The thirty-mile desert road is not far away, but even the thirty-mile road on a camel takes more than an hour to walk.

When the black-clad men in robes returned to the tribe, puffs of black smoke rose over the oasis where the Bajir tribe was stationed.

In the tribe, there were miserable cries from time to time, which made the corners of the eyes of the young lady who hit the head twitch constantly.

Yes, just half a day ago, in the early morning, when the sun had just risen, the Bajir tribe was attacked by a hostile tribe.

Because the enemy attacked at a clever time, it was when the tribal guards were very relaxed, so those enemies easily invaded the tribe and killed many of their people.

If it weren't for the fact that the number of enemies was too small, and the warriors of the tribe reacted quickly and immediately began to resist desperately, the losses of the tribe would have been even greater.

Seeing that the tribe was starting to fight back, the enemies plundered some of the children and began to retreat.

The girl, known as Miss, began to pursue the enemy with hundreds of tribal warriors after the enemy's retreat. Eventually, they caught up with the enemy in the dunes, and a fight ensued.

As for the result, of course, it was the victory of the Bajir tribe, which had the advantage in numbers, although they also paid the price of the lives of a dozen warriors, but it was a brilliant result to completely annihilate more than a hundred enemies who had caught up.

Originally, after killing those enemies and rescuing the children who were taken away, everyone should be in a good mood.

However, when they returned to the small oasis where the tribe was located, everyone's mood was low again.

Because of the surprise attack in the morning, the tribe lost a lot of people.

Most of them didn't have time to react, and were killed by the enemy while they were still in a sweet sleep.

Still others were killed by the enemy for the initial resistance.

So, now the tribe is in shambles, and everywhere there are cries of people who have lost their relatives.

In this morning surprise attack. Many of them have lost their husbands, sons and daughters, and wives.

Therefore, how could these soldiers who had gone out to pursue the enemy be in a good mood when they saw such a tragic scene when they returned?

Led his warriors into the tribe, and the devastated scene made the girl feel very uncomfortable. She saw some of the women sitting on the ground, holding the lifeless corpse of their child in their arms, shaking their bodies and muttering words as they spoke.

Other children sat on their knees, pushing the bodies of their dead parents with their little hands, crying for them to open their eyes.

It is these children who have lost their loved ones who are the saddest of the adults who have lost their loved ones.

Although the tribe will take care of them, the tribe can't do better than their parents, can they?

Anyway. After all, the tribe is not the biological parents.

The girl's expression was cold, and at the same time her eyes flashed with sadness and pain.

She didn't understand why people here had to kill each other.

Secret way, can't everyone survive in peace and quiet?

You kill me, I kill you, when will such a thing be a head?

Ever since she was born, she has always heard adults talk about how such and such a tribe killed her own tribe again, or her own tribe killed a few people from the feuding tribe she saw.

At the time, she didn't really understand and didn't understand why the adults were doing this.

But now she seems to understand something. Although there is still some helplessness, after all, I understand.

If her loved ones also died in this raid, then she will surely fall into hatred after she survives.

For the culprit who caused her to lose her loved ones. She is also merciless when encountered.

Perhaps, this is how the vendetta between tribes came about.

I just don't know that the tribes hate and fight each other. When did it originate?

Shaking her head self-deprecatingly, the girl was amused by her idea.

Why should she care about these things, after all, even if she knew, what could she do?

She couldn't change anything at all. Nor can it get people to get rid of their hostility.

Those of the feuding tribe have the blood of their own tribesmen on their hands.

But is there anything good about your own tribe?

Isn't it also stained with the blood of other feuding tribesmen?

So, it's a funny thing to think about such a thing on your own.

Instead of worrying about this matter, it is better to think about how to deal with the next crisis and how to face the chaotic situation in the future.

According to the news from the people on the side of the Union Tribes, it is safe to say that the Cuman region is now completely chaotic.

The vendetta between the tribes began again, and skirmishes have gradually turned into large-scale confrontations.

Seven chieftains in the Alliance Tribes have proposed that everyone unite and gather all their warriors for possible war.

Moreover, the enemies of the Confederacy Tribes, the feuding tribes of the Thirteen Tribes, were also united, ready to gather their warriors and wage a great war against them.

In the face of such a situation, it is obvious that if you want to rely on the strength of your own tribe, you will not be able to compete with the other party.

Only by following the proposal of those chiefs could the Bajir tribe move and gather the warriors of the tribe and the warriors of other tribes in order to face the crisis.

This morning's surprise attack is clearly a signal.

The small vassal tribes under the command of the feuding tribal federation have now begun to take action.

If the Bajir tribe does not come up with a decision quickly, it will not be many days before they face an even more dangerous situation.

The girl slowly moved towards the center of the oasis with her warriors, while she couldn't help but think about this serious problem in her heart.

This oasis is not very large, the area is about one square kilometer.

In this oasis, there is a coconut grove and green grass. This is very precious in the desert.

Even more commendable, in the heart of the oasis, there is also a clear freshwater lake.

This area of fresh water is not large, but it is very important to the whole tribe.

As everyone knows. Fresh water in the desert is as precious as gold, or even higher than gold.

Because people can't live without fresh water, especially in this world full of yellow sand.

It was precisely because the ancestors of the Bajir tribe discovered this oasis and occupied it through the continuous killing of warriors that the tribe developed.

For the sake of this oasis, the ancestors of the Bajir tribe paid an unknown price and how many lives.

It is precisely because of this that the Bagir tribe did not want to migrate, but after the Ottomans hinted at it. I also decided to stay and live here.

However, the remaining Bajir tribe will also have to face the troubles that will happen next.

Turning over and jumping off the hunchback, the girl went straight into the largest white tent.

The white tent stands under a coconut tree, with a green coconut leaf above it, blocking out a lot of the scorching sunlight in the sky, making it seem a little cooler.

At the same time, about twenty meters away from the tent, there is a clear freshwater lake.

This freshwater lake gives the surroundings a lot of cool breath. And the grass around is also more lush.

Arguably, this place is the best place in the whole oasis.

At the same time, it also highlights that the owner of this tent has an unusual status among the Bajir tribe.

Otherwise. Nor will it occupy such a good place.

The girl walked into the tent, and the two tribal warriors with spears standing outside the tent did not stop the girl from entering.

It can be seen that the girl's identity in the Bagir tribe. It's not ordinary people.

"Father, when I came back, I saw that the tribesmen were collecting the bodies of their loved ones. In this attack, too many children were spared their parents. “

After the girl walked in. And he saw that on the carpet laid out in the tent, there were several elders of the tribes sitting around. Sitting in the center, her father, dressed in a black robe with gold patterns embroidered on the hem of his robe, discussed something with the elders with a solemn face.

However, the girl did not disturb everyone's embarrassment, but walked over and sat in the crowd with a big grin.

The men did not say anything about the girl's intrusion, or her grinning way of sitting around the crowd. On the contrary, all the old men looked at it with doting eyes.

The middle-aged man in the black robe embroidered with golden patterns shook his head when he heard the words.

"My child, can't you just look like a girl? If you continue like this, you won't be able to find a husband in the future. “

The girl pouted: "I can do what a man can do, and I can also do what a man can't." My father is only my daughter, unless you can bring me a younger brother, otherwise you should accept your fate. “

The girl's father smiled bitterly, this is simply a chicken and a duck.

Just one sentence of his own, he actually made his daughter crackle so much.

A few elders didn't care at all, but said to the girl's father: "Chief, the girl is also very good, Miss is not bad, she is stronger than the boys, although her personality is not like a girl, but she is much more tenacious than the boy, and in the current situation, only a person like Miss can shoulder the responsibility of reviving the tribe." ”

"Yes, Chief. You are such a daughter, and you have been teaching her as a boy since she was a child. Now that she's grown up and behaves like a boy, you can't wronged Miss either. If you really talk about it, you, as a father, are also responsible. ”

Listening to the elders' words, the bitterness on the girl's father's face became a little stronger.

"Hey, I'm talking everyone, now is not the time to talk about me. What should we do now? The tribe has been attacked, many children have lost their families, and some tribesmen have suffered a lot of losses, everyone hurry up with a way, I got the news that it won't be long before the feuding tribe will launch a bigger attack on us. ”

The girl raised her hand and tore off the black scarf on her face, revealing her delicate face, and looked seriously at the elder and her father, the middle-aged man sitting in the middle. (To be continued......)