Verse 62 Significance

"But the stakes are really too great. The Silent Panic Tribe has no chance of being spared this time, and it is really not cost-effective to form an alliance with them......"

"Gander, remember when you sued me? At that time, I was still questioning who would win and who would lose between the Wandering Hunter and the Qajar, and you sued me that the Qajar would win, simply because the leader of the Qajar was a ...... Lord of Chaos. ”

"That's right, but there are no Chaos Lords in the Silent Panic Tribe. "It's the norm for a tribe to have no Chaos Lord, even if it's a big tribe like Silent Panic. In the case of the Qajar tribe, it is an exception to the rare animal level.

"If I sue you, I will be speechless and panic in the tribe...... There is already a Chaos Lord. Ashrufat said. "Do you think they'll win?"

"At least the odds of winning are much bigger. Gander said this sincerely. "At the very least, this news can deter a large group of guys who are trying to fish in troubled waters. ”

The two men stopped talking, each thinking about their own thoughts and moving on.

......

Tarek looked at the herd of horses around him, then at the setting sun, and began to doubt his choice.

This is the periphery of the Silent Panic Tribe. As mentioned earlier, the vast majority of the Chaos tribes have a territory that they claim to own, and it is marked in various ways. If a foreign armed force inadvertently invades, it is easy for a war to break out. In reality, however, the concept of "territory" refers only to the core area of tribal activity. This core area is usually not very large, and is much smaller than the actual area of the tribe (e.g., gathering, grazing, fishing, and hunting).

For example, the current position of the Asowen tribe is such a position outside the core area. Its proximity to the core of the other tribes on three sides made the forces suspicious of each other, and eventually this small piece of fairly rich land was left unused, and as a result, the weak little tribe was able to recuperate.

Tarek is now in a similar position. In a place like this, usually no one will come (because it can easily cause unnecessary disputes), but if there are people...... I'm going to attack it directly.

To make matters worse, with a silent panic about the current situation of the tribe, there is no way to retaliate for the snatching of the horses.

That Chaos Lord named Ashrufat actually arranged it here, and it seems a little less clever. Tzeentch has always regarded "cleverness" as one of the most important virtues, believing that a wise mind trumps brute force on an arm. His followers were no exception.

Speechless panic, the tribe should not know about this. The whole tribe already knew that the shape shì was severe, so most of the people were concerned with the defense of the camp rather than the horses. In addition to this, they do have a considerable surplus in terms of horses.

In fact, Tarek could guess what the Chaos Lord named Ashrufat was trying to do. A person with a modicum of logic can deduce it - that is, hiring. Hire a small tribe that wants money and don't want to die as a surprise soldier to attack the tribes that threaten the silent panic - and thus cause their civil war. When they finished a melee, the Silent Panic Tribe could come out in a good time to pick the fruits of victory.

But there's a rule in this world -- and indeed all worlds have it -- and that's that there's no shortage of ideas that seem to be smart, but you can't tell if they're really smart or if they're smart until they come to an end.

Tarek, for example, was skeptical of the idea's viability.

The reason why he decided to follow Ashrufat's orders was not so much because this method was not smart or not, but because even if this method failed, it would not be a big loss to the Silent Panic Tribe. It is easy to see that the failure of this operation is nothing more than two consequences: further increase in the hostility of others, and the misfortune of the small tribe that acts as a thug.

Both of these are irrelevant to the Silent Panic Tribe. As far as the first point is concerned, it is inevitable that they will fight each other anyway, so what does it matter if there is so much hostility and less hostility? The latter does not matter, at most it is only the loss of a number of horses that are surplus to the tribe.

He had agreed to wait here for two days, and it was time for the last. By the end of the night, he had been waiting for two days - he had to leave.

Several servants were gathering their horses and counting them. These are all Tarek's minions (as a wizard apprentice, it's common to have several minions). They had also sensed their master's uneasiness, so they raised their eyes from time to time to see Tarek's movements as they worked.

In particular, the concept of "wizard apprentice" in Chaos is completely different from that of the Central Seven Kingdoms, because the status of a Chaos wizard also requires the approval of the evil gods, while the southern side is only a human-designed exam (not even an exam). An apprentice-level Chaos Wizard placed in the South may be a qualified magician. So although Tarek is still a wizard apprentice, he is no longer a young man.

The night was getting darker. The servants gathered their horses and arranged the camp. But Tarek remained there, staring blankly at the darkness ahead, not knowing what to think.

"Master, it's getting dark. Finally, a servant summoned up his courage and came to Tarek's side and reminded him.

"I know. ”

"Shall we ......?" the servant said and stopped, but what he wanted to say was self-evident.

"Tomorrow morning. Tarek sighed. I don't know what happened, but since Ashrufat couldn't come to the rendezvous, then the matter had to end there. It was already late at night, and it was impossible for Ashrufat to come......

In the darkness ahead, a voice suddenly sounded. It was the sound of small stones being trampled.

"Who?" asked Tarek, shouting. There was silence in the darkness. He immediately embraced the wind of magic, and with his vision, which was enhanced by the power of magic, he vaguely saw a figure in armor walking towards him.

"Tarek?" the figure took a few more steps forward before calling out Tarek's name.

"Lord Aerufat!?" this time, Tarek recognized him. Ashruphat came out of the darkness and a gust of wind came out, bringing with it a strong smell of blood.

"What's the birth?" asked Tarek. With the smell of blood, he could be sure that the Chaos Lord had spawned at least one fierce battle on the way to it. Although Ashrufat seemed to have a steady footing, he alone feared that the Chaos Lord had been battered in battle.

"It's okay, I killed a couple of trackers. Ashrufat replied. "Do you know this?"

He tossed over a helmet with a decorative pattern on it—even in the darkness of the night, Tarek only needed a glance to recognize the pattern on the helmet as belonging to the Sons of Mardder. This tribe is currently the seeded player in the battle for the right to control the salt pond, and is the No. 1 seed.

The two of them walked together to the place where the campfire was lit. Tarek's servants hid aside in panic, looking at the blood-soaked Chaos Lord with fear. They quickly saw that the smell of blood, though strong, was not from the Chaos Lord himself, but from his legarmor—his iron boots and his calves. It was clear that this Chaos Lord had killed an enemy, only to have the enemy's blood spurt on himself.

"This is the ...... of the children of plundering Did you meet their scouts?"

"Ever encountered. Ashrufat replied. "Are the horses ready?"

"Yes, sir. ”

"Then you can go. Ashrufat said. "I'll take care of the rest. ”

"My lord, let me warn you......" Tarek froze. "You've only killed a scout. Unless you can take out all the scouts you encounter along the way...... It's hard to do what you try to sneak up on the camp. ”

"I'm going to do that. Ashrufat said. Things were much simpler than he had expected. During the day, scouts usually cover themselves with terrain such as grass, rocks, or pits. They were so good at this that even Ashrufat could hardly detect distant observers. But once it gets into the night, things are completely reversed. The scouts, under cover of night, walked blatantly within sight.

Normally, they are right to do so. Because humans are not creatures with dark vision, even if the stars and the moon are in the sky, human eyesight will not exceed fifty steps. If it's a cloudy day, the range is even shorter. Unfortunately, Ashrufat's vision in the dark was almost no different from that in the daytime. He easily found the blatant trackers who walked the prairie with their bodies straight (even leading their horses), and then effortlessly killed them all.

Ashrufat could have believed that if he had led it himself, a contingent of two or three hundred men would have marched quietly without being noticed. If one of the scouts is lucky enough (or bad enough) to show up on this small team, they can use their dark vision (and a special talent that doesn't require sleep) to solve the problem.

"Your Excellency......" Tarek was a little surprised, but in the end he didn't ask much.

"In the tribe...... It should be Bruce who is in charge of the army, right?" asked Ashrufat. "Sue him, leave enough troops to guard the camp for ten days, and bring me all the rest. He paused. "I think there should be about 3,000 men, which is not a small force. ”

"Bring it out? So...... Where are you going?"

"Spin around, pretend you're going to attack one enemy, turn around and pounce on another enemy before you get to where you are. Then repeat the process over and over again. That shouldn't be difficult, right?" said Ashrufat.

"It's not difficult. Tarek replied cautiously. "But what's the point?"

"Yes, let the scouts who follow the army's ass use up their magic teleportation scrolls. Ashrufat said. "Then, the opportunity is coming...... Give me a few magic scrolls, and you, along with Bruce, will notify you with magic when I need you. ”

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