To survive or to perish, it is a question of whether we should silently endure the relentless blows of fate, or whether we should fight against the endless suffering as deep as the sea and overcome it. Which of these two choices is more noble? Death is sleep, it's nothing more than that! If a single sleep can end the suffering of the soul and the afflictions of the body, then this ending is hopeful! Die, sleep ...... ---- Shakespeare

Death or Dishonor? Eric, the new leader of the Light Lake Tribe, faces a similar choice, and this choice is related to the future of the entire Light Lake Tribe.

The last rays of the sun receded from the horizon.

Night falls.

The lights of the Guanghu tribe are lit up, and the scattered fishing boats are moored on the shore, and from a distance, the smoke gathers together, as if to put a thin veil on the sky above the lake.

On the east side of the forest where Trist landed, the mountain range suddenly decreased, forming a large plain and hilly area, on this plain and hills, the Ice Country and the Red Maple Tribe are adjacent to the junction, the Ice Country is in the north, the Red Maple Tribe is in the south, and further east, the Red Maple Tribe took advantage of the fire to rob and rob the occupied Silver Moon Bay at the beginning of last year, when the Guanghu tribe and the Ice Country were rubbing. Silver Moon Bay is east of the sea, the snow on the high mountains melts, converges into streams, flows through the sacred lake forest along the undulating mountain terrain, converges into various dammed lakes in the sacred lake forest, and flows through the plains and hills at the junction of the ice country and the red maple tribe, through the silver moon bay, east and out of the sea. As the largest branch of the tributary river, the Chengguang Glacier has become the dividing line between the Red Maple Tribe and the Land of Ice.

The Light Lake Tribe is located to the south of Silvermoon Bay, which has just fallen into the hands of the Ice Nation.

The stream flowing from the Sacred Lake Forest passes through the Red Maple Tribe all the way to the east, where the swamps and depressions in the southern part of Silvermoon Bay converge into large and small lakes, and the East returns to the sea, and the Light Lake Tribe is located between the lakes and islands. If in the daytime, under the sunlight, sparkling, the lake and mountains are pleasing to the eye, which is also the origin of the name of the Guanghu tribe.

The evening breeze blew across the lake, and the damp wind wet Eric's sideburns. The elders of the Guanghu tribe, the village chiefs, and the leaders of the hunting party stood quietly on the shore of the lake, seeing off their former leaders, and the jackdaws and gulls and herons chanted, as if to soothe the souls of the dead, and seemed to accompany the farewell songs that the tribesmen sang softly.

The body of the former great leader was placed on a raft, and the side was covered with flowers and branches according to the tradition of the Guanghu tribe, although there was a bit of gossip in his private life, but he skillfully maneuvered between the Red Maple tribe and the Ice Country during his lifetime, and maintained a good relationship with the surrounding tribes, so that the Guanghu tribe, which has a population of only more than 10,000, was able to advance and retreat diplomatically, overall, he was a good leader who was much loved, and the people of the Guanghu tribe sang farewell songs according to the tradition to express their condolences, and at the same time, people also expressed their condolences to his nephew, Now the new leader has something to look forward to.

Eric unfastened his sharkskin cloak, took his bow and arrows from the elders behind him, lit the arrows, and aimed them at the raft that was about to drift into the sea.

The raft was set on fire. The warriors behind him loosened their bowstrings and headed towards the lake, following Eric with their lit bows and arrows, and the fire lit up the night like meteors......

After bidding farewell to his uncle, Eric walked into the council chamber on the island in the lake, surrounded by the high-ranking members of the Light Lake tribe. After everyone was seated, more than forty pairs of eyes were staring at the young leader on the main seat, Eric's small fast oars and the old leader's most trusted personal guard green net, standing on both sides of Eric.

"The night before yesterday, the Red Maple Tribe was wiped out by more than 3,000 people from the leader of Frost, and the remaining more than 800 warriors were surrounded in Silvermoon Bay to the north of us this afternoon, the Ice Nation dispatched three Overseers this time, more than 7,000 people, and just yesterday, the Icco Overseers, who commanded the Ice Nation's Queen Guard, sent us an ultimatum to surrender or be invaded by the Ice Country." Eric, as the leader, gave a brief introduction to the information and started the meeting.

Although I got the news last night, everyone in the meeting room was still dumbfounded, and there was a faint sound of gasp.

"Let them come! The land of ice is strong, I admit it, but it's still up to us on the water! Their Clétas have never won against us at sea! This is the voice of the leader of the hunting party of the Guanghu tribe.

"The Lexar Commander will interfere, right?" This is a relatively stable elder.

"But from the time the Lexar Grand Commander received the news to the time when the soldiers were summoned to come over and intervene, it would take at least a month and a half, and it would be too late!" Another elder seemed worried.

As the nominal co-leader of the 12 tribes in the interior, including the Ice Nation, the Grand Leader of the Tribal Alliance has always been committed to mediating disputes, but if he encounters a situation where the distance is too far to reach, the Grand Leader usually chooses to maintain stability and acquiesce to the facts.

As if to supplement, the silent Eric said slowly, "I already sent someone to White Tower City to inform the Grand Commander the day before yesterday."

"The Stormwind Tribe in the south, the Running Wolf Tribe has always had a good relationship with us, can you ask them for help?" Elder Wen Wen still didn't give up on the idea of asking for help, and it seemed that he was particularly keen to bring in outside forces to help.

Eric nodded to the fast oar behind him, and the fast oar stepped forward and explained for the leader, "Yesterday El...... Yesterday the new leader of Eric, after I had informed everyone to come for a meeting, sent me to the Wolf Tribes and the Storm Tribe overnight to deliver the message, so I took our hunting party down the lake and arrived probably this morning......"

"Getting to the point!" As if he didn't want to see his grandson embarrassed, close to the main seat, an elder with white hair couldn't hold back any longer, and knocked his cane hard, interrupting the speech of the second warrior of the Guanghu tribe, and Eric on the main seat stroked his forehead with his hand.

"Huh?" Facing his own angry old man, the fast oar was a little confused, until Eric whispered a reminder from behind him, "Tell me how the two leaders replied?" ”

"Oh, oh, the leader of the Storm Tribe said to think again, he is more interested in attacking the feuding Red Maple Tribe, and the leader of the Running Wolf Tribe promised to help." After saying it in one breath, he hurriedly stood behind his childhood hair Eric.

Although he had long given up the idea of letting his grandson, who was empty, run for the leader, looking at Eric, who was so lightweight, and then looking at his own grandson, who was flushed and even a little proud after speaking, the white-haired elder felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. However, this is the council room, and the discussion is also about major matters related to the future of the Guanghu tribe, the white-haired elder is absolutely public, he raised his concerns, "The Storm Tribe looks like it is going to wait and see, although the Running Wolf Tribe is angry, but they are smaller than us, only eight or nine thousand people, and the number of warriors that can be sent is limited, and more than five hundred people have died."

"And it takes time for reinforcements to arrive, even if the Running Wolf Tribe gathers warriors today, they will not be able to arrive in ten days, and the time left for us by the Elder Overseer is only six days", Eric stretched out his right hand, hung in the air, motioned for the elder he respected the most to sit down, and then opened his mouth to add for him, "Besides, even if our Guanghu tribe relaxes the restrictions, we can only make up more than 1,200 warriors, plus more than 500 people from the Running Wolf Tribe, the full battle is not more than two thousand, and the Ice Country has seven thousand people this time, Excluding the casualties of these two wars, the escort of prisoners and the gathering of food, if we were to fight, we would have to face at least more than 5,000 enemies."

The respected white-haired elder sat down as if he cooperated, and a few elders in the table who didn't take the young new leader very seriously, looked at Eric quietly and saw that he had established authority, and his heart sank, and he temporarily put down his thoughts.

"Why don't we retreat to the sea first? If you can't beat it, hide first, and when the big leader of Lexa arrives, we'll come back? "The former village chief of Silvermoon Bay at the end of the seat came up with a new idea, which attracted the seconding of some people, after all, it is impossible for the Ice Nation to mobilize so many people to invade every time!

To be honest, this was also Eric's original idea, he couldn't be provoked but he could afford to hide, but at this moment, thinking of the homeland of Silvermoon Bay, a bold idea was brewing in his heart.