It seems that every year, these leaders still come with good fortune.
When he said this, everyone burst into laughter.
It seems that this Azetou man lost badly last year.
The Azetou man, with a livid face, was not afraid and said: "Just do it and it's over. Who is afraid of whom?"
Shama Zhuoyi smiled coldly: "Okay! But everyone..."
He seemed to look at Liu Zheng calmly, and said with a smile: "This year is different from previous years. We, the lord from Longyan, are truly distinguished guests. Since there are such distinguished guests here to witness, Shama has a suggestion."
Liu Zheng's face was expressionless.
Everyone was looking at him.
"If you have any suggestions, please tell me!"
"What are you talking about? Just say it!"
"Haha, it's the Shamatou tribe. There are no cattle or sheep this year? Hahaha!"
There was a lot of laughter at the scene. Shama Zhuoyi smiled lightly and said: "Brothers, Liangshan is one and the ancestors are even more similar. But over the years, eight big Bimo have appeared in our Liangshan area! Every year during the Torch Festival, there is a quarrel because of it.
Stop making noise, this is really not conducive to our unity in Liangshan!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place buzzed and started talking.
Although the Torch Festival, due to the deviation of this belief, makes the Torch Festival more competitive and enjoyable to watch, at the same time, it also brings daily friction and local fighting.
The Azetou man frowned and said, "What does the Shamatou man mean?"
Others also looked at it one after another. Liu Zheng also looked at each other with Huo Buquli, and his heart screamed.
really.
Shama Zhuoyi laughed loudly: "Why don't we, the leaders, just put an end to it while the nobles are witnessing it?"
The scene fell silent.
Shama Zhuoyi continued: "At the end of this year's Torch Festival, there is only one Big Bimo left! The Big Bimo from the tribe that won the first place will be the one! The other Big Bimo will all go back and become Bimo!"
These people all looked at each other in shock.
Only one left?
One out of eight?
Many people wanted to refuse on the spot. Who didn't know that Shama Zhuoyi had a group of warriors under his command, and with the blessing of God, he won the first prize every year during the Torch Festival.
Doesn't this mean that we are destined to unify Liangshan's beliefs through the middle of our pants?
"this......"
Many people hesitated.
Shama Zhuoyi's eyes turned cold.
"good!"
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Huo Buquli stood up, agreed happily, and said with a laugh: "That's it, everyone, Daliang Mountain, can't continue to be in such chaos! I, a native of Inuo, agree!"
"Agree!"
Naibao Rize also stood up and said.
Now, others have no power to refuse. The three largest ethnic groups have agreed, what else can they say? And... from the origin of the Torch Festival, there is nothing wrong with this proposal. Whose proposal is it?
Dabimo represents the gods, and the people of that ethnic group are even more powerful, aren't they?
"good!"
"In that case, we agree!"
These leaders can only follow the crowd.
At this time, Shama Zhuoyi drained the wine in his hand, turned to look at Liu Zheng, and smiled: "My lord, if Aluba is defeated, your 50,000 soldiers can only be stationed in Meigu."