You say you are smart and intelligent?
Haha, what’s the use of being smart? You have to be able to keep your head.
It's not that there were no smart people in Palmida's time, but it was difficult for those smart people to stay in the position of patriarch for long. They either died in war or died in rebellion. No one would be convinced by a patriarch who was not strong enough.
In those days, personal bravery was magnified. Every time there was a charge, the clan leader would always lead the charge. Without the clan leader taking the lead, others would naturally not charge forward bravely. They needed a role model.
Palmida came from that era. He used his real fists and strength to stir up a bloody storm, stepping on piles of corpses, ruling the Palmida tribe, and leading the small tribe that could be wiped out at any time to become stronger step by step.
Although he is old, his fighting ability has not diminished at all, and is even stronger than before.
Palmida, who had experienced countless battles in his life and killed countless enemies, carried the double-edged axe that had always been with him, looked around like an eagle and a wolf, and when he saw that no one dared to move, he walked step by step towards his seat.
"I don't want to hear that kind of voice again. You must remember my name. My name is, Palmeda." Palmeda looked straight at his seat and spoke word by word in his old and low voice as he walked.
Blood and murderous intent spread in the conference hall. At this moment, the long-silent murderous conqueror revived. The man who once made his enemies tremble just by hearing his name finally showed his ferocious appearance.
Crunch.
Palmida sat back in his seat. His body seemed to have tremendous strength, causing the chair to make a sound as it could not bear the weight.
Boom!
The double-edged axe hit the ground, as if someone was hitting the heart with a drumstick. The generals and clan leaders who were not strong enough could not help but shiver.
"Organize the army and fight again. We must destroy the enemy during the day." Palmida said with a fierce look.
None of the generals and clan leaders spoke, but just listened quietly. They did not want to have a head-on conflict with Palmida, so they could not oppose his words.
At this moment, a goblin chief stood up tremblingly and looked at Palmida with fear.
"Hmm?" Palmida looked at the goblin chief and snorted.
"Respected and great President, I have something to say." The Goblin Chieftain prostrated himself on the ground, his voice trembling with fear.
"Speak." Palmida leaned back slightly, placed his hands on the axe handle, and looked down at the goblin chief.
"Our goblin warriors don't want to go anymore. Even the trolls have been defeated. They believe that the undead are invincible." The goblin chief said cautiously.
"So?" Palmida's eyes flashed with ferocity.
Sensing the strong killing intent, the Goblin Chief lowered his head even lower, almost burying it in the ground, and said in a trembling voice, "Mighty Palmeda, can we not attack today and fight another day?"
As soon as the Goblin Chief finished speaking, Palmida disappeared from his seat and appeared beside him, swinging the axe in his hand, and a cold light flashed.
"ah--"
The Goblin Chief screamed and fell to the side. One of his arms was missing and his face was covered in sweat from the pain.
Palmeda leaned over, staring at the Goblin Chieftain, and said in an icy voice, "That's your problem, not mine. I told you to prepare for a second attack. What don't you understand, or are you unable to do it? If you can't do it, then I'll replace you with a Chieftain who can."
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