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Chapter Eighteen, The Bandit

The two leaders, Crow and Bagan, and even Lott, looked at Covennas with some confusion.

They didn't understand what this young chief meant in his words?

"Everyone, what is the tribe missing now?" Covennas saw the three of them staring at him, obviously not understanding his words.

However, he did not explain immediately, but glanced at the three of them and asked.

What does a tribe lack?

The three of them were stunned at the same time. Do you still need to ask?

There is a shortage of food!

"What does Chief mean?" Lott realized that his nephew was not groundless and asked the kind of nonsense that had no connection.

"We want to attack the Eva Tribe?"

As soon as Lott finished speaking, the two commanders Crow and Bagen looked at Lott, but in an instant, they thought of something and then looked at Covennas again.

Covennas glanced at his second uncle. His second uncle was not a simple person, he had certain insights and wisdom.

"You are right, but our tribe is not only short of food, but also people and labor."

"I didn't plan to stop the tribe's land reclamation plan. I didn't plan to stop the expansion of the beast pen. I even had many plans to develop tribes, but there was no way. The Silver Berry Tribe was just a small tribe with more than 2,000 werewolfs and was seriously lacking in labor."

“As a tribe with the opportunity to become powerful, it is not necessary to lack people.”

"So, since there is a shortage of people, then the tribe will go out and grab people!"

After hearing this, the three of them were a little confused.

Is this going to take the initiative to start a war?

"Sir, the tribe is short of food now, and now the war is taking the initiative. Is it wrong to have the right time?" Lott looked at his nephew, feeling that his nephew's thoughts were becoming more and more outrageous.

The Eiwa tribe is ready to join forces with other tribes to invade. The Silver Berry tribe should find a way to deal with it, but his nephew wants to annex other tribes instead.

He really felt a little nonsense.

"And, even if we annex other tribes, it will only intensify the food crisis of the Silver Berry Tribe." Lott shook his head, obviously he was opposed to this matter.

Although Crow and Bagen were the commanders of the army and fighting was of course good, they also believed that this was not a good time to annex other tribes.

On the contrary, just block the tribes' joint invasion.

"It is precisely because the tribes are not having a good time now that we have to take the opportunity to annex some small tribes and strengthen the Silver Berry Tribe's strength."

Seeing that his nephew was not listening to advice, Lot asked straightforwardly: "Where is the grain? How can we support other tribes after annexing them?"

"Food is really a headache, so while I plan to annex other tribes, I am going to form a band of robbers." Covennas thought for a while.

"Bandits?"

The three of them were stunned again. What is this operation?

"The tribe cannot get money from the inside for the time being, so from the outside, there are countless businessmen camps on the wasteland. The merchants walking on the wasteland every day have more hairs."

"Who is the richest in the wasteland? Of course, it is those merchants. If that's the case, then form a robber group to rob them." Covennas spoke incredibly.

The three of Crow and Lot were shocked and confused.

On the wasteland, what is the most hateful thing is naturally a band of robbers. They are like wandering hyenas, whether they are free merchants walking on the wasteland or tribal merchants, they all hate them to the core.

My chief, even though he wanted to form a band of robbers that everyone shouted and beat.

If this is known by other tribes or nearby merchant camps, the Silver Berry Tribe may be wiped out in an instant.

Once the bandits on the wasteland are discovered, they may quickly attract caravan guards formed by countless merchants or professional mercenaries to siege.

"Sir, you must never form a bandit group, as that will only bring disaster to the tribe." Lott looked at his nephew, Covennas, with a serious expression.

"Why can't it be formed?"

"I know the danger that the robbers will bring, but the robbers must be formed. The tribe has worked hard for a year and only saved dozens of gold coins. However, once the robbers robbed, it may be worth more than ten times."

"But don't worry, I understand the harm of the robbers, so the robbers will disconnect all contacts from the tribe. The only connection is when they send gold coins." Covennas said firmly.

He also thought about the robber group for a long time.

The tribe is really short of money now, but relying on the tribe's tiny source of money alone, nothing can be done.

As the saying goes, a horse cannot be fat without night grass, and a person cannot make money without windfall.

Isn’t it a good strategy to form a bandit group, suck blood from outside, and support the tribe?

Seeing that the second uncle Lott wanted to speak, Covennas waved his hand quickly: "You don't have to worry about the robber group, but I only told you three of you about this matter. I don't want the fourth person to know about it."

"yes!"

Lott was a little helpless, it seemed that his nephew had already decided.

"Sir, since you have decided to annex other small tribes, then leave this matter to me and Bagen to take charge." Crow knew that once Covennas decided, no one could persuade him. Since that was the case, then he, as the commander, should show his strength, so he quickly said respectfully.

"Are you sure?" Covennas asked.

"Sir, I personally think that it is not easy for the Alliance of the Gawa Tribe to attack our division this time."

"First of all, the Yuwa tribe has weak strength, and now it is a time of severe famine. Why is the other party taking such a huge risk to attack our tribe?"

"If I were the chief of the Iwa tribe, I would never take the risk of doing this."

"So, I think it was someone who used something to promote this alliance and forced these small tribes to take a risk."

Covennas listened to Crow's words and pondered for a moment: "What you said makes sense."

"Since you already have an idea, then the annexation or disintegration of this tribal alliance will be left to you."

"Yes, I will definitely give the Chief a satisfactory answer." Crow was immediately excited when he saw the young Chief agreeing.

Lott frowned and looked at Crow.

He knew that this commander had completely become a loyal lackey of his nephew and was in a hurry to show off.

He was a little confused now because his nephew's two decisions were more terrifying than the other. It would be better if he succeeded. If he failed, the entire tribe would have to finish it.

"Sir, since it's okay, I'll say goodbye first!" Lott stood up and said.

"oh!"

"Uncle Second, please leave first if you have something to do!"

"The two leaders stay for a while, and I still have some things to discuss with you."

"yes!"

………

Lott walked out of the parliament hall and felt a little sad. When his elder brother was there, nine out of ten things made him nod.

Now that times have changed, this nephew is completely a dictator, and even he is suppressed and breathless.
Chapter completed!
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