Chapter 305: Differentiation

Seeing that the people of the Flying Feather Tribe with feathers on their heads all gathered around Piaofu, Fengyun nodded secretly.

It makes sense that Drift was able to occupy a relatively high position in this coalition of various tribes.

By the time all the people of the Flying Feather tribe gathered around him, the total number had reached more than two hundred, which was almost the largest tribe in this coalition army.

Of course, the fact that the number of people in the Flying Feather Tribe is so large is also related to one of their practices not long ago.

In order to kill the Crow King's son, Fengyun plunged headlong into the coalition army.

In order to stop him, these people attacked him one after another, but I don't know if it was because the Crow King's son had a bad attitude towards Piaofu, or because of some other reason, the Flying Feather Tribe was the smallest of all the tribes who attacked him.

In order to get close to the Crow King's son and kill him as soon as possible, Fengyun will not show mercy to those who intercept him.

His strength is much higher than them, and the interceptor damage is still relatively serious.

Many of these people were killed by him, especially those who stood in his way, and almost all of them were killed by him.

Therefore, the practice of floating flotsam has greatly reduced the loss of the Flying Feather tribe.

In the subsequent attack on Fengyun, the people of the Fluttering and Flying Feather tribes were not very active, and hardly confronted him head-to-head except for shooting arrows from a distance.

In fact, this is also an extremely important reason why Fengyun chose the fluttering as the object of wooing.

Casualties in battle are inevitable, so people can accept it, but if they are still enemies one moment and want to cooperate with them the next, many people can't accept it.

Although there were also people from the Flying Feather tribe who died at the hands of Fengyun, there were very few, and compared to the losses of other tribes in the coalition, they were not worth mentioning at all.

Not many people died at his side, and because he had been attrition in battle, neither the Drifting Feather nor the rest of the Flying Feather tribe hated him deeply, and it would not pose an obvious obstacle to their cooperation.

Facts have also proved his choice to be correct.

If he had changed his goal instead of choosing to drift, even if his rhetoric had moved him, it would still be more difficult for him to agree to support him so happily.

In Fengyun's view, the most difficult thing is the beginning.

If no one comes forward, things can get to an impasse, and he doesn't know how much effort he has to make to achieve the desired results.

Now that someone is the first to jump out to support him, the situation is different, and other tribes should soon stand up.

Soon, his judgment was verified.

"I agree to join. ”

As soon as the people of the Flying Feather Tribe stood beside Piaofu, another voice sounded in the crowd.

Fengyun immediately followed the prestige and found that it was a thin middle-aged man with the head of a black panther tattooed on his forehead.

He walked straight in front of Fengyun, nodded to him, didn't speak, and then stood still on the left side of the Flying Feather Tribe.

He was also surrounded by those who had come out of the crowd with him, also with the tattoo of a panther on their foreheads.

Their number is much smaller than that of the Flying Feather Tribe, only about thirty people.

However, Fengyun did not despise them because they were few, on the contrary, he was very happy that they could stand up and join his side.

In the course of the recent fight, these people with black panther tattoos on their foreheads left a very deep impression on him, they were fast, strange in their movements, elusive, and they were all good at assassination.

If it wasn't him who was attacked, but a relatively ordinary high-level totem warrior, I am afraid that he would be killed by them before he had time to fight the warriors of other tribes in the coalition.

"I agree to join. ”

"I also agreed to join. ”

......

The Flying Feather Tribe and the group of people with black panther tattoos on their foreheads played a good lead, and soon someone came out of the crowd and came to Fengyun's side.

In less than ten minutes, there were six more tribes on Fengyun's side, and their numbers accounted for more than half of the total number of the coalition army.

"Yun boy, you really have two hands. ”

When he saw that the total number of people gathered around Fengyun was already seven or eight hundred, he couldn't help but show an expression of approval.

The result was very different from what he had expected.

Originally, he simply wanted to launch a sneak attack on the enemy, killing as many as he could, to minimize the number of coalition forces that could reach the Purple Bamboo Forest this time, and to relieve the pressure on the Baicao tribe and his group of reinforcements who rushed to support.

But no matter how many people he kills, it is impossible to increase his own strength, but Fengyun's approach is much more clever.

He not only achieved the goal of weakening the enemy's strength, but also greatly strengthened his own strength.

Even if no tribe came forward to support Fengyun, he had added seven or eight hundred men to his side, which had reached about three times the total number of warriors who had arrived from the Flame Serpent Tribe.

"Is there anyone else who wants to join in the campaign against the Raven Tyrants? If we don't be able to completely defeat him this time, once we give him a chance to breathe and let him relax, it will definitely get worse, and everyone's life will be even more difficult at that time. ”

Fengyun couldn't help but feel a little unwilling when he saw that the sixth tribe had stood up not far from him, and it had been a long time, and there was still no new tribe standing up to support him.

Although there are not a few people who are willing to help him, the Crow King is the Crow King after all, and he has been able to run rampant in Razor for decades, so he naturally has his path.

He wasn't sure he had any cards, but he knew one thing very well, and that was that the more people involved in attacking him, the better, and it was best to break his bones and tendons in one go.

Fengyun's efforts were not answered, and when his gaze passed, the rest of the people all lowered their heads, unwilling to respond.

"Looks. I'm afraid I'll only be able to win over so many people this time. ”

The performance of the rest of the people made him realize that it should be unrealistic for him to win them over, and he was inevitably a little disappointed.

The total number of remaining people was still about five or six hundred, and if they were all able to enter his side, it would be a force to be reckoned with.

"Why don't you want to join? Haven't you had enough of the crow's tyrant? Now is a great opportunity to win for us, and for our descendants, to live in an environment free from oppression and bullying. I really don't understand why you chose to give up, has the Raven Tyrant broken your backbone?"

Seeing that Fengyun's persuasion did not work, the rest of the people also adopted an evasive attitude towards him, and Piao Fu couldn't stand it anymore and stood up.

"I felt like it was a really good opportunity and it was a shame to give it up. ”

The middle-aged man who felt the black panther with the head tattoo also stood up.

"yes. You can't give it up. All we have to do is ......."

......

The leaders of the remaining four tribes who had already sided with the storm also stepped forward, trying to convince the remaining those who chose to avoid it, and it was clear that they could change their minds.

"Let's hope for a good outcome. ”

Although the tribal leaders who stood on his side all stood up one by one, trying to persuade the rest, Fengyun did not have much hope for this.

He has good eyesight, which allows him to observe many details that ordinary people wouldn't notice.

In the process of persuasion just now, he had carefully observed the performance of the remaining enemies.

He found that they were very resolute, and it was clear that they would not make such a decision in a hurry, but as a result of thought.

It is very difficult to get them to change such a decision.

The results also confirmed Fengyun's inference.

Although the leaders of the six tribes took turns to persuade them, the remaining people either pretended to be deaf and dumb, or they looked at him left and right, and they had no intention of changing their position at all.

"Alright. Don't persuade you anymore. The so-called people have their own aspirations, so let's not be too demanding. ”

After waiting for a while, and finding that things were still not progressing, Fengyun spoke out to stop the persuasion of his six tribal leaders.

"You guys. I don't even know what to say about you. Sooner or later, people are going to die. I think it's definitely worth it to be able to take the risk for a better life for myself and my future generations. ”

Drift followed Fengyun's advice and retreated, but he still looked disappointed, as did the other five tribal leaders.

"You can go. ”

Fengyun waved his hand to the rest and told them to leave.

Since they didn't join their side, it would be very dangerous to keep them around, and who knows if they would suddenly attack them in order to win the favor of the Raven King.

The rest of the people didn't say anything, and after listening to Fengyun's words, they turned around silently and left.

"Wait. ”

They had just walked out less than fifty feet away when Fengyun suddenly thought of something and shouted at their backs.

The footsteps of those people couldn't help but pause when his voice sounded, and then most of them stopped.

However, there are also a small number of people who not only do not stop, but accelerate to flee.

"Stop, or Hugh will blame me for being unkind. ”

Fengyun looked at the backs of those who were quickly moving away, and his eyes suddenly became cold.

It seemed that the coldness of Fengyun's shouts had a calming effect, and a considerable part of those who had accelerated to escape stopped.

But there were still people who kept warning and kept running forward.

Fengyun stopped talking nonsense, raised his hand and took the bow from his shoulder, drew the arrow from the quiver, put it on the bow, and with the strength of his arms, the whole bow became a full moon.

At this time, most of the people on the scene turned their eyes to him, and in the end, most of them stopped at the bow in his hand.

Buzzing......

Fengyun did not hesitate at all, and shot all the arrows drawn from the quiver at a very fast speed. (To be continued.) )