Section 48 Discussion

But good talk doesn't necessarily mean good things.

At least Tarek didn't think this strange Chaos Lord had a good chance.

That's right, Tarek was just a wizard apprentice (and he was lucky enough not to go to the Chaos Army for that tragic time, because all of them didn't make it back alive), and he wasn't an official wizard, so he wasn't a high-ranking member of the tribe. But at least he understands that the current situation cannot be changed by a single person - both internally and externally.

Externally, it is now a pack of wolves on the side, eyeing the tiger. With the name of a Chaos Lord, it is not enough to make others discourage the attack. Internally, it is even worse, because there are very different opinions within the inside, and they can't see each other...... Now there is one more person, which will only make the opposition and disagreement more severe.

That's right, now the top leaders of several tribes have come - in fact, this itself reflects internal contradictions. According to a deep-seated human nature, but when you find it difficult to reconcile your conflicts with others, a common practice is to bring in a third party to make the situation more chaotic and thus cover up the conflict. It's like a medal, if there is only one medal and the candidate has two, a common practice is to give it to a third person, thus avoiding this embarrassment.

Tarek led the way, and in a few minutes, he led the strange Chaos Lord outside the camp. Here, there's a tent - except for a slightly larger tent, which doesn't look anything special. In the middle of the tent was a table, and a magic lamp (the same one that Ashrufat had gotten in Brasian) was placed in the middle of the table, making the tent as bright as day.

Five strangers stood in the tent, five pairs of eyes looking at the unstranger who had entered.

The five men stood in a casual position, to be more specific, in a semicircle along the table. The two on the left were wearing armor, the two on the right were wearing magician's robes (the same as Ashrufat had seen on Marven), and the middle one was a little strange, he actually ** his body, only wearing a short leather skirt around his waist, hiding the key parts. Through the light, you can see that his skin is tattooed with strange patterns and patterns, even his head. In his hand he held a miserable white cane, the top of which was inlaid with the skull of a human. Overall, this one directly gives the impression of a "wild man".

Sure enough, there are all kinds of people in the chaos. Ashrufat thought to himself.

While Ashrufat was looking at the five men, the five were also looking at him. However, this Chaos armor almost covered Eshurufat's entire body, so in fact, everyone's eyes were just observing and pondering this new Chaos armor.

For a moment, there was silence in the tent, and no one spoke.

"May I ask this ......" Finally, a wizard spoke, not in the form of a wild man, but a wizard in a hazel robe. He was tall and the tallest of all the people present. Under the cover of the robe, it was impossible to tell whether the person was fat or thin. "Is that what Tarek is talking about?"

He specifically used the title "Your Excellency". It is well known that in the lingua franca, the title "Your Excellency" is a polite honorific title, but it is usually applied to a person of equal status. It's also a clever temptation.

But Ashrufat didn't care about that. He looked around, "My name is Ashrufat. He said, because now there is no point in hiding his identity or name. "I'm sure you all already know who I am. ”

He sneered and looked at the five of them. "Don't look at me like that, do you think I'm happy to come to such a ghost place where birds don't and be a tribal leader?" he said from his heart, and by the standards of the Central Seven Kingdoms, it was absolutely correct to regard the Chaos Territory as "birds don't". You know, there's not even a bathroom in this place!

"You look at me with such alert eyes, only because you are afraid that I will take your place. It's like a bunch of crows worried that the falcons will come and kill the rats! There is only one thing I want to do, and that is to solve this problem as much as possible. So you have to figure it out. Ashrufat said in a depressed tone. "I don't want anything, what I want, Tzeentch has given me. I don't have any scruples because I'm not going to worry about the long-term consequences at all, that's none of my business. I want to emphasize once, and I only emphasize this time, that all those who intend to hinder me, I will make them disappear from this world completely. ”

His remarks may have come as a surprise to others. Because it seems that these people looked at each other for a long time, and no one took the initiative to react.

"I want to know the first thing now, how many warriors are there in the tribe of silent panic?. ”

"Three thousand five hundred. Finally, someone spoke, and it was the "wildling" wizard who spoke. "That's about the same number, all the people who can go into battle. ”

This number shows how weak the tribe really is. You know, Ashrufat had seen three thousand warriors in the Qajar tribe before. The Khazar tribe, on the other hand, is only a tribe that is considered to be only medium-sized (it has a Chaos Lord by accident). The Silent Panic is a recognized large tribe in this area, with more than 10,000 members in the tribe. Assowen had previously estimated that the total number of members of the Silent Panic might be close to twenty thousand.

"What about warriors with Chaos armor?"

"Seven hundred. "It was the Chaos Champion closest to Ashrufat. "Seven hundred and thirty-six people, to be specific. ”

"How many magicians?"

"The three of us," replied the savage wizard. "There are also two apprentices. He didn't notice that Ashrufat was using the term "magician." This is the customary name of the Central Seven, not Chaos.

"Only so many troops?" even Ashrufat was surprised. Now he finally understood why the Silent Panic Tribe had become prey in the eyes of the surrounding tribes. To put it mildly, the current silent panic tribe is not qualified to occupy the salt pond at all. It has only the strength of a medium tribe, but it occupies the most precious salt pool, which is simply contempt for the laws of chaos.

"We once had nine thousand warriors, including two and a half thousand with Chaos armor. The Savage Wizard explained. "Five authentic wizards, fourteen wizard apprentices. But...... Too many of us joined the expeditionary force. ”

Indeed, the warriors who left their homeland and joined with other tribes to follow the Chaos Lords in the name of conquest and wage war against the weaker Southerners. There is nothing more glorious for the believers of chaos than burning and looting in the name of God. The Silent Panic Tribe, which had no rivals in the local area, sent too many warriors to participate in the expedition. But unfortunately, under the command of Ashrufat, coupled with the manipulation of fate, the Chaos Legion that invaded the south suffered a crushing defeat, and few survived.

"What about the enemy?" asked Ashrufat. The Silent Panic Tribe was not a small tribe like Asowen, and it was quite well-informed, so Eshurufat was sure that the top leaders of these tribes had already known about the situation between friend and foe.

"There are four tribes trying to take the salt ponds. A Chaos Champion replied. The two Tzeentch's Chaos Champion Samurai were also wearing Chaos armor, and the two were easy to tell each other, as they had both taken off their helmets at this time. One of them is stout, the other is thin. Especially the latter, this kind of figure is quite rare in Chaos. You know, he's a Chaos Champion Samurai, not a wizard. "In fact, every tribe is stronger than us. ”

In other words, things are worse than expected. The real reason for restricting each other's actions is that the other party scruples about each other - no one wants to be a sandpiper or a mussel, everyone wants to be a fisherman.

Ashrufat pondered for a few seconds, "Any ideas for solving the problem?" he asked.

Before you know it, the two sides have gone from "meeting with the new Chaos Lord and testing it" to a matter-of-fact discussion, like a normal tribal council.

"If we can take the initiative...... Defeat one of them, and you might be able to deter the other three. The lanky Chaos Champion said. He said the most common line of thought.

"If there are reinforcements outside, they will be there in a few months...... This approach may be the right one. Ashrufat said. "But weak is weak, as long as it takes a long time, you can naturally see it. An occasional victory, which only delayed for a while, did not solve the problem. ”

"But there's no other good way. The lanky Chaos Champion replied. "Unless we give up the salt pond and cause them to fight, ......"

Ashrufat glanced at him, "What's your name?" ”

"Bruce. The other party replied.

"Born silver, rare. Ashrufat said suddenly. His gaze rested on Bruce's head...... Same color as twins. This is not a common color of chaos. Black people like Ashrufat.

"Ha, my mother is southerner. This Chaos Champion said without hesitation. "Everybody says it's because of the ancestry of the Southerners. He replied casually.

That's right, if there's any good thing about chaos, it's undoubtedly one of them. The Chaos Evil God only cares about ability, not bloodline. Everyone can tell who they are as parents (no matter how lowly) without fear of being ridiculed.

"Okay, Bruce. Ashrufat said slowly. "What do you think, if we give way to the salt pool...... I mean other possibilities than that of them getting into a long melee with each other. ”

"Form an alliance. Bruce replied. "Share the salt pools. Another possibility is that one of them is strong enough to beat the other three in a short period of time. ”

"Which of these three possibilities is higher?"

"Almost. Bruce replied. "It's all possible. But doing so at least gives us a little hope. Otherwise, we don't even have the slightest hope...... No matter how small a chance is, it's better than no chance at all. ”

"You...... It's not like a Chaos Champion. Ashrufat suddenly changed the subject.

"You don't look like a Chaos Lord either. Bruce replied immediately. "It's rare for a Chaos Lord to wear a helmet like this and refuse to show his true face. ”

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