Hearing that the flag of the visitor had the Gray Goose mark, Kansa knew that Gray Goose was asking him for reinforcements, but this had nothing to do with him. He had not participated in Gray Goose's attack from the beginning.
The reason is simple. The most important divine pillar in his tribe needs to rely on a large number of human demon possessor slaves to assist in transporting it during the tribe's migration. For this reason, he even purchased a huge carriage, which can transport the tall pillar. The divine pillar stands for transportation, but the transportation process requires the assistance of many demon-supporters.
If you hope to control the demon-lovers in the camp, you need to maintain more barbarian cavalry in the tribe, and leaving more cavalry requires more woolly sheep and more demon-free people, because of the large scale of the camp. More frequent migrations are needed.
As a result, the entire tribe had to maintain a fairly large scale around the sacred tree, and his cavalry was completely locked around the tribe.
If Lant really knew the secret of the Eagle Tribe, then Lant might adopt a completely different approach.
Of course, he did not join Gray Goose in going south, and it was not entirely because the Eagle Tribe could not spare any cavalry to "buy in". When the leader of Gray Goose informed him that he was planning to go south to seize Lot territory and Galloping Horse Barony, Kansa felt that Gray Goose was going nowhere. Back.
As a rare priest among the barbarians, he knows the power of magic better than the leader of Gray Goose. He knows that all the advantages of the barbarians on the plains are only caused by the turbulence of magic. Once the environmental advantage is removed, the muscles of the barbarians cannot defeat it at all. Magic pattern weapon.
The outpouring of the Gray Goose Tribe will only benefit the lower-level tribes in the plains, such as the Eagle and the Wandering Badger. What the Eagle Tribe has to do is wait until it snows to accommodate other small tribes that cannot survive.
But now good news is spreading from the front, and the prestige of the Gray Goose tribe is at its peak. As the leader of the alliance on the plains, both the messenger and the Eagle Priest need to meet each other.
When the team of the Gray Goose Envoy was about to arrive at the Eagle Camp, it was already almost dusk and still a few hundred meters away. The envoy saw the battle priest already waiting at the door, wearing that very exaggerated leather armor covered with feathers. The priest wears an eagle-head mask and a huge crown on his head.
The Gray Goose envoy knew that this was the battle priest who had known of his arrival for a long time and had specially waited at the entrance of the camp. This not only welcomed them, but also told him and his cavalry that they were not allowed to enter.
The Eagle Combat Priest is a very special existence in the alliance. All barbarians know the orc heritage of the Eagle Tribe, and all barbarians are afraid of this mysterious priest who can communicate with the Eagle God.
The messenger did not dare to hold the throne in front of the priest, so he led the people to dismount 50 meters away, ran to the priest and knelt down in front of him.
He reported the information on the front of the Gray Goose Tribe, and then routinely invited the Eagle Tribe to send troops to support them.
"Haha, I originally thought that the head goose knew what he was doing, but it seems I overestimated him." The leader of the gray goose was called the head goose. The priest's words made the messengers confused. They only knew that their tribe's victory was in sight. , did not understand why the priests belittled their leader so much.
"Master Eagle Priest, you..."
"I won't go, and I suggest you don't go back either." After saying that, the eagle walked back to his camp, leaving only a reply, "If you want to stay, my tribe can accept you."
Naturally, the Gray Goose envoys would not stay, and the Eagle Tribe was not prepared to let them rest, so they could only ride northward in frustration.
Kansa, who returned to the tent, was a little depressed because his four attendants had already finished feeding the eagles and falcons and were standing by his side. He could not show his sweaty appearance to others now. "This Gray Goose is really ungrateful. You all go out, I want to communicate with the Eagle God alone!" After saying that, he knelt down on the bed and raised his hands upward, as if he was about to communicate with the gods.
"Yes" Several attendants quickly left the tent, leaving Kansa alone inside.
Kansa heard the sound of a few girls going out, lowered his head to confirm, and then breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly took off his leather jacket and mask. It was not so hot in the afternoon, but he still sweated a lot in his leather jacket and needed to be baked first. Once baked, the sweat will be dried.
Kansa put some cooked meat into his mouth to replenish his strength. Although the Gray Goose was bound to fail, their current attack was very meaningful. On the one hand, it provided the Eagle Tribe with space on the prairie, and on the other hand, it could test The true attitude and bottom line of the human race towards the development of the barbarians.
Let the gray goose die and let his eagle spread its wings. Thinking of this, Kansa couldn't help but feel happy. He put on the really useful Mage's Eye mask and prepared to lie down and take a rest.
However, after putting it on, he was stunned. The Gray Goose Messenger Cavalry just moved north and was about to be far away from his sight, but there was a new cavalry coming from the west. This cavalry was more numerous than the previous messenger cavalry. Many of them also carried Gray Goose flags.
Two teams of Gray Goose cavalry messengers? It's really annoying. Why don't they come together?
The Gray Goose messengers that Knight Kansa encountered today were not the first wave recently. Gray Goose sent 4 or 5 cavalry teams from the south. Each team had only 5 or 6 people when they set off. They encountered some small and medium-sized The tribe will send some cavalry to follow these envoys directly, so the number of people in each cavalry team is different.
Kansa guessed that this newly arrived team of messengers had gathered together from several nearby tribes. It may have been separated from the previous team for some reason and did not merge together, but they were all heading north.
Unfortunately, he had just taken off his "work clothes" and his almost soaked leather armor hadn't dried yet, so he had to put it back on again and continue to show off his tricks to dispatch the new batch of Gray Goose messengers.
The barbarian demon wielders in the Eagle camp were called out again. This time the battle priest was a little angry. In recent days, he had to send away the messengers of the Gray Goose tribe again and again. Every time he faced outsiders, he had to "re-" After dressing up, he had to go back and take care of it again. The most important thing was that the leather jacket was so heavy that he had to rely on himself to put it on and take it off every time.
In order to show the power of the eagle eye of his Eagle Fighting Priest, he had to greet him in person. To do this, he had to call on the entire camp's barbarian demon worshipers to accompany him, so that these barbarians could see his control over the surroundings of the camp. You have to declare your magic to outsiders, and you have to maintain your image in front of your subordinates.
The Gray Goose priest who walked towards the gate of the camp kept complaining in his mind, "I, a dignified messenger of the Eagle God, actually have to guard the gate of the camp like a gatekeeper of the human race."
Kansa thought about his situation, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He yelled, "Please give me some energy and let those gray geese know how to respect the eagle!"
"yes"
The cavalry on the opposite side finally appeared in front of him, and the Eagle Priest showed his best condition, preparing to welcome dozens of people to kneel to him.
However, two minutes later, the priest was stunned for the second time. The Gray Goose Messenger, who usually dismounted and ran over when he was almost 100 meters away, not only did not dismount, but did not even slow down.
