Chapter 1296 A Sneak Attack Can’t Hurt Me, I Am Destined to Be the Chief of the Ainu People!
“Even many years later, whenever I meet guests from afar, I will still think of the mountain forest where I hunted black bears, the sneaker’s arrows, and that distant afternoon!…”
"At that time, I faced a sneak attack by an Ishikari tribe hunter. He shot an arrow, and the arrow hit my head!... At that moment of life and death, I subconsciously turned my head, and the arrow grazed me A glorious scar was left on my ear. At that moment, I heard the voice of the guardian god! ...He said, child, this is a blessing from me, a sacred mark! No sneak attack can hurt you, you are destined to be. Survive and become the chief of the Ainu people in the tribal election!…”
"Then, I, a brave bear hunter, walked into the council hall of the elders carrying the heads of the black bears and Ishikari hunters. Under the unanimous election of the elders of the tribe, I became the chief of the tribe! In a blink of an eye, I , it has been more than ten years...more than ten years have passed!..."
"Ah! It's so thrilling and wonderful!... Witness the Lord God! You are really an Ainu chief blessed by divine power! Come! Let us drink this cup again until we are drunk!..."
"Haha! Okay! Have another drink, drink until you're drunk!..."
The music that was played echoed in the hall, and the beautiful maiden presented the wine jar. The two chiefs sat opposite each other, drinking wine intimately, talking about past adventures and memories, lamenting the dangers and glory of the past. They chatted so enthusiastically, with eager smiles on their faces, just like real brothers! And this is already the sixth night of banquet and celebration that Zuvalo has spent in the Cold Swamp Department.
In Ainu culture, "six" is an auspicious number and often appears in inherited stories. A fishing trip should last six days, six owls should rest in the treetops, a tribe should have six villages... and entertaining the most solemn guests should also last six nights! After this night, it is time for the guests to leave. Therefore, the last and most important conversation between the host and the guest should take place at this time...
"Ancestor! The situation in the western continent is like this! Tribes of all sizes form loose alliances, and each tribe divides hunting grounds and pastures. It is not uncommon for neighboring tribes to conflict and fight over pastures. But even if Even if they beat each other to death, they will not hinder future marriages or the exchange of needs. And even if the marriage is intermarriage, when conflicts threaten the tribe, they will still fight and even fight with the whole clan..."
"All of this is to continue the tribe and survive! However, they are not restrained by divine power, so they will be more cruel. They will kill the losers and kill all the men! ...Those Saurons I have been to The tribe is usually very hospitable, especially to the trading caravans, and will even let the women of the family receive guests...but when the white disaster comes, they will turn into extremely ferocious beasts, plundering each other's livestock and killing each other cruelly. Even eating hostile tribes..."
Having said this, Chief Beiyu Niquan paused and looked at Zuvalo's reaction. Zuvalo looked calm, as if he didn't care, and didn't look afraid at all. The great chief pondered and continued to test.
"Ancestor! You have a lot of gold. This is an amazing wealth given by Divine Power. But Divine Power will not always bless you! The ten gold talismans you gave to the tribe are much more than the food and hospitality we gave. It’s worth it! Although I don’t know how much gold you still have, you have to save it for a long time. Don’t give away gold randomly, let alone expose a large amount of gold to powerful tribes! A thousand warriors are not worth mentioning when they meet the truly powerful southern tribes..."
"Ah! Thank you so much! My brother, Numa!..."
Zuvalo nodded seriously, saluted solemnly, and thanked the chief for the reminder, but still nothing was leaked.
"The divine power of guardianship! How much gold do these Thousand Island tribes sitting in long boats have in the boat? Is it worth it for the entire Beiyu tribe to take action together, or even involve more tribes? And the other tribe is in Thousand Islands? At that location, how many warriors are there who are good at fighting in the tribe and might come to take revenge?…"
At this moment, a series of unknowns and doubts lingered in the heart of Chief Beiyu Niquan, but he could never find the answer. Of course, what scares him the most is the "Thunder Magical Artifact" that he cannot understand, and the amazing tribal manpower behind the three "slender ships". After a while, he finally sighed, suppressed the last greed in his heart, and warned sincerely.
"Zu! The four-legged livestock you want to trade back to the tribe...the horses and pigs are all in the tribes of Sauron closest to them. The cattle and sheep have to go through the tribes of Sauron and be transferred from the larger tribes farther west! As for the trade, The commodities... Sauron's tribes are not very interested in gold, and prefer the wine, ironware and clothes of the people in the south. But you have enough gold, and Sauron's tribes can transfer the gold further west, so they also recognize gold, but the value is low. Much more…”
"Oh? You ask about the big tribes in the west? Those really powerful nomadic tribes are all in the interior of the west, and they all ride on horseback! I heard from the Sauron people that they have countless herds, relying on The great river with lush vegetation moves like a migrating school of salmon!…”
"Of course, you can also continue to sail south along the coast of the western continent. However, the further south you go, the more dangerous the journey will be. This danger does not come from the sea, but from the large Shan Tatar tribes on land! The characteristics of those tribes are that the fewer people there are, the more peaceful and friendly they are. The more people there are, the more fierce and fierce they are. Just like the wolf pack in the forest, once it reaches a certain size, it will definitely eat people!..."
Speaking of this, the great chief Bei Yu Nizhan was a little emotional. He had seen the Sauron tribe in the north fighting with the Sauron tribe in the south with his own eyes. Those horse archers wearing hats and furs, carrying bows on their backs, riding horses, chasing and shooting arrows at each other, if they met on land, it would be a nightmare for the evil gods! At that time, they could not escape, and they could not catch up, and they could only be taken away by the arrows that kept entangled until the final death! …
"The mighty guardian! Ancestor! The Sauron tribe in the north is better. They are not numerous, usually only a few hundred people. Their hunting and fishing grounds are enough to feed the tribe, and they are not very aggressive. Some are even quite hospitable. Facing your fleet of more than a hundred people, they will definitely live in peace and be willing to trade!..."
"And the further south you go, the larger the tribe, the more people there are, and even a large tribe can have two hundred people! Similarly, the further south you go, the more intense the fighting between tribes! Not only on land, The fighting has never stopped, even the fighting on the sea will appear from time to time! …”
“Those big Shan Tatar tribes near the sea are used to going out to sea to plunder, some of them have even sailed across the sea, plundered the Japanese, and even drifted to the island of Mao Xili… A big ship like yours is very eye-catching at first glance, and it is easy to be targeted by those southern Shan Tatar tribes! And the gold on your ship, once exposed, will be like a bleeding stag, attracting countless wolves! …”
Speaking of this, the great chief Bei Yu Nizhan shook his head and drank another glass of wine. Then, he sprayed the smell of alcohol, patted Zuwaro's shoulder hard, and persuaded sincerely.
"Ancestor! For the sake of our common heritage, listen to me, your brother, and don't go too far south! Just do business with the small Sauron tribe in the north. No matter how much gold the tribe has, how much property and livestock it can exchange from the south... you have to stay alive to spend it!... The guardian god has always taught us not to be too greedy. A greedy fox will fall into the hunter's trap sooner or later..."
"You must know that in the south of the western continent, in front of those big tribes, your more than 100 warriors are of no use at all!... Not to mention the fighting on the sea, those looting boats that appear out of nowhere... You always have to stop on land for supplies and trade with tribes! And as long as you trade, your gold will be exposed and attract others. The attention of other Shan Tatar tribes, even the big trade tribes..."
"Those Shan Tatars on horseback gather very quickly and run very fast. Once they encounter 'valuable prey', they will be extremely vicious and pursue them relentlessly... and with your number, as long as you encounter an ambush or sneak attack on the shore, you may not be able to come back! ..."
"If you ask me, the continent to the west is a chaotic forest. If you want to trade on the south continent, you must have twenty large ships, a thousand powerful warriors, and Shan Tatar guides who are familiar with the terrain, hydrology and tribes along the way, in order to be able to return safely! ... And if you don't have such a force... Zu! Even if you take the gold and exchange it for a lot of good things, you will definitely not be able to bring it back! ..."
My lord, times have really changed~