Lord Roar

Chapter 300 130 Six Totems

Unlike before, after receiving the first batch of material support from the Holy See, the Bloodhoof Tribe filled the open space with abundant food.

Dina led a group of flowery beast elves, shuttled among the chiefs with food and trays in their hands, and would steal a few bites quietly when no one was paying attention.

The old butler Lacey directed the plain dwarves, holding up barrels of ale and delivering them to the visitors with a look of disgust.

"You son of a bitch, I told you to mix water in it, did you mix it?"

De Niro rolled his eyes and said: "It's mixed, it's mixed at seven to three."

Lacey nodded and said, "Well, if the wine is clean, these guys probably won't be able to drink it."

"Hey, it's cheaper than them, and it's seven to three." De Niro said with an unhappy face: "I mixed water, seven drinks and three."

Lacey: ""

The holy son Orpheus and Princess Hathaway attended in costumes, standing at the entrance of the camp as representatives of the human race and the Holy See, and greeted the tribal chiefs one by one under the introduction of the reluctant Allen.

However, these vulgar chiefs didn't give face to these two outstanding young people in the mainland at all, and they didn't bother to find out what the holy son of the Holy See and Princess Lothar were doing. Instead, after seeing Alan, they exaggeratedly expressed reverence.

But Alan, who looked arrogant, didn't show any affection, and kept yawning.

A group of chiefs whispered: "See, that is Chief Bloodhoof, the pride of our barbarians, even when he is dozing off, he is so domineering and mighty."

"Yes oh yes oh."

Migard, who was standing next to Allen, would hand over a portable teleportation item every time he saw a chief.

A large group of uninformed chiefs saw the transparent teleportation crystal, some bit their teeth, some thought it was a souvenir and put it in their arms for fear that others would snatch it, and some immediately exchanged it with other chiefs for supplies. .

Standing on the magic tower, Conslet kept beating his chest and cursing the prodigal son.

Little Zach rolled his eyes and beat his mentor on the back, fearing that the handsome old man would be pissed off if he watched it any longer.

Rooney watched happily from the side. It was the first time he saw such a barbarian chief, a bunch of big guys and restrained children. Alan greeted them a little, and they seemed to have won so much glory.

But thinking about it, the bloodhoof chief Mental Lun rose like a comet in the wilderness. Except for the four major tribes, no tribe had the honor to fight side by side with the bloodhoof tribe, although the four tribes were also playing soy sauce at the time character of.

And every time the Bloodhoof tribe fights, it is accompanied by honor and victory.

Beat up the lion tribe with a crushing momentum, helped Hammer Fort defeat the two-headed troll in the Ganya Plain, conquered the Holy See's cavalry beast army, and repelled the opponents with zero casualties in the battle of the Holy Light Castle. Mongolian Legion.

Every battle has made these chiefs deeply proud of the Bloodhoof tribe. The barbarians value individual bravery, and Alan is undoubtedly too much for them. They copy guys when they disagree, and they always beat up a lot by themselves. people.

Many small tribal chiefs who had never been to the Bloodhoof Camp, just like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, didn't know where to look.

Billy, the thin bamboo chief of the Blood Snake Tribe, acted as a tour guide for the chiefs of various small tribes with the face of an old driver, and finally paid homage to the statue of Kakalu.

The big Babylon kept rolling his eyes beside him, he should have done such a long face thing.

Johnny followed Manstein. At this time, his former guardian beast, the great axe, was basking in the sun at the gate of the camp. He had already expressed his thoughts to the chief.

Manstein believed that Chief Bloodhoof would agree to this request.

Because Manstein, who has read countless people, believes that Allen has an extremely complicated personality. Under the unusually tough appearance, there is a heart belonging to a strong man. This kind of heart will not refuse an old guardian beast to spend his old age in the forest of beasts. of.

But Johnny didn't think so. Chief Bloodhoof's hob-like face also made him uneasy. After all, Chief Bloodhoof is not a reasonable person, and he is also a guy who can't afford it early.

130 Six tribal chiefs, plus chief Manstein and elders of another great chief tribe were all present, and it was the first time that all tribal chiefs gathered together on the Great Wasteland.

Looking at the food residues and overturned wine barrels all over the floor, Allen secretly regretted it. Most of the chiefs in this gang started to eat Hesai without saying a word after they came, and they probably haven't eaten meat for a long time.

Others do their business first and then eat, while the barbarians eat their fill first before they have the energy to talk about business.

This time, all the chiefs were called to come to the Bloodhoof Camp to discuss matters. It was nothing more than how to cooperate with the Holy See and other human nations to fight against the Beamon orcs.

Although all the chiefs came in the name of Manstein, they were in the territory of the Bloodhoof tribe after all, and with the acquiescence of the great chief tribe, Allen also acted as the organizer of this gathering.

And Allen does have another purpose, which is to let everyone know who has the biggest fist, and only in this way can the next negotiation go smoothly.

I have to say that the Bloodhoof camp has opened the eyes of a large group of chiefs.

The bloodhoof elite warriors covered in iron armor maintained order, and the plain giants carrying giant shields like city gates lined up and stood guard on the periphery of the bloodhoof camp. The beast hovered in mid-air, shooting out flaming arrows from high altitude from time to time, leading the way for all the tribal chiefs who came,
At first, the Great Chief tribe did not agree to set the meeting place in the Bloodhoof Tribe. After all, this would affect the leadership and authority of the Great Chief tribe. objection.

There are just so many chiefs who traveled long distances to the Great Chief tribe. If they didn't care about eating and drinking, at least half of the tribal chiefs would not rush over.

But once the control of food and drink, the first batch of supplies promised by the Holy See to the Great Chief tribe was first given to the Bloodhoof tribe, and now the Great Chief tribe could not afford it at all, so the Bloodhoof tribe had to suffer a little bit first.

Having said that, all tribal chiefs have heard about the massive invasion of Beamon, but more than half of them do not support forming an alliance with any party, and feel that they should stay dormant until the end of the war between the two tribes. It's time to drink, let the other races and orc races be turned upside down.

In fact, this is not to blame for the lack of foresight of the various chiefs. After all, both the human race and the orc race have bullied the barbarians.

Seeing that the chiefs were full of food and drink, Allen asked the old ladies and sisters of the Bloodhoof tribe and the beast elves to take away the metal rice bowls and wine glasses.

The main reason is that Allen is afraid that these chiefs will give up all the tableware. After all, everyone is so poor, and some barbarians have never seen ironware once in their lives.

Not long ago, the little chief of a subordinate tribe under the Nighthawk tribe received a portable teleportation crystal on his front foot, and then asked old Dylan to exchange ten pieces of cloth for his back foot.

Moreover, Old Dylan, the chief of Nighthawk, has not yet agreed. He thinks the crystal looks good, but it is not as practical as cloth.

Allen led more than 100 chiefs out of the Bloodhoof camp.

Under the gaze of a large group of chiefs, Migard and old Lacey each held a portable teleportation crystal.

Old Lacey threw the crystal on the ground, and after injecting magic elements, a portal suddenly stood above the crystal.

A large group of chiefs were dumbfounded.

Migard trotted all the way for more than 100 meters, and after placing the teleportation crystal on the ground, a teleportation door appeared on the crystal after a while.

Old Lacey walked into the portal in front of him under everyone's attention, and appeared next to Migard in the next second.

A large group of chiefs looked at me and I looked at you, and then quickly took out the teleportation crystal props from their arms, their hands trembling slightly, and some chiefs shouted with wet corners: "Magic props, magic props."

Old Lacey cursed in a low voice with disgust: "A bunch of bumpkins."

Migard rolled his eyes, but he remembered that not long ago, old Lacey found him sneakily, wanting to exchange his wand that looked like a fire stick for a teleportation crystal.

Manstein nodded, and shouted loudly: "After returning to the camp, activate the chief's battle ring, and enter the magic coordinates of your tribe's residence."

A group of chiefs suddenly started chattering

"What are magic coordinates?"

"What are the magic coordinates of our station?"

"If it was placed directly on the ground, it would be a pity that it would be blown away by the wind."

Manstein couldn't help shaking his head with a wry smile. The tribes ruled by these chiefs, the largest of the four tribes, the smallest may have less than 100 people, and most of them don't know how to use teleportation crystals.

Allen made the gang's head hurt from the noise, and squinted and walked in front of a large group of chiefs.

"Shut up my mother!"

Not to mention, Chief Bloodhoof's reputation is too strong, especially when a group of high-level leaders of the Great Chief's tribe were once hung on a tree, not to mention the two legs that were given to Johnny the Great Axe were crippled. Going down the throat, none of the more than 100 chiefs dared to be presumptuous.

Allen said with a smirk, "No, let me learn it. Whoever can't learn how to use magic props will never return to the tribe."

A large group of chiefs looked at me and I looked at you, dumbfounded.

"The Great Wilderness borders Beamon's territory, and the border is so long, no one knows where they entered the Great Wasteland. If anyone thinks that with the strength of their own tribe, they can fight against the army of millions of Beamon alone, then they don't have to learn. Return the crystal to Lao Tzu, and you can leave immediately."

After Allen finished shouting, he said angrily: "The other end of the portal has not been determined yet. It may be the Holy Light Fortress, or it may be near the Great Chief's tribe."

A group of chiefs began to whisper, and they couldn't help but look at Orpheus, the Holy Son representing the Holy See.

No one who can become a chieftain is an idiot. It seems that the Holy See is very important to the [-] barbarians, otherwise it is impossible to hand over the Holy Light Castle.

But it is precisely because of this that many people became suspicious, and even the Fort of Holy Light is ready to give us away, and when we use it, we will have to use it to death.

"To count combat effectiveness, women, children, old and weak, and disabled are not included. Chiefs with more than 1000 male fighters should report to Great Chief Manstein, and those with fewer than 500 male fighters should report to Old Chief Zak. , if the number of male fighters is less than a hundred, go to Little Zac to collect supplies and leave, pack up your belongings after returning to the tribe, and prepare to go to the tribe of the great chief at any time." Allen didn't bother to explain, and continued to shout: "The soldiers will be united after they are assembled. It is arranged that before each tribe sets foot on the battlefield, there should be at least ten men and all women, children, old and weak. The barbarians are a big family, and each tribe is a small family. The big family cannot be lost, and the small family cannot be lost. I will, no, Great Chief Manstein has just one request, 130 six tribal totems, not one less!"

Manstein nodded secretly. Originally, all the chiefs were called this time to discuss how to fight against the Beamon orcs, and in the end it was to move the camps of several major tribes together and so on.

Allen's plan coincides with his, and it is more detailed and secure. With the portable teleportation crystal, countless small tribes can be gathered together, and it can be effectively used at the last moment.

The elder of the Great Chief tribe standing behind Manstein whispered disdainfully, "The benevolence of a woman."

(End of this chapter)