Chapter 42 Fat Sheep

"Do you want to know about the Lord of Blood Tooth?" Asovin probably noticed the change in Ashrufate's expression. "Although I don't know why you want to know, if you are not in a hurry to leave the tribe, you will have a chance to get news about this."

"Ah..." Ashu Rufat answered immediately. "What kind of opportunity?"

"Do you know the speechless panic tribe?" Asuwen asked.

"I know, it's the place where I accompanied Claire to buy salt last time." Ashu Rufate now knows the naming rules of the Chaos Tribe. Small tribes like Asovin usually have no names - meaning that they are named after the leader. If the leader changes, the name will also be changed. However, those large tribes usually have a fixed name.

The Speechless Panic Tribe is the official name that occupies the Yanchi Tribe and believes in the Tsengchi Tribe. Due to the information provided by Ashrufate before, Asowen now knows that the Speechless Panic Tribe was weakened by sending a large number of troops to participate in the invasion of Grooney, and suffered huge losses in strength. The loss is so amazing that they are no longer worthy of the identity of the owner of the Yanchi. In addition to the information obtained from other channels, the decision to move here to standby.

"You know, there is a... trade center." Perhaps to avoid hindering the wound, Asovin said at a very slow pace. "There are a large area of ​​nearby relying on the salt produced there.

Ashu Rufa nodded, he had realized what Asovin wanted to say.

"If you want news about the Lord of Blood Tooth, you should get it there," said Asovin. "As long as you have a way to get to that tribe. However," he deliberately emphasized the word. "A lonely traveler may be difficult to do."

...

Gander threw a large piece of armor—or once a piece of armor—into the carriage. It was the last cargo. He looked around the carriage and then jumped to the first carriage.

"Okay, this will remove all the extra things in the tribe." He laughed at Flint in the second car. Although Flint is a newly promoted Divine Selected Warrior, Gander, as a senior scout, doesn't care much about him. To be honest, for this tribe, Gander's meaning is even more important than Flint. The entire tribe was able to preserve it at the beginning, not the combat power of the Divine Selected Warrior, but the contribution of Gander and other scouts of the raider.

Unlike the last time, a small team of three people, there were four cars this time, and ten people set out to participate in the trade of the speechless panic tribe. There are two main purposes: one is to buy more salt. Due to the increase in population and the need to pickle salt, the consumption of salt in the tribe is much greater than expected. In addition, considering that in the event of a chaotic war breaking out (no one knows how long the melee will last), the supply of salt may be cut off, so accumulating a little more is right or wrong.

The second is to understand the situation of the speechless panic tribe on the spot. As mentioned earlier, through some channels (mainly the information obtained from the "fore" wandering the hunter tribe), Asowen has discovered that in order to compete for control of the Yanchi, a big war is inevitable. It is precisely in order to take advantage of the situation that Asowen decided to migrate the entire tribe here to wait for opportunities. However, if you want to take advantage of the situation of the troubled waters, just waiting is not enough, and intelligence is also needed. Excellent scouts in the tribe are important, but it is also important to understand the situation of the "target" at a close distance.

For this adventure-like trade, the tribe really paid off. The trick of pretending to be a witch was not suitable for the second time (that time was indeed a choice, and had to take risks when there was no choice). In order to form a disguise effect like "the team that came to trade in the large tribe", all the excess spoils obtained by attacking the Wandering Hunter Tribe were loaded into the car. The person who led the lead also became Flint.

A God-Selected Warrior led a four-car trade team to exchange for salt—this size would not make people in the Speechless Panic Tribe suspicious.

"It's almost done," Gander said to Ashu Rufate beside him. "Let's go."

Ashu Rufate waved his whip and the carriage began to move forward.

"Anla, don't worry." Perhaps he noticed that Ash Rufate's expression was different, Gander comforted him. "Don't worry, it's definitely not as dangerous as you think. The speechless panic tribe will never dare to attack our team now."

"Ah, I don't actually care about this." Ash Rufate said. Indeed, his distraction just now had nothing to do with safety issues, but he finally took the first step to find Xingke. As mentioned earlier, he had been separated from the Blood Tooth Lord for several months because of the war. Now he had to delay for two months because of familiarity with the Chaos Tribe. From now on, the journey between him and the Blood Tooth Lord was almost half a year apart. He didn't know what happened there during this period, but I think there was definitely nothing good.

To be honest, if possible, he really wanted to find a terror believer to ask. What was the purpose of the Blood Tooth Lord to capture Xingke? But unfortunately, the last time he defeated the terror war gang, the terror Chaos champion chose to fight to the end, forcing him to kill the other party. The captives (that is, those who will change their faith in the future) are all low-level believers, and the question in this regard is to ask three questions.

There is also that Atolian. Now Asu Ruffat still regrets it a little. Maybe it wouldn't be too late to ask at that time before taking action... Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world. So, when Asuvin made that request, Asu Ruffat immediately agreed.

In order to conceal their origin, the convoy did not go straight to the camp of the speechless panic tribe, but instead went around in circles. Unexpectedly, the convoy actually encountered another convoy on the way.

On the grassland, there are only two situations where convoys appear, one is the tribal migration team, and the other is the tribal trade team. The difference between the two is obvious. When the two convoys approached, they found that their size and number of people were similar, so both sides quickly extinguished the idea of ​​robbery and instead adopted a guard against each other, moving side by side at a distance.

From this point of view, it can be easily inferred that there is also a desire to buy salt there. War is imminent, and all tribes with a sensitive sense of smell know the necessity of stocking up a little salt.

Everything was just like the last time. They first saw a human-skinned flag, and then met a team of patrol soldiers from the speechless panic tribe. Ashrufat remembered that when he came here last time, the number of patrol teams he encountered was about fifty. This time the number of patrol teams was reduced by nearly half, with only about twenty people.

Those tribes with fixed territory should not do stupid things like patrolling thirty people today and fifty people tomorrow. There are only two reasons for the reduction of the number of patrols. The first is that the tribe's troops have been severely weakened (such as a war or a civil strife), and the second is that the tribe has changed the frequency of patrols. A limited number of people has to undertake larger patrol tasks, so the only way is to reduce the number of people in each patrol team.

This should be the latter.

While Asus Ruffatt was thinking, the convoy had already stopped and waited for the patrol to come.

In particular, the attitude of the patrol team this time was obviously different from the last time. When Ash Rufat and Claire came, they could clearly feel hostility - in other words, the patrol team of the speechless panic tribe was still hesitating whether to kill the small team. But this time, they had no hostility at all, and simply carried the lead task, leading two teams from different places together to the front.

However, this is hard to tell whether it was a change due to the change in the team's strength. Because there were ten people in the trade team this time, there were three Chaos Warriors wearing Chaos Armor, and there was also a God-Selected Warrior - Flint - who acted as the nominal captain. This strength is not inferior to the patrol team with only twenty people. If you really start to fight, you can't tell who will win.

Besides, there is more than one trading team here now. If the two trading teams are combined, their strength is above the patrol team.

This section of the road is neither long nor short. They went to the small outer camp that they had been to the last time, but another place. This was a very large camp, enough to accommodate thousands of people. This camp was built according to the standards of the Chaos Tribe - it was no different from the camp of the Asovin Tribe except in scale. The entire camp was surrounded by earthen walls and trenches, and two entrances and exits were opened on the earthen wall. Ashrufate could hear the chaotic sounds in the camp. The sound was not the sound of a tribe's daily activities, but rather similar to the market in the southern country.

"Is that their main camp?" Ashu Rufat asked Gander beside him.

"Do you look like it?" Gander asked back. "There are at least tens of thousands of people in the speechless panic tribe. Can so many people be accommodated here?"

"You mean...it's just a...fair?"

"It's just a market!" Gander said. "It's true. Are there any wheel marks on the ground? Vehicles often come in and out here will cause such terrain."

"Why?" Ashu Rufate was a little puzzled.

"Because it's profitable." Gander didn't mind explaining to Ashu Rufat. "You have to know... the Speechless Panic Tribe is the most powerful tribe in this area... it was once the most powerful. They occupied the salt pond, so many people had to come here to buy salt. As a result, everyone gathered together... Since they are all trade teams, no one minded buying anything other than salt, right? So the Speechless Panic Tribe established this camp, which was specially used for caravans of different tribes to come and trade, and they tapped... and had income without doing anything." Gander's voice became very light. "It is said that the life enjoyment of the Speechless Panic Tribe is the best among all the nearby tribes, but it is precisely because of this... that they become weak. Otherwise, others would probably not dare to make any idea."
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