"Hey, since that incident happened, bad things about the eldest son of the former chief were spreading throughout the Green Sea Plain. Things happened several years ago were all out!" Clarel opened up, "What are you sending someone to accompany the chief to eat, drink and have fun all day long, hoping that his body will collapse as soon as possible so as to succeed the throne in advance, what are you framed and framed by your younger brothers, and what are you collecting more tributes to enjoy yourself..."

Haven't you ever suspected that these were tricks made by the current chief? Tar was complaining in his heart.

Every once in a while, the various branches on the Green Sea Plain will send young women to the tribe to express their condolences - the women in the tribe always like to gather together to communicate the news obtained from various channels, and then to the pass, it becomes one of the few words of men usually;

After the eldest son died unexpectedly, the chieftain died not long after, and the second son Ruge became the current chieftain. When the women came to the pass again, what came was the chieftain Ruge, such as being gifted and loving the people as their sons...

The method of internal fighting is too obvious...Tar felt something was wrong with Ruger;

At least, compared with the chiefs of several other tribes, he was very uncomfortable.

He seemed to be too obsessed with power.

Taal remembered what Amy said to herself before: Not everyone welcomes her arrival.

"It's strange." Clarel scratched his head, "a few days ago, the news that you might have arrived here was told to the chief; logically, he should have sent a very grand team to welcome you;"

That's right. Tarr's expression was a little solemn - he had announced to everyone before, "Under the guidance of the Black Dragon, we will go to the Green Sea Plain to resolve the disaster", and even the people here know it, so it is impossible for Ruger to be unaware of it;

The Green Sea Plain will never come further than from the Mammoth Tribe.

Ruger is likely to be expressing a meaning:

I don't really welcome you.

If you don't welcome me, I have to come because you are a lot of people. Taal sighed. The information he should be asked about was almost done and he should leave.

"Thank you for your hospitality." Taal got up and walked out the door, "Then, we'll continue our journey."

"Ah...then, then okay! I'll give you a ride!" Even though Ruger didn't welcome Tar, Clarel's respect for the latter was still solid.

Clarel sent three or four miles before stopping under Tar's dissuasion; even so, he still watched the army heading towards the Green Sea Plain.

I felt the danger. Taal thought, when he met Ruger later, he seemed to have to pay attention.

"You can't give him any chance to hurt you." Amy nodded, "For example, meet alone in his tribe or even in the camp..."

In that case, only a little "misunderstanding" is needed, Tar will lose his freedom, and Ruger will get three thousand warriors.

Keep moving forward.

...

After several days of traveling, Taal and his followers finally arrived at the Green Sea Plain.

After leaving the mountains, the whole person's vision became quite spacious;

Except for the time when he was robbing in the Central Realm, seeing the neat horizon is quite rare for the soldiers;

What's more, this place is much richer and lusher than the mountains, and safer than the middle ground.

Relatively safe.

Taal has told the soldiers in the past few days that we should stay alert here;

Even though people on the Green Sea Plain are unlikely to attack their fellow tribesmen, Ruger's attitude really made Taal unable to let go.

His arrival was a threat to him.

If he catches him, he may not be able to leave the Green Sea Plain as he pleases.

Therefore, Tar explained that it was strictly forbidden to steal and rob cultivated land and livestock without any punishment. In terms of his prestige, the soldiers could obey without punishment.

After leaving the mountains, Taal saw an extremely long line of defense; the lines of defense were made of wooden fences, observation posts and huge movable crossbows... These things should not be used for themselves, right?

Taal asked the garrison soldiers and the reply he received was "preventing the overly terrifying monsters from invading the Green Sea Plain."

At the same time, Tal also knew where the nearest tribe was.

...

The "tribes" on the Green Sea Plain are very different from those of serious tribes. In contrast, they are closer to the barbarian villages - they are quite huge; in terms of the number of houses, there should be thousands of people living here.

There are no fences on the periphery of these villages, and they can enter the village from any direction; of course, there are still roads;

Moreover, people did not live in tents. They built houses with mudwood, which looked more solid than those in the Mammoth Tribe;

There is also a "castle" here - a relatively tall house.

On the outside of the village are large tracts of arable land. Like the Manzi, people here use oxen to assist in their labor, which is much more advanced than the purely human labor of the Mammoth Tribe.

After Tar and his soldiers arrived near the village, he temporarily stopped outside the arable land and in the forest next to the road.

The rush of three thousand warriors entering here would definitely bring about a considerable chaos; Tar felt that it was necessary to talk to the chief here first.

"Hey, come here." Tar picked a man from the warriors who were following him who looked not so vicious. "You go and ask the people who are farming there where the chief is; and then tell the chief here that I want to meet him!"

"Okay!" The soldier rushed out with great excitement - it was an honor to be directly ordered by Chief Tar!

Taal glanced at Amy, and the smile on his face was a little bitter: You can't let Amy do everything, right? That's too tiring.

Amy obviously didn't feel tired; she slapped her lips, obviously hoping that Taal would rely on her more.

Taal could feel Amy's feelings. After lowering her head and calming her mood a little, Taal's gaze moved to the cultivated land again-

He looked carefully and found a problem: there seemed to be no men in the farmland here.

In addition to plowing ox, there are strong women and stronger women; even the Corey people who are more masculine in aesthetics, such a figure is too... tougher.

No wonder he didn't see any problems at first glance. Tar swallowed;

The soldier sent out just now seemed to have realized the problem and his pace began to become relatively slow - but he still had to go.

Oh my God, I'm sorry for you. Tar apologized to the warrior silently in his heart.

Sure enough, after the warrior asked a woman who was ploughing the fields, he received a very warm response:

The woman, half a head taller than the warrior, held the warrior's shoulder excitedly, as if she was looking at some rare animal...
Chapter completed!