Chapter 12: What the Mother of War wants, she must get it
Freljord's new gods, old gods, three sisters, and shamanic teachings, a large number of complex beliefs have given rise to a large number of unique tribes and diverse cultures, but they have also brought many troubles to the rule.
"Those pigtailed girls, they warmly welcomed the handsome e Zeriel..."
—E. Zerreel: Insights into the Social Structure of Freljord
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Sejuani rode on the back of her steelmane, and the grip of the ice flail tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, but she still didn't smash it against Aslan.
Not only because of Aslan's strength, but also because she felt a little threatened in Tonya.
She's just reckless, not stupid, some questions just haven't been straightened out in her mind, not to mention, in Freljord, there aren't too many people who can make her feel threatened, but everyone's identity is not pure.
Soon, the sharpness and anger in her eyes disappeared and were replaced by a different look.
Seeing the anger in Sejuani's eyes disappear, Udil, who was ready to save Aslan, breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at Sejuani, and then at Aslan, "I think, we all need a suitable time to talk. ”
"I think so." Aslan also looked at Udir, "If I can get the friendship of the Winterclaw War Mother, it will also be an honor for me. ”
Hearing this, Sejuani pursed her lips and glanced at Tonya.
This woman, with her hateful snow-haired big braids, her hateful big breasts, and her hateful slender waist is not at all easy to grow, and her hateful-looking face is irritating, and; On such a cold day in Freljord, she is not afraid of freezing if she leaks so much?!
However, Udil's words did give her a step, and she looked at Aslan and wanted to know what advice this man would say to her.
If the suggestion didn't make sense, she would find an opportunity to teach the man a lesson, and then detain him in the tent as her own trophy.
Yes, it must be buckled.
Aslan rode alongside Sejuani on the Clawed Beast, but he was slightly half a position behind, and his action made Sejuani a little more satisfied with him.
"What do you suggest?" Sejuani thought for a moment and asked directly without any twists.
Aslan looked at Sejuani and said, "For the entire Freljord, the Claws of Winter are only a tribe, not a people, and you can only represent yourself, not Freljord. ”
As he spoke, Tonya was listening attentively, and in the distant Frost Fortress, Lisandro began to sense Tonya's state and listened.
"A group of people with the same traditions and purposes are gathered together, speak the same language, and do the same things, which is not called a people; It could only be a tribe, it could be a clan, or it could just be a contingent that came together by chance, without cohesion, without faith, and as soon as something irreversible happens, the group falls apart. ”
"If you don't have the right program, the right rules and principles, even if you build a city-state with this group of people with the Claws of Winter, it's just a city-state, maybe once the structure is completed, it doesn't seem to make a difference whether you lead the tribe or not to your warriors."
"Now, you need legitimacy, you need the basis of rule, you need the right laws to govern the upper and lower frameworks, you need to have absolute executive organs, I don't need to say much about the environment of Freljord, who are the warriors fighting for not fighting? To put it mildly, you are now leading a rabble, and your tribe will be shattered in the event of a crisis of destruction, such as famine and bitter cold. ”
Aslan knew this, and the plight of Winterclaw was made abundantly clear in the official novel The Silence of the Damned.
"If you want to rule Freljord, you must first achieve the Great Harmony of Winterclaw."
"What do you mean?" Sejuani looked at Aslan, she originally wanted to grab Aslan, who was holding Tonya's waist, and put it in front of her, but she felt a little abrupt and endured, and then chose to ask her doubts.
The warriors of Winterclaw and Udir around them were unaware of Aslan's words, but they all pricked up their ears and stopped.
"First of all, you need to let Winterclaw have a common culture first, and you must build a consensus in the hearts of the people of your tribe, this common consciousness should resonate with all the races of Freljord, and can awaken the most authentic emotions and needs in the hearts of people struggling in a cruel environment, this consensus may be a custom and tradition, a cultural thought, a type of civilization form needs."
"The Avarosa tribe is doing better than you, Ash has brought warmth and food to her people, so she has more and more tribal support, but she is obviously not doing enough, not thoroughly."
Hearing about Ash, or hearing that Ash was inadequate, Sejuani's eyes changed, and she felt that she finally had a chance to surpass her sister.
"Can you be specific?" Sejuani's eyes were blazing, and she stroked the mane of the steel mane, listening intently to Aslan's story, feeling the scene in her heart gradually become grandiose.
"In order to have a common understanding, we can specify a uniform currency and measure of shopping, the same words and the same habits, and of course a common faith, which should be a grander faith that is full of all blood and customs, regardless of race."
"You should let your people, whether they are warriors or shamans, young and old, young or strong, naturally feel in their hearts that it is a sense of pride to be a member of the Claws of Winter, and this pride is the consensus that the Claws of Winters should have; To form a spirit, even if the tribe is divided, as long as you raise your arms one day, countless warriors will respond to your spirit. ”
Sejuani was thoughtful, she understood a little, and felt some veins, but not really.
"It's like the shaman and the beast spirit of Freljord, these two beliefs can be compatible, but the ancient way and Protestantism are not, Freljord's beliefs are too much, and these beliefs and different customs also create a difference between advocating chaos and obeying order, of course, every Freljord has freedom of belief, which is a prerequisite that you can't change."
Udir nodded, there were too many beliefs in Freljord, the old gods, the new gods, the three sisters, the ancient way, the beast spirits, and so on, these different beliefs gave birth to different tribes, resulting in diverse cultures, but also caused chaos in the rule.
"So, let's look at it the other way." Aslan looked at Sejuani as if Ash had built a city, and although the Avarosa had a common gathering point, it was clear that she had not done enough, and the order was still chaotic. ”
"So what should I do?" Sejuani couldn't wait, she asked.
"Involve everyone in building their own cities, make reasonable laws and regulations that everyone needs to follow, integrate a unified and suitable script and social structure, mint a common standard currency among your tribes, enforce a unified measure and measure among all the tribes of Winter's Claws, and let everyone understand a rule, and if you continue to enforce it, you will find that habit can become a terrible force."
"Didn't you just say that you still have to respect everyone's freedom of belief?" Sejuani found Aslan's speech problem.
"Faith is different from social regulations, not to mention, people who are contrary to your tribal rule and are not loyal to you will not be able to keep them anyway, why not hold these people who are loyal to you first?"
"In general, it is to erect a noble goal for which all people are fighting, to abolish customs that are not reasonable to the masses, and at the same time to write the same text, to train the same track, to unify weights and measures, and to establish a dictatorship that belongs to you alone."
"Until then, is there a need to solve the problem of survival?" Tonya said behind Aslan.
Her words ushered in the attention of all the furnace households.