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Chapter 317

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There were only over 20 generals who were qualified to enter the tent, including Orkin, who had picked him up in the relics a couple of days ago.

Aukin was a captain of 10,000 soldiers, who led an armed force which guarded the hieron of huge bear tribe on the sacred mountain of Elzida. That armed force was called "bear-killing camp". Each fighter of bear-killing camp was above LV 6 who had mastered the berserk skill. Across Ice and Snow Wilderness, besides huge bear tribe, no other tribe could form a bear-killing camp which was composed of 10,000 soldiers.

The 10,000 soldiers of bear-killing camp were the main force of huge bear tribe to welcome Zhang Tie into the underground world. They also witnessed Zhang Tie's last God's will in the underground world. Roslav and Waajid also came from bear-killing camp. Although they were both LV 10 fighters, they were just flag leaders and were not qualified to attend such a conference.

The military system of tribes in Ice and Snow Wilderness was different than that Zhang Tie had ever met. The smallest army in a tribe was composed of 5 people. Each of the 5 people was composed of a sergeant. Each sergeant was composed of 2 sergeants. Each sergeant was composed of 100 people. Each sergeant was composed of 100 people. Each sergeant was composed of 500 people. Each sergeant was composed of 1,000 people. Each sergeant was composed of 1,000 people. Each sergeant was composed of 3,000 people. Each sergeant was composed of 10,000 people. Each sergeant was composed of 10,000 people. Each sergeant was composed of 100,000 people.

Generally, sergeants, captains, centurions, flag leaders and chiliarchs were composed of 5 sergeants. Vanguard commander, battalion commander (captain), regimental commander, corps commander. As for a corps composed of hundreds of thousands of people, it had not appeared in Ice and Snow Wilderness yet. Only the clan head of the tribe was qualified to command so many people.

Such a military system was closely related to the ranks of tribes in Ice and Snow Wilderness. Among the 6 levels of tribes including rat, eagle, wolf, leopard, fox and bear, the most important point was the number of regular troops that a tribe could have. Take grey eagle tribe as an example, the regular troops of grey eagle tribe could only have about 1,000 people. In Ice and Snow Wilderness, the position of the head of such a tribe was a bit higher than that of a chiliarch, which was almost the same as that of the chief of the army. Of course, the premise was that O'Laura could completely control the grey eagle tribe.

Ice and Snow Wilderness was also a strictly hierarchical place, although it was not as abnormal as that of Norman Empire. However, the level barrier could also be seen everywhere.

At this moment, the first batch of people who were qualified to enter the tent were all generals above major in huge bear tribe. They were at least battle masters or great battle masters. When such a group of people poured in, their powerful qi field even made Zhang Tie a bit stressed; especially those generals in the front. Although their qi was not as powerful as that of knights that Zhang Tie had sensed, they could also bring a strong oppressive feeling to Zhang Tie. If not that Zhang Tie's battle strength was far greater than that of a LV 7 fighter and his great spiritual energy, a common LV 7 fighter would definitely feel oppressive under the gaze of so many people and their qi fields. Whether he could sit still was a problem.

Sitting on the wide leather chair, Zhang Tie put his hands on his knees as he glanced over those generals one after another.

Because these generals were told that Zhang Tie had some other thoughts about returning to the huge bear tribe and needed to negotiate with the two elders of the tribe and Pontiff Sarlin in detail. After entering the tent, these generals found that Zhang Tie was already sitting on the seat of the tribe's ruler. Everybody thought that Zhang Tie had already accepted his new identity. Therefore, they all revealed ecstatic and thrilled looks.

After entering the tent, all the generals raised their right hands and flattened them. Closely after that, they pounded onto their left chests and saluted towards Zhang Tie.

"Clan head!" The 20-odd people shouted in a coarse voice, which not only reverberated in the tent, but also drifted to the outside of the tent. Closely after that, Zhang Tie heard the cheers of the soldiers outside the tent like landslides and tsunamis. Apparently, the soldiers outside the tent had known Zhang Tie's stance and choice after hearing the cheers. Therefore, they started to cheer up.

Watching the excited and pleasant looks of these generals and hearing the cheers of "Clan head!", Zhang Tie heard the louder and louder cheers outside the tent. This simple sentence brought louder and louder cheers to Zhang Tie. Zhang Tie knew that it was definitely not an illusion or a trap made by Pontiff Sarlin and his subordinates; instead, it was the recognition of these generals and soldiers about that prophecy, namely, about Zhang Tie.

In this case, if someone wanted to help him onto the throne and play the trick of coercing the emperor to order the feudal vassals, he would definitely shoot himself in the foot.

"Clan head summons you here because he has a military order!" Toles stood up and said with a glassy-eyed look.

The moment Toles finished his words, the 20-odd generals had turned solemn as they chested out and watched Zhang Tie with gleaming eyes.

Zhang Tie glanced over Pontiff Sarlin's face and found that Pontiff Sarlin still looked calm.

At this moment, numerous whims flashed across Zhang Tie's mind. Finally, all the whims converged in Zhang Tie's mind and turned into a clear and calm decision. Zhang Tie didn't explain why; instead, he just issued an order.

"Set out to Eschyle City tomorrow!"

Zhang Tie watched those military officers in front of him. After hearing this order, some of them were amazed; some were confused; some were thrilled as their eyes glittered and their bodies quivered. Even Zhang Tie knew that this decision was a bit absurd. He could understand their amazement and confusion; however, he didn't understand their excitement.

Previously, Zhang Tie thought that some generals or Pontiff Sarlin would ask him about the reason; however, nobody dared to do so. After pounding their chests towards Zhang Tie once again, all the generals of huge bear tribe left the tent silently.

Only Zhang Tie and the three old men were left in the tent once again. When the old man uttered that seemingly joking order, Zhang Tie noticed that Zhang Tie noticed that besides Pontiff Sarlin, the other two old men's faces turned stiff at once.

After those generals walked out of the tent for less than half a minute, Zhang Tie had heard a long and vigorous horn sound outside the tent. After the long and vigorous horn sound, the cheers of the soldiers outside the tent came to an abrupt stop in a few seconds and gradually became quiet.

"That's the sleep horn. Because we will set out to battle tomorrow. Therefore, we have to let the soldiers in the tribe quieten down and have a rest as soon as possible so as to preserve their energy for tomorrow's battle! "Pontiff Sarlin explained.

"Don't you worry that I will make trouble?" Zhang Tie asked with a smile. His look could make a good-tempered man have a heart attack.

"I've told you. The entire huge bear tribe belongs to you. You have the right to make trouble! "

Zhang Tie burst out into laughter, "At this moment, if you have any trump cards, just show them to us. It's not too late for you to regret it. The longer you delay it, the more costly it will be for you to regret it!"

"I indeed have one more thing to give you. Gulas, take that item from the great prophet Pontiff Elzida! "

...

2 minutes later, a 1 cm long odd-shaped metal box with dull bronze luster was placed in front of Zhang Tie. It looked very old. That elder called Gulas put it on the table in front of Zhang Tie solemnly.

After glancing at it for a while, Zhang Tie found it was a special key box. There were 7 metal gears in the box, each of which was marked with a number from 0 to 90. What made Zhang Tie a bit amazed was that the 10 numbers on the gears were not common Arabic numerals, but very orthodox and standard Chinese characters.

The three gears on the leftmost represented the year of Black Iron Calendar while the two gears in the middle represented the month. The last two gears represented the day.

"What's this?"

"When the great prophet Pontiff Elzida left that prophecy, he also left this box. This box is reserved for that person in his prophecy. Only that person could open it. The password to open the box is that person's birthday in Black Iron Calendar! "

"You mean this box was left to me by your prophet Pontiff Elzida hundreds of years ago?" Zhang Tie asked unbelievably. At this moment, Zhang Tie felt like how his fanatical followers felt when they saw his manifestation of God's will.

"Right, the design of this key box is very special. From the beginning to the end, it could only be opened 3 times at most. If the password is wrong for 3 times, the mechanism inside the metal box would destroy this box together with its items. Because of this reason, none of the past pontiffs of the huge bear tribe dared open this box. Therefore, this box has not been touched!" Pontiff Sarlin said solemnly.

"What's inside?"

"I don't know!"

After hearing such a reply, Zhang Tie thought, 'Is this the way that the three old guys prepared for me? As long as I can't open this box for 3 times consecutively, they would have a reason to declare that I'm not the one in the prophecy. After that, they would kick me away. By then, they would have a way out.' 'Perhaps, I could open this box at any time; however, there might be something disadvantageous to my current identity inside... '

This kind of method was really too child's play …

Thinking about this, Zhang Tie revealed a smile. He pulled the box closer to him and casually moved the 7 gears. After entering a date which was different to his birthday, he tried to press the handle of the box. With a cracking sound, the box didn't move; instead, the 7 gears started to rotate rapidly and returned to zero.

Zhang Tie moved the 7 gears once again and entered another wrong date. With another cracking sound, the box didn't move; instead, the 7 gears returned to zero.

At this moment, Zhang Tie noticed that Pontiff Sarlin became stunned for a second while Gulas and Toles became intense.

Zhang Tie shrugged casually as he revealed a roguish smile, "Hoho, don't be nervous. I just entered the wrong two dates on purpose. I just wanted to see whether I could open this box with the wrong dates and see whether you're cheating me!"

After hearing Zhang Tie's casual words, besides Pontiff Sarlin, Gulas and Toles couldn't stand glaring at Zhang Tie.

The moment the two old men glared at Zhang Tie, Zhang Tie had felt like having two more mountains. The powerful qi and stress almost made him kneel down.

'Knights, f * ck! 'Zhang Tie swore inside. Although the two old men's qi and stress were not as terrifying as that of the elder of Huaiyuan Palace, they were undoubtedly powerful. The irresistible stress was as same as that which Zhang Tie had felt before.

It was out of Zhang Tie's imagination that the two old guys could be knights. Zhang Tie gritted his teeth as sweat dropped off his forehead at once...

"You have one more chance. You only need one chance to be correct!" Pontiff Sarlin's voice sounded as the two huge mountains disappeared at once.

Zhang Tie forcefully swallowed his saliva as he wiped off the sweat beads on his forehead. Even though he didn't read minds, Zhang Tie had already known what Gulas and Toles were thinking about from their eyes — — how could such a rascal and b * stard manifest the God's will underground? How could he be the king of huge bear tribe?

Under the furious eyes of Gulas and Toles, Zhang Tie inputted the date on the 7 gears for the third time. This time, he inputted his birthday — — March 26th, the 873rd year of Black Iron Calendar — —

After entering this date, Zhang Tie gritted his teeth as he pressed down the metal handle...

This time, the 7 metal gears didn't rotate anymore.

With a slight rustling sound of friction between machinery and metal, the metal key box silently opened like a blooming flower...

The furious eyes of Gulas and Toles disappeared. They watched the metal box slowly opening layer by layer with a complex look. After bowing towards Zhang Tie, they exited the tent together with Pontiff Sarlin before the box was completely opened.

The items inside the box were left by the great prophet Elzida to the one who could open it. According to the words of the prophet, only the one who could open it could see the items inside.

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