Chief Shi comes back, the thoughts of the Knife Tribe will not be so important."
Chief Yin said suddenly.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, but then nodded in agreement. Only the new witches and leaders looked puzzled.
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The howling north wind blew the snow all over the sky, making it difficult to see the road ahead. Such weather was not suitable for running, but a team of people was moving forward in the wind and snow.
The leader was Chief Stone, who was being discussed by the witches and leaders of the Fire Tribe Alliance. His face was weathered, but his expression was unusually peaceful, and he didn't feel disturbed by the wind and snow at all.
If you look at him carefully, it is not difficult to find that when the wind and snow blow towards his eyes, it will be blocked by a small totem power, but that power is very weak, only enough to block the wind and snow, and ordinary people can't see it clearly.
"How far is it to the Knife Tribe?"
Chief Stone asked the guide beside him softly.
His voice was not loud, but it could cleverly penetrate the wind and snow and reach the guide's ears.
"After passing that mountain, we will arrive after climbing over another mountain."
The guide was not like him who could speak easily so that others could hear him. Instead, he shouted at the top of his lungs to prevent his voice from being carried away by the howling north wind.
Chief Shi nodded: "Keep your voice down, I can hear you."
The guide smiled apologetically and shrank his neck in fear.
"Why haven't the Knife Tribe surrendered yet? Do you know the reason?"
Shi had already learned about everything that happened to the Fire Tribe after they came here through the nearby small tribes, so he asked this question.
This guide was the leader of a small tribe, and was captured by Shi to show the way.
"It is said that the grandfather and grandson cannot reach a consensus, and it seems that the Dao tribe is splitting up."
Splitting up is not a good thing for a tribe, no matter if it is due to circumstances, war or any other reason.
Shi nodded, and said nothing more, but continued to walk towards the Dao tribe at a steady pace.