Chapter 1555: 1541. Battle of the Highlands 11
Chapter 1555 Chapter 1541. Battle of the Highlands 11
After the Marquis of Heller left the chamber, the patriarchs of the various tribes spoke one after another and asked the chief Logan what the lord of the Green Empire was doing here.
The tribal patriarchs couldn’t understand the imperial language, so they thought that people like Marquis Heller were here to deliver supplies. They also thought about exchanging some useless monster materials for some linen and living supplies.
Hearing that Chief Logan said that these people came to ask for help, some tribe chiefs immediately stood up and expressed their views:
"Our vanguard has already set off, so it's not impossible to take a detour to support them."
Chief Logan then expressed his doubts, feeling that there seemed to be a deep gap between the Marquis of Heller and Lord Suldak, otherwise it was impossible for him not to know Lord Suldak and Aegrod The matter of tribal alliances.
However, the various patriarchs feel that it is not important whether the Marquis of Heller knows about this matter. This matter mainly depends on the choice of the Aegrod tribe... to help or not to help!
"I think it doesn't matter if you make an extra imperial army." The patriarch said something loudly.
Many patriarchs said that Marquis Heller and Earl Suldak are both noble lords of the Grimm Empire, and it doesn’t matter if there are some gaps. Everyone is fighting against evil spirits together, and any conflicts should be resolved after the war.
Clan Chief Logan sat on the main seat in the chamber and shook his head silently, indicating that the matter is not that simple.
"Before sending troops to Moyunling, the Great Elder had already negotiated with Lord Suldak. After we drive the evil spirits out of Moyunling, this Moyunling highland will be our Aigrod tribal habitat."
"Lord Suldak only owns this land in name, and has the right to exploit and manage the land. In the future, Lord Suldak's army may use the Moyunling Highlands as a springboard to cross the northern mountains and reach Go further north in the wild lands to open up new territories."
"We have already discussed these things, but now Lord Valentine Heller says that the western tundra belongs to them, which means that at least a quarter of the territory will no longer belong to us."
Chief Logan touched his forehead, he had a headache.
A tribal leader sitting below said loudly: "Logan, the Moyunling highland is so vast, even if we occupy half of it, it is enough for our tribe to settle here."
The other patriarchs echoed, "That's it..."
What they care more about is the batch of materials that Marquis Heller promised to give but didn't have time to explain the details.
The patriarchs of the various tribes heard someone express their opinions and found that everyone seemed to want to go together, and the patriarchs who expressed their opinions immediately increased:
"Actually, the woodland in the northern mountains is more suitable for survival. Our tribe is already used to life in the woodland and mountains. There is no need to move back to the Moyunling Highland with you."
Clan Chief Logan sighed, and said worriedly: "Actually, I was worried that helping Marquis Heller in this way would anger Lord Suldak..."
Before the words of Chief Logan were finished, the following patriarchs shouted one after another, and the atmosphere became more enthusiastic:
"We don't know what conflicts exist between them, and what we choose to do is not up to us to decide!"
"That is, even if it makes him unhappy, it seems that there is no loss to us, and we are not afraid of him!"
"Why do we have to choose, isn't it better to have both sides?"
The patriarchs of each tribe are selected and cultivated from among the strongest warriors of the tribe. They are extremely brave, and it is no problem to lead the tribe warriors to fight.
"That's it... In fact, we can accept the benefits of both parties at the same time, and we will help whoever gives more..."
A patriarch said so.
The atmosphere in the meeting hall became more heated, and the patriarchs found that they seemed to have found a way to get rich.
Some people say even more outrageous...
There was a rush of footsteps outside the conference hall. Before anyone came in, a clear and pleasant voice like a silver bell had already entered the hall.
"I disagree!"
Delia walked quickly into the meeting hall wearing the magic-weave structure and objected.
The tribal chiefs looked at Delia in surprise. Many patriarchs looked at Delia with fear. The strong aura in her body was getting stronger and stronger. Obviously, she might take over the position of Chief Logan in the future. Become the chief patriarch of the Aegrodi tribe.
"Delia, you are still the chief guard of the temple, and you don't have the right to issue orders to the tribes!" A patriarch said with some dissatisfaction.
His voice wasn't loud, but Delia could hear him clearly.
Delia walked directly in front of the patriarch, and suddenly there was a bright spear in her hand, and the sharp tip of the spear almost touched the patriarch's Adam's apple.
The patriarch was so frightened that he swallowed a mouthful of the smear, and immediately a very thin scratch appeared on his Adam's apple, straight down, and a stream of blood dripped out.
"Do you think I dare not kill you?"
Delia's eyes were like knives, and she was so frightened that she fell to the ground all of a sudden, very embarrassed.
The patriarchs around were also taken aback. They rarely saw Delia get angry. The last time a tribal warrior in the Necro tribe secretly killed his companions and took a white rock rhinoceros horn for himself. A spear was nailed to a large tree in the central clearing of the tribe.
Just when the patriarchs were at a loss, an old and steady voice suddenly sounded from the ear room on the left side of the meeting hall:
"Delia, step back."
Everyone looked towards the side room of the meeting hall, and saw Elder Ambrose walking out with a staff.
He staggered, as if he might lose his breath at any moment, fall there, and die.
As soon as Elder Ambroby appeared, the meeting hall fell silent instantly, and all the patriarchs stood up one after another, and no one dared to speak in private anymore.
Clan Chief Logan hurriedly stepped down from the throne, and supported Elder Ambrose to sit on the chair.
Elder Ambroby slowly looked around and motioned for everyone to get closer.
Then he said in a hoarse voice:
"Presumably everyone has seen the scene of the cavalry regiment of the West Route Army fighting the evil ghost army on the battlefield. It can be said that they are invincible against the evil ghost army on the Moyunling Highlands. There is no evil ghost army that they are invincible , at least that's what I've seen."
"But the Marquis of Heller was in trouble in the northern tundra, but he didn't ask Lord Suldak for help, but found us nearby."
"Let's talk about the current situation on the battlefield. Lord Suldak's army has begun to slowly approach Horsens Mountain. How can it be impossible to help them out at this time?"
"Logan's judgment is not wrong at all. There are conflicts between them, and I can assert that the problem should lie in the territory."
"So we can't rush this matter. We have to look at Lord Suldak's attitude. After all, he is our most trustworthy ally."
Elder Ambroby sat on a chair and said.
"Logan, you can appease the Marquis of Heller first. At this time, time should tell us the correct answer!"
"Yes, Great Elder." Chief Logan agreed.
The Great Elder Ambrobi decided this matter himself, and the patriarchs of the Aegrod tribe naturally had nothing to say.
The atmosphere in the conference hall was still a bit dull. At this time, a guard suddenly walked in and reported to Chief Logan: "Patriarch Logan, the lord did not say anything, and asked the guard on duty to help him. The city gate was opened, and a group of them rode away overnight."
The tribal chiefs who were still considering whether to contact this noble lord in private, and then exchange some supplies, were all dumbfounded for a while...
(end of this chapter)