Chapter 89 Alliance

After the farce of changing the tribe's name, the sixth-generation witch finally turned his attention to what the fifth Xuan was concerned about: alliance.

When he became a spiritual totem, the fifth Xuan discussed the alliance with the totem of the Sand Tribe, and both totems expressed their desire to form an alliance.

The two sides have communicated with each other several times over the past year, but the alliance situation has not been determined. The main problem is: the Sand Tribe wants a passage out of the desert, and the sixth-generation witch does not want to give way.

The sixth-generation witch discussed this consideration privately with the Sun Totem Shaman, and the fifth Xuan also understood the sixth-generation witch's mind through their discussion. What

he feared was that the Sand Tribe would seize the interests of the Fire Tribe after leaving the desert.

Considering the problem from this perspective, it proves that the sixth generation wizard is not confused by the current good situation, but it also reveals that the sixth generation wizard lacks a big picture.

"The Dragon Tribe is the biggest enemy. Before we can compete with it, alliance is the inevitable way."

Fifth Xuan pondered, letting the little turtle carry him to the location of the Sand Tribe envoys.

The last time he transformed into a giant, because of the previous experience at the seaside, he communicated more with the surrounding totems and had more judgment on the situation of the surrounding totems.

At present, within the extremely wide field of vision, the Bear Tribe in the north and the Dragon Tribe in the south are the two strongest tribes, followed by the tribe with the Black Mist Totem Spirit in the distance.

Below these two levels, the Fire Tribe and the Sand Tribe are next, and the strength of the Flame Tribe is uncertain because their totems are not powerful enough, but there are many totem warriors in the Flame Tribe.

Diwu Xuan respects this tribe that can eat his totems and keeps his distance from them. He cannot make a conventional estimate of their strength.

In addition to the Flame Tribe, there is only the Wolf Tribe running around on the prairie. In the past year, there has been a lot of news about the Wolf Tribe.

They attack the subordinate tribes of the Dragon Tribe and enjoy it. They even raid the team with totem warriors of the Dragon Tribe, which shows their ferocity.

This is the tribe that Diwu Xuan can see, a tribe with spiritual totems. Those small tribes, large and small, scattered all over the place are not considered.

Judging from this distribution, the northern Ice Bear Totem Tribe and the Flame Tribe do not need to be considered for the time being. There is a lot of space between them and the Fire Tribe, which is a safe zone.

The Sand Tribe and the Fire Tribe have some affection for each other, and there is no intention to tear each other apart at present. Instead, they can promote an alliance. These are friendly tribes.

The main force of the Dragon Tribe is in the south, but the Dragon Tribe Totems have always been very concerned about the Fifth Xuanyi, which makes him feel that the war between the two tribes will break out sooner or later.

Instead of waiting for the enemy to win or lose with the tribe with the Black Mist Totem Spirit, and then exerting their strength to fight with themselves with all their strength, it is better to take the initiative to attack when the enemy is restrained, at least to test the truth.

This is the difference between his philosophy and that of the Sixth Generation Wizard, and it is also the purpose of his active attack this time.

He had not taken the initiative to meet the Sand Tribe’s several visitors before, but this time was different. The Sand Tribe leader led a team to the Fire Tribe, which made Diwu Xuan feel that the Sand Totem had the same idea as himself. If

he did not take the initiative to attack now, the Fire of the Alliance might really extinguish the Sixth Generation Shaman.

The people of the Sand Tribe lived in a house specially vacated for them. When the little turtle carried Diwu Xuan into the Sand Tribe’s living area, the Sand Tribe leader immediately came out to greet him.

The Sand Tribe leader was not unfamiliar with the magical movable Fire Totem. The last time he supported the Fire Tribe, he led the army.

"Woo, woo, woo..."

The Sand Tribe leader still paid tribute to Diwu Xuan in a somewhat strange tone. This was the tradition of the old tribe, respecting every shaman and every totem.

The little bastard patted the ground. This was his way of returning the favor. It was very unique. Most of the time, it would stir up dust, which made people feel uncomfortable.

When the leader of the Sand Tribe raised his head, Diwu Xuan began to look at his face.

He was a somewhat dark and thin man, which formed a sharp contrast with the tall stature of the Earth Tribe. The westward migration road made them change a lot.

The transformation from the Earth Tribe to the Sand Tribe was already a kind of rebirth, but they did not forget the Earth Tribe of the past. This was a tribe that knew how to be grateful. They even remembered the help of the Fire Tribe and the second-generation leader.

"Wuwuwu..."

A noisy voice rang out. Diwu Xuan didn't need to look back to know that the sixth-generation witch had come. No one else had such a pomp. Wherever he went, he was followed by a dozen totem warriors.

He first bowed and greeted Diwu Xuan, saying some nonsense flattery, such as glory and supremacy. Diwu Xuan was already fed up with listening to it.

"Bang bang..."

The little bastard patted the ground, found a cool place to lie down, and gave the home court to the sixth-generation witch.

The sixth-generation witch had an embarrassed look on his face. It was impossible for him not to know what Diwu Xuan meant when he took the initiative to express his opinion.

Including the last time he opposed him changing the name of the tribe, this was the second time that Diwu Xuan clearly opposed his will. For the witch, this was a shame.

"I don't want to slap you in the face, but you always stick your head out."

Diwu Xuan sighed in the totem stone and watched the two people communicate quietly.

"Woo woo..."

"Woo woo woo..."

A chief and a witch were talking politely. This was the rhythm of the sixth-generation witch's habitual bragging. The tribesmen in the past were more direct and didn't gossip so much.

After the sixth-generation witch had finished bragging about the current Fire Tribe and flattering the Sand Tribe, the conversation finally got to the point.

"Woo woo, woo woo woo..."

The leader of the Sand Tribe hoped that the Fire Tribe could give up part of the territory on the edge of the desert to the Sand Tribe to establish a settlement. There were too few resources in the desert, and it was difficult for the Sand Tribe to survive.

"I don't know how big this desert is. Has the Sand Tribe explored the edge on the other side?"

Fifth Xuan murmured, looking at the sixth-generation witch to see how he would answer.

"Wuwu..."

Just after he uttered two words of refusal, the little bastard slapped the ground at the order of Diwu Xuan.

The face of the sixth generation witch immediately turned liver-colored and flushed.

"Unification, what I want is an alliance, not hypocrisy."

The fifth Xuan said in the totem, transmitting his will, and his eyes were fixed on the sixth generation witch.

Such a direct will addition can make the sixth generation witch feel the attitude of the fifth Xuan.

"If the fourth generation witch is still alive, it would be great."

I don't know how many times he said this, the fifth Xuan's expectation for the fourth generation witch is definitely the strongest.

"Wuwu, Wuwuwu..."

The sixth generation witch slowly opened his mouth and agreed to the request of the leader of the Sand Tribe with difficulty, but then made various restrictions on the open territory.

It must be said that although the sixth generation witch is a little stingy, he really spared no effort in fighting for the interests of the tribe.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, the Fifth Xuan simply let the little turtle leave and stopped putting pressure on the Sixth Generation Wizard.