The sun rises and the moon sets, day and night change, and the days pass by in a hurry. The beasts in the jungle become crazy in hunger, and are later captured by hungrier hunters and turned into food in their bellies to satisfy their hungry desires.
The night is deep, bonfires are lit everywhere in the city, but the wind is full of silence. The warriors of the tribe were so hungry that they had no choice but to fall asleep early and try to eat enough in their dreams. In the center of the small town, Chief Chimali's tent stood, as well as a shield flag inherited from the clan, fluttering quietly in the night wind.
There were no guards outside the chief's tent tonight. Looking at the big tent in the distance, I saw a bright bonfire. The bonfire was on the tent, projecting two figures sitting opposite each other. The two people sitting opposite each other looked at each other in silence, and there was a deathly silence between them. Listening carefully, there is only the sound of the night wind pouring in from the ceiling, the crackle of the bonfire, and the inaudible sound of running water.
After a long time, a figure finally slowly knelt on the ground. Elder Malina had tears in his eyes and burst into tears.
"Brother, the tribe is in dire straits and has to make a choice!... The northern kingdom is extremely powerful, with tens of thousands of elite warriors, and they come with the determination to conquer. It is a force that the Tekos people cannot resist. Under the powerful In front of the kingdom, the Colima tribes in the west can only defend themselves. But they are also greedy and want to eat our wild beasts!..."
Speaking of this, Elder Malina became emotional. He stood up suddenly and growled lowly.
"Brother, the tribe lacks food. The soldiers feed on the tribesmen, and their military morale has long since dispersed. The red-haired barbarian is watching dozens of miles away, waiting for the day when the tribe falls. For the continuation of the tribe, for the inherited flag , we can only make a choice and surrender to the northern kingdom!... No matter how harsh their conditions are and how greedy their tribute is... As long as we are still allowed to live in the fertile basin and allow tribal autonomy, these conditions will It's all acceptable, and all the sacrifices will be worth it!..."
Elder Malina was very emotional and spoke for a long time. Chief Chimali remained silent. He just opened his eyes in silence, staring at his brother in front of him for a moment.
After a while, Elder Malina finished venting his anger. He sighed, took two steps forward, hugged Chief Chimali forcefully, and then gently stretched out his hand to close his brother's wide eyes.
"Brother, please don't look at me like this! I had to do it as a last resort! I'm just here to help you get out of a desperate situation for the sake of the tribe. When the Hand Snake City was burned down, your fate was already determined... For the continuation of the tribe, my ancestors will forgive me, my father will forgive me, and you will forgive me, right?..."
Elder Malina's voice gradually became lower and then became inaudible. Then, he let go of his embrace, took a step back, and quietly looked at his brother with closed eyes. After a moment, he suddenly reached out his hand and pulled out the dagger stuck in the opponent's heart!
The inaudible sound of running water suddenly became louder, like a flowing stream. Chief Chimali's body finally lost its balance and fell sideways to the ground. Under his body, a small pool of blood had accumulated. And all his vitality has long since flowed into the deep earth.
"Brother, I will take over as the chief of the Shield Tribe and surrender to the kingdom in the north. The wolves in the jungle cannot live without a leader. When the old wolf king dies, a new wolf king will be born!"
Elder Malina shed tears and smiled. There was both heartfelt sadness and unconcealable joy on his face.
"Brother, you can go with peace of mind. Your head will go to the north, show me what the northern kingdom looks like, and show me the king of the north. And I will inherit your legacy, hold back my savings, and wait. As the tribe prospers again, it also waits for new opportunities..."
Malina whispered to herself, waiting patiently in the tent, no longer looking at her dead brother.
At this point, there was only one figure left on the curtain of the big tent. And at some point, there were dozens of tribal warriors guarding the tent. Silence returned to the vicinity again, and even the sound of bleeding gradually stopped. It was not until a quarter of an hour later that several personal guards rushed outside the chief's tent with blood-stained short spears in their hands.
"Elder, we are back."
"How about it?"
"all the best."
"Okay! Come in and talk."
The leader of the personal guard carried a short spear, opened the tent, and walked into the tent. He glanced at the dead chief's body and lowered his head slightly, but there was no trace of sadness on his face.
The tribe is the jungle. A wolf king who cannot obtain prey or even loses his lair will lose all his majesty. And the wolf king who has lost his majesty is destined to be devoured by the wolves in the jungle!
"Elder, according to your order, the War Elder has died and everyone present has been silenced. Hundreds of War Guards have not noticed the change and are still guarding the west of the city."
"okay."
Malina nodded slightly, sadness appearing on his face again. The War Elder is his younger brother, very loyal to his brother, and in charge of hundreds of elite War Guards. After the chief's death, the war elders were his biggest threat, in all aspects.
"From now on, call me Chief."
Malina was silent for a moment and sighed. Then, all the emotions of sadness and joy disappeared from his face, leaving only deep indifference.
“Where is the hunting elder Toppan?
"Chief, Elder Toppan is also in action in the city. Before I came, I saw the firelight flashing in the camp of the people in the south of the city, and there were shouts of killing."
After hearing this, Malina stood up and listened. There were faint shouts of killing coming from the south.
There are about four thousand tribal warriors inside and outside Hand Snake City, and they actually belong to different tribal elders and leaders. The chief and the war elder control the elites of the 1,600 tribes. The hunting elder has four to five hundred tribal hunters, but he only has more than a hundred ordinary warriors in his hands. As for the remaining one or two thousand people, they are scattered in the hands of ordinary elders and leaders, and they live in the safest south of the city.
"Send a few people and summon the chief's guard in the north of the city! Ask them to abandon the defense in the north of the city and come to the chief's tent as soon as possible to guard it. Then send an envoy... No, go and ask Elder Toppan to come over in person!"
"Okay, I'll go to the south of the city myself right now!"
The guard leader nodded and was about to leave the tent immediately.
"Wait a moment."
Malina thought for a moment and whispered.
"If Toppan doesn't come, just tell him that the chief escaped with serious injuries and is missing. Tell him to come over quickly to discuss!"
The guard leader was startled and looked at Malina.
"Chief? We want..."
Malina nodded, murderous intent appearing on his face.
"Tell the chief guards that Elder Toppan killed the chief and the war elder. I lost my elder brother and younger brother... I will cut off Toppan's head to avenge my noble relatives!"
"I see!"
The leader of the bodyguard understood clearly and bowed his head in salute. The chief still needs to lead the tribe, so someone needs to bear the responsibility for tonight's crime. Elder Toppan is the most suitable candidate and a new threat.
"go quickly!"
"As you command!"
The leader of the personal guard opened the big tent and arranged for several envoys to go to the closer north of the city, while he himself went to the farther south of the city. Malina sat cross-legged in the tent and waited again. He suppressed his inexplicable excitement and mania, looked at the dead Chief Chimali, and murmured.
"Brother, your soul must not have flown far yet. I am your biological brother. Between Toppan and me, you must protect me!..."
"Swish swish!"
Not long after, Malina's ears suddenly heard the whistling of bone arrows. Then, a familiar howl sounded, which was the voice of the guards outside.
"what happened!"
Malina suddenly changed color. He quickly put on the chief's leather armor and picked up the sharp bronze spear. These leather armors and bronze spears were supported by the Palm Family’s previous trade.
"Swish swish!"
Another fierce rain of arrows came, and several of them were shot into the tent! Then there were hundreds of people shouting fiercely, shaking the entire city of Hand Snake.
"Malina assassinates the chief! Elder Toppan leads his people to quell the rebellion!"
"Malina assassinates the chief! Elder Toppan leads people to quell the chaos!!"
Malina turned pale when she heard the shouting. He strode out of the tent, only to see dozens of guards lying dead on the ground. The remaining ten or twenty people were guarding the tent, fighting with hundreds of tribal hunters. The burly elder Toppan held a bow and arrow in his hand, with a head still dripping blood tied around his waist. Malina opened her eyes wide and took a closer look at his face, but it turned out to be the leader of the personal guards who had left not long ago.
"Toppan?!...You, you despicable old wolf!..."
"Whoosh!"
A sharp bone arrow that had been waiting for a long time accurately struck Malina's throat. Then, the bone arrow stagnated slightly, and then with a "pop" sound, it penetrated completely!
"Ho ho..."
Malina stretched out a hand with difficulty and pointed at the familiar person. He roared "ho ho" but couldn't say any words.
"Whoosh!"
After a few breaths, another bone arrow struck, hitting Malina in the eye. The sharp arrow of obsidian pierced the eyeball and penetrated into the head!
"ah!"
Malina finally spoke, tearing her throat and letting out a high-pitched scream. Then, he shook, then fell to the ground with a bang, his head tilted, and he became motionless. And his intact eye was still wide open unwillingly.
The brutal fighting in front of the big tent lasted only for a moment and then ended abruptly. Elder Toppan slowly put away the bow and arrows in his hands, with a victor's smile on his face. He walked to Malina unhurriedly, squatted down slowly, smiled and whispered.
"Dear Elder Malina, thank you! Thank you for killing the chief and the war elder for the sake of the tribe. And I killed you to avenge them, and I should become the next chief..."
"...From now on, I will become a hereditary noble of the kingdom and be entrusted in the Hand Snake Basin! I will lead the tribes in the Coalcoman Mountains to be loyal to the more respected king, guard the borders for him, gather the southern tribesmen, and become The new wolf king in the mountains and forests... I will remain loyal until the tribe is strong enough, or the kingdom becomes weak! Haha!"
Toppan laughed and reached out his hand, closing Malina's eyes tenderly.
"And now, please take your head to accompany the chief and show me what the northern kingdom looks like, and also show me the king of the north!"
After saying that, Toppan stood up happily, looked towards the north of the city where the fire was flashing, and gave instructions to the guards on his left and right.
"Send an envoy to stop the chief's guard heading south! Tell them that Malina assassinated the chief and the war elders, conspired to launch a rebellion, and betrayed the tribe. He has been executed by me! And before the chief died, he passed on his position to me. From tonight on, I am the new chief, and they are my guards! All the leaders in the south of the city can vouch for me. If they don’t believe it, they can also send people to the big account to check!"
"As you command, Chief!"
"Tell them again that as long as I succeed as chief, the northern kingdom will cease war with the tribe and send food for support!"
"As you command, Chief!"
"Ha ha!"
Hearing the title of chief, Toppan laughed. He looked at the slightly bright sky and said with satisfaction,
"After enduring this for a long time, the sky finally breaks! Haha!"
The sky was dim and bright, and the sound of neat marching could be heard in the mountains and forests. The rising sun fell outside Hand Snake City, illuminating the miles of mountain roads and the three thousand Guakili warriors running rapidly along the mountain roads. Behind the three thousand loose canine legions were more spear militiamen. The militiamen each carried shining bronze spears and wore white leggings, and marched towards Hand Snake City quickly and orderly.
Cocker the Red Frog wore leather armor, carried a long bow on his back, and held a bronze spear. He led the march at the forefront of the dog-born battle group.
Last night, the fire in Hand Snake City was bright all night long, and the fierce sound of fighting could be heard for miles. Captain Ezpan of the Second Lance Corps immediately issued an order for the Red Frogs to quickly march south, with the Lance Corps following closely behind. According to Captain Ezpan, a breakthrough was achieved in the negotiations in Hand Snake City, and the Tekos people's insiders have launched a rebellion and surrendered to the kingdom as agreed!
Thinking of this, Koka the Red Frog raised his head and looked forward. The gray-black Hand Snake City, with traces of burning, has appeared in front of Legion. The low city wall was stained with fresh red, and the newly built gate was opened.
A burly middle-aged noble chief was waiting outside the city gate with hundreds of hunters. He has short hair and blue and green lines on his face, which represent his illustrious military exploits. His arms were carved with animal tattoos and stained with unwashed blood.
Seeing the red-haired barbarian running towards him, a smile appeared on the middle-aged noble chief's face. The situation in the city has not yet been completely calmed down. Hundreds of the war elders' elites refuse to recognize his chieftainship and support another warrior leader of the Chimali family. Now, he needs the support of the Northern Kingdom to subdue the tribes without bloodshed!
The gate of Hand Snake City is open, but the city is still in turmoil. Seeing this, Cocker the Red Frog also smiled. He looked at the middle-aged noble chief and speculated in his mind.
"Is this the winner of the civil strife among the Tekos people? What is his name..."
Red Frog Coca looked at the familiar face of the other party, but couldn't remember it. After a few breaths, he shook his head needlessly.
"Forget it, none of this matters. As long as the Death Chief can remember it, that's fine!"
Thinking of this, with a smile on his face, he faced the middle-aged noble chief who also smiled, and tightened his grip on the bronze spear in his hand.
The long wind blows through the chaotic city of Hand Snake, and also blows through the silent jungle outside the city. The Tekos people were short of food and hunted day and night, eating up the wild beasts in the jungle.
The old hunter, weakened and driven mad by hunger, became the new beast. Then, as agreed, the new hunter came to the jungle with a smile. He has been waiting patiently for a long time, and with his long bow and bronze spear, he completes the final hunt!
