After Marquis Heller left the meeting hall, the clan leaders of each tribe began to speak, asking Chief Logan what the lord of the Green Empire was doing here.
The tribal leaders did not understand the Imperial language, so they thought Marquis Heller and others were here to deliver supplies. They also thought about taking out some useless Warcraft materials in exchange for some linens and daily necessities.
But after hearing Chief Logan say that these people were here to ask for help, a tribe chief immediately stood up and expressed his stance:
"Our vanguard has already set off, so it's not impossible to take a detour to support them."
Chief Logan then expressed his doubts. He felt that there seemed to be a deep gap between Marquis Heller and Lord Surdak. Otherwise, he would not have known about Lord Surdak and Eggrod.
Tribal alliances.
However, the various clan leaders feel that it is not important whether Marquis Heller knows about this matter. This matter mainly depends on the choice of the Aigrod tribe... to help or not to help!
"I think it doesn't matter if we have another imperial army." The clan leader said something loudly.
Many clan leaders said that Marquis Heller and Earl Suldak were both noble lords of the Green Empire, so some estrangements did not matter. Everyone was fighting against evil spirits together, and any conflicts should be resolved after the war.
Chief Logan sat at the main seat in the meeting hall and silently shook his head, indicating that the matter was not that simple.
"Before sending troops to Moyun Ridge, the Great Elder has already negotiated with Lord Surdak. After we drive the evil spirits out of Moyun Ridge, this highland of Moyun Ridge will be our Aegrod from now on.
The tribe’s habitat.”
"Lord Suldak only owns this land in name only, and has the right to mine and manage this land. In the future, Lord Suldak's army may use the Moyunling Highlands as a springboard to pass through the northern mountains and reach
Go further north into the wild lands to open up new territory.”
"We have already negotiated these, but now Lord Valentine Heller says that the western tundra belongs to them, which means that at least a quarter of the territory will no longer belong to us."
Chief Logan touched his forehead. He had a headache.
A tribe leader sitting below said loudly: "Logan, the Moyunling Highlands are so vast. Even if we occupy half of it, it will be enough for our tribe to settle here."
Other clan leaders echoed: "That's right..."
What they were more concerned about was the batch of supplies that Marquis Heller promised to give but did not have time to give details.
When the clan chiefs of each tribe heard someone expressing their stance, they found that everyone seemed to have thought of the same thing. More clan chiefs expressed their stance immediately:
"Actually, the woodland in the northern mountains is more suitable for survival. Our tribe is already accustomed to life in the woodlands and mountains. There is no need to move back to the Moyunling highlands with you."
Chief Logan sighed and said worriedly: "Actually, I am worried that rashly helping Marquis Heller will anger Lord Suldak..."
Before Chief Logan finished speaking, the chiefs below started shouting, and the atmosphere became even more heated:
"We don't know what conflicts there are between them. How we choose to do it is not up to us!"
"That's right, even if it makes him unhappy, it doesn't seem to be a loss to us, and we're not afraid of him!"
"Why do we have to choose? Isn't it better to eat both sides?"
The chiefs of each tribe are selected and trained from the strongest warriors of the tribe. They are extremely brave and have no problem leading tribal warriors in battles. However, when looking at the internal conflicts in these armies, their vision is extremely short-sighted.
"That's right... In fact, we can accept the benefits from both sides at the same time. We will help whoever gives more..."
A clan leader said this.
The atmosphere in the meeting hall became more lively, and the patriarchs seemed to have found a way to get rich.
Some people said it was even more outrageous...
There was a rush of footsteps outside the meeting hall, and before anyone came in, a clear and sweet sound like silver bells was already heard entering the hall.
"I disagree!"
Delia quickly walked into the meeting hall wearing a magic pattern structure and spoke out against it.
The tribal chiefs looked at Delia with some surprise. Many of the chiefs looked at Delia with fear. Her strong aura was getting stronger and stronger. It was obvious that she would probably take over the position of chief Logan in the future.
Become the patriarch of the Aegroti tribe.
"Delia, you are still just the captain of the temple guard, and you do not have the right to issue orders to the tribes!" A patriarch said with some dissatisfaction.
His voice was not loud, but it was heard clearly by Delia.
Delia walked directly in front of the patriarch, and suddenly a bright war spear appeared in her hand. The sharp tip of the spear almost touched the patriarch's Adam's apple.
The clan leader was so frightened that he swallowed a mouthful of smear, and a very fine scratch immediately appeared on his Adam's apple, straight down, and a stream of blood dripped out.
"Do you think I dare not kill you?"
Delia's eyes were like daggers, and the man was so frightened that he suddenly fell to the ground, very embarrassed.
The clan chiefs around were also shocked. They rarely saw Delia angry. The last time was when a tribal warrior from the Nikro tribe secretly killed his companions and monopolized a white rock rhinoceros horn.
A spear was nailed to a big tree in the middle of the tribe.
Just when the patriarchs were at a loss, an old and steady voice suddenly sounded from the ear room on the left side of the meeting hall:
"Delia, stand down."
Everyone looked toward the side room of the meeting hall, and saw Elder Ambrose walking out of it holding a staff.
He walked unsteadily, as if he might lose his breath at any moment, fall over, and die.
As soon as Elder Ambrose appeared, the meeting hall instantly became quiet. All the clan leaders stood up, and no one dared to speak in private anymore.
Chief Logan quickly stepped down from the main seat and helped Elder Ambroby to sit on the chair.
Elder Ambroby slowly looked around and motioned for everyone to come closer.
Then he spoke in a hoarse voice:
"Everyone must have seen the cavalry regiment of the Western Route Army fighting the evil ghost army on the battlefield. It can be said that they were invincible in the face of the evil ghost army on the Moyunling highlands. There is no evil ghost army that they can't defeat.
, at least that’s what I saw.”
"But Marquis Heller was in trouble in the northern tundra, but he didn't ask Lord Suldak for help. Instead, he found us nearby."
"Let's talk about the current situation on the battlefield. Lord Suldak's army has begun to slowly approach Horsens Mountain. How can we not be able to help them rescue them at this time?"
"Logan's judgment is absolutely correct. There is a conflict between them, and I can conclude that the problem should be the territory."
"So we can't rush this matter. We need to see the attitude of Lord Surdak. After all, he is our most trustworthy ally."
Elder Ambrose sat on the chair and said.
"Logan, you can appease Marquis Heller first. At this time, we should let time tell us the correct answer!"
"Yes, Great Elder." Chief Logan agreed.
Elder Ambrobi personally decided this matter, and the elders of the Aigrod tribe were naturally speechless.
The atmosphere in the meeting hall was still a bit dull. At this time, a guard suddenly walked in from outside and reported to Chief Logan: "Chief Logan, the lord did not say anything and asked the night guard to help him.
After opening the city gate, they rode away overnight."
The tribal leaders who were originally considering whether to contact this noble lord privately and exchange some supplies were all dumbfounded for a moment...