The night was deep, and there were faint sounds from the mountains, like the rustling of the forest in the long wind.
Amosi looked anxious. It was related to the survival of the tribe, so he had to ask clearly. He grabbed Iwekan's arm.
"Don't change the subject! Iwekan, Red Fox Chief will definitely inform you red-haired warriors of what plans he has planned. We have been friends for so many years, you must tell me!"
"Ouch! Not all the red-haired warriors know about Amosi...the chief's arrangements..."
Iwekan looked troubled and hesitated.
"Sure enough, there is another plan! What is it? Is the Red Fox Tribe going to withdraw its troops?"
Amosi's expression changed, but he didn't let his friend go and kept asking questions.
"Ouch! I promised the chief not to say..."
"Iweikan, are you going to watch me and Alan die? Tell me, and I promise not to tell!"
"No! All the elite red-haired people will be drafted and taken away...Ouch! Okay, don't pull my collar, I said..."
Ivican sighed helplessly and drank the water and wine in one gulp. This meal was really not worth it. Then, the young red-haired warrior wiped his mouth and looked at his friend.
"In the meeting of the three tribes, Chief Otua personally agreed that the Red Frog tribe would take over for a few days, and then the Red Fox tribe would take over. The three major tribes plus their vassals would take turns to go to the front camp at the mouth of the valley to fight. If you don’t suffer a loss, the person responsible for taking over will guard the rear camp.”
"There will probably be a unified order tomorrow. In order to resist the brutal Cactus tribe, all the red-haired warriors from the ordinary tribes will be recruited and unified into the three major tribes to obey orders! Half of the soldiers from the other tribes will be sent to the front line first, and more will be drawn when the war is tight... .As compensation, the young men of ordinary tribes can receive a share of grain from the three major tribes on a regular basis."
"Ah! These orders..."
Hearing this, Amosi clenched his hands and his eyes widened. Taking advantage of the Cactus tribe's army to press the territory, the three major Guakili tribes actually began to integrate the vassal tribes in their hands, gradually taking the warriors and men of the ordinary tribes into their hands. This kind of conscription is close to annexation and is not in line with the tradition of the wilderness. However, faced with the current situation, ordinary tribes simply could not refuse.
Amosi thought hard about the situation. There was concern and confusion in his eyes. The older red-haired warrior muttered to himself, his voice getting louder.
"We avoided the cold wave and walked out of the wilderness of Colavea. It has been less than a year, but everything seems to have changed! The road was full of hunger, cold and fighting. Countless ordinary tribes perished. The red The flag fell into the mud. The traditions of the wasteland are no longer observed, but the large tribes are getting stronger and richer! You have absorbed more and more Dingkou and mastered more and more warriors. You have occupied This vast and fertile land has never been seen before, and it also has Otomi slaves and city-states! Now, you still want to annex us all!"
"Ouch! Amosi, what are you complaining about?! Along the way, we encountered cold, hunger, thirst, the difficult Otomi people, and the ferocious Aztecs... In order to defeat these Difficulties, we can only hug together to keep warm! This is the choice of the wilderness!"
"The choice of the wilderness... is the cactus in the rainy season. It does not care about the perseverance in the dry season, but only seeks the flowers to bloom. All tribes are children of the wilderness, and they can also wait for the day when the flowers bloom! As long as they can in time Catch the rain..."
The old chief's teachings came to Amosi's mind. His eyes became bright, as if they were instantly ignited with flames, and he saw the light flashing in the distance. After a while, as if nothing had changed, he grabbed Iweikan again.
"Iwekan, you haven't finished speaking yet! These orders will be issued soon, and everyone will know about it. What does Chief Red Fox tell you that you are not allowed to say?"
"Ouch!...Amosi, don't tell anyone else!"
Iwekan shook the fist-sized piece of venison in his hand and felt it weighed dozens of kilograms. He gritted his teeth and glared at his friend's face.
"Chief Otua asked us to be prepared! As long as the main force of the Red Frog Tribe goes to the front line and gets out of the northwest valley entrance where they are entrenched, the Red Fox Tribe will have no obstacles to evacuating and may leave at any time! The reinforcements of the Cactus Tribe are heading north. On the way, we must get out of the dangerous valley before they block the northwest valley entrance. Chief Red Fox has selected a follow-up camp and sent a team of soldiers to prepare. The camp is located about two hundred miles northwest of the valley. A hilly land with water!”
"What? Sure enough, the chief guessed it! Iwekan, what about the tens of thousands of canine tribes here?"
Amosi was shocked and stared in the past.
"The Dog Tribe... In the past few days, the Red Fox Tribe will recruit a large number of warriors from the vassal tribes. Some ordinary warriors will be sent to the back camp to reassure Chief Red Frog. As for the elite red-haired and senior warriors, they will be sent to the back camp. The tribe took him away!"
"Ouch! The chief said that the tribe's food can only support eight thousand men, so they don't want the old, weak, women and children, nor the men who can't fight. The chief also said that the Aztecs will not stay in the north for too long. As long as we have eight thousand warriors in hand, everyone will continue to go south next year to rob the Otomi people!"
After saying that, Iwekan grabbed his friend's arm with his backhand and showed sincerity.
"Amosi, I have told you all the chief's arrangements! Come on, go back quickly, dye Alan's hair red, and then take her with you to accept the recruitment of the Red Fox Tribe! In this cruel and chaotic Northland In the wasteland, only strong tribes can survive and control everything! Your little broken tribe cannot last for long... Ouch! Amosi, with your wisdom and martial arts, as long as you join the Red Fox tribe, you will definitely be able to do it A centurion!”
Hearing this, Amosi was distraught. He looked into his friend's eyes and didn't know what to say. But it is absolutely impossible for him to leave the Red Crow tribe where he grew up and abandon the old chief who treats him like his own son. While he was hesitating, his ears suddenly twitched slightly.
"Iweikan, I seem to have heard something too? Hey, it's like the rustling of leaves, and it's getting closer and closer to us... This is...!"
The two senior scouts looked at each other and saw the disbelief in their eyes. They immediately knelt down and slowly moved towards the direction of the sound along the shadow of the ridge.
In the deep darkness of the night, large groups of shadows were moving toward the east, and the sound of trampling branches could be heard from time to time. The faint moonlight fell on the edge of the moving shadow, illuminating many vague figures and large expanses of fleeting gray and blue.
"Ouch! Gray and blue, walking at night without a torch, this is..."
Iwekan was about to shout, but Amosi covered his mouth. The two red-haired warriors approached quietly and then moved away silently. The sound of footsteps became distant, followed by Amosi's voice close to his ear.
"Iweikan, it's an Otomi native dog! If you can walk on the mountain road at night, you must be a local Parmus warrior! Judging from the direction of their march, they are heading to the Taniguchi camp in the east... Go back and report to Chief Red Fox , I’ll follow them here!”
"Well, they are walking very slowly, and it will take some time to reach the entrance of the valley. The fighting in the dark night is extremely chaotic, and it is difficult for the cactus tribe outside the entrance of the valley to respond. I guess they will wait until it gets light before launching a surprise attack! After you meet the chief, first Have people go to the east to inform the front and rear camps and prepare for defense. Then, you bring the soldiers of the Red Fox tribe over, wait until dawn, and then attack the Otomi people together!"
"Okay, Iwekan, you have really thought it through, I will do as you say! Ouch! I will tell the chief that this was all your idea. Let us share the credit together!"
Iwekan lowered his voice and nodded excitedly like a hound. He turned quickly and walked away, still holding the venison Amosi had given him in his arms.
"Aw! This meal is quite a bargain!"
The moon was hidden and the stars were sparse, and the deep darkness covered everything. The mountains were covered with calm night, and there was only a faint flickering of firelight in the valley. Soon, the cold crescent moon set from the west, and the faint morning light lit up in the east. Dawn is coming, turning the blood from darkness to bright red.
The noble Iko looked at the dim light in the east, and the hope of success ignited in his heart. He stared at the familiar valley. The back village at the entrance of the valley is made of wood and stones, surrounded by a simple fence. A red frog flag flutters on the watchtower of Houzhai. There was no one on the tower at this time, and he seemed defenseless.
Seeing this scene, a rare courage surged in Iko's chest. he shouted.
"Brave warriors of Parmus! Charge forward, kill the despicable canine native dogs, and take back our fiefdom and farmland!"
"Roar! Kill the canine!"
The remaining four hundred or so Parmus warriors shouted together. Even though they were familiar with the mountain road, dozens of people were left behind along the way. However, at this moment, victory seems to be just around the corner! Iko was the first to raise his war stick and rush towards the camp, followed by four hundred warriors.
"Drip!... Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
With a sudden and shrill bone whistle, hundreds of red-haired warriors suddenly popped up from all over the camp, opened their hunting bows towards the charging Otomi warriors, and fired sharp bone arrows!
"Ah! Ah..."
Iko suddenly let out a scream. A bone arrow hit his head and face, then a second one, and then a third one. The middle-aged nobleman relied on his inertia to take two more steps, and then fell to the ground of his hometown with a "thud". Soon, the screams stopped abruptly, leaving no last words.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
The second round of arrow rain came oncoming, dozens of Parmus warriors screamed and fell to the ground, and the remaining warriors were also in chaos. Hundreds of ordinary tribal warriors, wielding stone hammers and spears, rushed out from deeper inside the camp. In the forest behind, a red fox flag suddenly stood up, and thousands of ambush canine warriors attacked from all sides!
Coca, wearing a wolf robe, stood at the highest point of the camp. He looked at the hunting-like scene in front of him and grinned.
"Haha! It seems that the cactus tribe that is good at fighting is nothing more than this!"
A few miles away, the black wolf Toltec, wearing bronze armor, lowered his eyes and waited at the mouth of the valley himself. Behind him were two thousand assault troops who were ready. Suddenly, the Guakili people's bone trumpets sounded in the valley ahead, and the sound of fierce fighting came in the distance!
The black wolf suddenly opened his eyes, revealing the ferocious eyes of a beast. Then, he waved the flag in his hand and roared with all his strength.
"The temple crossbowmen camp, close within a hundred steps, shoot non-stop, suppress the camp! The vanguard throwing camp, a group of a hundred people, ignite the divine power ball a hundred steps away, throw and charge!"
"Hoar, the Pioneer Battalion attacks! If you don't capture the Canine Camp, you will die there!"
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