1514 Fighting for power, is that interesting?

There are less than a thousand people in the entire Fengli tribe who can fight. Together with the soldiers and horses under Feng Qingchen's command and the wolf people, there will be no more than fifteen thousand. Facing the 100,000-strong army of Beiling, it is really not enough.

But with such a small number of troops, Feng Qingchen was able to not be afraid of Beiling's 100,000 troops and calmly discuss countermeasures with them here. How strong a heart must one have to be able to do this?

They admit that they are not so calm and composed, and they cannot pretend to be so.

Feng Lizhi quietly hid in the corner, and the others did not say a word. Looking at Feng Qingchen who looked calm and indifferent as usual, a few young men who were very proud of themselves lowered their heads silently with shame on their faces.

They originally thought that the only difference between them and Feng Qingchen was their birth. If they were born into the Fengli royal family, they would also be able to sit in the highest position. But now they understand...

Not everyone can sit in that position, and even if you do, it will look out of place.

The whole place was silent. Feng Qingchen did not say much. He just looked at everyone quietly, waiting for the great elder to speak.

At this time, if she took the initiative to speak up and stand up to protect her people, perhaps these people would really believe that she was the one who brought in the Beiling army and took the opportunity to establish her authority.

This is an opportunity, but it is not just Feng Qingchen's opportunity. Everyone who is capable can step forward. As long as you can hold on at this time, you will be a hero.

Unfortunately, no one dared to stand up. After all, it is not easy to be a hero.

Now is the time to test your true ability. Without strength, no matter how beautiful your words are, it will be in vain. Feng Qingchen dares to say that she is not afraid of the Beiling Palace because she has the confidence and capital.

The Great Elder didn't know where Feng Qingchen's confidence came from, but at this time he had no other choice but to trust Feng Qingchen. The Great Elder stood up and solemnly handed the safety of the entire clan to Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen did not act pretentiously. He stood up and gave the elder a helping hand: "You are too kind, elder. I am the only descendant of the Fengli royal family. It is my duty to protect the safety of my clan members."

Feng Qingchen deliberately emphasized the word "only".

The Great Elder certainly understood that this was Feng Qingchen’s declaration that no one would be adopted and there would be no King Feng Li.

Although he still felt uncomfortable, the Great Elder also understood that what Feng Qingchen did would also benefit the Fengli Clan.

With such a tough legitimate daughter of Fengli, the adopted King Fengli can either be a coward and obey Feng Qingchen's orders, or rebel and fight for power with Feng Qingchen. No matter which one, it is not a good thing for the Fengli clan.

There can't be two tigers in one mountain, and there can't be two kings in one clan. The Fengli clan members are very clear about this, otherwise there wouldn't be a rule of obeying the king's orders, but...

Seeing the royal bloodline dying out, some people have become too bold!

Feng Qingchen successfully gained control, but he was not happy. The greater the power, the greater the corresponding responsibility.

Feng Qingchen did not give any encouraging speech. She was not a politician and was not good at making those words that could deceive people. She only said one sentence: "If the Beiling army wants to massacre the Fengli clan, they can only do so by stepping over my dead body."

In other words, she would protect the Fengli people with her life. This was her promise as the legitimate daughter of Fengli.

These words were enough for the Fengli clan. At least it showed that Feng Qingchen had done his best.

The tribesmen gradually dispersed, leaving only seven elders and their heirs.

"Miss, do you have any solution?" The third and fourth elders were very uneasy. They did not dare to show it in front of others just now. Now that everyone had dispersed, they realized that their hands were shaking.

"No." Feng Qingchen answered simply.

Even if there is one at this time, it is useless. The arrival of General Beiling means that there is a spy in the Fengli tribe. Before this spy is found, she will not reveal her trump card.

"Then, what should we do now?" The third elder was stunned, his mouth open for a long time and he couldn't close it.

So, Feng Qingchen was just talking big just now.

"Why rush? The Beiling army hasn't come in so quickly. Now...now of course we should have people dig a battle path and create obstacles for the Beiling army." He couldn't reveal his trump card, but he couldn't say nothing and make the whole clan uneasy.

Revealing a little bit of the battle plan at the right time can make everyone more convinced of her, and think that she is unfathomable, can deal with anything calmly, and has the courage to hold up the sky even if it falls.

She believed what the Ninth Uncle said because that was what he did.

Regardless of whether he has the confidence or not, he should let people see his confident side. Even if he loses all his money, he should not care at all, making it hard for people to guess how many cards he has in his hand.

"War Road? What is that?" Seeing that everyone was confused, the Fourth Elder asked in a low voice.

Feng Qingchen smiled gently but did not answer. She just glanced at the Fourth Elder. The Fourth Elder broke out in a cold sweat and quickly explained, "Miss, I didn't mean to pry for information. I..."

"I believe in the Fourth Elder. Even if there is a spy in the clan, it will not be the Fourth Elder." Feng Qingchen casually pulled off the fig leaf.

The Beiling army was able to find the secluded place of the Fengli clan, so someone must have leaked the news about the Fengli clan. As for who this person is, no one knows, but it can be ruled out that it is not Feng Qingchen.

The entire Fengli clan belongs to her, and she is not afraid of the Beiling royal family, so how could she sell the Fengli clan to the Beiling royal family?

Feng Qingchen's words choked everyone. No one dared to stand out at this time, for fear of being labeled a traitor.

"It's getting late. The elders should go back to their rooms and get some rest. If you have any good ideas, I hope you can bring them up. This is not the time to keep things to yourself." Feng Qingchen said this and turned back to his room.

The seven elders looked at each other. The fifth elder sighed lightly, his cloudy eyes dim, and asked Feng Liyou to help him back to his room.

The hunched body and heavy footsteps all showed how depressed the Fifth Elder was at the moment.

When the Fengli clan was at its peak, there had never been any internal strife. Unexpectedly, now that it has declined, internal strife has begun.

The last time it was the War King who died, what about this time?

The whole clan is destroyed?

Without the Fengli clan, what’s the point of those people fighting?

Thinking of this, the Fifth Elder's back hunched even more, and tears sparkled in his eyes.

Are these people worthy of the ancestors of the Fengli tribe? Are they worthy of the ancestors who sacrificed their lives for the tribe?

The other six elders lost interest and went back to their rooms. But could they really have a good rest as Feng Qingchen said?

That's impossible.

As soon as Feng Qingchen returned to the room, he heard the Eighteen Riders report: "The Third Elder and the Fourth Elder went to the Great Elder's room; the light in the Second Elder's room was off, and no one knew where he was; the Sixth Elder and the Seventh Elder were in Feng Lizhi's room."

As for what these people were talking about, the Eighteen Riders had no idea and they did not dare to get close.

"The seven elders of the Fengli clan all have their own little thoughts, which is quite interesting." The Ninth Prince had a playful look on his face.

Feng Qingchen rolled his eyes at him in annoyance: "Don't laugh at my joke!"

"I didn't!" The Ninth Prince said with a serious face, sounding very serious, but Feng Qingchen knew that this man was very mean: "How dare you say that you didn't laugh at the Fengli Clan."

The Ninth Prince is watching a show without fear of the stage being too high, but... if she was not a member of the Fengli clan, she would also watch the fun from the sidelines. These people in the Fengli clan are indeed interesting.

In the heyday of the family, they were able to work together and contribute to the family. Now that it has fallen, they are fighting for power. She really doesn't understand what these people are thinking. Is it interesting to fight for such a small amount of power?

A word to readers: I am still writing one chapter, so the manuscripts I have saved are nothing but clouds… You guys should look forward to my explosive growth in the next two days, otherwise I will either stop writing during the annual meeting or stay in the hotel to write.