"Yo... Ethan, are you busy dealing with things?" Tar walked into Ethan's tent, where there were several people who were red in argument besides the chief.

"Yes, Tar, I'm laughing!" After getting more familiar, Ethan no longer kept talking about the weird "my brother".

Although the chief can enjoy a treatment that is more respectful than ordinary warriors, this treatment also comes at a price-

It is to deal with big and small problems in the tribe.

"You guys deal with it first, I... will come over and take a look." Taal found a place to sit down, but obviously those people had no interest in continuing to argue.

"I...I'll just forget about this." A big man who was arrogant when Tal entered the house just now spread his hands, "This...is not very good."

"Yes...yes," the other person nodded repeatedly to agree with his opinion.

"You're right!" Obviously, the atmosphere was no longer allowed to continue to argue.

"Well, Chief, we... are leaving, ah, ah haha..." A man who stood the farthest from Ethan turned around and left first, and before leaving, he did not forget to bow to Taal;

The same goes for others when they left, and they were respectful to Tarr.

This scene made Taal feel a little amused. Has his reputation reached such a high level?

But it’s no wonder. After all, the food was carried back by himself, and everyone has eaten it very delicious these days...

"What's wrong with them?" Taal asked after everyone left, "It was quite joyous just now..."

"It's not up to you here~ The big hero is here, who would have the nerve to make up for a little bit of trouble?" Ethan lay comfortably on the back of the chair, "I just whispered a few words while hunting."

"Whatever you need to deal with on a daily basis is like this?" Taal asked.

"Of course, for example, if the prey is not divided well, you will see that the brothers in the same team are disliked and fight, or you will be dissatisfied with the team..." Ethan shook his head there and said, "Of course, you have to consider when to vote for the Manzi Village."

When he saw the last item, Tar seemed to remember his father... Has he also robbed the village?

There is no way to know now.

Taal only knew that this spiral of hatred must be completely cut off as soon as possible.

There is no doubt that it is absolutely inappropriate for Taal to do these tasks - his limited energy should be devoted to strategic and tactical planning.

Even if Ethan was unfortunately killed in the previous ambush, Tal would never be able to take over the job of the chief. He had already searched for several personnel in advance, and then he would just go through one more process.

However, Ethan is obviously the best candidate - after all, the two have a friendship.

"Do you have time to come here to hang out today? Haha, do you want to have a few drinks?" Ethan smiled and got up, preparing to get the wine;

"No... I'm here today to inquire about the surrounding tribes." Tar waved his hand - he really didn't like that smell.

"The surrounding tribe?" Ethan frowned slightly and sat down: "Tar, there are no other tribes nearby."

This was not beyond Taal's expectations - after all, the small tribe probably could not survive in an environment near the West, and further east - the ridge of the mountain range that separates the Middle and West was too steep to cross.

"There is another large tribe far north... Mammoth is also the largest tribe in this mountain range." Ethan's face was not very good. "The scale there is much larger than this. I heard that there is still a large area of ​​cultivated land...tsk tsk."

"Your relationship doesn't seem to be very good." Tar had heard of some things about the Mammoth Tribe before, and he is also quite famous among the Corey tribe: "What kind of friction has happened before?"

"Ha, the patriarch there is trying every means to expand the scale of his tribe! The mammoth tribe can expand to this level, which is inseparable from their dirty means..." The more Ethan said, the more dissatisfied the expression on his face.

The mammoth tribe is to do everything possible to strengthen itself; whenever a small tribe appears next to it, they will try their best to win over it;

A better way is to give jerky and weapons, so that they can take the initiative to join in;

A little worse... it was to send a large number of people to the vicinity of their tribe, hunt the beasts there, and let them have nothing to eat, and have to join the Mammoth Tribe;

The most vicious way is to directly kill the chiefs and the main characters in the tribe, so that they have no organizers there and are forced to join the Mammoth Tribe.

"So when you first came, the soldiers on the post treated you like that." Ethan sighed, "I have to be careful."

"He dares to attack so many people in the Cangshi Tribe?" Tar asked, "And don't your existence share the pressure of the barbarians for them?"

"They have the pressure of a ball... the barbarians can't hit it at all." Ethan shook his head, "Want to take down a large tribe with more than 10,000 people? It's better to go to the zenith defense line to get a hole. The purpose of the other person is to invade the Western Frontier..."

Uh... Another person who doesn't know the height of the sky and the earth is. Or, the Western Realm is actually not as terrible as the Central Realm?

"They are close to success. At least there is no village for barbarians at the foot of the tribe... But there is a giant shield fortress, which barbarians call it so much; that fortress..." Ethan told the part he heard.

"Are there seven castles? That's really not easy to deal with." Tar had seen the Black Wooden Castle.

"The chiefs there are very arrogant people. They only pretend to behave when they are acquiring small tribes and hardly interact with other large tribes. Of course, the supplies sent from the Zenith Defense Line are still available." Ethan's tone was disdainful, "If you want him to take the initiative to contact people from other tribes? Unless..."

"Chief! There's something wrong!" A shaman walked over quickly, holding a bit of a bit of mottled monster bone in his hand: "This... this is the emergency information sent by the Mammoth Tribe Chief Elephin to various tribes...!"

Ethan was stunned. Is this guy really sending a message?

The shaman placed the bones on the table in front of Ethan.

"This...what does this mean?" Taal noticed the embarrassment in the atmosphere.

"...It means that the situation is so urgent that it will not be possible to ask for help." Ethan waved to Tar, "Come on, come and have a look!"

Tar came over; he saw dense words engraved on the not-small animal bone;

After the two frowned and looked at each other for a long time, Ethan raised his head and looked at the shaman—the eyes were filled with anger;

"Hurry up and read it to the labor and capital, we are illiterate!"
Chapter completed!