The leader of the Sand Tribe, who had been away for more than 20 days, returned, facing the cold wind, and returning to the Fire Tribe with the warriors who were shivering from the cold.

"Let's bake the fire first. ”

Six generations of chiefs received them by the totem fire, and warmly offered roasted oily meat and piping hot broth.

"Thank you so much for the hospitality of the Fire Tribe. ”

The leader of the Sand tribe said politely, and he couldn't wait to take a big gulp of the broth.

Without totem fire, traveling far away in such a cold season is also a test for totem warriors, not to mention that they spent a longer time in the wind and snow on the way home.

He gulped down the broth, his eyes casually scanning the familiar fire tribe, and found that some tribesmen were looking at the roast meat in his hands longingly.

"Is the Fire Tribe running out of food?"

The leader of the Sand tribe put down the stone bowl in his hand and asked with a frown.

The leader of the six generations nodded, and he had already guessed in his heart why the leader of the Sand tribe had gone and returned.

"The situation of the Sand Tribe is more serious, right?"

The leader of the sixth generation took a sip of the broth, and his eyes involuntarily swept over the roast meat in the hands of the leader of the Sand tribe.

He hadn't eaten meat for days, and his belly was long and hungry.

Except for the warriors who went out hunting, the fire tribe has begun to tighten their clothes and food, and except for the six generations of witches, everyone controls their appetites.

How could the gaze of the leader of the six generations avoid the eyes of the leader of the Sand tribe, he was stunned, took a hard bite on the barbecue, and then put down the barbecue and never touched it again.

"On the way back, we met someone sent by Wu, who asked us to ask the Fire Tribe for some food. ”

After the leader of the Sand Tribe finished speaking, his eyes looked at the totem fire in front of him a little dullly, as if he was thinking about something.

The leader of the six generations did not open his mouth to interrupt his thoughts, and quietly waited for him to finish his thoughts.

"The desert is desolate, there is not much food stored, and the winter has been extended, and if it were not for the great army to go out, the tribe would have not had enough food. ”

After the leader of the Sand Tribe finished speaking in a heavy voice, his eyes finally stopped being dull and looked at the leaders of the six generations.

"It's even colder in the desert, spring doesn't come, the oasis is already freezing to death, and if the weather continues like this, the sand tribe will have to think about getting out of the desert to survive. ”

His gaze was sad, not as bold as when he had supported the Fire Tribe.

The leader of the sixth generation took his hand, patted the back of his hand, and said: "Food, the Fire Tribe will squeeze out a batch, and let the people of the Fire Tribe send it into the desert with the Sunset Bow, you don't have to worry, the original kindness, the Fire Tribe will not forget." ”

When the leader of the Sand tribe heard this, his eyes turned red in vain, and the truth was seen in adversity, but that's it.

The Fire Tribe is not only willing to support its own tribe when it is short of food, but is even willing to let the Sunset Bow help transport food, this true love is really rare.

"I ...... I ......"

Although he never shed tears, the leader of the Sand tribe choked up several times, and he didn't know how to express his gratitude in his heart.

"Needless to say, today's leader eats more barbecue, and from tomorrow, everyone will be hungry together to tide over the difficulties for the Sand Tribe. ”

The voice of the leader of the six generations was so loud that everyone around the bonfire could hear it, and this sentence caused a burst of applause from the Sand tribe warriors, and also caused some Fire Tribe people to applaud.

Sitting in the corner, many people in the Moon Totem Department frowned dissatisfiedly and looked at their leader.

The leader of the Moon Totem Department frowned and said nothing.

"Let's get through this together. ”

The leader of the Sand tribe raised the broth in his hand and said, and the Sand tribe warriors put down the barbecue in their hands one after another and began to save food.

"For the sake of the tribe. ”

The leaders of the six generations did not refuse the kindness of the leader of the Sand tribe, but followed with the broth.

"For the sake of the tribe. ”

Everyone replied and drank the broth to satisfy their hunger.

The Fire Tribe has been frugal for ten days, and since the first six generations of leaders announced that there is not much food, the tribe has provided less and less food for everyone.

The fifth Xuan, who was not far from the totem fire, quietly looked at the warriors in front of the bonfire and said nothing.

"The warriors of the wolf tribe have gone hunting, the food should be enough, what is your leader doing?"

The voice of the wolf totem sounded, and she was beside the fifth Xuan.

"Benevolence, cutting off the enemy's wings, digging a big pit, what else can I do besides these, I really didn't find out before, this kid's brain is so easy to use, he can kill three birds with one stone. ”

Fifth Xuan said slowly.

Wolf Totem: "What are you talking about...... I don't understand. ”

"If you don't understand, just read it. ”

Fifth Xuan didn't bother to explain, and looked at the six generations of witches.

He was still crazy, ignoring everything around him, just making a shivering appearance of being frozen, and constantly asking and answering himself.

Wolf Totem: "He's really crazy?"

"I don't know. ”

Fifth Xuan withdrew his gaze and looked at the sixth-generation leader by the bonfire again, guessing his next move.

That night, the leader of the sixth generation brought some warriors, as well as the leader of the Sand tribe and a small number of Sand tribe warriors to the place where the Fire Tribe stored food.

Open the room where the food is stored, there is indeed not much food here, and judging by the number of people in the Fire Tribe, it can be called nervous.

The six generations of leaders let people divide more than half of it and transport it out to support the Sand tribe.

"It's too much. ”

The leader of the Sand Tribe said bitterly when he saw that the Fire Tribe only had so much food.

According to this amount of food, the Fire Tribe is too busy to take care of itself, and it is simply not enough to support the Sand Tribe.

"For the sake of the Alliance Tribe, the Fire Tribe can endure. ”

The leader of the six generations said firmly, and his voice was enough for all the warriors to hear.

"But the Fire Tribe needs to survive. ”

The leader of the Moon Totem jumped out to oppose it, and it was the first time she had done such a blatant opposition to the tribal leader, but the timing of the selection was very good.

Fight for food for the tribe, which will be recognized by many people.

The leader of the Sand Tribe glanced at the six generations of leaders in surprise, not understanding why there was such an opposition within the Fire Tribe.

In the Sand Tribe, even if the decision of the witch or the leader is wrong, no one will speak out so bluntly, which is challenging the majesty of the witch and the leader.

"What do you think? Have you forgotten the kindness of the Sand Tribe to the Fire Tribe, or do you think that the Fire Tribe doesn't need the help of the Sand Tribe anymore?"

The leader of the six generations glared at the leader of the moon totem and said.

The leader of the Sand tribe looked at the six generations of leaders suspiciously, and was a little confused for a while.

He felt that with the wisdom of the sixth generation of leaders, he should not have made such a lowly mistake: arguing with his subordinates in front of so many people, which was extremely detrimental to his majesty.

But if this is not a mistake, is it acting for yourself, and the change of direction refuses to help the Sand Tribe?

As soon as such an idea was born, the roar of the six generations of leaders dispelled his idea.

"I am the leader of the tribe, and my decision is the will of the tribe to move away. ”

The voice of the leader of the six generations was filled with anger after being humiliated, and he did not seem to be acting with reason, but as if he had been emotionally controlled after being provoked.

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