The spies came back with news that the Sea Tribe dispatched nearly two thousand troops to the Great Forest for trade. How many people are left in the nest?
The Thunder God Tribe lost thousands of able-bodied men last year, but this year, they were able to recruit a significant number of them, making up for the shortfall. Most importantly, the new sweet potato crop was a bountiful harvest. Almost all of the Thunder God Tribe's arable land was suitable for growing these potatoes, and the average yield per mu was 1,200 to 3,000 kilograms, exceeding expectations.
The able-bodied men from the many tribes incorporated last year have almost regained their loyalty, the grain harvest has also been abundant, and the thunder is rumbling again.
Salt is too important. It's not cost-effective to always rely on trading. Such a good opportunity to capture the Haifan tribe, can we give it up? Lei Ting found the old Taoist priest Lei Feng.
"Master, I received accurate information from an insider in the Haifan Tribe. There are only about 400 able-bodied men left in the Haifan Tribe." Lei Ting said. Insider? Where did he come from? Don't underestimate Lei Ting, he's very cunning.
Ma Yue didn't bother with the newcomers who lacked the power of faith, at most sending them to the salt-boiling brigade. There had to be a reason for their lack of faith, and among them were some who held a firm faith in the Thunder God.
Many small tribes went to join the Haifan tribe one after another. Lei Ting seized this opportunity and infiltrated many insiders of the Haifan tribe.
How to send the message?
Can you believe that birds were used to deliver messages in this era?
Even the characters are almost pictographic, and without paper, how could birds transmit messages?
It was shockingly simple. The bird's legs were attached to a small piece of animal skin, on which were four vertical lines drawn with a charcoal stick. The predetermined number, one vertical line equaled one hundred. The bird's message was surprisingly simple, lacking even a single word.
If the number of able-bodied men exceeded a thousand, there would be no need to send messages by bird. With thousands of able-bodied men, there would be no point in attacking the Haifan tribe's base. Is it impossible to capture it?
Where were the two hundred lieutenants from the insider's intelligence? In this area, there was no such thing as a lieutenant, and the traitor wouldn't take it seriously. Besides, the remaining two hundred lieutenants from the Haifan tribe were still boiling salt by the sea.
"Only four hundred strong men?" Even the old Taoist priest Lei Feng was shocked. Originally, he had planned to let the Thunder God Tribe recuperate for a few years, but... was that charlatan crazy? Or was he just used to being so arrogant?
For a super large tribe like the Thunder God Tribe, 400 strong men is really... They lost thousands of men last year, but they replenished them this year. A mere 400 strong men?
"That should be right. They have already sent about two thousand soldiers to the big jungle. The Haifan tribe doesn't have a large population to begin with, so five or six thousand is a lot. That charlatan is too confident in their walls and gully defenses." Lei Ting said.
"I'm afraid we can't even feed them all." The old Taoist priest said with some regret. The Thunder God Tribe is now very large. Although it lost thousands of strong men last year, there are still about 7,000 to 8,000 people. It shouldn't be a problem to gather 2,000 strong men.
The problem is, you can't all go out and fight, right? What if there's a fire in your backyard? Didn't the Ice Eye Tribe rob you last year? Who can trust anyone these days?
"Yes, we can't put all our eggs in one basket." Lei Ting didn't know any idioms, but that was roughly what he meant. After a big defeat, he learned a lesson and was less impulsive.
"It would be best if the three tribes formed an alliance to prevent them from causing trouble behind us."
"Okay, I'll contact the Qingfeng tribe and the Bingyan tribe right away." The old Taoist priest agreed, and Lei Ting felt more confident. He had admired the old Taoist priest since he was a child.
What surprised Lei Ting was that the Qingfeng tribe, which the chief Lei Bao contacted, did not agree to join forces this time.
The Ice Eye Tribe, which the new second leader Lei Luo contacted, actually agreed to join forces.
Things are unpredictable. The Qingfeng tribe, which always likes to form an alliance, is backing down this time; the Bingyan tribe, which always likes to hide in the dark, jumps out this time and wants to show its strength.
The Qingfeng tribe said that they lost too many able-bodied men last year and the loss has not been made up yet.
It doesn't matter. As long as one part unites, there is no need to worry about the other part causing trouble. If you dare to make trouble, the coalition forces will come back and deal with you together.
Of course, the prerequisite is that the coalition forces can win the battle against the Haifan tribe?
Will they lose? Tsk! The coalition has 2,000 soldiers, and the enemy Haifan tribe only has 400 strong men. How can they not win?
In order to be as safe as possible, the old master even has to take action personally this time.
"Master, are you worried about Ma Yue, who has a high level of cultivation?" Lei Ting asked.
"Yes. If you want to break into the Haifan tribe, the best way is to break down their gate. Your cultivation is still low, and I'm worried that the charlatan is on guard against this move of yours." Lei Feng certainly wanted to get rid of Ma Yue, the uncontrollable element, as soon as possible. With Ma Yue around, it would be much more troublesome to capture Lei Qing.
The difference in cultivation between a low-grade god (a warrior) and a mid-grade god (a martial artist) is enormous. If Lei Ting dares to rush forward, Ma Yue will certainly not be polite.
"The Heavenly Master wants to rush through the door himself?"
"It depends on the situation." Lei Feng was unsure. A chaotic battlefield wasn't a suitable place for a spiritual cultivator to fight. How unfair would it be to be killed by a rock or a spear?
"Master, what do you say? How about we both charge at the gate together? I'll use my divine power to break it down, and you'll help me fend off the shaman's counterattacks," Lei Ting suggested. Relying solely on the able-bodied men charging through the defensive ditch and timber wall would be a real challenge. The Haifan Tribe was surrounded by two more defensive ditches, making it even more difficult.
"What do the Ice Eye Tribe say?"
"What they mean is that if we can rely on our divine power to open the gate of the Haifan tribe, the Thunder God tribe will get 70% of the profits." The coalition forces, of course, will share the profits according to their contributions.
"It's worth a fight." Lei Feng nodded. He had to fight Ma Yue after all. This time, he had more people on his side, so his chances were good. If it was a pure one-on-one duel... it was uncertain.
A charge? It's basically a long-range duel of divine power, so the difference won't be that big. As long as we break into the Haifan tribe, no matter how powerful that charlatan is, he won't be able to stop the army. It would be best if he were killed by the army.
Whether it is the Thunder God Tribe, the Qingfeng Tribe, or the Bingyan Tribe, the main tribes are not far apart. Otherwise, this is the core area.
In less than two days, a thousand able-bodied cavalrymen from the Ice Eye Tribe had arrived outside Thunder God City.
In order to be a little faster, we have to ride deer in winter. We can only wrap the deer's hooves with a piece of leather, which can at least prevent slipping, right?
The big leader Lei Bao followed the army to the battle, and the new second leader Lei Luo stayed behind to look after the family.
The one who led the Ice Eye Tribe to send out troops was naturally the chief Ice Knife, and the one who sent out the Thunder God Tribe was the high priest, so, generally speaking, of course, Thunder would be the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces.
Why didn't the Ice Eye Tribe's priests go? Bing Dao explained that their own high priests didn't have the power to open the gates of the Sea Sail Tribe, so what was the point of going or not? Besides, 70% of the profits were already taken by your Thunder God Tribe...
"High Priest, it is said that the charlatan from the Haifan tribe has better divine power. What about the mid-level divine master? Are you sure you can do it?" Bingdao was still worried along the way.
"Great leader, of course I know how difficult it is to attack the walls and defensive trenches. If we don't use divine power to open the gate, what's the point of such a long expedition? Don't worry, we have a way." With the old Taoist priest following him, Lei Ting felt at ease.
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