Night of the seventh chapter

Ashu Rufate is now slowly gaining a further understanding of the situation of this small tribe.

As he had expected before, this was really a small tribe. Even by the standards of Chaos believers, it was very small. Including the elderly, young, women and children, there were more than 570 people in the entire tribe, all of whom were followers of Slaanes, and only 200 people were able to fight with weapons.

It should be noted that this tribe does not mean that there are 200 Chaos warriors. Because the way in which the Chaos tribe divides classes is different from that in the Chaos Legion. Among the members of the Chaos Tribe, the lowest level is slaves, then peripheral believers - usually some minors, and then formal believers. Above the formal believers, the Chaos Legion can be regarded as warriors. In the Chaos Legion that invaded Groney, almost all of them are warriors, and at the lowest level are also plunderers.

These plunderers already belong to the warrior class in the Chaos Tribe. In other words, during the promotion of status in the Chaos Tribe, you must first become a qualified Chaos believer, and then you can become a plunderer. Then you can talk about formal Chaos Warriors, God-Selected Warriors, or higher-level champion warriors, Chaos Lords, etc.

The tribe has not had a long history, and in a sense, it is not at all "history". Its history is only 20 or 30 years, and it is the remnant of the collapse and disintegration of a large tribe. This tribe originally had great development potential by the favor of Prince Huanyu, but in the end it failed in a civil war between tribes. The entire tribe was forced to move here, and there were only so many members left in the tribe.

If there wasn't a wizard surviving among them, perhaps it had completely collapsed and its members had scattered. But even now, they were in a state of turmoil and in turmoil. Because the Chaos Tribe of this scale was actually completely fish-basket and a delicious prey for larger tribes.

Ashrufate was curious about such a tribe who dared to approach White Fort so close. Now he understood that this was because the Chaos Tribe had no idea what had happened. Although they knew that a large-scale invasion of the South had occurred before, they did not know the final result of the battle. They did not know that more than 100,000 Chaos Warriors were destroyed on foreign lands.

They came to this land without a master to escape the attacks of the more powerful Chaos Tribe.

At dusk, Ashu Rufate cooked a pot of soup in the camp.

Although they are Chaos believers who are regarded as "barbarians", they are not actually against food. At least, Ashu Rufate found that their cooking ingredients are quite good.

Although the Chaos believers on the battlefield claim to "eat everything", there is indeed evidence that, not to mention insects, beasts, fish, etc., even the bodies of the dead, the Chaos warriors can eat without any psychological burden. However, if the conditions are appropriate, the Chaos believers (or at least Slaanesian believers) will not be disgusted with a pot of delicious soup at all.

At least these people, including the wizard Asovin, all looked quite satisfied.

At this time, it was dark. Just in the middle of the entire camp, beside the gorgeous tent, Asovin and five or six men gathered together. These people were the leaders of the Chaos Tribe.

To be specific, Asovin, a Chaos Wizard, is not the true leader. The person who leads this tribe is a small group of people headed by Asovin - according to the civilized country, this may be called a parliament.

All major matters must be decided by this council. This is also the most common political form of the Chaos Tribe without strong leaders.

Of course, all these members of the council are not ordinary people. Except for Asowen, everyone else is a Chaos Warrior. They are the one who obtains their own Chaos armor through the test of the evil god. Among them, two of them are Chaos God Selected Warriors. These two God Selected Warriors, plus Asowen, who is a wizard, form the core of this council.

There is no higher position in the tribe than the God-Selected Warriors. In other words, there is no Chaos Champion Warrior in this tribe. Of course, even in the Chaos Legion, Chaos Champion is a middle-level and senior officer of the army, and it is common to command hundreds or even thousands of Chaos Warriors. It is normal for this kind of small tribe to have champion warriors.

This is why Claire said that before. She had recognized the pendant in Ash Rufate's hand that was extremely high, which was not something that ordinary Chaos believers could hold. From this point of view, Slaanes recognized Ash Rufate as a Chaos champion (or Chaos champion level person). If Ash Rufate showed his identity, that is, when he entered the tribe, he would take out his token of communication with God for everyone to see. Asovin would not talk about the previous difficult behavior. He would probably try every means to make Ash Rufate the leader of this tribe.

The status recognized by the evil god of Chaos is the basis of the society of Chaos believers. The influence of the evil god on them has reached all aspects. God’s recognition is the best explanation of personal abilities - you can hide it from the eyes of the world, but you will definitely not hide it from God.

Tonight, this little council discusses an important thing: despite the recent harvest of hunting, the salt carried by the tribe is almost used up. They must solve this problem as soon as possible.

There is a fastest shortcut to solving this problem: there is a salt pond in the northwest, about ten days of walking, car and horse, about three days away, where salt is produced.

Of course, this method has a big flaw: such a valuable resource certainly has its owner. A powerful, faithful tribe of Tsengchi is entrenched there.

Of course, the chaotic rules are different from those in the civilized world. If it were in the south, this salt pond would probably become an important source of wealth for the lord. The lord would sell salt to merchants to earn income - or it could be understood that anyone could buy salt at a fair price.

But in the Chaos Kingdom, the rules are not like this. Only when strength is equal can there be fair transactions. This is why there are no professional merchants in the Chaos Tribe. Unless a Chaos Lord goes to do business, it is probably common for the caravan to be robbed. But how can a Chaos Lord go to do business?

This Chaos Tribe led by the Slaine wizard Asovin does not have the same strength as others. In other words, if they cannot show strong enough strength, they will not only not sell you salt, but will also destroy your caravan and even destroy your tribe. All of this is because his strength is much stronger than you.

In this regard, the gods will not help at all. Because the strength of the four evil gods is balanced with each other. In fact, not to mention that they believe in different gods, even if they are all believers of Slaanesia, things will not change at all. Because any evil god admits the law of "the prey on the weak" and believes that weak and incompetent believers must be eliminated.

This is also a common thing for the Chaos Tribe. In the south, the church books that Ash Rufate read all turned the bloodthirsty and crazy about the Chaos believers, and they always prepared for war all the time - inexplicably like a bunch of madmen. But in fact, daily necessities and food, rice, oil and salt are the things that these tribe leaders care about most of the time.

So, now this small council is discussing the issue of salt, and Ashu Rufate is listening while cooking broth for them. As Sovin promised before, his attitude towards Ashu Rufate is consistent with ordinary members of the tribe, and he has no special care or discrimination.

"This soup is really good, chef." Asovin praised Ashrufate's cooking. Beautiful enjoyment has always been advocated by Prince Fun.

"Many people have said that." Ashu Rufate did not object to this.

"Your name is Ashu Rufate?" A God-Selected Warrior asked while drinking the soup. Now, everyone in this tribe already knows Ashu Rufate's affairs, knows that he is an alien Chaos believer, and will live in this tribe for a while. Although this kind of thing is rare, it is not unheard of. Ashuwen's way of handling it has been approved by everyone. "It's really a waste to be a chef. If you join us, you can definitely become a warrior immediately."

"Ah, I'm just a chef here," Ash Rufate replied.

It should be particularly noted that becoming a genuine Chaos Warrior requires the proof of the Chaos Armor granted by God, which means that God needs to be recognized. However, a believer does not need such trouble to become a plunderer, as long as the tribe admits it.

His statement of lack of ambition caused a wave of contempt. But then again, it was said that he had lived temporarily for a while at the beginning, so everyone didn't care. After all, what Ash Rufate asked for was just a very simple thing, and even for this transaction, the tribe was purely profitable.

At this time, someone suggested that a raid could be launched to seize enough salt. The method was to launch an attack by using cavalry unexpectedly. However, this opinion was rejected. There were actually not many horses in this tribe. In fact, the previous defeat and escape had really damaged their vitality. The total number of horses in the tribe was only about twenty.

More than twenty cavalrymen attacked a tribe with at least tens of thousands of members. That was not to rob, but to deliver vegetables.

Someone raised another opinion, thinking that it was possible to disguise: let Asowen ask for trade by himself. A tribe that could easily send a Chaos wizard to serve as a trade messenger is undoubtedly a powerful tribe, and the other party probably would not dare to attack such a powerful tribe easily.

But this action was rejected by Asovin himself. This was a little too risky. Tsengchi's wizard was not a fool - in fact, there might be no one in the world who was more cunning than them. If anyone of them knew Asovin - this is very common, the trick would be exposed, which would be equivalent to coming to the door to die. And this tribe was destined to be unable to escape.

This time the discussion ended in vain. There are no dances, banquets and other things in the Chaos Tribe. When the bonfire is extinguished, everyone chooses to sleep peacefully.

Ashu Rufate returned to his tent - as mentioned earlier, it was Claire's tent. The chaotic custom was very open, and even if an alien man had a tent of a female member, it would not arouse any objection.

Although Ashu Rufat actually didn't need sleep, he didn't want others to know this. So after returning to the tent, he didn't play tricks and lay down obediently in a blanket. The blanket was given to him by Claire, or temporarily lent to him, and it is said to be the legacy left by her father. It was a big blanket.

In the past few days, except for being busy with cooking, Ashu Rufate spent all his time observing and inquiring about the various customs of chaos. He felt that he was doing well. If he continued like this, he would almost be able to leave the tribe in less than ten days. He began to try to get himself into that kind of sleep, but when he did this, he felt something crawling into his bed.

A warm and soft thing was pressed against his body. Ashu Rufat opened his eyes and saw that it was Claire's face.

(Yeah, pushing girls... can it succeed? Or, will the evil author write this?)
Chapter completed!