Zhangxiong Gyatso's composure made Huketu stand on the fire all of a sudden.

Naturally, he did not obtain the authorization of the orc chieftain, and everything he said later was his own selfishness. Seeing Zhangxiong Gyatso's serious face, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Of course, it is the opinion of our big chief. ”

"Very good, you can go, go back and tell your big chiefs that if you want to take care of our barbarian affairs, let's see the real chapter on the battlefield! ”

The generals below cheered, but Huketu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

He had thought that the barbarians had suffered a heavy snowstorm, and now that they were in a hurry, he would definitely be overjoyed to learn that the beasts were going to trade with them, and even if he made some excessive requests, he would be able to get a satisfactory result.

Unexpectedly, Zhangxiong Gyatso did not play cards according to reason, and he blocked the way when he came up. There is no doubt that if he returns to the tribe with this result, his fate can be imagined.

"Ahem, Zhangxiong Gyatso Khan, you have to think clearly, once the two clans go to war, it will not end well for anyone. ”

"Haha, didn't you just say that you didn't allow me to be called Khan, why did you change your mind now?" Zhangxiong Gyatso ruthlessly exposed Huketu's lust and guilt, and then suddenly turned cold, and shouted: "Go back, let the orcs send a messenger to talk to me again." ”

Huketu wanted to say something, but the guards, who had long been impatient, dragged him and threw him out of the big tent.

Huketu had no choice but to return to the southern steppes with anxiety and report to the chiefs, of course, in order to save himself from disaster, he wantonly slandered Zhangxiong Gyatso, saying that if he was not inferior, insulted the orcs, and dressed himself up as a poor little sheep.

Sure enough, the great chiefs didn't distinguish between the true and the false, so they believed Huketu's words, and even Mao Yisig frowned, feeling that Zhangxiong Gyatso was too arrogant, and he should be taught some lessons.

"Well, I'll just say that the peace talks won't get the results you want. If you want the barbarians to see the reality clearly, the only way to do it is to send troops to make them submit. Haojigeri said proudly.

The great chieftains nodded silently, but they were all thinking about things, after all, most of the orcs' army was at the junction with the human race in the south at this moment, and they had plundered many slaves and wealth from the human race, and they had not yet had time to bring back the various tribes. Moreover, the Terran army has also gathered and is coming at the tail end, they need to get rid of the pursuit of the Terran army, and they have to fight several battles, and they can't get out.

"We should all have some troops left, it is better to assemble, and then recruit a group of herdsmen to form an army of 50,000 people, it should not be difficult, take advantage of the barbarians suffered a heavy snowstorm and suffered heavy casualties, give them a lesson, let them know that orcs should not be bullied. Hajgeri said.

Indeed, the big chiefs, it is impossible to send all the elite soldiers out to fight, and they will keep some elites around them in case of accidents. As long as these elites are at the head and some herdsmen are recruited to form an army, the odds of victory in the face of the stricken barbarians must still be very good.

Mausig still felt that something was wrong, but his proposal was not approved by everyone, so he had to choose to follow the crowd. Anyway, he said everything he should have said.

"It can't always be that our big tribes send troops, so why don't we recruit troops from those small and medium-sized tribes?" Monturaq suggested, and they didn't take the barbarians seriously all along. Even if their coalition army was defeated by Zhangxiong Gyatso, they only thought that Zhangxiong Gyatso was personally brave, and if it was really a battlefield battle, he would be a novice, and he would definitely not be able to.

Mondurak's words made everyone's eyes shine, yes, you can't let the big tribes solve everything, those small and medium-sized tribes have been sheltered for a long time, and they should take some action.

Soon, therefore, the great chiefs agreed and began to issue orders to the many small and medium-sized tribes of the steppe to recruit their armies to attack the barbarians together.

Naturally, Mandu Ratu of the Surile tribe also received the order, and his tribe had become a medium tribe of more than 3,000 people due to the annexation of two small tribes some time ago, so the great chiefs ordered him to send a thousand troops. That's the equivalent of one-third of the population, which is already nerve-wracking.

Mandu Ratu indifferently accepted the order, and after sending the messenger away, he tore the parchment that delivered the order to pieces and threw it into the fire.

"Damn Haojigeri, you're a communiqué personal vendetta!" Mandu Ratu said hatefully.

Arslen, who happened to hear the news, rushed back and immediately came to see Mandu Latu, and found that his father's face was extremely ugly, and couldn't help asking: "Father, I heard that the big chiefs are recruiting the armies of small and medium-sized tribes and want to start a war with the barbarians?"

"Well, our Surile tribe is also going to send troops, and Haoji Geri is in charge of our small tribe of the beast tribe, and he ordered us to send a thousand troops to go. ”

"What, a thousand warriors? Our tribe has a total population of more than 3,000 people, why are there so many people?" Arslen couldn't help but say angrily when he heard this.

"Hehe, what else can you rely on? Haojige is just going to declare a personal vendetta. Mandu Latu took out the mare's milk wine, poured it hard, and said in a rough voice.

"Father, do you have a grudge against the Great Chief Hojigeri?" Arslen immediately understood the meaning of his father's words and asked.

"Well, there's something that is time for you to know. Mandu Ratu continued to drink, and said, "Do you know how your mother died, and why you have a great talent to become a beast soul warrior, but you can only be a smuggler in the end?"

Mandu Ratu laughed miserably, as if recalling: "When I was young, I used to be the most outstanding warrior of the beast clan, and at the age of thirteen, I was used by the beast soul shaman to awaken the beast soul power of the violent bear with shaman spells. Although I come from a small tribe, I still have a bright future. At that time, your mother used to be known as the first beauty of the beast clan, and there were many people who pursued her, and I and Haojigeri were one of them. ”

"With my strength, I defeated all the suitors step by step, and in the end, only me and Hojgeri were left. Hajgeri comes from a large tribe and is especially favored by shamans. However, due to talent issues, it didn't take as long as mine to help him awaken the power of the beast soul, so in the duel, I finally won the battle and married your mother back. ”

Arslen listened silently, it was the first time he knew about his father's past.

"Later, your mother became pregnant, and at that time, we orcs were fighting against humans, and I was drafted into the battlefield to fight the enemy. Your mother is in the Surile tribe, waiting for the birth with peace of mind. At this time, the Surile tribe was suddenly attacked by a group of unknown people, and although they paid a heavy price, they repelled those who claimed to be horse thieves. But your mother was also frightened, and after giving birth to you, she didn't survive. When I returned from the battlefield, I only saw you as an infant, and your mother left me forever. ”

"Father, are those horse thieves sent by Hojgeri?" asked Arslen, whose face was ugly, and he gritted his teeth.

Nodding, Mandu Ratu said: "I was crazy at the time, even after many days, I still led my troops to chase and kill the horse thieves frantically, but after following the tracks, I found the Haojigeri tribe. Even if I have made great achievements on the battlefield, I still can't see enough in the face of a big tribe like Haojigeri. They expelled him. I wanted to challenge Hajigeri, a life-and-death duel between men and men, but I was seriously injured by the father of Hajgeri at that time, who gathered many of his men and several shamans, and even wanted to deprive me of the power of the beast soul. ”

"I don't have your mother anymore, and if I am deprived of the power of the beast soul again, I will not be able to protect you and the Surile tribe, so I can only bow my head in humiliation. Let them punish you, and then silently choose to raise you. But this hatred has always been engraved in my heart, and I swear that sooner or later, I will make Hajjgeri pay the price, and for this, I will not hesitate to betray the entire beast clan. ”

Mandu Ratu's face was hideous, almost paranoid.

Arslen suddenly understood why his father wanted to befriend the barbarian Zhangxiong Gyatso, he wanted to use the power of the barbarian to help him complete his revenge!