Atwood entered the tauren territory five days ago.
On the first day of arrival, he presented a simple and practical gift, a bag of about 100 kilograms of fine salt, and claimed that he was from the Teutonic family, which had sworn sworn ties with the centaurs, and wanted to discuss with the tauren how to deal with the centaurs.
Centaur.
This allowed him to avoid the interrogation and difficulties of Niu Rentou.
But no courtesy was given.
During these five days, he had been placed in the cultivation area on the outermost edge of the territory, and he had not responded to his request to meet with the tauren leader and high priest.
After all, if he could cross the grassland to visit the tauren territory, he must have a cooperation agreement with the centaurs.
Furthermore, in Niu Rentou's impression, the human race is the enemy second only to the centaurs, and it is also not worthy of showing a warm and hospitable character.
But Atwood, whose range of activities was restricted, became familiar with the tauren in just a few days.
Ever since the tauren were forced to migrate to Blood Rock in the north, they had almost no chance to fight against humans, and Atwood's arrival was a rare opportunity for them to practice.
Atwood, who was demanding, did not refuse their request for a competition.
He often held long and short swords wrapped in thick animal skins, smeared them with white ash, and drew white marks on many adult and minor tauren. Then he jokingly said, powerful tauren, you can go
I proposed to the girl I love, and I painted you a beautiful dress. Or every time after knocking down the cumbersome minotaur, I would tease you: You stupid cow, are you just here to show how the strong minotaur is?
Did you fall?
This kind of friendly joke made the loyal tauren laugh heartily, and also made his name spread quickly among the tribe.
A strong warrior is worthy of respect.
A strong yet humble warrior, he is loved everywhere.
Teutonic's superb martial arts and flexible pace were praised by the tauren, so they had good senses about this human being, and their eyes became much kinder.
After learning about it, many powerful tauren who lived deep in the territory often came to compete with him with liquor as spicy as knives.
The battles with winners and losers made the Minotaur's evening show even more exciting.
No matter who wins or loses, the liquor must be drunk.
Therefore, Atwood even doubted whether his drinking capacity, which he had trained for more than ten years, could not adapt to the wine brewed by the tauren. Otherwise, why would he get drunk more often than the tauren!
Today was like usual, he was sitting on an iron-wood pillar holding a long and short sword, but the scene full of bull heads at this time was no longer there, which made him feel that the bloody setting sun was very lonely.
Strange, where have all the minotaurs gone?
Could it be that the centaur who escorted him here was discovered by the tauren?
Damn it! In order to avoid misunderstandings, I clearly told them not to come within two hundred miles of the tauren territory!
Teutonic, who didn't know why, cursed in his heart.
In fact, he misunderstood, because today was the day when the demihuman team arrived.
At the totem wood altar, Cage, the leader of the werewolf tribe, was gathered in front of the fire with Johnny, Kano, Carl and High Priest Linn. The burning fire stretched their backs very long,
The flames swayed with the mountain wind, like an ancient beast with teeth and claws.
The first person to speak was Kano of the Deinosuchus.
The words that came out of his big mouth full of fangs were very gentle, "Cage, the sharp-beaked bird and I are not good at expressing ourselves. Let you tell the matter."
Johnny, the Storm Eagle Clan who always liked to argue with him, heard this and rarely nodded in agreement.
In response, Cage nodded obediently.
Anyway, he's used to it.
"Elder Ghosthoof, we need your wise guidance."
Cage, who was sitting upright with a look on his face, told the Snake Tribe's arrogant warning and the Eaton family's opening of a new trade route, and then revealed the purpose of his trip, "This matter is related to the rise and fall of all tribes of the demi-human race, as well as the future.
The plan to retake the ancestral homeland, so the three of us would like to know your opinions before the tribal alliance meeting makes a decision."
After he finished speaking, there was a long silence in front of the fire.
Karl Bloodhoof showed a shocked expression at first, then turned his head and looked at the high priest quietly.
He knows the strength of the snake people and the ancient alien species hidden in the Forest of Death.
But the high priest had no reaction.
Having lived for many years, he has long been accustomed to welcoming any good or bad news calmly.
At this moment, he lowered his head, and his waist had been bent by the ruthless years. He was as stooped as a bow that was drawn to perfection. It can also be seen very clearly that there is a trace of blood on the head of the cow with a broken horn.
No muscles bother to grow, and layers of old skin on the face hang down on the lower jaw.
The eyes were also cloudy and gray-white filled the eye sockets.
If it hadn't been for the occasional flash of wisdom, people would have thought he was blind.
The weather had just entered autumn and it was not yet cold, and he was still in front of the fire, but he was still huddled up in his thick fur.
His body was so afraid of the cold that people doubted whether he could survive this winter.
Finally, he spoke, his voice dry and hoarse, like rusty scrap metal.
"What's your plan?"
Although the answer was not what was asked, it also cheered up Cage.
Because since the high priest asked the question, it meant that he already had the corresponding prediction in his mind.
Cage quickly joined in and said, "Elder Ghosthoof, our idea is this. Don't conflict with the snake people first, and now we need the Eaton family, at least until we return to the homeland of our ancestors, we must rely on them for maintenance.
Trade in food, weapons and other materials. Therefore, we want you to come forward and let the leaders of other tribes recognize this idea. As for how to deal with the Eaton family after returning to the ancestral homeland..."
Speaking of this, a ruthless look flashed in Cage's eyes, "We can confine them to the hilly areas, no longer trade with them, cut off their trade routes, prevent them from gaining a foothold in the northwest, force them to surrender to us or
Migrate to the city of Gardinanlas and attach themselves to the snake people. Because the human demigods have fallen, we launched a war to return to the homeland of our ancestors. At that time, the snake people will also come out of the Terror River."
"You're too young, Cage."
No, the high priest shook his head in denial as soon as he heard this, "This idea of yours is impossible to realize. You only see the concerted efforts of all the tribes now, but you have forgotten the disputes when we all lived in our hometown."
Conflicts while living in your hometown?
The words of the high priest made the other four people look at each other, and then fell into silence again.
Before the Holy Empire was established, when all the demihuman tribes lived in the plains and hills of the northwest, they were not monolithic!
On the contrary, tribes will also have conflicts or wars due to territorial disputes.
There are even cases of tribes forming alliances with humans to attack another tribe together.
This is also the fundamental reason why they, who clearly occupy most of the northwest plains and have more than 200,000 tribesmen in all tribes combined, were easily defeated by the human race and were finally reduced to surviving in the blood rock in the north.
Fighting on their own, not united!
Therefore, the reason for the tauren high priest's rebuttal was that the demihuman tribal alliance would collapse after returning to the ancestral homeland!
After there is no more survival pressure and external threats, the tribes will no longer work together!
Being able to share hardships in the blood rocks in the north does not mean that we can share happiness after entering the northwest plains!
"Karl, tell me what you think."
After a while, the high priest's old voice broke the silence.
"High Priest, when I was just born, you have already guided the direction of our race, so I need your wisdom this time."
Karl replied respectfully.
"Alas, Karl, I am too old to survive the fall of human demigods."
The high priest sighed and said in a faint voice, "You are the leader and the one who makes decisions on behalf of the race in the war to return to the ancestral homeland. If you have any ideas, please tell me."
well......
Hearing this, Karl sighed inaudibly.
Then he raised his head and looked into Cage's eyes and expressed his thoughts.
"Cage, I agree with not conflicting with the snake people, and I don't want to conflict with them at any time. My race had 20,000 people at its peak, but now there are only more than 5,000. The war to return to the homeland,
The Tauren will definitely go all out. But after returning, I must consider the continuation of the race, so I refuse to participate in any action to suppress the Eaton family, even at the cost of withdrawing from the tribal alliance. And I feel that the Eaton family will continue to stay in the northwest
It is more beneficial to us. Because of their existence, all tribes can feel the pressure from the Snake Tribe at all times, and can continue to maintain the cohesion of the alliance and avoid repeating the internal fighting two hundred years ago."
"Elder Bloodhoof, I don't agree with your statement."
The upright demihumans cannot learn to express themselves in a roundabout way. After Karl finished speaking, Cage immediately shook his head, "I think leaving the Eaton family is a threat to us. Indeed, as you said, Eaton
The existence of the family can make the tribal alliance more cohesive, but they are cunning humans! When we launch a war to return to our hometown, they will definitely take the opportunity to recruit other humans to strengthen themselves, and will eventually become our close enemy!"
In response, Karl opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Because what Cage said may very well turn out to be true.
The high priest, who had been staring at the fire, suddenly said, "Cage, the Eaton family you mentioned only has more than ten thousand people in the territory, and there are no strong ones yet?"
"Yes, Elder Youho."
Cage answered respectfully.
He knew that this high priest, who was known for his wisdom, would never hit the right target.
But what he didn't expect was that the high priest's next words made him unable to insist on expelling the Eaton family, "Then do you know how many human races there are in the entire northwest plain?"