Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Chapter 530 Baimei Clan
Facing the inquiring gazes of the Baimei clan, Ren Lin slowly spoke:
"Chief Wu Ma, I need to remind you——"

"The White Eyebrow Clan's food reserves are running low."

"If we take in more refugees, even though our resources will be quickly depleted, how long can the river valley wall last? We may not be able to survive the beast disaster."

"Is that so?" Wu Ma was shocked and looked at the elder who was in charge of material reserves.

The other party nodded awkwardly.

——Although it might seem a bit strange for Ren Lin, an outsider, to remind them of this, the White Eyebrow Clan was essentially still a nomadic tribe, and the only things they could trade with the merchant guild were all kinds of agricultural and animal husbandry products, so they could be said to be directly connected with Ren Lin.

Based on the amount of trade that the White Eyebrow Clan can offer.

Estimate the other party's own reserves.

In addition, Ren Lin had been stationed in Shan for a long time, so it was easy for him to know the food reserves of the Baimei clan better than Wu Ma, the clan leader who was not focused on specific affairs.

And this information.

It will also be delivered to the Merchant Blade headquarters in Hengcheng through the Merchant Guild's trade network and presented to Long En's desk.

Critical time.

Population, materials, industrial balance, trade gap...they also mean the war potential of various regions and forces.

Under Long En's command, as long as it is used properly, there is no need for the United City to send troops, and the sanctions of the Chamber of Commerce alone can make the enemy surrender.

It can be said to be a victory without fighting.

Of course, Ren Lin didn't have the mind to consider such a grand layout at the moment. He just clenched his sweat in his hands and secretly felt fortunate that he found a suitable excuse in a hurry.

The White Eyebrow clan’s material reserves.

It's not as serious as he said.

But how long the so-called beast disaster will last...how long it is exactly is entirely in the hands of himself and Wumian, whatever they say is what it is.

“Mr. Ren, the next batch of supplies promised by the Merchant Guild…” Wu Ma hesitated.

"You know the road conditions in the Valley of Vengeance," Ren Lin interrupted coldly, "It has been delayed three times so far, and I can't guarantee it."

As for what happened.

Isn't it all just because of his mouth?

Years of subtle planning are beginning to show results.

This opinion,
The Baimei clan had no choice but to listen.

Sure enough, the elders of the various factions began to whisper among themselves and tried to persuade Wu Ma:

"Chief, you still have to put Baimei first."

"It's not that we don't want to take them in, but my quota is full. In the past few days, many kids have come to complain about the lack of food and clothing. Do you think it's okay..."

"Wuma! Second uncle is telling you this. I was annoyed with those beggars before. I told you to drive them out but you didn't listen. Now, with the beast disaster coming, if you can't afford to eat, my family won't give you a single grain of wheat—"

Fear of beaked beasts,

It has been deeply rooted in their hearts.

No matter what the attitude and reason are, even a little more risk is enough to make all the people trapped in the safe place extremely resistant; and even if it is just one more life-saving straw, they will grab it tightly.

Testing the bottom line again and again.

Until there is no retreat.

Wumian's goal has been achieved.

In addition to taming animals, the first thing to tame is the human heart.

However, inside the tent, a wrinkle had already appeared on his forehead, and the Wu Ma tribe leader, who had always been willing to accept advice, was now clenching his teeth.

Until he roared:

"Shut up, everyone!"

“It’s fine if you don’t send troops to resist the Beak-billed Beasts and wipe out the beast plague. No one can see those destroyed tribes anyway. But do you want me to watch these brothers who have traveled through mountains of bones and corpses to reach the White Eyebrow Clan, only to be blocked outside the barrier?!”

"What about the White Eyebrow Clan..."

"I would like to ask, what is the White Eyebrow Clan?"

Wu Ma, who had been patient for a long time, slapped the table, stood up, pointed at an elder and asked: "Twenty years ago, when the beast disaster struck, you brought your family and dragged your half-dead body to this valley... were you from the White Eyebrow Clan?" "And you! Seven years ago, it was Ji... We rescued you from the long neck of the beaked beast. I personally cleaned your wounds and changed the dressings for you, and put the knife in your hand... At that time, were you from the White Eyebrow Clan?"

Wu Ma's messy sideburns trembled. He walked around his direct and distant relatives and finally pointed at himself: "Three generations ago, we were members of the White Eyebrow Clan!"

The so-called White Eyebrow Clan.

The so-called wandering tribe.

They can be changed into countless names, but no matter how big or small, every tribe exists on this plain of Shandi, surviving disasters and chaos time and time again, and gathering together again.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to survive.

There are no tribes on the grassland that have existed for hundreds of years.

Even the White Eyebrow Clan was formed only after a beast disaster. The ancestor three generations ago took the lead in leading everyone, gathering the remaining herdsmen, and growing stronger time and time again.

It was not that they were the first to occupy this valley.

But just survive here.

It is most likely to recover first, develop into a new shelter for everyone, attract displaced people and unite into a community.

Become the new "White Eyebrow Clan".

This is not an obligation.

But it is destiny.

It is also the history of the land of Shem.

However, due to the intervention of the Merchant Guild, the White Eyebrow Clan was made the resident and the hub of east-west trade, making their prosperity seem natural and having nothing to do with any other tribe.

The White Eyebrow Clan has prospered for too long.

To the point of forgetting history.

Faced with the patriarch's anger, the elders were speechless; some stiffened their necks and refused to bow their heads, but when they met the man's fierce eyes, they could not say anything.

"Do as I say." Wu Ma exhaled and gave the order, "Accept the brothers from all the major tribes, and receive the nameless clan that has come from afar... until the beast disaster is over."

"Then, they will become a member of the White Eyebrow Clan."

Ren Lin's eyes turned cold.

Absolutely, we must stop it... His fingers trembled, wanting to signal the mercenary warriors behind him to take action, but he was still a little hesitant.

But this time.

Qing Rong received a report from a guard and was suddenly stunned, then leaned over to Wu Ma's ear and whispered something.

On the patriarch's face.

The same unexpected expression appeared on his face, and he whispered it subconsciously.

Ren Lin, heard the clip clearly:

"Wuming...Lu...didn't come with us?"

The fat businessman's heart moved and he clenched his fists.

"Chief Wu Ma, this is all my advice. However, we are not in a position to interfere in the internal affairs of your Baimei clan. I will take my leave first—"

A business smile reappeared on his face, and he turned and left with a frank look on his face.

……

And outside the barrier.

The survivors of the major tribes, who had been waiting for a long time, became increasingly uneasy, and the atmosphere became increasingly solemn.

The guards on the city wall.

I am also surprised that this decision was delayed for so long.

But in the end.

The news of opening the floodgates came along with the large border flag of the White Eyebrow Clan.

(End of this chapter)