"I……"

The captain of the demon snake tribe was asked by Jiula's words, and he didn't know how to refute it for a moment.

Seeing that the other party could not speak, Jura said calmly: "The vision of King Wells is to hope that humans and the sub-people races will let go of their past hatred and live in harmony on this land, which is what I hope to see. Therefore, my son Lung and I will be loyal to His Majesty the King just to realize that grand vision."

There was nothing to say, and the demon snake tribe turned around and returned to the prisoner camp.

"Have you finished what you want to say?" Jiula asked.

"You don't plan to save us." The demon snake tribe turned around, "What else can I say?"

After saying that, he continued to twist the snake body and returned to the group of prisoners.

"You actually don't need to be so desperate."

Since the demon snake tribe has nothing to say, Jiula still wants to say something to the sub-ethnic races in the captive camp before leaving.

"The purpose of our return is to unify the wilderness. At that time, you will become part of the Kingdom of Morning Light, restore your freedom, and reunite with your family. Work hard here. In the land under your feet, a city that we are governed by us may be built in the future."

After hearing Jiula's words, all the sub-ethnic races in the captive camp fell into deep thought.

They really don't want to continue fighting with humans, because the weapons equipped by the human army are so powerful that they can't beat them.

After the lesson of this crushing defeat, they no longer dare to launch a war against mankind.

However, the survival resources in the wilderness are seriously insufficient and cannot meet the needs of the vast majority of sub-races, so civil wars are inevitable.

It seems good if you can live a life without worrying about food and clothing under the rule of the human king.

"Let's go, yes."

After saying everything he should say, Jiula turned to look at her son.

The latter nodded, walked over and pushed the wheelchair, and took his tribe and Rusha and others out of the prisoner camp.

The next day, Long and the All-Race Alliance troops led by Rusha were ready for their trip.

The gate of the Great Wall on the border slowly opened, and a large group of people walked onto the land of the wilderness with various supplies.

Under the leadership of Long, everyone marched towards the Ghost Man Village.

After several days of rushing, just as everyone was about to arrive at their destination, they suddenly found a large group of ghosts holding weapons gathered in front of them, looking fierce, as if they were about to fight.

It turned out that the Ghost Soldiers at the entrance of the village had noticed a unit coming to them and hurried back to the village to report to the elders.

When they learned that an enemy might be invading, the entire village quickly entered a state of combat, and almost all male ghosts took up weapons and guarded the entrance of the village.

Judging from this attitude, Jira probably knew what was going on and hurriedly said to Rusha: "Let everyone stop first, don't leave."

Rusha stopped, clenched his fist with his right hand and issued an order to the All League troops behind him.

"Everyone, stop moving forward!"

After the troops stopped, Jura explained the situation ahead: "They may have regarded us as enemies, so they have to send someone to inform us first."

Hearing this, Long quickly called a clan member.

"You go back to the village to inform the elders first, and you say we are back and bring allies."

"yes!"

After taking on the task, the tribe member turned around and ran towards the village.

After a while, the tribe members who went to inform us came back.

"Report to the patriarch, the elder said that you will be fine when you come back, but the so-called allies cannot enter the village for the time being, so they have to stay outside the village."

"Well, I get it." Long nodded.

It is understandable to do this. After all, Long and the others disappeared for several months, and their lives and deaths were uncertain. Suddenly, they came back with their allies. They really need to give their clan members an explanation.

After confirming that the two sides would not fight, Long and the All-Race Alliance troops led by Rusha continued to move forward with confidence and approached the Ghost Man Village.

The ghosts guarding the gate of the village saw Long and Jiula at the front and started to discuss.

"It's really the patriarch and the others! Thank God, they finally returned safely."

"There are allies brought by the patriarch? How come it is a force composed of submen of different races?"

"Look, the former patriarch's right foot...no wonder he was sitting on a wooden chair with wheels."

The strong Niutou tribe put down the wooden cart full of supplies, and the troops of the All-Race Alliance stopped again. Rusha did not intend to let the troops get too close to the Ghost Man village, worried that it would arouse suspicion from the other party.

Long pushed his father's wheelchair and continued to walk forward with his tribe members, coming to the three elders.

The elders learned from the returning Ghost Man troops that Long was the next patriarch appointed by the emperor, so they bowed gently in front of him and said in unison: "I have met the patriarch."

After bowing, one of the elders with a long scar on his face looked at Jura.

"Your right foot..."

"This matter is a long story, and I will talk about it later." Jiula said first.

"I feel relieved when I see the village is safe and sound."

It took so long to come back, which made Long feel a little guilty. He had to learn about everyone's recent situation from the elder as soon as possible and take over the village.

"Who was managing the village during my absence?"

"The Hui patriarch is the three elders who jointly maintain the order of the village."

The only female elder replied bluntly: "If you don't come back, we may elect a new patriarch at the end of this fall to lead the patriarch through this crisis."

"I'm so sorry."

Long first apologized for his willfulness, and then asked: "You just mentioned the crisis. Did something big happen in the wilderness?"

"The Hui tribe leader, a civil war broke out in the wilderness."

Another elder came out to explain: "After the Asians were defeated in the war, the great leader disappeared, and the tribe leader had a dispute over disagreement, which led to the collapse of the alliance. Not long after, the powerful scorpion tribe launched an attack on the Green Beasts, which were seriously damaged in the war, forcing the Green Beasts to move in tribes, and the civil war broke out in full swing. Fortunately, our Ghosts are not weak, and no enemies have come to us yet."

"The civil war has indeed started."

Long was not surprised by this, because the Asians defeated too quickly and kept retreating without reducing too much population.

Some tribes with little losses will definitely be eyeing the tribes with great losses, which is something that Mo Yong doubts.

"But this is also an opportunity."

Looking at the civil war from a different perspective, Ouo suggested: "Today I brought reliable allies, and we can conquer all tribes in the wilderness through this civil war."

"Class leader, about the ally you mentioned."

The elder with scars on his face narrowed his eyes and looked at the All-Race Alliance troops not far away, with various doubts in his eyes.

"Why did that army have submen of all kinds of races, and what are their origins?"
Chapter completed!