The Rise of History’s Most Powerful Empire Chapter 30: Force descent
"What should I do? The yellow-skinned demons have been killed. Now my tribe has all added up, less than 20 combat strength, and there is no courage to fight at all. How can I resist them?" A little courageous The little elder said in a panic, his face filled with despair.
"What's the panic? Come here, the big deal is to gather everyone who can fight, count women and children, and fight them hard, let them know that our Mengla tribe is not easy to bully, even if it is Death will not make them feel better!" Seeing the great elder's distress, the second elder was very angry, with a thick voice in his mouth, scolding him.
"At this time, are you still fighting in the den? Angie, tell me how many enemies are coming outside, and what are they like?" Seeing that the two people are still arguing, the high priest is very angry. , Yelled at them, and then asked the guard Anji about the situation of the enemy outside.
"The high priest, there were a lot of people outside. I counted them. It was about 300 to 400. All of them were wearing armor, and there were 100 people riding on them. I don’t know what beasts are. The armor made of iron is like a devil crawling out of hell. It's very hideous." Anji calmed down when he heard the high priest's words, and after sorting out his language, he arrogantly spoke to the high priest.
"Three or four hundred people, and a group of soldiers riding on beasts, wearing iron armor all over, do they have such strength? Then why before, those, the deserters who fled back said that the patriarch had already eliminated them. Part of the troops should not be able to attack our tribe for the time being. Could it be that the deserters are lying to cover up their incompetence. Or that the tribe of yellow-skinned people has not done its best yet, last time The fighting faction is just a part of the army?" The high priest murmured, but he was constantly digesting the information just now, sorting it up, as if he was looking for something from it.
Hearing Anji's report, the elder was even more frightened. "Do they have so many troops? The total number is comparable to the combined population of their own tribe and the Aisen tribe. Does our side really have a chance of winning? Or just surrender directly, so that the tribe will not be killed or injured. So many people."
"What? You want to surrender. Believe it or not, I will kill you now to pay homage to the leader's spirit in the sky." Hearing the very demoralizing words of the elder, he was very angry at Denier's loyal second elder. Can't wait to kill him.
"Shut up, you two bastards, are you still quarreling at this time? Is it because the tribe is destroyed, you feel happy in your heart!" The high priest shouted sharply.
then paused and continued, "Let’s go out and take a look at the situation together. If it’s really like Anji said, the strength of the other tribe is unstoppable. Then, surrender all to ensure The survival of our own tribe, as well as those innocent people, can’t let them take the life of the whole clan because of our anger!” After saying this, the high priest seemed to be ten years old, supported by Anji. Hobbled out.
The second elder seemed to want to say something, but seeing the desolate appearance of the high priest, his mouth opened, but he still didn't say anything, closed his mouth, and went out with the high priest.
And the great elder was really ecstatic. He went out with him. Behind his back, he still said in discomfort, "Sure enough to be the high priest. He is really kind and wise. For the safety of the tribe, he was able to put it down. Personal humiliation, I really admire him!" His timid heart cannot be concealed behind the words.
and a group of people came to the gate of the tribe and saw the yellow-skinned army surrounded by gourds outside.
are all dressed in uniform armor and uniforms, and the army at the end, riding an unknown beast or beast, is constantly cruising around the tribe.
A few of the knights surrounded a man in a black samurai suit. Surrounded by the crowd, the man was swayed by the golden light of the sun, looking like a **** descending to the earth, full of a sense of holiness and majesty.
The high priest looked around with melancholy eyes, watching the soldiers standing in front of the tribe here, motionless, stubborn, seemingly scattered and chaotic, but they were able to escape from the tribe. All the places left are blocked.
The people riding the beasts outside are patrolling the surroundings, seeming to be wary of someone escaping from the place they are patrolling.
Seeing this, the high priest was all cold, and his heart was filled with cold, helpless me, crying in his heart, is it true that the ancestor **** is not blessing our Mengla tribe anymore? Is our Mengla tribe abandoned by the great longevity heaven?
Behind the high priest, the elder was scared and paralyzed, and fell to the ground, trembling all over, seeming to be terrified of his next fate.
Well, even if the second elders are very tough and militant, facing the well-trained and well-equipped soldiers outside, they can’t say anything. They can only silently look at the high priest and wait for the high priest. 'S speech.
"Surrender, let's surrender, facing such an army, we can't stop this kind of power. In order not to catch the meaningless death and lose the precious lives of the tribesmen. Surrender, go to one People ask the people of those tribes if they are willing to accept the surrender of our Mengla tribe. If so, our Mengla tribe is willing to surrender unconditionally, just to keep one of our lives." The high priest was old and full of weakness. Words rang in the ears of the leaders.
"Which one of you wants to go out and be the messenger of our tribe, conveying the meaning of our tribe?" The elder's gaze turned, the surrounding elders scanned, and all those who glanced down bowed their heads.
The Great Elder was so frightened that he didn't dare to get up and face the army that he thought were demons. The second elder is purely because the only honor in his heart is that he can't go quietly and beg for mercy from those enemies he thinks. And how can the third elder, who is a little unsophisticated, be able to take on such an arduous task of being born?
hey~IndoMTL.com~ It seems that I can only play with this old bone myself. Thinking of this, the high priest took his trembling steps. Seeing the somewhat vain footsteps of the great elder, the three elders behind him flashed a trace of guilt, but they didn't say anything, leaving the high priest to leave the camp alone, sending out the enemy's army.
In this way, I was able to pull the tribal gate of the tribe and slowly opened a small mouth, and an old man walked out of it. Under the protection of a seemingly weak guard, he slowly came to Zhong Yu’s army, that The guard held a white flag in his hand, which was a surrender gift common to all tribes in the Lost Lands.
A few steps away in front of the army, the high priest stopped, using the Lost Plains, common to all tribes, and spoke to the soldiers in front of Zhong Yu slowly with words slightly different from the Mengla tribe.
"I want to see your leader, and I hope this warrior will tell you that I have something important to report to your leader!"
The soldier is obviously very ignorant. How can he understand the local dialect here when he originally came from the Han Dynasty? However, he couldn't understand, standing not far behind him, about ten steps, but Zhong Yu understood.
Under the soldier's anxious expression, Zhong Yu's voice like a savior came over.
"Let him come over, I want to see what he can say, and the guard doesn’t need to come over, knowing that the old man is coming."
Note: Changshengtian, a conceptual deity shared by all barbarians outside the central continent, is probably similar to the ancient Chinese god.
holding the white flag is not only universal and the origin of loss, but also universal to the entire continent. I don’t know when it was passed down, but it is followed by all forces.