He said it again in the blunt imperial language and again in the indigenous language, and he clenched his hands into fists and struck the ground hard.
Behind him, a group of aborigines also followed his motivation and pounded the ground.
The women in the tribe took out some black-baked ant legs and set the food on a slate.
"Yes, we’re going to drive them back to the Dark Worm Valley," Surdak said.
Indigenous chiefs bowed their heads and looked up at a Surdak without speaking.
Surdak went on to say, "My cavalry battalion killed a lot of red ants in the hilly area, but I don’t think this is enough. We have to continue to expand our achievements and drive them back to the north of Inver cargill Forest, so we will visit casually when passing by-after all, we are not far from our neighbors."
Listen to Surdak’s words, and the indigenous patriarch’s face disappears when he smiles.
Surdak’s expression was indifferent and his eyes fell. The indigenous heads of families were full of tattooed faces.
"For a long time, the imperialists and the indigenous people in Bailin were very nervous. We imperialists crossed the door to come here and occupied a large area of fertile land. Many people said that we were invaders …"
The indigenous patriarch picked his eyebrows and there were some angry flames in his eyes.
Around the indigenous warriors also felt the anger of the indigenous chiefs. A group of people stared at Surdak with a bad face, and there was quite a disagreement about hitting people.
Surdak waved and said to the indigenous chiefs
"What I want to say is … Bailin has a vast territory and vast resources. There are still many places we haven’t explored. Our imperial cavalry journey is also those unexplored places. To the north, we can occupy Inver cargill forest. To the east, we can cross the Eruyi River, but it won’t be hilly and mountainous."
Indigenous chiefs heard this face to recover and whispered an indigenous language to the indigenous warriors on both sides.
Those indigenous warriors took back their eyes.
Surdak said, "You have lived here for generations and have long been used to the mountains, rivers and trees here."
Indigenous chiefs nodded slightly in agreement.
Surdak said, "I never wanted to drive you away when I came here. If you want to live here, go on living and circle as much land as you want."
Irmat’s zheng stare at sur tak seems to want to see through him at a glance.
Surdak face with a little aristocratic pride said
"Hill and mountain boundary markers are not my destination. I am destined to expand northward in the future and occupy the whole Inver cargill."
Speaking of which, his eyes fell on the aboriginal patriarch and he said matter-of-factly.
"What I need is’ peace’ here in the hills and mountains."
He pronounced the last word heavily.
"I never thought that the aborigines in your tribe would be integrated into our lives, and you also have your own way of life, which we need to respect."
"Of course, I don’t mind learning from each other, slowly adapting to and accepting some good things."
"In the future, young people in the tribe are destined to go out and see the new world outside. They are destined to bring back exquisite bronze, iron, pottery and textile, and life here will become better and better …"
Surdak went on to say …
"We should get rid of the old ideas. You have a lot of products here. Maybe you think it’s nothing, but it’s very precious to us."
"Then why don’t you exchange it for some materials that are also precious to you? We can try to do some transactions."
"Everyone thinks it’s okay to be mutually beneficial, so let’s just continue trading and think it’s not cost-effective, so let’s stop and sit down and talk until we are satisfied."
"Not everything needs to be solved by force. Our cavalry spears want to aim at those ants."
Surdak talked a lot.
The indigenous patriarch also fell into deep thinking. Of course, Surdak denied that he could decide anything.
Although he is the head of an indigenous tribe, it is his father, the elder of the tribe, who really holds the words in this indigenous tribe.
"I can understand a lot of what you said, and some don’t quite understand it. I have to think about it." He scratched his head and said solemnly.
Surdak also took a clap your hands and said
"I’ll give you enough time to think that I’m here for the first time. After all, we’ll be neighbors for a long time …"
Then he reached out and pulled out a small box from his magic pocket, beating the box cover full of fine steel arrow clusters and casually said, "By the way, I brought some gifts to deal with these red ants. I believe these weapons will help you."
Besides a box of arrows, there are more than a dozen weapons.
Of course, the weapons that Surdak sent out this time are all scrapped.
However, even some shabby and defective products are many times better than those of indigenous warriors.
Surdak feels that the matter of "giving weapons" needs to be made clear, otherwise it will become a habit and it is possible to reach out and ask for it at one time.
"If we need these again, we can exchange materials," Surdak said, pointing to the magic spar necklace on the chest of the indigenous patriarch. "On these spar or ghost red ant leather, we can take them out for trading."
He looked at the mouth of the cave and said to the indigenous young people
"Young people in the tribe can also join our army. There is no guarantee here. There is only one thing I can guarantee … if I have worked in my army for four years, this covered black iron armor and this knight’s sword and light shield, including flail and alloy bow, can be taken away when I leave the barracks, because at that time … those things already belong to you."
Surdak said these things and left without sitting for too long.
In the cave, besides the aboriginal patriarch’s serious thinking, three elders also seriously thought about a small room surrounded by leather …
Chapter 17 Joining
Soon after Surdak left, three old people filed out of the hut surrounded by a leather in the cave.
These indigenous elders are all dressed in decent clothes and hung with some precious stones. They are leaning on black wood to polish their walking sticks, and the top of which is inlaid with a magnificent large gem.
Accompanied by three old indigenous patriarchs, they sat around the fireplace where Suldak had just talked.
The charcoal fire in the fireplace has not been extinguished yet, and the iron pot is still bubbling. An old man skillfully scooped out hot soup from it and poured it into a three-wood cup in an orderly way. The two old people next to him were always chasing the face of the middle-aged man, but unfortunately they didn’t see any clues from that face.
Irmat, the head of the indigenous clan, sat down first. At this time, he was fishing for a ghost-patterned worker ant leg from a soup pot. He swallowed the juice in his stomach when he sucked it. This kind of Warcraft ingredients can also enhance his physique. It is also a rare good thing for indigenous tribes.
The young aborigine named Su En and other young people in the tribe squatted at the mouth of the cave and refused to leave.
The women were driven out of the cave to bask in the sun, and suddenly it was quiet inside the cave.
"He wants some benefits in exchange for the children in the tribe. Maybe once he goes to the battlefield, he will never come back." The old man sitting in the middle said with a heavy tone. "They have to cross the hills and mountains to occupy the Inver cargill forest and expand their territory to the north. How can it be so easy to go north and get Worm Valley? It is a mountain that can’t be turned over. No, I said you should also understand how dangerous it is."
Hearing the elder say this, the elder sitting on the right immediately nodded and agreed, "Yes, it’s too dangerous outside …"
Irmat’s chief of the fathers at this time will hand soup SuoSuo and will be like a sticky bear’s paw, rubbing his big hand against his thigh and letting go of the soup pot. "But the follower around him is not an imperial. He should have a high position. His armor has patterns …"
"If we young people can go to such an army to learn to fight, it may not be a good thing!" Sit big elders on the left side of the elders were silent for a while and finally said
Irmat’s chief of the fathers is also out ugly smile and said
"When the tide of ants comes, even if we hide in the refuge of Spine Mountain, people will die one after another every day. The outside world is full of danger, but we don’t taste it here?"
He touched his belly and said, "To tell you the truth, I want to make some deals with them."
He looked at the rows of simple display shelves in the depths of the cave and then said, "We exchange herbs and hides for some excellent weapons. We must have enough excellent weapons to kill those soldiers like our tribal warriors."
After that, he touched the magic spar necklace on his chest and said, "Sometimes I wonder what these things have left for us to make pendants, but in their eyes, they seem to be very precious. Since there is nothing for us, I would rather take them out for some sharp arrows …"