In the room, the leaders looked at each other, but no one spoke.
Jiang Xuan looked around and finally asked Chi Shao: "Wu, what do you think?"
Chi Shao was silent for a moment and said: "Since we are going to fight the Bird Tribe sooner or later, it is better to do it as soon as possible."
"Now that we are going to war, we still have the help of the Mountain Turtle Tribe and several small tribes. Once the Mountain Turtle Tribe and those small tribes are wiped out by the Bird Tribe, our chances of winning will be even lower."
Jiang Xuan nodded and said: "Wu Wu is right. There is one more thing I want to tell you."
"The Mountain Turtle Tribe and those small tribes are indeed not powerful, but they all have patron saints. Once a war starts, the Vine God will deal with the raptor, and these patron saints can help us deal with the warriors of the raptor tribe."
"So, on the surface, it looks like we are at a huge disadvantage. In fact, as long as several tribes unite, we still have a chance of winning."
Chi Shao also nodded and said: "The leader is right, as long as those few guardian gods join the battle, they can make up for the disadvantage of our lack of warriors."
After everyone heard this, they all nodded and had a certain degree of confidence in this battle.
Undo said: "Since that's the case, let's fight and catch all those fierce birds for meat!"
"Yes, kill them!"
"I also want to eat bird meat."
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The leaders spoke one after another, and the blood of the battle suddenly boiled.
"Okay, since everyone agrees to fight, the matter is settled."
"After everyone returns, organize the soldiers of their respective teams and prepare dry food and weapons..."
Jiang Xuan explained to each leader what needed to be prepared before the war.
Afterwards, the leaders hurriedly left the room and made preparations for the war according to Jiang Xuan's orders.
Chi Shao communicated with Shen Teng again. Shen Teng seemed very calm about fighting a medium-sized tribe and directly agreed.
After everything was done, Jiang Xuan returned to his yard.
"Chief Xuan, how did your discussion go?"
As soon as Jiang Xuang entered, the anxious Gojia came up to him and asked anxiously.
"Chief Shanjia, our Vine Tribe agrees to join forces with you to attack the Bird Tribe together."
"Very good!"
After getting the answer, Shanjia was overjoyed, and his heart that had been hanging around was finally relieved.
Jiang Xuan added: "But... we must ensure that those small tribes also participate in the war. Otherwise, the gap in numbers will be too big and it will be difficult for us to win."
"Don't worry, Chief Xuan. Those small tribes have been oppressed by the Bird Tribe to the point where they can hardly live anymore. They will join the war."
Jiang Xuandao: "It's better to confirm. This war cannot tolerate any mistakes."
"What does Leader Xuan mean?"
"You and I should go to those small tribes and see their attitude."
"This... okay, then we have to go quickly. The Mountain Turtle Tribe is in danger now and we can't waste any more time."
Jiang Xuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, we will go there on glutinous rice balls, it will be very fast."
"Then let's go."
When he heard about riding Tangyuan, the mountain turtle was actually a little scared, because he was used to walking on the ground and flying in the sky, so he didn't feel safe at all.
However, for the survival of the Mountain Turtle Tribe, no matter how scared he was, he had to bite the bullet.
"Don't be anxious, Shanjia leader. You sit down for a while. I'll make arrangements for the tribe and go right away."
The mountain turtle had no choice but to continue waiting.
Jiang Xuan left the courtyard again. He first found Feng Cao and asked Feng Cao to collect more information as soon as possible, even if it would give those tourists a little more benefit.
He went to the smelting workshop and asked them to cast as many bronze spearheads, arrowheads and other weapons as possible.
After the casting is completed, it can be painted with gray-white paint prepared from red peony root, so that these bronze weapons can be used in small quantities in battle.
If all warriors of three colors or above can use bronze weapons, their combat effectiveness will definitely be greatly enhanced.
After leaving the smelting workshop, Jiang Xuan did not waste any more time and returned directly to the courtyard of the bamboo forest.
Shan Jia ordered the thirty warriors he brought to ride giant turtles back to the tribe, while he and Jiang Xuan flew to the first small tribe on glutinous rice balls.
"Hey..."
In the sky, the glutinous rice balls made a sharp cry, then flapped their wings and flew away into the distance with the help of the wind.
The mountain turtle almost retracted into the tortoise shell, but his hand stretched out and firmly grasped Jiang Xuan's animal skin clothing.
"Chief Shanjia, why are you holding me?"
Jiang Xuan felt a little uncomfortable being pulled by him, so he turned around helplessly and asked.
"Too...too high..."
The mountain beetle's head was retracted into the tortoise shell. He glanced down at the roar of the glutinous rice balls taking off just now, and was so frightened that his legs went weak.
Jiang Xuan knew that he was afraid, so he had no choice but to let him hold on to his animal skin clothes.
Jiang Xuan has long been accustomed to flying at high altitudes. He listened to the whistling wind in his ears, watched the mountains and rivers passing by under his feet, and even enjoyed the scenery on the road.
Tangyuan's wingspan has reached more than twenty meters, and it flies extremely fast.
After half a day, they arrived at the first small tribe, the Que tribe.
This is a small tribe with a population of just over 500, and their totem god is a special oriole.
As soon as the glutinous rice balls approached the bird tribe, a large number of birds began to fly in the forest below.
When the glutinous rice balls landed in the open space, they were immediately nervously surrounded by soldiers from the Que tribe.
Although Shanjia's legs were weak, he was the leader of the Shangui Tribe after all. When he saw this, he immediately shouted: "I am the leader of the Shangui Tribe, Shanjia, and I have something urgent to see your leader."
Several warriors from the Que tribe looked at the mountain armor carefully, and then sent one person to run quickly to report to the leader of the Que tribe.
After a while, the leader of the Que tribe hurried over.
He obviously knew Shanjia. After seeing Shanjia, he immediately shouted: "Chief Shanjia, it's really you!"
The Que Tribe had occasionally made deals with the Shangui Tribe in the past, so after seeing Shanjia, the leader of the Que Tribe breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Tangyuan and Jiang Xuan still put a lot of pressure on him.
"Who is this?"
Jiang Xuandao: "I am the leader of the Teng tribe, Xuan."
Shan Jia said: "Don't worry, Chief Ye, Chief Xuan is a friend of our Shangui Tribe. Thanks to him for sending me here this time."
"So that's it."
After hearing this, Ye, the leader of the Que Tribe, looked at Jiang Xuan and the huge purple glutinous rice balls.
"Then please come to the tribe."
Ye waved his hand, and the Que tribe warriors all made way.
Shanjia's legs were still a little weak, so he tried his best to stand up straighter, holding on to Jiang Xuan's shoulders and walking forward.
Ye looked back at Shanjia and asked curiously: "Chief Shanjia, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay. I've been sitting for too long and my legs are a little numb. It'll be fine if I take a walk."
The mountain beetle would definitely not tell him that he was actually afraid of heights and his legs would become weak from fear.
Jiang Xuan smiled and did not expose him.
The three of them walked towards the Que tribe's residential area.
Jiang Xuan noticed that there were birds of various colors on the nearby trees, some big and some small, and they were chirping very lively.
But after looking for a long time, he didn't find a particularly large bird.
In other words, the Bird Tribe does not have a mount that can carry people flying.
This makes Jiang Xuan a little regretful, because the bird tribe is not strong and has no birds that can carry people, so it is not very helpful to the war.
After entering the Que Tribe's residential area, Jiang Xuan discovered that the Que Tribe's houses were different from those of other tribes.
Viewed from a distance, the houses of the Que Tribe look like upside-down bird's nests. They are round and look a bit cute.
In the center of the residential area, there is a very large old tree with lush branches and a huge bird's nest built on it.
That is where the totem god of the Que tribe lives.
The leader Ye brought Jiang Xuan and Shanjia to a wooden house shaped like a bird's nest under an ancient tree.
After entering the wooden house, Jiang Xuan met the shaman of the Que tribe, an old woman with many feathers on her head.
Ye walked up to the shaman of the Que tribe and briefly introduced Shan Jia and Jiang Xuan to her.
The witch from the Bird Tribe nodded and said, "Welcome friends from the Mountain Turtle Tribe and the Vine Tribe."
Unexpectedly, her voice is not as old as her appearance, and is even the same as that of a girl.
The witch of the Que Tribe noticed Jiang Xuan's strange gaze, she smiled and said: "Every witch of the Que Tribe will receive the favor of the Que God, and his voice will always remain young."
"So that's it."
Jiang Xuan suddenly realized it and was amazed at this kind of thing.
After a few polite words, we got down to business.
Shan Jia said: "We came here this time to discuss a major matter with your Que Tribe."
"What's the big deal?" asked the bird tribe shaman.
Shan Jia said word for word: "Jointly attack the Bird Tribe!"
"What?"
The shaman and leader of the Que Tribe were shocked and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Since the Bird Tribe came, the nearby tribes have either been wiped out or driven away by them. If we don't resist, our Mountain Turtle Tribe and your Bird Tribe will end up with the same fate sooner or later.
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"So, we must unite to drive the Raptor Tribe away from the surroundings of the Great Swamp, or even eliminate it!"
After listening to Shanjia's words, the Bird Tribe witch frowned and said, "But we are all a small tribe, and the Bird Tribe is a medium-sized tribe. How can we possibly defeat them?"
The leader of the Bird Tribe also nodded, feeling that attacking the Bird Tribe was too unreliable.
"Of course we can beat it!"
Shanjia said: "Because the Vine Tribe is no weaker than the Bird Tribe, and with the addition of several of our tribes, we can definitely win, don't you think so, Leader Xuan?"
"Is the Vine Tribe also a medium-sized tribe?"
The leader and the shaman of the Que tribe looked at Jiang Xuan suspiciously.
At this time, no matter what, Jiang Xuan would not be able to dismantle Shanjia, otherwise the Que tribe would definitely not unite with them.
"The patron saint of our Vine tribe is no weaker than that fierce bird, and our warriors of the Vine tribe are no worse than those of the fierce bird tribe."
After listening to Jiang Xuan's words, the leader of the Que Tribe and Wu subconsciously thought that the Teng Tribe was also a medium-sized tribe, and both of them were shocked.
The leader Ye sighed: "No wonder you can tame such a powerful and vicious bird."
The bird tribe shaman also had some hope in his heart. If the Vine tribe was really that powerful, then it would be possible to win this war.
Even if you can't destroy the Bird Tribe, it's better to drive them away.
Of course, they are not stupid and cannot easily believe Jiang Xuan's words.
The leader of the Que Tribe thought for a while and said: "Chief Xuan, where is your Teng Tribe? Can we go over and have a look?"
Jiang Xuandao: "Our Vine Tribe is relatively far from here, but if Leader Ye wants to go, I can take you there to have a look."
The leader of the Que Tribe looked at the witch and saw the witch nodded slightly, so he said: "That's great, thank you so much, Chief Xuan."
Jiang Xuan added: "However, we still have to unite other tribes. If Leader Ye wants to go to the Teng tribe, he has to wait. We will come here again when we go back."
"No problem, I'll wait for Leader Xuan to come back at the Que Tribe."
Jiang Xuan and Shan Jia got up, declined the invitation from the leader of the Que tribe to have a meal, left the Que tribe, took glutinous rice balls, and continued to the next tribe.
In the sky, Jiang Xuan looked back at the Que Tribe and shook his head helplessly.
The mountain armor flew into the sky for the second time. Although he was still very scared, he was a little better than before. When he saw Jiang Xuan shaking his head, he asked: "Leader Xuan, what's wrong?"
"We thought very well about uniting various tribes to attack."
"These tribes have little understanding of and little trust in the Vine tribe. Even if they reluctantly unite, there will be problems during the attack."
"What's the problem?" Shanjia frowned, but he had actually thought of something in his mind.
"To put it simply, when our attack goes smoothly, they will rush forward. Once the attack is blocked, they may hesitate behind or even turn around and run away."
Jiang Xuan's words made Shanjia silent, because he knew that what Jiang Xuan said was true.
"What does Chief Xuan mean? Should we go to other small tribes?"
"Go, although they are not very reliable, fighting for them will always be a help. If we don't fight for them, our chances of winning will be even smaller."
Jiang Xuan shook his head again, looked ahead, and stopped talking.
Shanjia, who was sitting behind Jiang Xuan, was very uneasy. He was afraid that Jiang Xuan would retreat. In that case, the Shanjia tribe would really have no choice but to migrate or perish.
On the backs of glutinous rice balls, the two of them had their own thoughts, listening to the whistling wind in their ears, and looking at the receding scenery below in trance.
Not long after, they came to the second tribe, the One-Horned Tribe.
As soon as Jiang Xuan and the others landed, they saw a large number of unicorns as big as buckets running quickly into the woods, and some even spread their wings and flew.
After a while, a large number of soldiers from the One-horned Tribe ran out and surrounded them.
The One-horned Tribe and the Shangui Tribe were also acquaintances. After Shanjia explained, he took Jiang Xuan into the One-horned Tribe.
When the leaders and shamans of the One-Horn Tribe learned that they wanted to attack the Bird Tribe, they immediately expressed their support.
"We have had enough of the Raptor tribe for a long time, but we can't defeat them."
"Don't worry, our One-Horn Tribe will definitely attack with you when the time comes!"
The leader of the One-Horn Tribe patted his chest and promised, not even mentioning a visit to the Vine Tribe.
"However, we have to say something ugly in front of us. If we really can't defeat them by then, we will run away and move to other places."
Although the words don't sound nice, the attitude of the One-Horned Tribe is very clear: if you can't fight, fight, if you can't fight, run away.
Shanjia was a little dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, they could not expect the One-horned Tribe to fight to the end with them.
Jiang Xuan rather appreciated the attitude of the One-Horned Tribe. It was better to make it clear from the beginning than to suddenly run away in the middle of the fight. At least they were mentally prepared.
After agreeing on a date for the attack with the One-horned Tribe, they headed to the next tribe.
The third tribe is the butterfly tribe.
However, when they arrived at the Die Tribe, they found that the Die Tribe was already packing their things and preparing to migrate.
After Shanjia explained his intention to the leader of the Die tribe, the leader of the Die tribe rejected him directly.
"Our butterfly tribe will migrate tomorrow. You can find other tribes to attack."
The leader of the Die tribe just said a word and blocked the mountain armor back.
Shan Jia still wanted to persuade, but Jiang Xuan stopped him and said: "Everyone has his own ambitions, let's go."
Shan Jia had no choice but to leave the Die Tribe with Jiang Xuan and continue flying to the fourth tribe.
When they flew to the fourth tribe, they found that that tribe had been wiped out by the Bird Tribe not long ago.
Jiang Xuan stood outside the ruins and asked Shanjia: "Are there any other tribes that can be united?"
"there is none left."
Golin was very disappointed.
"Then go back."
Jiang Xuan was not particularly disappointed, because he expected from the beginning that it would be impossible for all these small tribes to participate in the war.
They climbed onto Tangyuan's back again, flew to the Que Tribe first, took the leader of the Que Tribe with them, and then flew directly back to the Teng Tribe.