Van Dioha laughed loudly: "Tear up the agreement? Aden signed an agreement with us that he will not attack the tribal alliance within three years! Now they are attacking only those weak tribes who refuse to attach themselves to us, and they have not directly attacked us, how can it be said that they have torn up the agreement?"

Harut was taken aback, as if he didn't know the man in front of him, why did this guy look so amazingly stupid and short-sighted? What blinded his mind, what made him unable to see the truth?

Vandio had a certain consensus with the tribe's high priest Uurul and the witch doctor Hadili in a certain way, and their voices were surprisingly unanimous, and when the three guys spoke in unison, the voice of the Zap tribe in the tribal federation was very loud and powerful.

Although the other two tribes were very much concerned about the Zap tribe's attempt to monopolize the refugees, their attitude towards the possibility of the coming war was largely the same as that of Van Dio, appeased and compromised.

Seeing that the leaders of the other two tribes nodded slightly, Fan Dio's confidence strengthened again, and he sneered and said: "Speaking of that outer continenter, hmph, Harut, why do you look up to him again? Do you have any collusion with them!"

A hint of anger flashed in Harut's eyes: "Van Dior, your ignorance has blinded your mind! Have you forgotten the great prophecy?"

As soon as Harut mentioned the Great Prophecy, Van Dior was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a strange expression: "Of course I remember the Great Prophecy, but what does it matter?"

Harut said in a deep voice: "What is the first sentence of the great prophecy, does anyone still remember?"

Nazia, the high priest of the Touman tribe, spoke: "When the exiled people appear on the far side of the horizon, the Savior will walk ahead in the garment of the goddess, strong and brave, and he will bring the message of war from afar. ”

Harut nodded at Nazia, "Thank you for your mantra, wise and beautiful Nazia, this is exactly what it is! Since everyone still remembers, I have to ask, am I alone that I am aware that the scene mentioned in this prophecy has appeared before us?"

As soon as Harut's voice fell, there was silence all around, and the tribal leaders looked at each other, and after a while, suddenly they burst into laughter.

"Harut, you are so crazy that you would treat a foreigner as a savior!"

"Goddess Mavi, save this fallen and ignorant soul, his brain, his heart, his eyes have been bewitched by the evil witchcraft of the aliens!

Harut's face was blue in the midst of the taunt, his eyes were angry and disappointed, and he felt like a lone traveler in the desert, sneering like wind and sand, and sarcasm like exposure.

"That's enough!" Harut couldn't help but roar loudly, "Van Dio, haven't you thought about what would happen if Aden really tore up the Entente and attack us?

Van Dior sneered: "If this kind of thing can be taken seriously, then the goddess Mavi should be a native of the outer continent!"

After saying that, the patriarchs of several tribes laughed.

Harut's face turned pale, and he almost wanted to throw his hands away, but he endured it stubbornly, and continued: "Van Dior, don't make fun of the goddess Mavi, this is disrespectful!"

Vandio also did not give up at all: "Don't command us with such an illusory thing as a great prophecy! This prophecy is simply a prank by the sea god Tira! Why should the prophecy she left behind be pursued and believed by those of us who believe in the goddess Mavi!"

Seeing that Van Dior was stubborn, Harut turned his head and looked at the leaders and high priests of the other tribes, his eyes full of pleading and eager, he needed allies of the other tribes one by one too much at this time.

However, in the face of Harut's gaze, the leaders of the Touman tribe and the Aphili tribe all turned their faces, they were very clear about the importance of the matter, and they were not ambiguous about the matter of the tribe's life and death such as the annexation of the tribe's population, but they were ambiguous about the illusory matter of the great prophecy.

They will not do it to offend the tribe of Zap because of such a thing! and, in their opinion, Aden is far away from them, and Van Dior is very close to them!

Seeing this, Van Deo became more and more proud, and he sneered unforgivingly: "Harut, from the very beginning you have favored these Outer Continenters, have you forgotten how these Outer Continenters used to slaughter our people?

Harut shuddered, his brother was originally the high priest of the Clay tribe, who died heroically in the Third Southern Invasion of the People's Republic of China, and since his brother had no children, it was his turn to inherit the position of high priest.

Harut took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice calm and full of reason: "Of course I will not forget that the goddess Mavi taught us with wisdom and calmness, and I will not let anger overwhelm my mind and let ignorance overshadow my reason. But you, Fandeo, your son Umar, have indiscriminately attacked the messenger of the message, and now you are bent on going your own way, and are you not trying to put your personal enmity above the safety of the tribe?"

Van Dior said loudly: "That's right, the reason why I hate these people from other continents is indeed the reason why there is Umar. But even if Umar is not my son, I will still kill these aliens to vent my people's anger!

The words were so high-sounding that even the tribal leaders around him who had some opinions about Van Dior couldn't help but nod.

Harut was so angry that he was about to speak, but when he saw his daughter Hadim standing not far away waving to him, he nodded slightly and motioned for his daughter to come over.

Hadim walked among the tribal leaders, crossed his hands over his chest, bowed slightly to the leaders, and whispered in Harut's ear what had happened in the temple dungeon.

When Harut heard this, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that the father and son were talking to each other and didn't know what they were talking about, and the four soldiers he sent out to kill Tang Jie had not responded so far, a faint trace of uneasiness flashed in his heart.

Van Dio turned and beckoned to his son Umar, who was not far away, and after letting him come to his side, he whispered to him to send some more warriors to see what was going on.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly heard a "woo" horn sound.

At this time, it was evening, and the setting sun hung obliquely on the edge of the mountains, revealing a touch of smoked red, and the long and thick sound of trumpets lingered above the plains between the tribal federation and the mountains, which was really clear and moving.

"What's going on?" Van Dior was furious, "Who blew the horn without permission!"

Several tribal leaders glanced at each other, and they quickly summoned their men to quickly find out who was blowing the horn.

But soon, before these people could return, there were bursts of shouts in the distance.

"Huh!huha!huha!!"

It was the shout that thousands of soldiers could only make when they gathered together, and the sound was boiling like a tide, and at this moment, all the tribal leaders knew that this was definitely not a cry that their people could make.

Most of the warriors of the Tribal Federation are composed of troops drawn from various tribes, and the personnel are very mixed, and most of their shouts are all kinds of strange screams, and it is impossible for them to be so uniform and uniform.

The tribal leaders' faces changed, and they quickly rushed to the city.

By the time they passed through the city-state, the tribal camp was already in disarray, and the tribesmen, who had no preparation for war or psychological preparation, panicked.

Harut made his way through the chaotic crowd to the top of the city, and gasped when he glanced outside!

From the mountains in the distance, a steady stream of soldiers was pouring out, these soldiers were dressed in black armor, and at a glance, they really looked like a dense swarm of strong black ants, covering the yellow-brown ground so that they could not see their original color!

"What's going on?" Vandio looked extremely ugly, "How did these guys get here?, how did they climb over the mountains!!"

The Tribesmen chose to build their cities here because they had their backs to a steep and high cliff that made it impossible for the enemy to attack them from behind, secondly because there was a wide plain in front of the city-state, which would be noticed by the sentinels standing on the walls at the slightest movement, and thirdly, because in the distance opposite the city-state, there was a huge mountain range that blocked Aden's march route, making it impossible for his army to climb over the high mountain to attack them.

But now, an army armed to the teeth has appeared right under their noses!

Harut sneered again and again: "The prophecy has begun to be fulfilled!"

Van Dior turned his head and glared at Harut viciously, then turned around and summoned his subordinates, asking them to immediately return to the tribe to rectify the tribesmen, and strive to organize a force in the shortest possible time!

The leaders of the various tribes also gave similar orders at the same time, and the Tribal Federation had already received thousands of refugees, and these refugees immediately cried out in fright when they heard this nightmarish cry.

For a time, the sound of cries, shouts, shouts, and even whips resounded in the city-state, and the city was in chaos.

Compared to the chaos of the Tribal Federation, the soldiers opposite them showed a mechanical stability and order.

These soldiers were all armed with iron spears more than two meters long, wearing black heavy armor, wearing short axes and scimitars around their waists, and under the slanting sun, they all exuded a black aura of death.

Especially standing on the city wall and looking down, this group of people stood in a phalanx one after another, and at a cursory glance, they were about a hundred people in a small phalanx, the centurion stood at the head of the small phalanx, and these small phalanxes were in groups of ten, forming a large phalanx of a thousand, and at the front of the phalanx stood a thousand commanders.

Between the phalanxes were the war drummers riding on the rampaging rhinoceros, and they beat the war drums vigorously, and the commander at the front of the phalanx raised his spear to the rhythm of the war drums, and a loud cry was heard in the phalanx.

This cry was like an angry wave, and the clouds in the sky were shattered, and the earth was shaken!

The tribal leaders at the head of the city were dumbfounded, only Harut turned his head with a pale face, and whispered to his daughter Hadim beside him: "Hurry up and release them!"