There is a saying that plans can't keep up with changes, and people are not as good as heaven.

Don't think that He Zilong has always really believed in the intelligence returns of the so-called informants. After all, the place where he lives is not too far from the Tree of Heaven, so from time to time, when he rests at night, he will also arrange for the little male ghost in his body to float over.

Move into the space inside the tree and eavesdrop on the conversations and what you're doing with the people you care about.

This is one of his real sources of intelligence, and it is the most credible.

Tonight he tried the same as before, and asked the little male ghost to eavesdrop on the information. Unexpectedly, new discoveries were made, and these discoveries were also important to him. It turned out that those who supported the second prince felt that it was not a way to go on like this.

And, it seems, the ambition is even greater. Jingran secretly colluded with the tribes outside, and was ready to give Lan's tribe a pot and a Nestle X Zhan. simply reversed it, and made an appointment with the people of the tribes outside, and after the matter was completed, the territory here was redivided, of course, with them.

He Zilong estimated that those outside tribes had no reason to disagree, as long as they were not fools, they would agree.

Moreover, the preparation for the incident is tomorrow night, and even the secret signal is activated and progressed, He Zilong overhears it. Suppressing the surprise in his heart, He Zilong waited until the people of the secret meeting dispersed, took back the little male ghost, and his mood could not be calm for a long time.

"Do you want to inform the eldest prince in advance......?" Sitting in the moonlight, He Zilong asked himself.

After thinking about it for a while, I finally decided not to say anything.

However, just because you don't say anything doesn't mean you don't do nothing.

"Take someone with me, go to the trading markets of the tribes and the Babel Tree, and exchange things, and I will exchange whatever I want......," He Zilong said to his native men.

Then, in the surprised expressions of the others, He Zilong took his hands and went from there, almost at a price higher than the market price one after another, and finally about 30% of the average price, in exchange for a large number of weapons, as well as some defensive wooden shields, and some arrowheads.

Even some arrowheads are still stained with a small amount of similar metal minerals on them, and the price of such arrowheads with metals is higher, almost twice as high, and a pound of salt can only be exchanged for a few sticks.

But the lethal power is also amazing, and the penetrating power is not poisonous, (in fact, poison is also a precious material, not something that can be obtained if you want to.)

"Patriarch, it seems that we are at a loss to change it like this, so we can't change it less, and wait for the price to drop and then change ......?" asked He Zilong if an indigenous subordinate didn't understand.

"It's too late, I have a bad feeling, I'm afraid that the war will soon be our turn, we haven't experienced many battles, and the war experience is not as good as that of other tribes, so we can only strengthen our combat effectiveness from the equipment......," He Zilong replied.

He Zilongxian's power is like Matsu in a matriarchal society, and the prestige and achievements that have been established over the past few years are also eye-catching. The fighters didn't really want to listen to an explanation, but just to say it in passing.

As long as He Zilong makes up his mind, it can be said that in a situation similar to Yiyantang, there are not many opposing voices that can really affect him.

This, of course, is not democratic, but what is democracy and can it be eaten?

What's more, no matter whether human society was before, now, or in the future, even if it is another N hundred years, a thousand years, or ten thousand years, there will be no real democracy, and that is just a false proposition. An excuse, a reason, and whoever really believes it is really a fool.

He Zilong, who returned to the camp, quickly asked people to put down their weapons, shields, and arrows. And select a team of people, whether it is a man or a woman, and temporarily set a suitable position.

All the men are the main force of the war, and they are reminded that there may be war soon. Always be ready!

This statement made everyone's nerves tense, and their mentality began to really change.

"We may soon have to get out of this place and move outside, this must not be our own volition, or we will receive orders, as long as we want to avoid the dangers of the red rainy season, we can only participate in the war......" He Zilong's reason was normal, and no one doubted too much.

It's just that he alone knows that they are not preparing to go out. Instead, it could be after sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, or after destroying a small number of foreign enemies who might be a little troublesome for them, and then they will attack this place again.

"In order to drill momentum and preparation, we will drill today and withdraw all the camps. Set off into the forest. Over there in the salt mine cave, and then come back tomorrow......" He Zilong's order was quite reasonable, and everyone didn't think much about it, including Lan.

But only He Zilong himself knew that if he was still here tonight, it would be difficult for him not to participate in the battle at all.

However, now that you know the enemy's traitor's offensive route, you can really sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight if you retreat to the salt cave first. If you come back after that, you will reap the benefits of the fisherman!

Whether it was the defeat of Lan's father's side at this time, or the defeat of other forces, or the most suitable for He Zilong's intentions, they were both hurt by defeat. Anyway, from the beginning, they were invincible!

Of the 500-strong camp, more than 400 people walked out, and dozens of people were older women and injured people who were injured in accidents while working. Originally, He Zilong wanted to carry them away, but after hearing that they would return tomorrow or even that day, they begged He Zilong to hope that they would stay.

And He Zilong can't tell his true plan, only they want to stay, and only if someone really stays, his approach will not arouse the special suspicion of some external forces.

"I hope you have good luck, I can't blame it......" He Zilong, who led the team to set off, looked at the dozens of disabled old women left behind in the camp from a distance, and could only comfort himself in his heart.

During the march, He Zilong could feel that there were some figures peeking at them in the forest, but after all, there were more than 400 people, well-armed and equipped, and they were not ordinary small forces willing to carry them head-on.

Those people saw He Zilong and his party, and they really went to the salt cave as advertised. When the news came back, some people were worried, but more people laughed secretly, thinking that He Zilong had taken a fancy to the salt cave, but he was like a snake swallowing an elephant and holding it there in private.

It is said that it is a weapons parade and military training, but in fact, it wants to occupy it and not move. How is this possible, as long as things ease up and the overall situation has been decided, it will naturally be in the hands of the big forces.

Like the power of more than 400 people, there are still many women, but I am afraid that they will be empty and happy, empty work.

But there are also those who have bad intentions, and they are more stable after knowing about it. It is more reassuring to think that their plan for civil strife is carried out, because He Zilong is also the eldest prince's person, although he is not the main force, he walks away at such a time, and it may actually be an excuse to train the army, but he will not come back temporarily, which is equivalent to the power of the eldest prince's side losing his own arm.

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