Chapter 48 Discussion

But being good at talking doesn't necessarily mean being good.

At least Tarik didn't think this strange Chaos Lord had a great chance.

Yes, Tarik was just a wizard apprentice (and was lucky enough not to participate in that tragic Chaos Army, because all those who were assigned to this matter were not able to come back alive), and was not a formal wizard, so he was not considered a senior member of the tribe. But at least he understood that the current situation could not be changed by the power of a single person - both internally and externally.

Outside, now there are wolves on the side and staring at each other. With the title of a Chaos Lord, it will not allow others to dispel the desire to attack. Inside, it is even worse. Originally, there was a lot of internal differences and they couldn't see each other... Now there is another person, which will only make the opposition and differences more serious.

Yes, now the top leaders of several tribes are here - in fact, this itself also reflects internal contradictions. According to a deeply rooted nature of human beings, but when you find that it is difficult to coordinate conflicts with others, a common approach is to attract third parties to make the situation more chaotic and thus conceal each other's conflicts. This is like issuing medals. If there is only one medal and two candidates, a common approach is to send them to third parties, thus avoiding this embarrassment.

Tarik led the way, and a few minutes later, he brought the strange Chaos Lord outside the camp. Here, he set up a tent - except that the tent was slightly larger, and it looked nothing special. There was a table in the middle of the tent, and a magic lamp (the same as the one Ashrufate got in Brassian) was placed in the middle of the table, making the tent as bright as day.

Five strangers stood in the tent, and five pairs of eyes looked at the unknown stranger who came in.

These five people stand casually. To be specific, they stand in a semicircle along the table. The two people on the left are wearing armor, and the two on the right are wearing magician robes (just like what Ash Rufate once saw on Marvin), and the one in the middle is a bit strange. He is actually naked, wearing a short leather skirt at his waist, hiding the key parts. With the light, he can see strange patterns and patterns on his skin all over his body, even his head is no exception. He is holding a pale white cane in his hand, and the top of the cane is inlaid with a human skull. Overall, this one directly gives people the impression of a "savage".

Sure enough, there are all kinds of people in the chaos. Ashu Rufate thought in his heart.

As Ashu Rufate looked at these five people, the five people were also looking at him. However, this chaotic armor almost covered Ahu Rufate's whole body, so in fact, everyone's eyes were just observing and pondering this brand new chaotic armor.

For a moment, the whole tent was silent and no one spoke.

"May I ask this..." Finally, a wizard spoke, not the savage-like, but a wizard wearing a hazel robe. He was tall and the highest among all the people present. Under the cover of the robe, it was impossible to tell whether this person was fat or thin. "Tarek said, is your Excellency?"

He specially used the title "Your Excellency". As we all know, in the common terms, the title "Your Excellency" is a polite title, but it is usually applied to those who are equal to their own status. This is also a clever temptation.

But Ashu Rufate didn't care about this. He looked around and said, "My name is Ashu Rufate." He said, because it is meaningless to hide his identity and name now. "I believe you all know who I am."

He sneered and looked at the five people. "Don't look at me with this kind of eyes. Do you think I'm happy to be a tribe leader in such a ghost place where birds do not shit?" His words were really from the heart. According to the standards of the seven central countries, it is absolutely correct to regard Chaos territory as "birds do not shit". You must know that this ghost place does not even have a bathroom!

"You look at me with this alert look, just because you are worried that I will rob you of your position. Just like a group of crows worried that the falcons will come and rob the rats to death! Tell you, I am not interested at all. I only want to do one thing, that is, solve this problem as soon as possible. So you have to figure it out." Ashu Rufate said in a depressing tone. "I don't want anything, and I have given me what I want. I have no scruples, because I don't plan to worry about long-term consequences at all, it's not my business. I want to emphasize it once, and I only emphasize this time that all those who intend to hinder me will completely disappear from this world."

His words might have been beyond the expectations of others. Because it seemed that these people looked at each other for a long time, no one took the initiative to react.

"I want to know the first thing now, how many warriors are there in the Speechless Panic Tribe?"

"Three thousand and five hundred people." Finally, someone spoke, and it was the "savage" wizard who spoke. "About this number, everyone who can get into battle."

This number shows how weak this tribe is. You should know that before, Ash Rufate witnessed that there were more than 3,000 warriors in the Kazar tribe. The Kazar tribe is just a tribe that is considered to be only a medium-sized (it is completely accidental to have a Chaos Lord). And the Sadness is a recognized large tribe in this area, with more than 10,000 members in the tribe. Ahsovin had previously estimated that the total number of members of Sadness might be nearly 20,000.

"Where are warriors with Chaos Armor?"

"Seven hundred people." The one who spoke was the Chaos champion closest to Ashu Rufate. "To be specific, seven hundred and thirty-six people."

"How many magicians?"

"We three," replied the savage wizard. "There are two more apprentices." He did not notice that Ashu Rufate used the term "magic". This is a customary name in the Central Seven, not chaos.

"There are only so many troops?" Even Ash Rufat was surprised. Now he finally understood why the Speechless Panic Tribe became the prey in the eyes of the surrounding tribes. To be honest, the Speechless Panic Tribe now has no qualifications to occupy the salt pond. It only has the strength of a medium tribe, but it occupies the most precious Salt Pond, which is simply a contempt for the law of chaos.

"We once had nine thousand warriors, of which more than two thousand five hundred were in Chaos Armor." The Savage Wizard explained. "Five genuine wizards, fourteen wizard apprentices. But... too many of us joined the Expeditionary Force."

Indeed, the warriors from other tribes gathered together with the warriors of other tribes, following the Chaos Lord in the name of conquest, and launching war against the weak southerners. For the Chaos believers, nothing is more glorious than burning, killing, looting in the name of God. The speechless panic tribe, which had no opponents, sent too many warriors to participate in the expedition. Unfortunately, under the command of Ashrufate and the trick of fate, the Chaos Legion that invaded the southern invasion was defeated and few survived by chance.

"What about the enemy's situation?" Ashu Rufate asked. The speechless panic tribe is not a small tribe like Ashuwen. It has very well-informed information, so Ashu Rufate is very sure that the top leaders of these tribes have long known about the situation of the enemy and us.

"There are four tribes trying to seize the salt pool in total." A Chaos Champion answered. The two Tsengchi's Chaos Champion warriors were also wearing Chaos Armor, which was easy to tell the difference between the two because they both took off their helmets at this time. One of them was stout and the other was thin. Especially the latter, this figure was quite rare in Chaos. You know, he was a Chaos Champion Warrior, not a wizard. "In fact, every tribe is stronger than us."

In other words, things are worse than expected. The reason why the other party is really restricted is that the other party is concerned about each other - no one wants to be a snipe or a clam, they both want to be a fisherman.

Ashu Rufat pondered for a few seconds, "Are there any ideas to solve the problem?" he asked.

Before we knew it, the two sides had gone from "meeting with the new Chaos Lord and tempting it" to discussing things on the matter, as if they were a normal tribal meeting.

"If we can take the initiative to attack... defeat one of them, we may be able to shock the other three." said the thin Chaos champion. He also mentioned the most common idea.

"If reinforcements are outside, you can arrive in a few months... This method may be correct." Ashurufat said. "But weak means weak, and as long as you have a long time, you can naturally see it. An accidental victory is just a temporary delay for a while and cannot solve the problem."

"But there is no other good way," replied the thin Chaos champion. "Unless we give up the salt pool and cause them to fight in the middle..."

Ashu Rufate glanced at him, "What's your name?"

"Bruce." The other party replied.

"Born silver hair is rare," Ashu Rufate said suddenly. His eyes were on Bruce's hair...the same hair color as the twins. This is not a common hair color in Chaos. Black hair like Ashu Rufate is.

"Ha, my mother is from the Southerner." The Chaos champion said without any hesitation. "Everyone said that this is because he inherited the blood of the Southerner." He replied casually.

That's right, if there is any benefit to Chaos, this is undoubtedly one of them. The evil god of Chaos only cares about abilities, but never cares about bloodline. Everyone can tell their parents' identity (no matter how humble it is) without worrying about being ridiculed.

"Okay, Bruce," Ashu Rufat said slowly. "You think, what would happen if we gave up the salt pool? I mean the possibility of other than the prolonged melee between them."

"Forge an alliance." Bruce replied. "Share the salt pool. Another possibility is that one of them showed strong enough to defeat the other three in a short time."

"Which of these three possibilities is higher?"

"Absolutely," Bruce replied. "It's possible. But doing so at least gives us some hope. Otherwise, we won't even have any hope... No matter how small the opportunity is, it's better than not."

"You... don't look like a Chaos Champion." Ashu Rufate suddenly changed the topic.
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