He saw that the people around him were already in a state of depression;

In their opinion, the original chief's life was in danger and the pass had been burned down again - the situation was over and the defeat was decided;

Everyone sighed, completely desperate about the future; they began to think about how much they would take to leave here-even if they were reluctant, it was better than sitting and waiting to die;

...This kind of mentality is not good, I must encourage them! Taal raised his fist high-

"We are far from reaching a 'desperate situation'!"

"It's just that the pass was destroyed! We still have strength!"

Taal's confident voice made many people look up: They have also heard of this young man's reputation, but how can this situation be solved by one or two inspiring slogans?

"Order the scout to observe the movements of the barbarian! Once you attack, report to me immediately!" Taal's tone was full of firmness - if he didn't even have confidence in the future, what should his subordinates think?

"All the mammoth tribes, the brown tiger tribes, and the soldiers of the spotted leopard tribe went to the forests on both sides of the valley of Silence and tried every means to prevent the enemy from approaching the pass! At least to last tonight!"

The leader gathered around him nodded silently, and then quickly went to convey Tar's orders--Since Ellefen has designated him as "the next chief of the mammoth tribe", he should listen to him now!

Time, what I need most now is time!

The enemy should not choose to break through the valley at night, as it would cause them huge losses!

They didn't know the matter of firing pots here, so they wouldn't be too anxious to attack!

Delay! No matter what, hold on first!

"Great Shaman!" Tar said to the Great Shaman standing beside Elephant, "How is the progress of the clay pot that you asked you to burn before?"

"...I need one more critical step." The old man's brow and the wrinkles around him were corrected together, like a maze that made people feel depressed: "The other processes have been completed, but...I need to engrave the spells in the pottery jar, but this is a very difficult process to succeed... It requires trying over and over again..."

"Move your pot here, and all those with magic power will give priority to your work, form a support array, and provide as much help as possible!" Tar ordered, "Let them move all the magic-related materials in the tribe here! This is the only way to break the current situation!"

Making the clay pots in advance is the most important part of the Tal plan.

The enemy's trencher is placed next to the fortress; and the magic bottle is stored with the trencher;

That way...!

This is the key to breaking the current situation! If something goes wrong with the fortress, the enemy's offensive will definitely be curbed!

"If you don't have any magic power at all, go to the pass to put out the fire! Then repair it as much as possible!" Taal's voice almost roared, "Everyone! Devote it all! In order to protect the Mammoth Tribe!"

Tar's passionate attitude infected the people around him; whether it was the leader, the centurion or not, everyone in the tribe began to pass on and execute Tar's orders;

In their opinion, if a foreigner is working so hard, there is no reason why he doesn’t do his part to protect his hometown!

The Mammoth Tribe, which had already begun to be silent because of the night, boiled again.

From the old man with white hair and beard to the children who had just grown up, they all rushed towards the pass with buckets;

In the night, the burning passes looked particularly dazzling;

It was completely made of wood and was ignited from the bottom and would burn for a long time - obviously, the barbarian would not choose to pass this time. Taal tried to use this method to make himself feel more at ease.

...

Although there are few people with magical talents, the huge population of the Mammoth Tribe makes it not difficult to find them; after a while, the open space at the entrance of the tribe was filled with people who rushed to hear the news;

In addition to the shaman mastering a variety of magic, other talented Korri people only learn ignition magic at most for daily life; but at this moment, only magic is enough - because all Taal needs them to do is one thing, "providing magic."

"Great Shaman, now unfold the magic array that supplies magic power, so that they can provide you with magic power...and those objects!" Tar ordered.

Although he hadn't studied magic, he had heard of some of the most commonly used ones - when he was a child, he had seen shamans in the tribe using magic circles to allow people who don't know magic to provide magic power for themselves. There is no reason why this great shaman would not.

"...I will do my best." The great shaman asked several other shamans to help him carve a large magic circle on the ground, and then stood devoutly in the center of the circle, sitting on the ground, and placing the pottery pot in front of him.

Tar had asked what happened before: In fact, it is not much harder to burn this "cup pot" than usual pottery. The main problem is how to carve "magic" into it;

Only by combining magic-limiting spells with pottery can it achieve the desired effect; otherwise, the magic used for burst will soon dissipate after it is created, and the more magic power gathered together, the faster it will dissipate;

This "combination" process is quite easy to fail - according to the Great Shaman, it must be instilled again and again, and each failure will strengthen the affinity of the pot and magic, making the next success rate "slightly" increase.

That is to say, it takes as many attempts as possible. Tar watched as the light flashed again and again between the Great Shaman's hands, condensed and dissipated, and his frown brows were difficult to stretch.

Even though so many people replenish his magic power, the efficiency of improvement is quite limited - after all, the condensation of magic circles takes time.

Hurry up, as fast as possible;

We can wait until dawn tomorrow at most - if the pottery jar is not completed at that time, no one can resist the barbarian's attack;

But Tar could not urge the old shaman; although it was mainly about luck now, disturbing him to condense the magic array is also a reduction in efficiency.

If it fails...

Taal's psychological pressure is getting stronger and stronger.

He couldn't stand at first and paced back and forth outside the magic circle;

Tonight, no one in the Mammoth Tribe is destined to fall asleep peacefully;

Taal walked back and forth for several hours until he was tired and couldn't help it, so he asked the great shaman who had just failed:

"What is the probability of success?"

"...If we could last until noon, we would probably reach one percent." The tired shaman wiped the sweat from his forehead, "and now, the chance of success... is less than one thousandth."

...It's impossible to wait.
Chapter completed!