"Since we all feel that this selection is unfair, let's discuss it carefully and select a truly fair and just competition result, and then go to the river beach to announce the results together."
Xu Chen put forward his own suggestions.
A group of witches gathered around the little witch and began to renegotiate the results of each participating team based on the numbers registered on the animal skins and the voting results.
Although the Youqiong tribe had good results in this hunting, they were excluded from the selection because they were not members of the Ba Tribe Alliance.
However, according to Xu Chen's promise on the Mother's Day at the beginning of spring, although the poor and Tage tribes who participate in hunting will not receive the title of warrior, they will still be rewarded with pottery, linen and other prizes based on their hunting performance.
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
Therefore, the poor witch who was originally incompatible with his clothing and language could only sit alone beside him, watching with a depressed face as the little witch and the other four witches gathered together to discuss the results of the competition.
At this moment, he felt isolated and abandoned.
Although she also wanted to join this lively discussion, and she was also convinced that if she were a member of the Ba Alliance, the poor people would definitely get the top two results this time.
But she is not.
And she was also very worried.
To submit to the Ba people is to give up your ancient shaman heritage, which is a betrayal of the gods and beliefs.
Although I can't see any disadvantages.
But this kind of betrayal made her feel fearful and helpless.
Even when she admired the prosperity and wealth of the Ba tribe, she also hoped that she could also develop the same prosperity and wealth as the poor tribe, and become the most powerful tribe within hundreds of thousands of miles.
One day, I can also sit among them as a great witch, spread my own great witch heritage, and gain the recognition and respect of all witches.
Of course, the premise is that we will not fall out with the Ba people and we will always be friendly neighbors.
The quarrels and small-scale conflicts on the river beach continued, and the noise became louder and louder.
Lei, Long, Heng and other officers directed the hunters to maintain order on the river beach. Therefore, although there was a lot of commotion on the river beach, it did not cause too much commotion and no casualties. At most, some unconvinced hunters were fighting among themselves.
Punch each other a few times during short distance contact.
Obviously there are more and bigger beasts in front of my tribe, but the one next door got more votes than me.
Although the opponent may be a powerful tribe, only a single-minded and vulgar savage will not be intimidated by this so-called strength.
I can still spit when I can't hit the opponent.
This kind of battle is not very harmful, but it is extremely humiliating.
So everywhere on the river beach, you can see many neighboring or not far apart groups of hunters yelling and spitting at each other.
Drool and saliva fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky.
In addition, some participating teams with poor results had no sense of collective honor at all. They surrounded the hunting teams that shook their fists and spitted and made noises, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.
Beat him, beat him, beat him hard, and after beating him, His Majesty the Witch King will punish you.
The tribal chiefs and leaders who were blocking the way around were also depressed and kept turning their heads to look in the direction of the compound.
The voting at the end of the game has also ended. Why not announce the results of the game earlier and let the great witch come out to hold a blessing ceremony for the hunters who have won the title of warrior?
The men, women, and children watching the excitement were also a little restless waiting.
We have been hungry all day, and the sun is going to set soon. Why don't we kill so many beasts quickly and have a full meal? Why don't we wait until they stink?
Long, Lei and others were even more puzzled. They didn't care about the results of the competition. What they cared about was to eat quickly and have a good rest today so that they would have enough energy to round up the wild horses tomorrow.
Everyone on the river beach was in different moods.
But they were all waiting anxiously for Xu Chen to come out with a group of witches to announce the results.
"Woo~~~"
"Dongdongdongdong..."
Accompanied by a long horn sound, there was soon a dull and dense sound of drums.
The noisy river beach suddenly became quiet, and more than 2,000 people turned their heads.
In the direction of the courtyard, a group of knights were seen rushing toward three carriages. In just over ten minutes, they arrived under the king's flag and the dragon flag in the center of the venue.
The knights dismounted one after another, and Feng strode forward with a loud roar and lined up.
In an instant, the chaos on the river beach changed from the pushing, shouting, and spitting. Countless hunters hurriedly gathered in their tribes, and the scene quickly became orderly.
"Stand at attention and ask His Majesty the Witch King to give you a lecture!"
Feng finished reorganizing his team, turned around, cupped his fists at Xu Chen, and stepped aside.
Xu Chen walked under the king's flag, pressed the handle of the dragon's tooth scimitar with one hand, and raised the bark loudspeaker in his hand with a serious expression.
"Relax, everyone, the hunting competition has ended and the winning team has appeared. I wonder if you are satisfied?"
"Satisfied~"
“Not satisfied~”
The hunter team erupted into a burst of shouts of different sizes, and at the same time some neighboring teams started to quarrel because of inconsistent answers.
Although they didn't start pushing each other and yelling at each other like at the beginning, the sound of spitting was still heard.
His Majesty the Witch King will punish you in a fight, but he can't control spitting. It's okay to pee on each other if you can't. Anyway, as long as you can win, that's fine.
In addition to the hunters who participated in the competition, the hunters who came with their respective tribes and the men, women, and children who participated in the transaction were even more excited and started making noises one after another.
The river beach that had just calmed down suddenly became turbulent and chaotic again.
"Dongdongdongdong."
At Xu Chen's signal, the drummer beat the cowhide drum. The dull sound was suppressed, and the noise quickly subsided.
Xu Chen spoke again with a calm face: "It seems that everyone is not satisfied with this result. However, this result was voted by all participating teams. If everyone maintains a sense of fairness and justice, how can we get a result that everyone is satisfied with?"
What about the unsatisfactory results..."
When Xu Chen said this, his eyes swept across the long and neatly arranged queue.
"To get such a result that everyone is not satisfied with, is it the great witch who is wrong, the gods who are wrong, or ourselves who are wrong?"
The entire river beach was silent.
Everyone felt a numbness in their scalps and couldn't help shivering at the same time.
It seemed that the sunset and evening breeze, which had been warm and lively just now, suddenly became cold because of these few words, and my soul trembled slightly.
Could the Great Witch be wrong?
Can the gods be wrong?
No, it is definitely you who is wrong!
Everyone ruled out the witches and gods first in their minds, and then looked at Xu Chen extremely nervously.
Even a group of witches felt ashamed and blushed.
They are the spiritual leaders of each ethnic group and have the responsibility of guidance and education. The gods are never wrong. If the hunters of the tribe are wrong, they also bear unshirkable responsibility.
In fact, all witches know that in the various hunting activities that used to be gatherings of alliance tribes of various ethnic groups, there will always be some same problems, but because the scale is small and the number of people is small, and each tribe is very familiar with each other, plus
The strength is completely unequal, so this unfair phenomenon is almost ignored by people.
This is like a family conflict within each tribe. It only needs simple mediation by the shaman and the clan leader or even a few scoldings to calm it down. Even if some people feel uncomfortable, they will soon forget it because everyone is like this.
But the situation of this kind of large-scale gathering and competition activities of different ethnic groups is completely different.
All witches have the same status, and all ethnic groups are not very familiar with each other. In addition, the rewards of hunting competitions and warrior titles are related to the huge gains of tribal honor and wealth. No tribe can tolerate this kind of gains.
Something unfair happened to you.
Therefore conflicts, quarrels and even fights are inevitable.
If it weren't for the Gonghuo Clan and the Yu Gong Clan who were punished for fighting over the settlement, many tribes on the riverbank would probably have lost their minds right now.
We are all savages, why should we let you go?
It doesn't matter if you lose to your own tribe, but it doesn't matter if you lose to a foreign tribe.
It's like brothers fighting, they can fight to the death behind closed doors, but when facing outsiders, they still have to roll up their sleeves and fight together.
Therefore, on the river bank right now, there is an evenly matched three-party camp headed by the core tribes of the Ba, Gonghuo, and Yugong tribes, with the Wu, Yehuo, Kun, and Maotun tribes also sandwiched between them.
These powerful medium-sized tribes are not willing to be outdone to seek support for themselves, so the situation is quite chaotic.
As for the Five Ghosts, since it was their first time to participate in this event, they hardly showed any expression. A group of people stood at the edge of the area and watched blankly.
However, the faces of the poor and Taqi people were full of depression.
The two tribes participated in this large gathering as invited guests, and could not participate in the selection of the winning team in the hunting competition, let alone win the title of warrior. In fact, this time there was a poor tribe that performed very well and had the strength to enter the top three.
After all, the alliance tribes to which the Ba tribe belongs are trying to find ways to capture some small and not ferocious live beasts, and they really put all their energy into hunting the beasts, so the harvest is very large. If based on the number of hunts and the level of the beasts,
It is possible to become number one.
However, these results can only be exchanged for prizes and cannot be counted into competition results.
However, amid the depression, the two groups of foreigners were inexplicably excited.
Watching the excitement is not too big a deal. Although they also like and covet various advanced technologies and goodies of the Ba tribe, and are shocked by the prosperity, wealth and power of the Ba tribe, such a chaotic scene also allows them to see that the Ba tribe alliance does not seem to be the same.
So united.
A united and powerful Ba ethnic alliance would not be a good thing for its neighbors.
Especially for the poor shaman who was a bystander, the feeling of isolation disappeared a lot, and a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.