Anything new will not be accepted by most people in the first place.

When Culolil put forward the idea of organizing the various tribes of the originally scattered steppe into a whole, the vast majority of the steppe people, including the five apostles, objected to this, and some even spoke out against it.

Seeing the excitement of the audience, and the five apostles behind him also looked at him with scrutinizing eyes, Culolil did not show the slightest nervousness, and everyone's reaction was already expected.

"Everyone, be quiet, please listen to me!" said Culolil after the noise continued for a while.

Regardless of what they thought about this suggestion, everyone still gave a lot of respect to the new grass master, and soon the noise disappeared.

"I know that my suggestion is a bit too abrupt to put forward now, and it is reasonable for people not to understand. Some people may ask, why did we set up such a bullshit council when we were living well, and some people might worry that once the change took place, the prairie would still be the same prairie?"

"In this regard, I just want to say, do you remember the invasion of our prairie by the Federation back then, and what the beasts of the Federation did to our ancestors at that time?"

The steppe people are aggressive, but only in slightly competitive competitions, but they are also peace-loving.

It may be influenced by their beliefs, or it may be because the prairie is a vast and sparsely populated land, and with the exception of feuds like the Wind Owl and the Frost Wolf, the vast majority of the Prairie people rarely quarrel with other people. Even when they slaughter livestock for food, they will sincerely express their gratitude to the grasslands that raised them before picking up the butcher's knife.

But there is only one thing that no steppe person can let go, and that is the evil deeds that the Federation has done to their ancestors.

The grassland people are hospitable, and they will treat guests from Tiannan or Haibei with the most warm attitude, but once they find people or things related to the Federation, their attitude will change 180 degrees.

The crowd, who had just been discussing the new news, suddenly became angry when they heard Cullolier talk about the affairs of the Federation.

Seeing that his success in hooking aroused everyone's anger, Kurolir struck while the iron was hot: "It seems that everyone has not forgotten, this is good." I would like to say that after so many years of recuperation, the Federation has regained its strength, and their claws will once again reach out to our beautiful prairie. ”

"Last time, because of the relationship between the Ribeiru Empire, our steppe finally escaped the fate of enslavement, and this time the evil dog of the Federation has returned, and it will definitely not make the same mistake again. ”

"If we don't make changes in time, and we continue to work separately like a plate of scattered sand like before, the final result will definitely be broken one by one, and at that time, the prairie will really no longer be a prairie!"

"The only way now is for all of us to unite and strike a blow to the brutes of the Federation, and only by beating them in pain and fear can we escape the miserable fate of being enslaved. But this is not enough, and if we want to never suffer from future troubles, we must make ourselves strong to the point that the Federation can never afford to invade, and only in this way can we protect the prairies that nourish us forever. ”

"Now, if you think about it, is my suggestion still so difficult to accept?"

It must be said that Culolil was not a successful orator, because his speech did not have the slightest generosity, no flowery rhetoric, and only simple statements and deep feelings, but it was this simple statement that hit the nail on the head of the steppe people. All of them, including the five apostles, began to wonder about the feasibility of Cullolil's proposal.

Kurolil still knew the reason for the excess, and seeing that his words had finally aroused everyone's thoughts, he did not rush to force everyone to make a decision immediately, but bowed to the five apostles and walked off the high platform.

Sometimes, excessive persecution is counterproductive, and appropriate relaxation can achieve the goal.

The departure of Kurolil caused a brief cold field, and the power of the grass lord does not mean that everyone needs to make a judgment immediately, on the contrary, because the stakes are so important, it is not uncommon for the resolution on whether the power of the grass lord can be passed to drag on for a year and a half.

According to the general process, after the coronation ceremony of the grass lord is completed, the curtain will come down on the tribe Dabi, and the people of each tribe will leave one after another and return to their stations.

But this time was obviously different from the past, not long after Culolil's departure, the only woman among the five apostles stepped forward and announced that the competition to choose a husband for the daughter of the god would begin in the afternoon of the same day, and interested youths of school age could go to the head of the Windowl tribe to sign up.

This announcement did not enter, and the crowd immediately exploded.

Compared with Cullolil's somewhat heavy advice, the selection of a husband for the daughter of God was more popular with the young people present. Whether they simply like to watch the excitement or really want to fight for it, in short, all the young people become excited.

The Daughter of God was born in the Wind Owl Tribe, so naturally the Wind Owl tribe was responsible for the initial screening. Originally, this work was supposed to be personally handled by Nilke, the most noble patriarch of the Wind Owl tribe, but unfortunately Nierke suddenly fell ill, and it was Kumar's turn to take care of the matter.

However, when Leach followed the crowd to the tent of the Windowl chief, he was surprised to find Nilk sitting in the tent with a red face, and Kumar stood next to him with a smile on his lips.

"Your grandfather before him...... Playing ill?" Leach asked in a whisper as he pulled Kumar aside.

"What are you talking about, you're pretending to be sick!" Kumar patted Leach angrily, "Grandpa, he was really sick in a hurry before, but after treatment, he has basically stabilized." As soon as I went back to tell him about Cullolier's suggestion, he couldn't lie down any longer, and had to come out to check with my sister personally, saying that he couldn't let those crooked melons and jujubes fish in troubled waters. Then, as you can see, I was arrested and Zhuangding, and my grandfather asked me to check with him, saying that I know more among young people, and whoever has any bad deeds must tell him at the first time, and there can be no fish that slip through the net. ”

"Okay. Leach gave Kuma a helpless look, "Remember to sign me up, and I won't go to the line." By the way, I forgot to ask, what's your sister's name, I can't participate in the audition, I don't know what your sister's name is......, right?

"Look at my memory!" Kumar patted his forehead, "My sister's name is Ti Xin Li'er, which means bright pearl, you must remember it!"