The Rise of History’s Most Powerful Empire Chapter 114: selfishness and concealment

　　 Patriarch Jones thought this way, but the anger in his heart became more and more intense, almost igniting his whole body through his chest.

　　 However, the only trace of clarity in his mind told him that he could not turn his face right now. If he turned his face, then he would face the enemy in the south and the Krilan tribe in the north. The Ansen tribe will lose more quickly.

　　 took a deep breath and drained the anger from his chest. Patriarch Jones slowly recovered his sanity, and his flushed eyes slowly recovered his clarity.

　　 raised his head and slowly faced the messenger who was pale and trembling in front of him. Forcibly resisting the desire to tear the messenger into pieces, forcing himself to cheer up, organize the language, and speak to him.

　　 "Go back, I won't kill you. After you go back, tell Boris that bastard, I will gather the small tribes around me to resist the invasion of the southern army."

　　 Patriarch Jones endured the anger in his heart, and slowly said the words in his mouth, which made the messenger happy, and the fear in his heart also calmed down a lot.

　　 It seems that the strength of my Criland tribe is quite deterrent to these tribes, large and small, and the patriarch Jones in front of him does not dare to defy the orders of his patriarch.

　　 thought this way in the messenger's heart, it was unavoidable, but now he has learned well, and he doesn't dare to show his inner thoughts, instead he nodded humbly.

　　 However, the next sentence of Patriarch Jones surprised him, and there was some anger in his heart.

　　"But you remembered it clearly for me. This sentence must tell Boris that bastard. I can lead the army against the southern army, but I can only support him for five days. After five days, if Boris If you don’t send reinforcements, then I will lead the entire tribe and those small tribes to surrender to the enemy. Then I will take the lead in turning around the sword, and doing everything I can will bloodbath your Krilan tribe!"

　　 With these words, Patriarch Jones felt that all his energy was convulsed, and he felt tired and old for an instant.

　　 Listening to the threatening and murderous words of Patriarch Jones, the messenger sneered back several times, repeatedly saying that he would definitely bring the words.

　　 After that, the messenger, who was already in fear and mentally and physically, tactfully expressed that he had conveyed the order and wanted to return to the city, hoping to obtain the consent of Patriarch Jones.

　　 Patriarch Jones looked at the messenger who had just been awe-inspiring and now shrank into an egg, sneered a few times, but didn't say much, just let him get out and disappear before his eyes.

　　 A group of messengers came in such a majestic manner, panicked and went away completely, completely lost face, but all this has nothing to do with the group of messengers.

　　 At least the mission of the group of messengers has been completed, and the command to Patriarch Jones also expressed acceptance. As for the face, for such a group of insignificant little people, what can they care about if they are humiliated by a big person? Of it!

　　 Just like that, after half a day, the messenger who had been running around for a day returned to the city of Chris tribe. Before he could rest, he was brought to the patriarch by the guards who had been waiting for a long time and told the patriarch about the envoy.

　　Boris listened carefully to what the messenger in front of him told about the situation on the way, and Boris asked about the details over and over again. For fear of missing some nuances, without realizing what Patriarch Jones is thinking, causing unnecessary changes.

　　 Of course, that messenger would definitely not tell his embarrassment, but concealed it quietly, only recounting the angry expression of Patriarch Jones and the threatening words he asked himself to convey.

　　 carefully confirmed several times, and Patriarch Boris finally nodded in satisfaction. From the messenger's words, he finally confirmed that Patriarch Jones really wanted to lead the army to resist.

　　 looked at the patriarch in front of him, nodded in satisfaction, and then rewarded himself with some money specially, the messenger secretly relieved that the patriarch didn’t realize what he had done before, or else he’s true May be dead.

　　 Obviously, what Patriarch Boris did not expect is that the messenger in front of him has concealed a lot of vital information, and this information is often the most deadly, which will affect Patriarch Boris’s overall planning.

　　 For example, because of his arrogance and humble self-esteem, this messenger humiliated Patriarch Jones at the very beginning, before he pronounced the order.

　　 As a powerful man, he belongs to a noble figure among the three major forces in the plain, but he was humiliated by a small figure in his own territory.

　　After the humiliation, he has not achieved his goal. This is called a patriarch who thinks he is extremely noble. How can he bear this tone in his heart!

　　 At this time, Patriarch Jones was in his conference hall, in front of many elders and leaders, constantly slamming the decorations in the hall.

　　 The pottery that is usually precious to these barbarian tribes, as well as the exquisite equipment purchased from the leader of the leader, are really noble playthings for Patriarch Jones, but at this moment they are thrown on the ground meaninglessly. , Does not take into account the cherishment and distress of the past.

　　At this moment, the elders and leaders don’t care about the collections on the ground, but look at their angry patriarch with a worried look. They are waiting for their patriarch to vent the anger in their hearts, and then come to discuss the tribe at this moment. What exactly should be done to ensure the continuation and survival of the tribe~IndoMTL.com~ Finally, after he fell for half an hour, the patriarch in front of everyone finally calmed down, squatting exhaustedly on his usual throne, his face Full of loneliness and helplessness.

　　 "My patriarch, what exactly should our clan do? Please send me an accurate message!" said Brentzke, the elder of the clan.

　　 "What should I do? Of course it is to gather all the small tribes, gather their soldiers and horses into our tribe, and train them rigorously in the past few days, waiting for the arrival of the southern army!" Patriarch Jones hated. Said.

　　"Are we really going to listen to that **** Boris? Use the lives of our tribe’s children to fill the abyss of the 50,000 army. Does the tribe’s continuation leave it? If we lose the tribe’s men and warriors, then we still Can it maintain its current status? I'm afraid that even continuation will become a problem."

　　 Andre, the second elder of the Ansen tribe, said with a bit of grief on his face, and his words were full of worries about the future of the tribe.

　　 "Of course not, how could I take the life of my tribe warrior to be the pathfinder of Boris's old bastard, summon all the troops, just to make a higher weight for my surrender later!" Having said this, there was a sneer on Patriarch Jones's mouth.

　　 "Patriarch, don't you..." Grand Elder Brenzke said in shock, and was interrupted by the patriarch before he finished speaking.

　　"Yes, I just intend to surrender and squeeze the power of our tribe. To mobilize the whole clan will only be able to summon his 1,500 warriors, and the number of people in the clan with fighting spirit is less than 50, even if all those in the south are all It's ordinary people, and drowning with people can drown our tribe. How can I use the fate of the tribe as a shield for that **** Boris!" At this point, Patriarch Jones showed a happy smile on his face.