The aborigine tribe that was inexplicably chosen by Zhang Lisheng as the target of attack was facing a mountain forest cliff in the west while the vast ocean several hundred meters away in the east.
Judging from the tribe's totem pole that was less than ten meters high but had a very thick width, the population of this tribe should be about 100,000. It could already be considered as a huge tribe on Shrimp B1 Island.
At this time, it was already late at night. The tribe was already silent. Other than the warriors who were guarding the north and south, the rest of the tribesmen were already asleep. Only the huge bark house enshrining the book of history next to the totem pole had a faint firelight and the sound of argument resonating.
"Headman Danoru, the attack of Samru, Pelungia, and Eruya has already proved that Tudenan is not unchallengeable.
As long as we, Mandaro, also join this war of conquest, the small tribes in the north, Voka and Ferrolu, who have been clamoring to form a coalition to attack Tudenan, will definitely respond to the war.
In this case, Tudenan will inevitably be destroyed. As the large tribe with 150,000 tribesmen closest to it, we'll definitely be able to get the most spoils, hunting grounds, and population. This is obvious at a glance. Not only that, the messengers of the three tribes, Samru, Pelungia, and Eruya, have also brought very generous gifts to express their greatest sincerity.
I really don't understand why you're delaying in agreeing to their request? " In the tree house, a spiritual monster with a height of nearly three meters, with black hard skin all over his body and two curved sharp fangs protruding from the corner of his mouth, walked around a bonfire irritably as he shouted loudly. It looked like he should be one of the guardian spiritual monsters of this powerful Hellfire tribe near the sea.
In the face of the spiritual monster's questioning, an indigenous headman, who was in his prime and whose face was covered with dark green sap, sitting on the fur of a beast that looked like a black bear, smiled sinisterly. Fiddling with the bonfire with a black iron rod, he replied calmly, "Dear respected Black Tusk Guardian, what you said sounds good, but the rise of Tudenan is just too bizarre.
However, the rise of Tudenan was just too bizarre. The legendary guardian spiritual monster that single-handedly turned this small and weak tribe that was originally almost exterminated into a powerful tribe with more than 300,000 people in just two to three cycles of the four seasons actually had countless powerful partners.
If we make such a powerful enemy for no reason just because of some illusory benefits, I'm afraid it won't be a good thing for Mandaro. "
From his tone, one could tell that it was different from the Tudenan's Raider who held all the power in his hands. A large part of the power in the Mandaro tribe seemed to be firmly held in the hands of the tribal headman.
Danolu's words made Black Fang speechless, he could only pace back and forth angrily. At this moment, in a dark corner of the treehouse where the light couldn't reach, an incomparably old voice suddenly sounded, "Headman Danolu.
In fact, the reason why Samru, Pelungia, and Eruya declared war on Tudenan, this evil tribe that had destroyed the tribal order on the island, was not only to divide the spoils of war and obtain hunting grounds, but it was also to protect themselves.
If this evil tribe is not destroyed, then perhaps when it expands again, the one that will be conquered will be us, Mandaro. "
"I understand, Great Remodeler Diradetu." In the face of this old voice, the Mandaro's headman's tone became more cautious and respectful than before. Not only that, but he also revealed the true plan in his heart. "However, I still feel that it's too risky to rashly agree to the three tribes' request of Samru, Pelungia, and Eruya to send troops.
I think that since Samru, Pelungia, and Eruya have already fallen into a war with Tudenan, we can watch the development of the war situation before making a decision.
If Tudenan turns from defense to offense and soon conquers Samru, Pelungia, and Eruya, then we'll immediately give up the hunting ground on the island. Even if we have to disperse half of our tribesmen, we'll still have to cross the ocean and settle on other islands.
If the war situation falls into a stalemate and the legendary powerful 'partners' of the Tudenan's Raider still haven't appeared, then we'll unite all the small tribes in the north and join the war to destroy Tudenan. "
Danolu's foresight ended the debate that had lasted for a long time in the bark house. After a moment of silence, a crystal-clear humanoid spiritual monster that looked like it was made of ice 20 to 30 meters away from the fire said in a cold voice, "Headman Danolu, since you have such a far-reaching and thoughtful plan, you should have said it earlier. We don't have to keep discussing until late at night."
Upon hearing the iceman's rebuke, Danolu turned his gaze to the direction of the old voice that resonated in the darkness not long ago and chuckled silently before replying insincerely, "I've also just figured out these principles just now, dear Guardian of the Frozen Sea."
"I don't think it's just that you've just figured out these principles. Instead, it's that you want to wait for Lord Diradtu to speak first before …" Looking at the Mandaro aborigine's gloomy face, Black Fangs gritted his teeth and growled in a low voice. However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the sudden high-pitched shout of the iceman spiritual monster. "Why? Why? I can feel the anger of the ocean!
Monsters born from the ocean like me, have you, have you felt that deafening roar …? "
At the same time when the iceman was shouting, in the depths of the dark and lightless seabed, Zhang Lisheng, who could feel that the surrounding ocean currents had increased his own strength by ten to a hundred times, felt that he had finished accumulating his power. A dark brilliance flashed across his eyes in the deep sea, binding all the undercurrents together. Wrapping his body, he soared straight into the sky, setting off a monstrous wave as he charged towards the huge aborigine tribe in the distance.
The wave that reached a height of 30 to 40 meters rushed towards the beach with a ferocious momentum that seemed to be able to turn the entire Mandaro tribe into a vast ocean with just one blow. However, just as the wave was about to fall and drown the tribe, a gust of extremely cold wind suddenly turned 90% of the giant wave in front of the tribe into a solidified ice peak.
Then, hundreds of millions of fish figures of different sizes condensed from the ice peak and smashed the ice peak from the inside out, before turning into a cold mist that dissipated on the seaside.
After resolving the surging wave attack driven by Zhang Lisheng's omniscient power, a thunderous old voice resonated between heaven and earth. "Intruder, the power of the Mandaro tribe is beyond your imagination. Retreat now …"
Before he could finish his warning, the huge wave that was half empty due to the icy wind breath that was supposed to wash away the few rows of treehouses on both sides of the Mandaro Tribe strangely converged 4 to 5 meters in the air the instant it fell down, wrapping the entire tribe in the seawater.
In an instant, thousands of treehouses collapsed to the ground. Then, a thick fog suddenly rose from the countless seawater in the tribe, transforming into countless sharp claws and beast mouths. Caught off guard, it actually attacked six to seven forest spiritual monsters and caused them to be severely injured.
Upon seeing that the result of the sneak attack was so rich, Zhang Lisheng stood on the clouds and could not help but burst out laughing. In his carefree laughter, on the cliff behind the Mandaro tribe, countless giant spiders spat out purple spider webs and climbed down. Soon, they rushed into the tribe under the cliff.
"It's the Tudenan people! It's the Tudenan people! Only they have so many 'partner' warriors!
B-B-But why would Tudenan attack us in the middle of the night?! " The Mandaro headman, who was washed down by the seawater, crawled up from the wet and salty ground in a disheveled manner. With the help of the moonlight, he looked at the tens of thousands of giant millispiders that were rushing and killing in the tribe and shouted in horror with his eyes wide open.
Beside Danolu, an old man, whose whole body was wrapped in brown bark, said with an expressionless face, "Don't you understand, headman Danolu?
As long as Tudenan destroys us, its hunting ground will run through the east and west coasts. After that, it only needs to seal the hunting ground for ten sunrises and sunsets. Those small tribes in the north will be isolated and helpless, and will be devoured by it one by one like a ball of loose sand.
By that time, Tudenan will become the second Kamando on the island and all the crises will naturally be solved. "
"B-But the risk of doing so is too great, Diradetu's Remodeler! Even if Tudenan's guardian spiritual monster has the extraordinary ability to give spell-casting power to ordinary Hellfire warriors, it's still too risky!
Don't they know that as long as we can delay their footsteps, by the time the sun rises to the center of our heads, the reinforcements of the Samru, Pelungia and Eruya tribes will inevitably arrive? At that time, they'll definitely be defeated … "Danolu roared incoherently.
"Of course, this requires a risk!" Diradetu, who had once saved the Mandaro tribe from self-destruction hundreds of years ago, looked at the Mandaro warriors and guardian spiritual monsters who had gradually collapsed after losing the first opportunity and sighed in a low voice. "However, it's apparent that the Tudenan people's adventure this time has already succeeded.
570 years ago, I've also led the Mandaro tribesmen to take the risk of extinction and achieved such a hearty victory. Sigh, that was a long time ago! "
Diradetu's sigh made Danolu regain his senses right away. He was stunned for a while before suddenly striding towards the altar that was covered by the wreckage of the treehouse not far away. After rummaging around, he found the tribal book of history and returned to Diradetu with it in his arms. Kneeling on the ground, he offered both of his hands respectfully, "Great Remodeler, since you can save Mandaro from destruction once, you can save it a second time.
Please, please take the tribal book of history and retreat. As long as the tribe's inheritance is still … "
"Headman Danolu, I'm already old. In the past 100 years, I've even gradually lost interest in absorbing faith," Diradetu slowly shook his head and interrupted the Mandaro aborigine's words. Pointing to a floating giant wrapped in clouds in midair, he said bitterly, "Besides, that powerhouse who controls Tudenan will not allow any prey to escape.
Mandaro is bound to perish tonight. "
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