Except for the leader of the Uzbek tribe who was still holding up the great witch's scepter, all the other Uzbek people had ceased their activities at this time.
Lei had quietly retreated to the side with a group of blocking hunters, leaving all the spears and clubs on the ground.
The chiefs of the four tribes also stood firmly with Muba again.
Hundreds of men, women, old and children were all surrounded again at this time.
Seeing the little witch slowly approaching with a luxurious golden scepter covered with runes, a group of Uzbek leaders bowed their heads and retreated nervously, leaving only the Uzbek leader standing in the middle.
God abandoned the Wu tribe and the inheritance of the great witch. The new witch has become the great witch of the Ba tribe and has a better scepter.
In this battle and conflict over witches, the Uzbek people have been completely defeated.
No one dares to disobey God's will.
This is God's choice and has nothing to do with ordinary humans.
What they can do now is to accept this reality, acknowledge the identity of the new witch, and accept her guidance.
Otherwise, the Uzbek people will usher in God's curse or even wrath, and disaster will soon befall them.
"Moga, Wuguiga!"
The lone witch clan leader suddenly pointed his black staff at the little witch and yelled in anger.
"Xu~~"
There was a burst of boos from the onlookers.
Many Uzbek people feel ashamed.
Several older Uzbek women quickly went up and pulled the Uzbek patriarch aside.
Everyone in the six tribes knows that the Wu tribe accepted the pottery and linen cloth from the Ba tribe in exchange for the little witch yesterday, and now they want to take the witch back. Failure to keep their word will only make people more contemptuous.
What's more, God abandoned the Wu tribe and transferred the witch seal from the elder sister to the younger sister. So what if he wanted to go back? He might disappear again in the blink of an eye.
Therefore, it is meaningless to ask for help. What the Uzbek people have to do now is to submit to the new witch, return to the embrace of God, and obtain God's protection and blessing.
The four tribal chiefs who were standing with Muba lined up and walked to the little witch and squatted down in front of her.
This is a humble gesture of surrender and reverence.
The little witch reached out and touched everyone's head, and at the same time began to sing a congratulatory message in a clear and melodious voice.
After the congratulations were sung, the four clan chiefs stood up and respectfully stepped aside. Some tribal leaders of the Wu tribe also lined up and squatted in front of the little witch to receive her blessing.
"Uga~~"
Xu Chen raised his arms and shouted.
"Uga~"
Feng and a group of Ba hunters also raised their weapons and shouted.
"Wuga~wuga~wuga~~"
The men, women and children from other tribes who were watching, as well as the hunters participating in the hunting competition, all raised their fists and weapons, and then burst into enthusiastic cheers.
After a thrilling conflict, the battle for the Great Witch finally came to a perfect end without any danger.
The identity of the new witch has been settled, the defected little witch has successfully taken over, and all Xu Chen's plans have come to a successful conclusion.
Seeing the little witch continue the blessing ceremony surrounded by a group of clan leaders and tribal leaders, Xu Chen finally breathed a long sigh of relief, walked alone outside the cheering crowd, and looked towards the entrance of the valley.
From a distance, I saw three Ba people wearing furs sneaking towards the river beach.
A book is hidden in the belly of a fish, a fox cries over a campfire, a god has one eye, and words appear on meteorites...
The capital accumulated by our ancestors through thousands of years of fighting for power and profit, and using a little trick to scare these primitive savages does not require too much effort.
It is impossible to summon a beast, he can only let people learn how the beast roars.
All the savages who had been frightened seemed to be very submissive at the moment, and they all happily gathered around the little witch and cheered and shouted excitedly.
The little witch in a cloak, holding a luxurious scepter, was blessing Feng and a group of other hunters who had won the hunting competition. Finally, she hung a huge wild boar tusk on the neck of one of the hunters who was calling Gao.
It was he who gave the adult wild boar the maximum damage, and finally completed the kill.
This year he is the one who received the great witch's blessing and the title of warrior.
Seeing the annoyed and envious expressions on the faces of other tribal hunters, especially the bitterness and helplessness of the Uzbek hunters, Xu Chen thought for a moment before walking in, exchanging gestures with the little witch, and paused the blessing ceremony.
All the onlookers didn't know what was going on. They thought something happened again, and they all whispered to each other and became commotion.
Xu Chen walked up to Muba and a group of tribal chiefs who were also looking at each other, and exchanged a few words with each other. The group of women all nodded along, and some showed uncontrollable surprise on their faces.
Soon, a group of clan leaders gathered around the little witch and had a chat and announced that the ceremony would start again.
But this time, there will no longer be only one warrior, but three participating tribes will select three warriors, all of whom will be able to win this year's warrior title. In the future, the Witch Lord Conference will be held according to the new blessing ceremony.
After the news was announced, the audience burst into cheers.
Because the Wu tribe lost their great witch and did not win the first place, all the participating hunters were originally very depressed. However, unexpectedly, things took a turn for the worse. According to the number of spear-inserting votes, they were ranked second and qualified to win a warrior title.
The happiest people are undoubtedly the Cang people.
They have not won the title of Warrior for five consecutive years, but under the suppression of the strong strength of the Uzbek tribe, they have no choice. They try hard to win every year, but they finish second almost every year, and they can only miss the title of Tribe Warrior.
Unwilling but unable to do anything, the Wu people were only temporarily depressed, but the Cang people were always depressed.
This year is even more depressing. The Ba tribe suddenly emerged and actually won the first place. The Uzbek tribe was ranked second. They fell to the third place. It seems even more slim to win the title of warrior in the future.
But I didn't expect that things would take a turn for the worse, and that there would be a new witch and a new atmosphere. This year, three warriors would be blessed by the new witch.
When they saw the bustling and excited hunting team selecting three warriors and surrounding their own warriors as they entered the field to receive the blessings of the new witch, the whole place burst into cheers again.
The Hu, Ji, and Muya tribes who did not get a chance were even more depressed and annoyed. If they had known this, they should have worked harder on the hunt just now, because they would definitely have a chance to squeeze into the top three.
In the past, four small tribes, including the Ba tribe, participated in the competition with a soy sauce mentality. The main purpose was to eat and drink together and participate in a lively trading conference.
After this grand bonfire dinner, you can brag about your awesomeness for a whole year when you go back.
But it seems that I must work harder next year. Maybe with a little bit of hard work and a little bit of luck, I can squeeze into the top three, and my tribe will also have a warrior blessed by the great witch.
And looking at this luxurious scepter shining with golden light under the autumn sun, the aura of blessing must be very strong.
Soon, the three recommended warriors all accepted the blessing of the new witch, and all wore the animal teeth and horns they had obtained. Amidst the cheers of the audience, Xu Chen announced that the Ba tribe had given birth to a new witch in order to congratulate the birth of the new witch.
, and at the same time, in order to congratulate the Ba people on receiving God's blessing, they decided to reward the hunters and their teams who won the title of warrior with a large amount of pottery and linen they brought.
As soon as the news was announced, the entire river beach was in uproar.
Xu Chen did not just talk in vain, but cashed in the prize on the spot, asking the tribesmen to carry over all the pottery and linen they had brought, and first distributed a pottery to each warrior who won the title, a pottery pot for the first place, and a pottery pot for the second place.
A pottery basin, a pot for the third person, and a piece of linen cloth for each person.
When these prizes were placed in the hands of the three warriors, the three guys were so excited that they were a little shaken.
This is unprecedented treatment.
This kind of medium-sized pottery requires at least a thick wolf skin to exchange for it, and linen cloth is a rare item, and it can only be exchanged for a good wild sheepskin.
As the clothes of the Ba tribe become more and more beautiful, other tribes have long been coveting the linen. However, the tribe's wealth is too small, and it is not enough for itself. There is no way to exchange too much. Every time I get some, it is not enough.
Priority can only be given to satisfying women, so most people can only wear dirty furs all year round.
Last year at the Witch Lords Conference, the Ba people wore linen clothes for the first time, causing a huge sensation.
On the Mother's Day at the beginning of spring, Ba women appeared in more exquisite clothes and with neatly combed hair, which immediately caused a huge stir and caused countless men and women to envy and drool.
At this Witch Lord Conference, the attire style of the Ba tribe has once again undergone earth-shaking changes. Especially the armor on men has become the equipment that all men dream of owning. And the Ba tribe men who are well-trained in wearing armor have also become
The mate of all tribal women.
Last night, it was said that every man of the Ba ethnic group was lined up by groups of women to invite him.
Everything about the Ba tribe is now something that other tribes, men, women and children are eager to possess.
But now, these things that have been longed for have fallen into his hands.
"These are the reward items for your bravery. You can keep them all to yourself!"
Xu Chen explained, and the Ba people who were following him helped translate with gestures and pictures.
So the three warriors became even more excited and happy.
Except for tattoos, necklaces and the furs they wear, they have no personal belongings. If they can own a pottery by themselves, they will become the richest people in the tribe.
After distributing the prizes to the three warriors, Xu Chen distributed some pottery bowls, cups, spoons and other small pottery as souvenirs to the three winning teams.
The three teams that had received this windfall cheered excitedly. The other three tribal hunters who were unsuccessful were even more upset. They beat their chests and expressed their regrets for their mistakes, and then gritted their teeth and secretly vowed to work hard next year and strive to be among the top three.
After the prizes were distributed, the ceremony of blessing the warriors was officially concluded, followed by a grand and lively meat-eating carnival.
Dozens of hunted and hunted wild beasts, large and small, were butchered and cut open on the river beach. Large pieces of meat were either eaten on the spot, or used to be barbecued or cooked into minced meat in earthen pots. In the past, the large bone sticks were ignored.
They couldn't bear to throw them away, smashed them into pieces and put them into clay pots and pots to stew soup.
In this late autumn season when the wind is getting colder, drinking a large bowl of thick and piping hot bone broth around a campfire in the evening is also a pleasant and rare delicious treat.
Hundreds of men, women, and children began to sing and dance around the bonfire. The smell of barbecued meat and boiled meat was mixed with the strong smell of blood. It was even more exciting. All the savages kept making all kinds of strange cries and howls. It was like a group of demons dancing wildly, pushing the entire Witch Lord Conference to a climax.