On the morning of the next day, the heads of all tribes in Xingluo arrived.
In addition to Zoran, there were eight clan leaders. As soon as the meeting began, everyone rushed to explain their opinions. That scene was comparable to a debate conference on Earth.
Due to the language barrier, everything the patriarchs said had to be translated by Ayina. During the first half hour of the meeting, Liu Mo remained silent and listened to everyone's opinions.
I didn’t know this before the meeting was held, but once it started, it suddenly became clear. The last time the Zhou Dynasty borrowed Dao Xingluo, Zhuolun was not to blame at all.
A conservative estimate is that at least half of the Xingluo clan chiefs said that it didn't matter who was the suzerain of Xingluo, whether it was the Zhou Dynasty or Daxia.
Liu Mo was upset when he heard the chirping.
Ayina is also complaining about this. "The vanguard of the Zhou Dynasty has invaded Xingluo. It's less than three days away from Yierle. It's really annoying that these people are still thinking about quarreling!"
Good guys, the vanguard has arrived?
A three-day journey, calculated based on the terrain of Xingluo, the marching speed is only a hundred miles away!
In the face of a formidable enemy, everyone doesn't want to unite and defeat the enemy, but they are still in the mood to argue here. It's so fucking annoying for no reason.
Suddenly, when a clan leader with one missing ear finished speaking, Ayina's expression changed.
"Ayina, what's wrong? What did he say?" Liu Mo asked uneasily.
"He...he said..." Ayina hesitated.
After the patriarch finished speaking, he looked at Liu Mo with evil intentions.
What do you want to do with this expression? Liu Mo seemed to have guessed something.
"Sir, this man suggests that Xingluo join the Zhou Dynasty and help them destroy Daxia!" Tang Die gave the answer directly.
Good guy, you have grown up, and you want to side with Zhou Dynasty in front of me?
Liu Mo subconsciously held his hand to the hilt of the sword, "I'll chop you up, you idiot!"
The next second, Ayina stretched out her hand and held him. "Brother Liu, no! This is our Xingluo Holy City..."
After this plan was proposed, King Xingluo's camp suddenly became noisy.
Liu Mo lost his patience. He took Ayina's hand and said to her: "Come with me and help me translate."
After saying that, he led Ayina to the middle, "Everyone, shut up!" he shouted sharply.
As soon as this statement came out, everyone could guess the content even if they didn't understand the language.
"This sentence does not need to be translated." Liu Mo reminded Ayina.
The one-eared patriarch immediately pointed at Liu Mo's nose and cursed.
"Tang Die, if this man is chattering, rip off his other ear!" Liu Mo roared in a low voice with murderous intent on his face.
The words were translated, and the man was so angry that he stamped his feet.
"Tang Die, do it!"
Liu Mo gave an order, and Tang Die appeared beside the man in a flash.
"Ah..." There was a scream, and everyone took a closer look, only to see that the clan leader, who was a head taller than Tang Die, was being grabbed by the ears and dragged to the ground.
"Brother Liu, you..." Ayina took Liu Mo's hand in surprise, "This is a holy city, you can't use swords against each other!"
"Don't worry, you won't break the rules!" Liu Mo spread his hands, "Tang Die was just picking out his earwax."
"Yes, Mr. Liu, it's such a big lump!" Tang Die said as he increased his strength, causing the man to scream in pain.
Everyone was shocked, because Tang Die's speed was so fast that no one could see her movements clearly, and the clan leader had already been subdued.
"Zhoron, is this your son-in-law? Using force in the sacred Ire?"
After Liu Mo listened to the translation, he smiled lightly and said, "Are your ears itchy too?"
After Ayina relayed the words, the person who raised the question suddenly lost his temper.
"Mo'er, tell her to stop, this is our Star Luo Holy City after all." Zhuo Lun spoke.
Liu Mo waved his hand, and Tang Die stopped immediately.
"I don't want to waste any more words. Do you want to watch the fire from the other side, or choose to side with the Zhou Dynasty and no one will interfere." Liu Mo continued, "But I have something to say today. After I finish dealing with the Zhou Dynasty's enemy forces, I will immediately assemble the Daxia cavalry. .
I will take you out of your home and hang you as an oathbreaker, I promise! "
One of the clan leaders heard the curse and threw a can of wine into the fire. He blew his beard and roared with eyes wide open.
Ayina translated it, and Liu Mo knew that the man said that he was just a young brat, and 80% of his urine was grass green. Someone stepped forward to dissuade him, but he pushed him to the ground. Then he kicked over the table and almost drew a knife to fight.
However, Liu Mo just called out Tang Die's name softly. The next second, the man fell onto his back.
"Zorun, look what this kid is doing? He has no right to interfere with our Xingluo affairs."
"That's right!"
Seeing this, Liu Mo smiled and said, "Ayina, yesterday you told me, does Xingluo hold a tribal meeting every three years?" He asked, "It's exactly three years this year!"
"Brother Liu, what do you think?" Ayina's heart trembled. "No, you can't!"
The tribal conference that Ayina mentioned is simply that each tribe sends one of its strongest warriors to fight in a duel without any loss of life, without wearing armor or weapons, relying entirely on their own bodies.
The final winning tribe will become the king of Star Luo and lead it.
Liu Mo knew that he would not be able to convince everyone simply by talking or relying on his three thousand cavalry.
And this clan meeting is the best opportunity.
What Ayina is worried about is that she has seen Liu Mo take action. Although he is "strong", without the help of armor and magic weapons, he will definitely not be able to defeat other Xingluo warriors.
When Liu Mo's words were translated to other tribe leaders, everyone burst out laughing.
In their eyes, the thin Liu Mo is just a scumbag, and he is so brazen that he wants to participate in the tribal meeting?
"Hey, Ayina, tell your pretty face that you can't wear armor or send your men."
"His attendant is very skilled, but it's a pity that he is a woman."
After listening to the translation, Liu Mo smiled faintly, "Isn't my identity enough? Ayina's husband, Zhuo Lun's son-in-law!"
"Boy, I advise you not to seek death yourself."
"Hmph, the warriors of my tribe will break one of your legs, haha. Ayina, you will become a widow with a husband!"
"Zorun, even if this kid is qualified, the time is not right. The conference will be held in May!"
Listening to their words, Zhuo Lun frowned, and then stood up suddenly, "I voluntarily give up the position of Star Luo King!" He announced, "According to the rules, if the Star Luo King is vacant, the tribal assembly can Held in advance!”
"Brother, are you crazy?" Huo Ayi yelled, "This kid can't possibly win. We have to wait for Ayina's brother to come back. He is the strongest warrior in our Star Luo!"
"If you say anything, you will throw water away." A clan leader laughed, "Zhorun, you can't break your promise!"
Zhuolun's face darkened, "I, Zhuolun, always stick to my word!" He said, "Now that we are facing a powerful enemy, I suggest that we hold a tribal meeting tomorrow."
"Haha, you said that!" Another clan leader laughed heartily, as if the position of the new king of Xingluo belonged to him.
Seeing this, Liu Mo grinned, a group of idiots. "Without further ado, don't wait for tomorrow, how about tonight?" he said loudly.
"What? Tonight?"
"Yes, just tonight!"
"Hahaha, Zoran, it was your son-in-law who suggested that we hold a tribal meeting tonight!"
"You've been fooled!" Liu Mo grinned.
