Take Taobao with you to another world

Sachel and humans are pressing on.

They behave like some young people who want everyone to know because they are convinced that they have something, and they try their best to make a name for themselves.Although in fact Sacher and human beings are more than capable, just appearing in front of them, what amazed them are some young people, even frighteningly young people, like even two people who came to Kanlar instead of the previous doctor. A woman, or a girl?They come from Sasheer, and they are protected by the name of "magician" and they can move freely in the tribe. The patriarch of Nawen asked the wives of the two warriors to help them do things. Many people do not believe them because of their female and young identities. But these two girls are not timid and never ask other people to show them "enough" respect, but they are also very important to Kanlar, especially after they successfully delivered a mother who almost died, and the rest The way people see them is no longer the same as in the past.

The Navan patriarch is sometimes very confused.

What kind of power does that "magician" possess to make many mortals possess unique skills in such a short period of time, making them obey his will, like a human mind ordering his fingers?Patriarch Nawen has seen the most obedient slaves, but such slaves can only be used as tools, not craftsmen. He knows that every craftsman who comes here has his own personality. Lal wasn't particularly fond of them, and they carried out their duties with no reservations.The White Wolf and the Gray Wolf have said that they are paid by the sorcerer and Scar Nightmare, but it is not wealth that really motivates these people-if they refuse this duty and stay in the colony, In fact, they have nothing to lose, at least they are far better off than they are now.They are to teach the sorcerers who have given everything they have, for that one, not only them, more people are willing to do anything.

It was a belief that was too deep and unsettling, but Patriarch Nawen didn't have the time to speculate too much now. To face what Sacher and the magician brought to them now, they had exhausted all of them. Pretty much all the energy.

If you want to get the greatest benefits from Sasheer and humans, you must unite all the tribes. After that, Sasheer doesn't care how they distribute them.In the long winter before spring comes, the tribes must discuss a real covenant. No matter what the covenant will finally agree on, Kanlar must do a lot of things to ensure his status and interests in the alliance, while other tribes will never agree. Will not let them go at this time.Kanlar would definitely get the most out of it, so why couldn't the others demand a little concession from them?The three choices given by Sasheer, as long as one tribe is unwilling, can make everything come to naught. Even if the werewolves in Kanlar know that this is a means of provoking, it is difficult to feel resentful about it.

It was merely prodding Kanral to take the step they were bound to take.

On the third day after getting the detailed model, the Nawen patriarch knew that it could be disassembled.Taking those delicate and fragile roofs away, he can clearly overlook the interior rooms and corridors of the Santo's Mansion, as well as the houses on the street, but the inside of those houses is not much different, only some distinctions are made according to their functions. Of course, in From the perspective of Patriarch Navan and his people, this is already very fascinating. They imagined how desirable it would be if all these became real objects, and then they discovered that not only houses, but also the ground of streets can Lift it up, and you can see the pipeline and the cave for hiding soldiers underneath.

...it couldn't be better.

Kanlar convened the elders and warriors of the tribe to discuss it all day long, and the rest of the tribes were also fighting over it. Then one after another, some tribal leaders came to the Kanlar tribe again.The chief Nawen talked with each of them. The conversation was full of promises, coaxing and intimidation, and bargaining. Sometimes the results were successful, and some were not so successful. Occasionally, the sound of roaring and slapping the table could be heard. The quarrel was also a fight for interests. the proper method.In the end, Kanlar and the entire seven tribes reluctantly agreed to a covenant, and they were willing to choose a day to make an oath together.

There are still two tribes who are still in the future, and the envoys sent back their responses. One asked Patriarch Nawen to invite him personally, and the other stated that he did not believe in humans, nor did he want to trust Sasheer, and was willing to give up immediate interests.

—It couldn't be better than this, thought Chief Nawen.

One fine winter day, the battle began.

The air was cold, the sharp blade reflected the sunlight, the blood flowed and solidified on the metal surface, and was soon diluted by the new hot blood. The warriors laughed or laughed wildly, and rushed towards their opponents fiercely, harvesting stubborn heads one by one, while facing each other Due to the sudden and violent attack of the werewolves and their allies, it was too late to prepare enough defenses-in fact, the preparations could not really change anything-the tribe was like snow under the flames, quickly melting and evaporating.

The warriors did not kill too much. Amidst the cries of the tribe and the ashes scattered by the wind, they dragged out the tribe leader who asked the Nawen patriarch to come and invite him, and pressed them on the cold and wet mud.

Patriarch Nawen stood in front of everyone, lowered his head and asked him, "How many living sons do you have?"

The patriarch raised his bleeding face and looked at him. The expression on his face changed rapidly, from bewilderment, panic, to shaken and begging for mercy. above.

"Forget it." Patriarch Nawen straightened his waist.

The patriarch on the ground snorted, and suddenly got up and roared: "You Sachel's dog! You just want to sell us to Sachel as slaves! Your bullshit covenant—"

Three long knives penetrated his body at the same time, the blades were slowly drawn out, and the body fell to the ground.As the werewolf warrior wiped the blade of the chief's fur robe, the chief of Narwen spoke to his allies.

"Wouldn't it be easier to just turn them into slaves?"

"Slaves are not counted. This is the rule of Scar Nightmare and that human being." Nawen patriarch said, "They build cities for all tribesmen, and slaves are not counted as tribesmen. They want everyone, but they are very fussy."

"If they tell Sacher—"

Patriarch Nawen let out a contemptuous laugh.The patriarch also laughed along with him and stopped talking.

The wind blows across the wilderness, the snowflakes are wrapped in the wind, rolling like giant snakes in the wilderness, the trees are only limbs with teeth and claws, and the tribe is like a pile of silent stones under the gray sky.A young werewolf sits on a wooden beam, his hair ruffled by the cold wind, looking up at the chaotic thick clouds, a hammer in his hand.

"Hey."

Someone on the ground called him.

He lowered his head, "Why?"

"What are you looking at?" asked the girl standing below.

"I didn't see anything, just go away." The young werewolf said, "This is not the place for you. If something falls and hits you, I don't care."

"Where should I go then?" the girl asked. "You're driving us everywhere."

"We didn't drive you away. You are the daughter of the chief of the Kanlar clan. No one treats you like this." The young werewolf said.

"Really?" the girl said coldly, "Then who is staying at my house now?"

"That's none of my business," said the young werewolf.

"Come down, or I'll throw a stone at you," said the girl. "I hate talking to people with my neck raised like this."

After a while, the young werewolf reluctantly climbed down the ladder and stood some distance away from her. "Why do you keep coming to me? Do you know what people will say about you?"

"They say I want to marry you," said the girl.

"You know..."

"I just want to marry you," she said.

The young werewolf fell silent, staring at her.

She looked at him with an expression that didn't look like she was facing the future husband she had chosen.

"I don't want to marry you," said the young werewolf.

"Because I'm not pretty enough?" she asked, "or is there not enough dowry?"

"You're annoying," he said.

A moment of silence fell.

"As long as you marry me, I will never bother you again," she said.

The young werewolf clicked his tongue, "Just because I'm from Sashere? You don't really want me. No matter what you want from Sashere, you can find it yourself instead of spoiling me."

"Why do you always dislike me like this?" She looked at him a little angrily, "I like you, is this ruining you?"

"It doesn't mean you like someone just because you want to marry someone. You don't understand at all." The young werewolf said, "It's like even if you are beautiful and have a lot of dowry, that's not the reason for me to marry you."

"Is that what you all think?" she asked.

"what?"

"Whatever you do, it's because you want to, not because of what we can give you?" she asked.

The young Sasheer werewolf looked at her, blinked his eyes in confusion at first, and then looked at her in disbelief, "You just want to talk about the relationship between Sasheer and the two tribes of Kanlar, why go around in such a big circle Well?"

"It's not going around in circles, I don't understand you." She said, "Father said, you are trying to let us fight Lacerda for you, I don't believe it. It's just for this, you don't have to do this."

He frowned at her. Fortunately, he didn't say "Why do you want to know this, a woman?" What he said was: "You really want to know?"

She nodded.

"There's nothing to say, it's for us." The young werewolf said, raising his thumb and pointing at himself, "for 'us'."

The speed of the other tribe begging for mercy was astonishingly fast, and the news of the destruction of the tribe that dared to do bad things did not reach there in time, and they lost all the courage to resist just seeing the warriors gathered together.In fact, the truth that Patriarch Nawen learned later was that the tribe did not want to fight against anyone. The two cowards who survived the war spread fear to the hearts of their tribesmen, and then the actions of Sasheer and humans aggravated the situation. Without the power of fear, they may dare to take a peek at the people from the legendary land and the things they created in Kanlar, but if they want to face it directly, or even trade with each other, it will scare their courage.There is no need for Kanlar or others to specifically intimidate them. They are willing to stamp blood on any covenant. As long as people forget them after that, the great benefits will not shake their self-knowledge of their own weakness.

Patriarch Nawen felt a little bored when he dealt with the messenger who distorted the news with other intentions.Then Gray Wolf took the initiative to find him.

"The determination of the tribe is admirable, and we can start the next step." Gray Wolf said.

"Okay." Nawen Patriarch said.

Before Gray Wolf left, Patriarch Nawen asked a question, "What is Boss Han Ye doing now?"

Instead of the white wolf, it was this werewolf who came to Kanlar with the craftsmen. The Nawen patriarch was not surprised, but he stayed here and led the life of the Nawen patriarch. It is a bit confusing that the person who made the countless transactions is actually him, not the heir of Scar Nightmare.Patriarch Nawen didn't doubt the ability of this gray wolf, and even thought that he was more beneficial to him than the white wolf here. At least Patriarch Nawen didn't have to worry about filling his tribe with a little white Scar Nightmare day and night. install.The magic wolf is of course different from a white wolf that would be isolated or even abandoned elsewhere, but the relationship between these two werewolves and Sachel is the same now and in the future, not to mention that the latter is so young and capable, and has a very long future .

"Study," Gray Wolf said.

"'Study'?" The Navan patriarch was surprised. "Whose student is he?"

"A human, but not a 'magician'." Gray Wolf said, "We have no experience in building a city from scratch. Many things can only be known by personal experience. The wisdom of the magician is too profound. The same age The approach of the people there is more suitable for us.”

"Also a human..." the Nawen patriarch whispered.

The tribal leaders thought that after the alliance was made, the big thing was over, and the rest was just a leaf. Giving and giving back was a long process. They had a lot of time to argue with each other, but Sachel didn't seem to want to give them this little fun. .The gray wolf persuaded the patriarch of Kanlar to take the model he cherished like an eyeball to the meeting hall, and the leaders of the tribe immediately became excited. The distant vision became a real thing in front of them, and the benefits became within reach. It is impossible to wait for "the time" to fight again.Tacitly leaving the center to Kanlar, around this model, they began to compete for the territory that their tribe could dominate.

Gray Wolf interrupted them again.

"The nine tribes add up to fill half of the city." He rattled a few times, removed the outer perimeter of the square model, flipped up the wooden boards on the edge and fastened them again, and the city shrank by a small amount. big circle.

"All this land has to offer is water, earth, and woods. The distance is long, and many fragile materials have been brought in by road, at great cost, and above all, with the manpower your tribes are now willing to pay—" he said, "" We can only send one hundred craftsmen and twenty managers, and with these people alone, we may not be able to achieve our goal in ten years, and we must do our best just like this."

The chiefs frowned.

"We need every tribe to contribute to the city, someone to do the laborious but less thoughtful work of fetching earth, digging ditches, and felling logs, just like when our craftsmen built houses for Kanlar, those It is done by the benefited family, so that the craftsmen can use all their energy in the delicate places." Gray Wolf said, "This is a huge and great project, all buildings need foundations, and the people who help us The more there are, the faster the city will be built."

This did not convince others.

"We will give you at least one-third of the men as coolies, and the rest will feed the tribe. Spring is the breeding season, summer is the grazing season, and we have to save for the winter in autumn. Otherwise, who will give us food?" A leader said, "Without a man, there is no way to teach the offspring, and there is no one to protect the tribe. You have scraped more and more people from our tribe, and it is not a day or two. You don't know how many years you will enslave them—"

"Did you do it for our own sake?" Gray Wolf asked.

"But--"

Gray Wolf pointed to the table, "You don't have to have this."

The patriarch kept his mouth shut.

"Don't be stupid, you have taken advantage of this deal, Sachel doesn't have to do anything, we are short of manpower, but we don't have to do it, go from all directions, even from the sea, as long as we want, people are in this world What is your value for the most commodities?" Gray Wolf said sarcastically, "Or do you prefer that there is only one tribe left here?"

The fangs tore off the calm and cautious young man's face, and the gray wolf looked down on everyone, "Even your own homeland is stingy, and you are like hyenas only when you rob profits. What's the use of you even if you have a strong city?"