After a completely long journey, Cru finally arrived at his destination with his team - several tribes near the Central Realm.

At the same time, he also relied on magic to get in touch with several other teams and completed the reunion - this was entirely based on the credit of the shamans. Without them, it would be too difficult to confirm each other's position in this endless forest.

After the Great Chief of Volth signed a contract with the Kingdom of Fares, the food had just arrived at these tribes;

Now, Cruy brought so many people to him, which really scared them.

Just after a large amount of food was obtained, tens of thousands of soldiers came soon after... It was impossible for the chiefs to not panic.

What are you here for? Are you sure you didn’t come to grab food?

If you really want to grab food, many chiefs have no choice: there are only a few thousand people in a relatively large tribe, which is not as many as others' combat personnel. If you fight, there is no suspense to win or lose.

Fortunately, Kru was not here to fight at all; he sent envoys into one of the tribes and asked, rather, to order, that the chiefs came to the tribe to gather, and Kru wanted to discuss a "big thing" with them.

There are also some communication means between the shamans; other tribes rushed over as soon as possible after hearing about the situation - 10,000 tribe warriors, it would be fine to destroy any tribe.

Falcon Tribe, Moonless Night.

The Falcon Tribe and the chiefs of the six neighboring tribes gathered in the largest semi-open tent among the tribes.

In the center of them is a burning bonfire; the flames reflect everyone's face.

These chiefs are men in their prime; however, the faces that should have been full of masculinity are melancholy, some are melancholy, and some are angry;

Obviously, they are not quite satisfied with the upcoming negotiations.

No matter how good or bad the tempers these people are all "supreme" in a tribe; at this moment, they are called back and forth by an outsider and forced to call them from their tribe into this tent.

What makes people even more helpless is that they do not have any capital to resist.

The person who kept paced behind them was Kru, the chief of the Corey tribe, who was stronger than each of them.

He looked at the chiefs sitting cross-legged on the ground with a smug and confident smile on his face.

Joy is strong, and sorrow comes from weakness.

The convertible tent was in a circular shape; on the outermost side of the circular, the twelve most powerful warriors of Kruy were guarding.

Of course Tal was among them - in fact, he felt that no one present could be Amy's opponent, she was the strongest.

In such a large-scale occasion, Tarr definitely won't speak - although he is deeply trusted by Kru, he is just a "subordinate".

The purpose of this meeting is naturally to discuss the next "surprise attack".

This kind of behavior is certainly a treason, but in Kru's words, how can what he does to the barbarians be considered a treason? That is extremely correct and should be advocated.

Of course, those were excuses. He didn't think so much when he stabbed the blade into Volt's heart; what he was pursuing was the pleasure brought by conquering, occupying and destroying.

No wonder the Black Dragon planned to choose him as the protected person.

Tarr once thought about whether to help Kru convince the chiefs of these tribes to further gain his trust;

&nsp;            Amy praised his idea - it was wonderful, but then denied it again.

Kru can do this kind of thing himself, so there is no need to help him;

For Kru, all this is just a process of going through the scene. As long as the chiefs' minds are not broken, the result of the negotiation is certain;

However, he particularly likes the pleasure of being powerless to be oppressed.

Let this hobby that is acceptable to people, let him enjoy it slowly.

"Oh, chiefs; it's a great blessing for us to gather together today... If it weren't for the sake of things, I really want to drink with you for three days and three nights."

Krue might have wanted to ease the atmosphere, but as soon as he spoke, his rough voice made the camp even more depressed.

"Everyone also knows that ten thousand tribal warriors are in the forest not far from the tribe, gnawing on tree bark and drinking river water... and using their suffering to exchange for our joy? I can't bear it."

You can tell me that they are not good at eating and drinking. Taal complained in his heart.

Under Kru's threat, the tribe had handed over a lot of resources - a large amount of jerky monsters, enough for tens of thousands of warriors to have a good meal; and a few jars of wine were mostly distributed to his subordinates by Kru.

These tens of thousands of soldiers made a living by hunting. They not only had enough food and clothing to be safe, but also left a lot of reserved grain.

The monsters in this mountainous area are probably much more sparse in density; those high-level monsters may even go hungry...

At least, there is no problem with eating for a few days, and the supplies are barely enough.

"I, Cru, don't talk too much with you... What I want to talk to you today is to do a big deal together..."

The chiefs all knew what this "big deal" meant, and there was no one saying a word.

Did they have any feelings for the Kingdom of Fares? Of course not, they didn't care much about the so-called peace treaty. After all, it was decided by Chief Volt and had nothing to do with them.

The main reason is that they have been scared by the Central Realm.

Unlike the Western Region where there are wins and losses in the North Region, which fights back and forth, the Kerui tribe in the Middle Region is completely crushed.

The reason is that the equipment gap is too big.

There is not much difference in the strength of weapons and equipment in the North and Middle realms; but the opponent's arms are really too powerful.

Everyone in the heavy armored infantry in the middle realm has full body protection. Although it seems bulky, the defense effect is really unspeakable. For the Koric tribe who lacks armor-breaking methods, "iron cans" are their nightmare.

There are few heavy armor infantry in the northern border, while in the middle border, in the team that conquered the Koric tribe, all the soldiers responsible for melee battles were wearing a complete set of plate armor.

In this regard, the tribes near Zhongjie had no way to migrate the entire tribe to hide.

The opinion of many chiefs is that you have no time to hide, and you actually have to take the initiative to attack others?

Relying on a lot of people, you may not be enough for others to practice.

But Cru has this confidence—

"You are already scared of being beaten? Isn't it humans in the iron can?" Kruy asked the chiefs - but obviously, such words did not impress them.

Then we have to use the next sentence.

"What's more, the iron can is not necessarily in the Central Realm now!"
Chapter completed!