"It's an interesting question for you, in this tribe, if you don't obey the chiefs and chiefs, do you still have to obey you, an outsider?" Deng Ming asked rhetorically.

Yang Fan smiled: "Why do we need a chief, why do we need a chief?" That's because, in the beginning, we needed someone who could lead us and lead us to a prosperous and peaceful life. And now? For the sake of your own ambitions, you do not hesitate to destroy your own tribe and other people's tribes, and exchange your blood for the land that originally belonged to other tribes, just because of your personal greed, and ask all the tribesmen to pay for you, such a chief, such a chief, what qualifications do you have to lead the tribe? ”

Huahua's translation made the bloody, hoarse clansmen look at this young man one by one. "Don't tell me, it's your tribe's food that doesn't have enough to eat, and it's the land that your tribe's people can't meet their survival needs. I see that even other tribes have to buy food from you, are you not satisfied, and you still use such means of killing and violence? ”

Yang Fan grabbed Deng Ming's collar and pushed hard, "Look at it, look at those tribesmen who sacrificed for your own selfish interests, greed and selfishness. Look at them, they died on the hillside, and when they died, they all thought it was glorious, that it was for the tribe to fight, that it was worth it. ”

"They were supposed to fight for the Horde, and it was worth it!"

Syllable!

Yang Fan slapped Deng Ming in the face. This time, the clansmen, who were still gasping, did not step forward, and seemed to fall into silence. "Ask yourself which of these clansmen who shed their blood for you and killed for you, who is willing to treat their lives as if they were a mustard in such a bloody bath? You selfish fellow, if that day, our own tribe is invaded, we pick up the spear in our hands, even if we lift stones, we will smash out a bloody hole in the enemy, but what? Isn't it your fault that these people who were originally farming with hoes carry their guns and spears for the sake of your personal wishes? ”

No one wants war. Those who love war are only those whose conscience has been swallowed up by ambitions. Yang Fan pulled up this big leader who was even a few years younger than himself, but was already the leader of hundreds of thousands of tribesmen, "Please tell yourself loudly to these clansmen who love you, respect you, and are willing to die for you, tell them, whether they are fighting for you personally, or the so-called fighting for the tribe!" ”

Deng Ming, who was picked up by Yang Fan, held his knees with an ugly face and slowly stood up. At this time, so many pairs of eyes looked at him, if he still shouted, fighting for the tribe, would they rush up again? Even if you rush forward, how many casualties will you have to take down the Haori tribe? He pondered for a long time and sighed, "My people, I just want to give you the best. But if I had known that I would have to pay such a terrible price, I would not have bled you any more. If you are guilty, then let Sanqing Tianzun punish me. Punish me as a sinner! ”

Sure enough, he's a scheming. Yang Fan sneered. Deng Ming's words can be said to be extremely clever, and at first glance it really sounds like he is admitting his mistake, but after letting Huahua translate it, it reached Yang Fan's ears, as if he was praising his words, but if he can turn the war into a jade silk, Yang Fan will no longer go to dismantle the stage, after all, he needs a stable tribal alliance now, so that he can go back with confidence.

The best way is to restrain and contain each other, so that his farmers can wait for enough living space instead of being swallowed up and captured.

"Since Leader Deng Ming admitted that he was wrong, can he sit down and talk."

"What are you talking about?"

Yang Fan said with a smile: "Naturally, it is the unification that you hope for the most, the leader." In this way, everyone is at fault this time, and the leader of the Yuori tribe also owes me an explanation, why don't we sit down and talk about it, how about it? ”

"Huahua, you tell the people of the Haori tribe, can you sit down and have a good talk?"

Huahua nodded, and said to the Yuori tribe on the hillside, conveying Yang Fan's meaning. Han Shi's face was cloudy, and he didn't know what Yang Fan was doing, but he was really a little afraid of Yang Fan's methods, worried that the strange things that happened in the wheat field would come to his tribe again, so he replied: "Since you want to talk about it, talk about it over there!" On both sides of the canyon, the men and horses of the Yuori and Sanqing tribes stood on either side, and the three of them sat on the stones in the middle and held a simple meeting.

"Since Chief Deng Ming understands Chinese, I'll help translate it." Yang Fan said, "I know that the people and horses of the two tribes are still fighting just now, and it is obviously impossible to make the two parties immediately let go of their hatred, but this responsibility must be borne by the two of you." ”

"Hmph, if they hadn't besieged us, why would they have killed and injured so many people from the two tribes!" After listening to Deng Ming's translation, Yang Fan said, "Then what should you do if you robbed my grain first?" There is no need to forget about this matter, it is all the fault of greed. What I mean now is very simple, do you want a stable and peaceful tribal alliance, or continue to fight and fight? ”

"Alliance? Don't even think about it! Han Shi directly vetoed Yang Fan's suggestion. Yang Fan said: "Don't deny it so quickly when Hanshi is ahead. Hear my thoughts first. You see, isn't your tribe short of food? Otherwise, you wouldn't have come to steal our food. Look at this, our Han people over there can provide your tribe with 200,000 stone of grain every year free of charge. ”

Deng Ming was stunned for a moment, did not react, and only translated the original words under Yang Fan's urging. When Hanshi heard this, he was stunned at first, free of charge? They attacked and robbed like this, this ...... Do you want to give away food for free? He did not lose his mind and asked, "What do you want?" ”

Yang Fan said: "Listen to what I think. After all, we Han people are foreigners, and we will not disturb the life of your tribe, this point, it seems that I have already told most of the Sanqing tribe, but it seems that it is a pity that he did not tell you the big chief. The grain we take out every year is just a matter of renting that land. Now that the food problem has been solved, there is no need for you to get along with the Sanqing tribe, Leader of the Cold Stone. What do you think? ”

After a long time, Han Shi's face finally lost a trace of hostility and nodded. After all, the survival of the tribe is important. Nowadays, they can have such a large amount of food, they don't need to think about anything other than their daily hunting, which is naturally the best.

"As for the Sanqing tribe, we are also willing to provide 100,000 stone of grain, since we are an alliance, it is an alliance of three families. Of course, we Han people only play a role in moderating and moderating. As long as we can survive peacefully, isn't it the best for you and me? What do you two think? ”

Yang Fan gave a step down, it seemed that the people of the two tribes took advantage of Yang Fan, in fact, both sides may not have expected that Yang Fan indirectly brought two huge bodyguards to his 30,000 farmers. They are counting on their side to send them grain every year, only 300,000 stones, and in the humid and hot areas of three crops in this year, it is simply a drizzle. Farmers who know how to work and rotate crops, as long as there are no natural disasters, there is no problem with the annual grain output of four or five million stones. Such a win-win situation seems to be happy to see.

Yang Fan stood up, shook the hands of the two leaders, and said with a smile: "Our alliance is happy. This simple meeting directly eased the relationship between the two tribes, and Yang Fan did not have to be afraid, for fear that after he left, the survival of those Han people would be a problem.

The cry of the Grand Canyon shook the sky, and this time it was a cry of pleasure, because there had been no good communication for a long time, and the hostility of the guide was finally alleviated at this moment. And Yang Fan's itinerary to prepare for the return voyage has also been put on the day.