The Rise of History’s Most Powerful Empire Chapter 113: Pride and humility
At this moment, in the camp, the patriarch of the Anson tribe, Jones, is with his elders, and the discussion hall in the clan is discussing how to deal with the southern army.
At this time, there was a noise outside the hall. It seemed that outside the hall, who was making noise there? Patriarch Jones was frowning, he couldn't help but frown even more, a little angry.
"Who is out? Don’t you know that we are all discussing major issues? It affects our mood, believe it or not, I will pull you out and punishing you!"
As Patriarch Jones’s words fell, the chaotic scene outside was shocked, and the sound disappeared. Slowly, but after a while, a guard came in and saluted Jones and the elders.
"Master Patriarch, there are more than 20 people riding on the Scarlet Fire Beast outside, saying that they came to convey the order on behalf of the patriarch of the Crilan tribe. The subordinates don’t know what to do. They are thinking about coming to ask the patriarch for advice?" /
Hearing the reply from the guard, Chief Jones and the elders were shocked. There were more than 20 people riding the Scarlet Fire Beast, which was not something ordinary people could send out.
At least in the entire northern region, only the Krilan tribe can have this kind of strength. Now that they send these people here, is it about the southern army?
Thinking of this, Patriarch Jones and the elders were shocked, and a smile of joy appeared on their faces. The Krilan tribe sent envoys at this time. Could it be that reinforcements came?
At this time, we will deploy the tribes of ours and assemble the army to resist that army. Well, it must be so. As the overlord of the northern alliance of Edera, he will definitely not let the enemy provoke his authority.
Patriarch Jones and the elders hurried out of the discussion hall and hurried to the gate of the camp. From a distance, they saw more than twenty people riding on the Scarlet Fire Beast standing proudly in front of the door.
's brows can't help but frown, feeling that those people are a bit too arrogant, how can I say that I am also one of the three tribes in the northern region, second only to the Criland tribe.
However, thinking that my tribe still needs the support of the Criland tribe, this kind of unwillingness continued in my heart for a while. It flashed past, and then greeted the envoys with a big smile.
"Welcome a few messengers to the Ansen tribe. The patriarch does not know whether the messengers will come or miss you, and I hope the messengers will not be offended!"
In order to win the support of the Criland tribe, Patriarch Jones put down himself, as the dignity of the patriarch of a 5,000-person tribe, to please the guards and subordinates of these districts.
Sure enough, those on the opposite side saw the patriarch of this big tribe, and now they are also quietly pleasing themselves in every way, and they can't help feeling a little bit of contentment in their hearts.
I thought I was in the tribe before, but I was just a guard of a small area. I usually face the elders and patriarchs, and even a general in the clan with a little status.
must humbly and carefully get along with them, for fear of offending them by accident, they will be knocked down into the abyss and become a low-ranking person in the clan, or they may simply become cannon fodder, and be treated as when fighting the enemy. The first people on the mountain battlefield.
Now I have got this beautiful job as an envoy. I represent the Krilan tribe. I can also shake the prestige in those small tribes and even large tribes, watching them whisper to themselves, and use it to make up for themselves in the tribe. That kind of conscientious mentality.
"You are the patriarch Jones of the Ansen tribe. It doesn’t look very good. You can also be the patriarch of the clan. Forget it, I’m not a foreigner who can be the patriarch of the Ansen tribe. Jones Patriarch, kneel down and take the order, the patriarch of the Crilan tribe, the great northern commander, has an order to convey!"
looked at the patriarch Jones carefully for a while, and found that this man was indeed proud, with extraordinary bearing, his strength was deeply restrained, and he did not show a trace of vindictive aura, and it seemed that he was already in the third rank.
However, the guard commander still looks arrogant. He looked carefully, and it dragged him for a long time. It seemed that he wanted to imprint the humble appearance of Patriarch Jones in his mind, so that he could brag with those companions when he returned. Fart talk information.
"The messenger laughed. As the patriarch of the Anson tribe, how can Jones easily kneel to others, even facing the lord, standing upright, how could the messenger not understand? "
Hearing the messenger who was only second-tier in front of him, his tone and thought were so arrogant that he wanted to force himself to kneel down to this ant.
If it wasn't for the support of the Criland tribe, Patriarch Jones would now wish to tortured to death the unruly and reckless ant in front of him.
However, for the tribe’s army, Patriarch Jones could only swallow his anger, and returned to the past with a joking tone, so as to remind the messenger not to forget his identity, and to make his identity not his own. Things made.
Sure enough, upon hearing Patriarch Jones’s words that are neither soft nor hard, the face of the messenger in front of him changed, and he realized that he was a bit too arrogant, but out of self-esteem, he still snorted coldly. Revealed the past.
"Since Patriarch Jones does not want to kneel because of his status as the leader, I will not force it. Now I declare the command of the leader of the North, the patriarch of the Criland tribe!"
"The commander of the north, the great lion Boris, decree: a group of enemies who do not know the heights and bounds have come from the south, in order to maintain the majesty of the northern lion, the chief of the Ansen tribe, Jones, will lead the surrounding southern tribes to repel the group. The mouse that can't get on the table. The great lion is watching you behind, and show your bravery to your great commander!"
Following a peculiar arrogant language belonging to Westerners, the emissary in front of him read out the order of the chief of the Crilan tribe. His face changed, and he became very shocked.
"Is the messenger joking? Just relying on our tribe, even if we add several surrounding tribes, we can only come up with 3,000 people~ IndoMTL.com~ how can we fight those 50,000 people? Where's the army?"
Patriarch Jones was shocked and angry, and there was a trace of murderous in the words. It seemed that if the messenger in front of him was wrong, he would directly kill him.
The messenger's face panicked, and finally thought of the person in front of him. He is the chief patriarch of a tribe of 5,000 people. His strength is even stronger than Tier 3. No matter his identity or ability, he is well-known on the plain. Outstanding.
No wonder I felt a little uneasy in my heart before the accident. The patriarch did not send those elders or generals, and Oupai himself, a lowly emissary, had expected this to happen long ago?
thinking about it, the deceased's face became paler and paler, his tone became trembling, and he slowly turned towards his eyes, his emotions were clearly out of control, Patriarch Jones explained.
" Patriarch Jones, our Patriarch Boris wrote that way. If you don’t believe it, you can take a look at it. These have nothing to do with me!"
Hearing the explanation from the messenger, Jones didn't care. With a big wave, he took the order from the messenger seriously and looked at it seriously.
looked at it carefully for a while, and read it word by word. I didn't understand it for fear of the meaning. In the end, I still found sadly that the order in hand was no different from what the messenger said.
That hateful Boris just wanted to fight the 50,000-thousand army in the south.
Did Boris want to borrow a hand from that place to get rid of this thorn in his own eyes? Is he not afraid of me being wiped out? Is he the next one to be wiped out? When did you become so short-sighted when holding you!