"I knew I should have brought more people with me when I went out. It's too late to regret it now!"
Listening to the noisy voices around him, Arzhen snorted coldly and said, "Everyone, we should all be clear about the situation. If we don't come here, don't seek cooperation, and don't find new opportunities for our tribe, how many of us do you think can survive this winter?"
"Maybe you guys will have enough to eat, and you can stay fat and healthy until the next year, but what about the others in the tribe? Without the people below us, are we still the tribe leaders?"
"Next spring, if the other tribes know how weak we are, do you think they will let us go?"
After hearing these words, everyone gradually quieted down.
Arzhen was right. The two battles had already consumed most of the young and strong men in the tribe. If another group died this winter, their tribe would be finished.
As fellow Liao and Jin people, they knew the character of their own clansmen very well.
They will never feel pity for your tribe just because it has suffered heavy losses. Once you show your weakness, they will transform into the most terrifying hungry wolves on the grassland, pounce on you and eat you up without leaving anything behind.
Since you're going to die anyway, why not give it a try?
Just when everyone was thinking about how to start the conversation, Mou Ping came back.
He bowed to everyone present and said, "Sorry, sorry, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is changing clothes. You will need to wait a little longer."
Arzhen returned the greeting on behalf of everyone else, "That's fine. We're supposed to wait for the Crown Prince. By the way, where's the Imperial Preceptor? Can we please see him first?"
"The Imperial Master heard you're here and is busy preparing food for you." Mu Ping smiled like a fox. "The Imperial Master said he knows your tribes are in trouble, so when you return, each of you should bring back three carts of food. This is the Imperial Master's gift to you!"
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