Chapter 656 Additional Conditions

"The lottery begins."

After Yingfeng gave the order, a warrior from the Red Eagle tribe held a lottery and walked towards the warriors of the tribes who were about to participate in the archery competition.

In fact, the so-called stick is a piece of wood with a hollow in the middle, and the stick is a piece of wood that has been cut to the same extent.

The totem warriors in Yinfeng Plain are not like Lei Ze’s totem warriors. Because of the existence of Fengyun, many people are already literate, especially the numbers he focuses on teaching. Not only do most people know them, but writing does not exist Nothing too difficult.

However, Yingfeng still has a way to determine the order of the tribal fighters participating in the lottery. In fact, it is very simple, just use the end of a blackened wooden stick to draw lines on the lottery, one is one, and two is two...

By analogy, there are a total of thirty-three sticks. After all the fighters from the participating tribes have been drawn, they will appear on the stage according to the number of Taos drawn on the drawn sticks.

Whoever comes first depends on their own luck. Those who draw a small number are naturally lucky, but those who draw a large number should not complain, who made their luck unlucky.

The first person to draw lots was a soldier from the Red Eagle Tribe. The other tribes at the scene, including the Shang Tribe, did not raise any objections. What kind of numbers could be drawn was entirely a matter of luck. not big.

"Number three."

When the Red Eagle tribe fighter who had drawn the lottery raised the lottery high and reported the number, some people at the scene were still worried that Yingfeng would cheat, so they marked the lottery and let the people of the tribe draw a lottery. Those who got the good sign were also relieved.

Although No. 3 is a relatively high lottery, before the appearance of the Red Eagle Tribe, after all, two warriors from the Red Eagle Tribe have finished shooting. The first will also become very difficult.

"Number nine."

"The 21st."

"Number thirty-two."

"Number two."

"Number five."

...

As the fighters who got the lottery announced their numbers, some of them showed joy on their faces, while some looked unlucky.

However, since the lottery decision was unanimously approved by everyone, no one said anything, and those who drew a large number could only consider themselves unlucky.

"Eagle Wind, what do you mean?"

When the warrior of the Red Eagle Tribe holding the stick finally walked in front of the Shang tribe, Shang Chuan, like everyone else, put his hand into the stick, ready to draw out the last stick, which also belonged to the Shang tribe, but when he As soon as his hand reached into the lottery, his face suddenly changed, and he raised his head suddenly, staring at Yingfeng, with raging anger in his eyes.

"Boss Shangchuan, are you trying to play tricks? You came up with the method of drawing lots to determine the order of appearance. Why, how can you blame me if you can't draw a good lottery?"

Yingfeng looked straight into Shang Chuan's eyes, refusing to budge, and there was an undisguised sarcasm on his face.

"Yes. You proposed the lottery, so you should accept the fact."

"If you are unlucky, you have to admit it."

"Do you think everyone didn't say anything?"

...

Yingfeng immediately got the support of all the tribes on the scene, especially those who had drawn good lottery.

"Shut up. If the lottery is bad, I will admit it, but what does it mean that there are only thirty-two lottery in the lottery?"

Facing the reprimand, Shang Chuan roared back with a louder voice. At the same time, he snatched the stick from the Red Eagle tribe warrior, held it up high, turned the opening downward, and shook it violently. Nothing fell.

Seeing this scene, many people at the scene obediently shut their mouths.

Shang Chuan's every move was under everyone's watchful eyes, and he didn't see the lottery being poured out of the stick, which meant that what he said was indeed the truth, and Yingfeng really didn't prepare a lottery for the Shang tribe.

"This... this..."

An embarrassed smile appeared on Yingfeng's face, but he quickly spoke again: "Chief Shangchuan, it was indeed my negligence to prepare one lot less, but according to the result of the lottery, even if there is the thirty-third lot , the result will not change, or you will be the last one..."

"nonsense."

Before Yingfeng could finish speaking, Shang Chuan let out a roar and interrupted him.

"Yingfeng, do you think I'm a fool? If there were thirty-three lots in the lottery tube before the lottery started, then the thirty-third lottery could be drawn by any tribe. How can you be sure that it is Will it be drawn by our tribe? No. I want to draw lots again."

After all, Shang Chuan threw the lottery in his hand heavily on the ground, and it shattered into countless pieces with a bang.

"Chief Shangchuan, although I admit that I was a little negligent in the process of arranging the lottery, but it is a bit too much for you to re-draw lots. I can't..."

"If you can't, you have to be able. This is obviously unfair, and I have absolutely no doubts about the result of the lottery..."

Just when Shang Chuan was still fighting with reason, Feng Yun took a step forward, stopped him, nodded at him, and signaled him to be calm, then turned to look at Ying Feng, and said in a deep voice : "Boss Yingfeng, it's fine if you don't want to raise money again, but I have one condition, if you can agree, I will agree not to draw lots."

"Conditions? What conditions?"

Yingfeng frowned slightly, obviously very dissatisfied with Fengyun's way of putting forward conditions.

"I want to gamble against the leader of Eagle Wind. If we get the top three in the archery competition, I want to double the prize."

"What if you lose?"

"We will send items of equal value. Don't worry, Chief Yingfeng. Although our Shang tribe does not have rainbow rice, we can still provide items of equal value."

"Can you call the shots?"

Yingfeng seemed to be talking to Fengyun, but his eyes were on Shang Chuan and Shang Wu, obviously he didn't think Fengyun could make the decision.

"I agree with the wind master's proposal."

Somewhat unexpectedly, Shang Wu, who had been silent for a long time, expressed his support for Fengyun immediately.

"I agree."

Shang Chuan also made a statement immediately afterward.

Although before he spoke, he glanced at Fengyun, his eyes showed a trace of worry, obviously worried that he would not be able to get the top three, and lost to Yingfeng in vain and suffered losses, but he decided to respect Fengyun's decision.

It's not that he feels sorry for the loss of Shang's tribe, Fengyun is fully capable of paying the bet.

Although rainbow rice is precious, the items that Fengyun brought out from Lei Ze are also valuable. Although he has not yet traded with other tribes, Shang Chuan believes in his judgment.

"Okay. I take the bet."

Yingfeng readily accepted Fengyun's conditions, with a confident smile on his face, obviously thinking that he would win this time. (To be continued.)