When he heard that the flag of the comer was marked by the Grey Goose, Kansa knew that it was the Grey Goose who had asked him for reinforcements, but it had nothing to do with him, and he had not participated in the attack of the Grey Goose from the beginning.

The reason is very simple, the most important pillar in his tribe, in the process of tribal migration, needs to rely on a large number of Terran demon supporter slaves to assist in transportation, for this he even bought a huge carriage, this carriage can stand tall god pillar to transport, but the transportation process needs the assistance of many demon supporters.

If you want to keep the demon bearers in the camp under control, you need to maintain more barbarian cavalry in the tribe, and leaving more cavalry will require more long-haired sheep and more demons, as large camps require more frequent migration.

As a result, the entire tribe had to maintain a fairly large size around Shenmu, and his cavalry was completely locked around the tribe.

If Rand really knew the secrets of the Eagle Tribe, then Rand might have taken a completely different approach.

Of course, he did not join the gray goose to go south, and it was not all because the eagle tribe could not draw the cavalry to "join the shares", and when the leader of the gray goose told him that he was going south to seize the territory of Lot and the barony of galloping horses, Kansa felt that the gray goose had gone and had no return.

As a rare priest among the barbarians, he knew the power of magic better than the leader of the gray geese, and he knew that all the advantages of the barbarians on the plains were only caused by the turbulence of magic, and once he went to the environmental advantage, the muscles of the barbarians could not defeat the demonic weapons at all.

The outpouring of the Grey Goose Tribe will only cheapen the Eagles and Badgers that are the last tribes on the plains, and what the Eagle Tribe has to do is to wait until the snow falls to contain those other small tribes that can't survive.

But now that the good news is spreading and the prestige of the Grey Goose Tribe is growing, as the leaders of the Guild on the plains, the Messenger and the Eagle Priest need to meet each other.

When the party of the Grey Goose Emissary reached the Eagle camp, it was already late evening, and a few hundred meters away, the Emissary saw the battle priest who was already waiting at the door, wearing the very exaggerated feathered fur armor, with an eagle's head mask and a huge crown on his head.

The Grey Goose Emissary knew that the battle priests had known of their arrival and had waited at the gate of the camp to welcome them and tell him and his cavalry not to enter.

The Eagle Battle Priest is a very special existence in the Alliance, all the barbarians know the orc heritage of the Eagle Tribe, and all the barbarians are afraid of this mysterious priest who can communicate with the Eagle God.

The messenger did not dare to hold up in front of the priest, so when he was 50 meters away, he dismounted and ran to the priest and knelt down.

reported the information from the front of the Grey Goose Tribe, and then routinely invited the Eagle Tribe to send troops to support.

"Hehe, I thought that head goose knew what he was doing, it seems that I overestimated him." The leader of the grey goose was known as the head goose, and the priest's words confused the heralds, who only knew that their tribe's victory was in sight, and did not understand why the priest belittled their leader so much.

"Lord Eagle Priest, you..."

"I'm not going, and I suggest you don't go back either." Then the eagle went to his camp, leaving only one echo: "If you want to stay, my tribe can accept you." ”

Naturally, the messenger of the gray goose would not stay, and the eagle tribe was not prepared to leave them to rest, so they could only ride their horses and leave north.

Returning to the tent, Kansa was a little depressed, because his four attendants had already fed the eagle and falcon and were standing by his side, and he could not show the image of a sweaty body to the others. "This gray goose really doesn't know what to do, you all go out, I want to communicate with the Eagle God alone!" With that, he sat down on his knees on the bed, his hands raised upwards, as if to communicate with the gods.

"Yes" Several attendants hurriedly left the tent, leaving Kansa alone inside.

Kansa heard the movement of a few girls going out, lowered his head again to confirm, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly took off his leather coat and mask, it was not so hot in the afternoon, but he still sweated a lot in his leather coat, and he needed to bake it first and dry the sweat.

Kansa put some cooked meat into his mouth to replenish his strength, although the gray geese were bound to fail, but their current attack was very meaningful, on the one hand, it provided space for the Eagle tribe on the prairie, and on the other hand, it could test the true attitude and bottom line of the human race towards the development of the barbarians.

Let the gray goose die, his eagle spread its wings, thinking of this, Kansa couldn't help but be happy, put on the mask of the mage's eye that was really useful, and prepared to lie down and rest for a while.

However, after putting it on, he was stunned, the cavalry of the Grey Goose Emissary just now was already heading north and was about to move away from his sight, but from the west there was a new cavalry coming, this cavalry was much more numerous than the previous group of Emissary horses, and it was also holding the banner of the Grey Goose.

The cavalry messengers of the two teams of gray geese? It's really annoying, why don't they rush over together?

The gray goose messengers that the knight Kansa met today are not the first wave in recent times, the gray geese sent 4 or 5 cavalry teams from the south, and each team only had 5 or 6 people when they set off, and when they encountered some small and medium-sized tribes, they would send some cavalry to follow these messengers directly, so the number of people in each cavalry team was different.

Kansa guessed that the new arrival was supposed to be a messenger team that had gathered several nearby tribes, probably diverging from the previous group for some unknown reason and not merging together, but they were all heading north.

It's a pity that he has just taken off his "work clothes", and the leather armor that is almost soaked has not yet dried, so he has to put it back on again and continue to pretend to be a ghost to send a new batch of gray goose messengers.

The barbarian demon supporter in the eagle camp was called out again, this time the battle priest was a little angry, in recent days he had to send the messenger of the gray goose tribe three times and twice, every time he faced an outsider, he had to "dress up" again, and after dealing with it, he had to go back to take care of it, the most important thing is that the leather coat was so heavy that he could only rely on himself every time he put it on and take it off.

In order to show the power of his eagle eye as an eagle battle priest, he had to greet him personally, and for this he had to call the barbarian demon supporters of the entire camp to accompany him, so that the barbarians could see his control over the surrounding camp, both to swear his magic to outsiders and to maintain his image before his subordinates.

The Grey Goose Priest who walked towards the gate of the camp kept complaining in his head, "I, a messenger of the god of the eagle, have to guard the gate of the camp like a gatekeeper of the human race. ”

Kansa thought about his situation, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he yelled, "Give me some spirits, let those gray geese know how to respect the eagle!" ”

"Yes"

The cavalry on the opposite side finally appeared in front of him, and the Eagle Priest showed his best form, ready to welcome dozens of people kneeling before him.

Two minutes later, however, the priest was stunned for the second time, and the Grey Goose Messenger, who had usually approached almost 100 meters from his horse, did not dismount this time, but did not even slow down.