After a lapse of several months, Song Yong sat down with the leaders of hundreds of tribes in the southwest region of Lei Yeze again.

Because I didn't want to have a voice during the meeting, I made a noise about the lesbian Jiang Ying, a tough witch who needed to recuperate.

Therefore, the venue of this meeting was placed in a fairly flat open space about fifty meters away from the stone hall.

As long as everyone raised their heads, they could see that above their heads, there was no longer the familiar scene of the shade of trees covering the sky.

and the small number of young green shoots that represent new life and are found on the huge, charred trunks of the trees.

In a hurry, this meeting of the highest meeting of the southwest tribes was quite shabby in grade.

Not to mention putting on a decent banquet for everyone to eat and drink and have a conversation at the same time, in fact, there is not even a small bench for each person, such the most basic treatment.

Everyone could only sit on the spot after the heavy rain, and the smell of the soil was still moist.

'Hey~'

Song Yong, who was sitting at the top, glanced at the hundreds of tribal leaders sitting in front of him, and let out a long sigh full of complicated emotions in a low voice.

The main reason is that among these hundreds of faces, at least half of the personnel are brand new faces that he is unfamiliar with.

It was obviously the first time for these people to join such a high-level meeting that could decide the fate of the entire southwest region, so compared to another group of familiar faces to Song Yong, their expressions were too nervous and reserved.

For such a result, Song Yong knows the specific reason:

In the great battle a few days ago, the leaders of too many tribes had been killed, and now these strange faces were the new leaders of their tribes.

It can be seen that the last victory was a complete disastrous victory.

But Song Yong also knew that this was not a reason for them to be afraid of greater sacrifices, and to allow those wild people to continue to recover and multiply.

And hiding in the traditional territories of the southwest region, the reason for not doing anything.

In order to solve the Dark Temple and the Savage Tribe, these two tarsal maggots, even if more people die because of this, some things must be done.

With a strong determination in his heart, Song Yong stood up directly in front of hundreds of tribal leaders.

It was also at the moment when Song Yong stood up that the venue, which was still a little chaotic, immediately quieted down.

Everyone stared nervously at this gray rabbit Brother Yong, this one in the southwest region, the only witch who has the ability to move.

Waiting for Brother Yong to make a decision on the fate of all the tribes in the southwest region.

It's not like I've been beaten with chicken blood, shouting hard at the top of my throat.

After Song Yong spoke to everyone, his voice seemed so calm, but the content in it made everyone's minds boil:

"Chiefs, first of all, allow me to apologize to everyone, no matter what reason I was late, but it was because of my absence that the coalition forces suffered such a big loss, I'm sorry. ”

After finishing speaking, Song Yong bowed solemnly to the hundreds of people in front of him.

When Song Yong bowed down and saluted, it was when the general was done, and the hundreds of people present also stood up and saluted Song Yong with the same etiquette.

Even when they returned the salute, they didn't say anything.

But with such a practical action, it shows that they have never blamed this noble gray rabbit for this incident.

So, such an action means that they do not accept an apology, because it is not needed at all.

"Thank you~"

After saying this in his mouth, Song Yong didn't dwell on this anymore, and no matter how much he apologized, it would be useless.

Instead, he continued to speak and made some more reliable decisions:

"I know that all the tribes suffered heavy losses in the last battle, but the losses of the Savage Tribe and the Dark Temple are even greater, and I think now is the best opportunity, a chance to completely destroy the old enemy of the Savage Tribe, and the Dark Temple. ”

"Because if they wait for a while to recover, it won't take too long, maybe in two or three months, the witches of the dark temple will recover. ”

"Frankly speaking, I can't deal with them alone, and if I want to exterminate them, I will have to pay a greater price. ”

"So I decided that everyone should return to their respective tribes at once, mobilize all the people at their disposal, and form a new coalition to start the campaign, no matter what the cost, to defeat the Savage tribe and the Dark Temple. ”

After saying a long list, Song Yong finally asked.

"Now, tribal leaders who agree with my decision, please raise your arms. ”

After Song Yong's inquiry fell, there were immediately more than a dozen arms, which were raised in unison.

Among these raised arms, there is a spear representing the Chibai tribe, a totem warrior representing the Glossy Bone Tribe, and Qing Yan and the other four who have been following him closely, and they can be regarded as the leaders of the younger brother tribe.

For various reasons of one kind and another, they used this way to express their firm support for Song Yong in the first time.

The problem is that there are still the vast majority of tribal leaders, who did not raise their arms in favor of the decision under Song Yong's question.

It's not that they don't want to eliminate those old enemies and threats, but they don't dare to make such an important decision lightly.

As for the reason, Song Yong can actually think of it, and he understands it quite well:

As a tribal leader, they need to take responsibility for the decisions they make for everyone in their tribe, and the previous war has already damaged their tribe's vitality.

And if they agree, then in the next stop, their tribe will not suffer a total loss.

When they reach their tribe and all the combatants are dead, will the remaining old, weak, sick and disabled people in their tribe still be able to live?

Will the fire that has burned hundreds, if not thousands, of years in their tribe's fires be extinguished?

Will the entire tribe fall into extinction because of this decision?

Therefore, after Song Yong hesitated for a while, he made some decisions in his heart after thinking about it in the past few days, or promised in public:

First, before the destruction of the Savage Tribe, he promised not to return to the Huaxia Tribe, so that the new army would not have the embarrassing problem of not having a commander.

Second, after the war, the Gray Rabbit tribe will provide all tribes with grain seeds, necessary farming tools, and farming techniques and fishing net fishing techniques free of charge.

It can make all the tribes recover at a faster rate.

Of course, because of the limited number of grain seeds, he could only ensure that each tribe would get a portion, as much as possible.

Third, after the war, no acts of war were allowed between the tribes in the southwest for 15 years.

In other words, even if all the people of some tribes were killed in battle, no tribe could attempt to annex them unless they wanted to.

Including the Grey Rabbit tribe, none of them can forcibly annex other tribes.

As for fifteen years later, according to the standards of the primordial plane, a new group of tribal warriors and hunters will grow again.

It also represents the tribes in the southwest region, which have once again recovered their vitality.

Fourth, Song Yong made a proposal about the situation in the southwest after the war, in fact, there is no need for forcible annexation between tribes

As long as everyone forms a close alliance and supports and helps each other, they can also form a larger force.

In this way, it will be possible to trade and cooperate with each tribe at a more friendly price.

In other words, why should we use bloody battles to achieve a problem that can be resolved peacefully? Wouldn't it be good for everyone to cultivate and cultivate the land and harvest the grain that they can't eat?

It was the last sentence: 'Harvest the food that you can't eat', which touched the softest and most expected place in the hearts of all the participants.

Even if they don't believe that there is no end to food.

But in this dream, they can't imagine the huge anticipation.

In the end, everyone present raised their arms high, not only agreeing with the proposal to form a new coalition, but also willing to join the so-called tribal alliance.

Such a good thing no longer needs to be considered after the war.