wild trail

Chapter 247 Divination
After discussing with Huya for a while, Lu Feng was sent back to his place of residence by Qi Yan.

After Lu Feng left, the elders of the Raging Fire Tribe gathered together and had a heated discussion.

"Elder Baiyun, do you mean that the soldiers from the Ministry of Salt have a weapon like the one just now?" Huya asked in surprise.

The elder named Baiyun looked squarely at the man who led the army to attack the Yanbu twice. At this moment, he said with a serious face and many canine teeth: "Chief, it is true as I said, this fire tribe is not only about spears with yellow spears They are made of stones, even if they are called bows and arrows, and their bows and arrows can be shot farther than ours. That day, the flower tribe rushed towards them, and before they could get close to them, they were shot from a distance A large number of them died, and it looked terrible, if we fought with them, we would have no hope of winning at all."

Huya's face was as gloomy as water, and he looked at the others and said, "Elders, please tell me what you think!"

"Boss, since the Ministry of Salt is so powerful, we must not become enemies with them. If we can learn how to make their weapons, we still have a certain chance of winning. Otherwise, with our current strength, we can only die in vain. .” An old man with gray hair said in a deep voice.

"Wizard Hana, I think you were scared out of your wits by them. With so many people in our tribe, can't we defeat a small salt department?" A strong man said coldly.

"Uren, what do you mean, do you want to watch our Fire Tribe perish?" Hana said angrily.

The strong man named Wu Lun gave Hana an unshakable glance, and then said to Huya: "Chief, I think it's better to kill those envoys with the Ministry of Salt and grab their weapons. Sending them to Ugwu for a period of time will only make them stronger. We should stop this stupid behavior and send all the warriors to kill them directly while they are unprepared. Yanbu, then their things are ours, as long as we have this kind of weapon, we can annex the other four tribes in a flash."

Huya murmured when he heard the words. Uren's proposal moved him very much, but Hana's statement was not unreasonable. Under the dilemma, he looked at a middle-aged man sitting next to him and asked : "Priest, what do you think we should do."

The middle-aged priest opened his closed eyes and said slowly: "We have to follow the will of the gods in this matter, and let the gods decide how we should do it."

Huya nodded hungry and said, "Please ask the priest to do a divination!"

The priest nodded, took out a small turtle shell from the animal skin pocket, and carved some mysterious symbols on it with a stone knife.

"Leader, elders, please follow me." After finishing speaking, the priest got up and walked out of the tent.

The priest asked people to light a bonfire, threw the turtle shell into the fire, and then danced a mysterious dance around the fire, chanting a rather mysterious syllable continuously.

With a crisp sound from the fire, the priest stopped dancing and took out the turtle shell with a wooden stick, and the turtle shell was already covered with cracks like spider webs.

"How about it, what is the god's will?" Huya asked nervously.

The priest frowned, looked at the tortoise shell in his hand with a gloomy face, sighed heavily, and said to Huya: "There are so many cracks in this tortoise shell, this is a very ominous omen, Huya leader, it seems that the gods don't recommend us Enmity with the Salt Tribe."

With the priest's words, Hana became more convinced of her own judgment, and quickly said to Huya: "Boss, since the gods think that we should not fight against the Yanbu, then we should obey the gods' will!"

And the strong man Ulun also fell silent at this moment. Although he was still very greedy for those things in Youyanbu, he still didn't dare to disobey the will of the gods. He stood there silent and didn't know what he was thinking.

Huya sighed, and said: "In this case, we will try our best to maintain the relationship with the Yan tribe, but in order to prevent accidents, we still have to annex the Hua tribe as soon as possible. In order to guard against the Yanbu, after annexing the Hua tribe , we must form an alliance with the other three ministries, even if the Ministry of Salt wants to attack us, it will not be so easy."

"I agree with the leader's decision." Hana said respectfully.

"I agree too." Bai Yun echoed.

Seeing that several people with the most rights agreed to this method, the rest of the people also agreed.

Wang Lang didn't know that he escaped a war so easily, if he knew it was just because of a broken turtle shell, he didn't know what expression he should make.

At this moment, Wang Lang is enjoying the freshly brewed fruit wine together with Lin Huo and others. The fruits buried in the soil for fermentation finally have a little taste of wine after a long period of fermentation. The Department of Salt finally had the first fruit wine, because it was brewed from Chiyan fruit, Wang Lang named this wine Chiyan wine.

This kind of sweet fruit wine conquered Linhuo and others as soon as it came out, and Wang Lang was full of praise for this rare drink. Although the taste of the wine is very light, it is probably similar to beer, but the unique taste, It also tastes different.

As the cloth gradually increased, now the four leaders of Lin Huo each spent fifty coppers to buy some cloth and made clothes that were exactly the same as those worn by Wang Lang. Farmers generally taste the fine wine in a decent manner.

Although the alcohol content of this red flame wine is not high, if you drink too much, you will get drunk.

Wang Lang's drinking capacity is relatively good among these people, and he can still maintain a clear mind at the moment, while Lin Huo and the others have already drunk so much that they are a little giddy, and Kong has been drinking so much that he can't even speak clearly.

"Boss, this wine is really a good thing. I feel like I'm going to fly now." Kong Yi stood up unsteadily, and said to Wang Lang with a flushed face.

"You can't drink too much of this thing. If you are happy today, you can drink more. From now on, anyone who wants to drink can only buy it with money." Wang Lang laughed.

"belch!"

Bark hiccupped, looked at Wang Lang with blurred eyes and said, "Boss...Boss, why are you two people?"

Seeing that the bark couldn't sit still, Wang Lang shook his head, and said to himself, "These people's capacity for alcohol is really bad, and they can get drunk with something like this drink."

The bark shook a few times, fell to the ground and fell asleep, looking at the bark lying on the ground drooling, several people burst into laughter.

(End of this chapter)