Section 31 Election

Night battles are actually very different from daytime battles. One of them is that it is easy to form a melee, rather than a two-sided side fighting in a formation. Moreover, it is difficult for both sides to evaluate the progress of the battle.

Asovin's army won this battle. The entire tribe knew this from top to bottom. In fact, the number of warriors on both sides was roughly the same, while the number of Chaos Warriors (the kind of genuine) wandering around the Hunter Tribe was much higher. However, one side launched a night attack, the other side was unprepared. One side was to accumulate energy and prepare for a long time, while the other side was to have a low morale escape team. In this case, the battle could not have a second result.

So it can be imagined that Asowen's subordinates are highly morale and full of fighting desire from top to bottom. And their opponents' will to resist is not firm. However, after all, both sides are Chaos warriors, and the night can always protect the weaker side from the enemy's current moment. The battle was eventually delayed until dawn.

But after dawn, both sides saw the result of the battle. Now, there was no luck at all, and all the enemies who had no way to escape were forced to surrender. Asowen's long-term planning finally bears fruitful fruits and he won a complete victory.

However, perhaps it was a joke of fate, the victory was brilliant, but there was a small problem.

That's right, it's just a small problem: that is, the leader of the tribe, the wizard Asowen, was actually cut by an axe by an enemy Chaos Warrior who broke out - he was not dead, but it was almost the same as death. He was seriously injured and was unconscious.

This is actually not the fault of tactical arrangements. Think about it, in the dark night, if the enemy is surrounded by troops that do not have the advantage, the encirclement will definitely not be very tight. Then, a small group of elite soldiers on the opponent were extremely lucky, and inexplicably passed through the gap in the attack and rushed to Asovin.

The magic of wizards is powerful, and a perfect magic can easily defeat dozens of people and even change the end of a battle. However, when attacked, wizards are weaker than ordinary wizards. After all, wizards usually equip leather armor (or other captured armor), and few wizards wear armor.

Magic Wind is an invisible thing. Any extra physical burden will create unnecessary burdens on the magician's mind, which will affect his magic. According to a common sense of magic (this point is the same for chaos or the seven central countries), armor-piercing spell casting must be done through special special training. And who in this world would let precious magicians go to the front line to get a knife and specifically learn this technique?

At this moment, the battlefield had calmed down. Some soldiers who didn't know the truth were completing the post-war affairs according to the usual rules. Several people were counting the spoils there, while others were guarding the prisoners - all the prisoners were dropped, gathered together, sitting in their hands with their heads, waiting for the winner's verdict. Others searched around to see if there were any survivors. Asovin's previous planning was very thoughtful, and he took all aspects into consideration with the unique rigor of the magician, and did not even ignore how to clean the battlefield as quickly as possible after victory.

Perhaps the only thing he didn't consider was the situation in front of him.

On the edge of the battlefield, a slightly higher hillside, in a pile of bushes, the wizard Asovin closed his eyes and lay on the ground, with seven or eight people surrounding him.

Asowen has been bandaged, but everyone can see that his injuries are extremely serious. This is an almost fatal injury. In other words, if you suffer such injuries, you don’t know whether he can survive or how long he can live. In short, there is a problem that is obviously necessary to be solved immediately.

Now, who will lead this tribe?

If this battle fails, things will be simply. There is no other way to escape, or surrender. But now it is a victory. Although this tribe is not strong, you cannot deny that it has had a great development momentum and may even have received additional attention from Prince Huanyu. If it falls apart with Asovin's death and goes his separate ways from now on, this is the ending that no one wants to see.

If Ned was still there, things would be easy to solve. The leader died, and No. 2 was on the top of the new leader. As a God-Choose Warrior, Ned was barely qualified to become the leader of this small tribe.

But these two assumptions are just assumptions. So this question immediately became a complex question. Now, who can replace Asovin and become the leader of the tribe?

Among the seven people around, most of them were Chaos Warriors with Chaos Armor, while the remaining one was the newly-recruited plunderer in the tribe, namely Claire.

Claire was holding a bloody helmet in his hand. To be more specific, the helmet part of the Chaos Armor. The owner of this armor was the God-Selected Warrior who injured Asovin. From the bloodstains on this helmet, it is easy to guess what fate his owner suffered.

That's right, it was Claire who killed the opponent. The specific process of the battle was actually very simple: Claire's lucky crossbow shot through the gap in the opponent's armor, penetrating the skull of the God-Selected Warrior. This kind of fighting method is not very glorious for Chaos - because the evil gods are more inclined to melee - but victory is victory.

A circle of people surrounded Asovin, silent. Although everyone wanted to say something similar in their stomachs, no one spoke first at this time.

"Everyone." The silence lasted for a while, and finally someone spoke. "Assovin may not be able to manage the affairs for the time being." His words were very tactful, but everyone knew what he was going to express. "We need someone... to temporarily replace ASsovin."

Although that's it, Asovin has always been the only leader in the tribe. No one expected this kind of accident to happen in such a battle where the odds of winning are extremely high and even a sure win.

There is no such person in the tribe now: he can get unanimous approval from all Chaos Warriors. If you want to recommend it, I am afraid that every Chaos Warrior will recommend them themselves.

This sentence is like a signal. All Chaos Warriors began to look at each other and wanted to get support from others. As mentioned earlier, Chaos Warrior's promotion was recognized by the evil god, and his armor was the best explanation of his ability. Some people rely on strength, some people rely on agility, some people rely on experience, and some people rely on skills to obtain this status. In the same class, unless there is a life-and-death duel, you cannot know which one is stronger and which one is weak. In fact, even a life-and-death duel, you cannot determine which one is stronger and which one is weak-increasing. There are many factors that affect the battle, and it is especially obvious when the strength is close.

In other words, no one can be sure that they will win this competition.

But becoming the leader of a tribe: the benefits are self-evident. First of all, it is to be closer to the gods. Just like in all other places in the world, whenever a sacrifice to the gods, people with high status are always closer to the altar. Second, there are more opportunities to show their strength: for those who are full of ambitions and want to develop further, strength and opportunity are always indispensable. Of course, besides these two points, there are many other benefits, such as private enjoyment, such as giving orders, etc.

"Everyone." Someone finally spoke. This is the oldest Chaos Warrior in the tribe, named Moor. Although he is not an old man, he is already above the threshold of old age. "I am old. This time, I am willing to give up the opportunity to temporarily take up the position of Asovin." He coughed softly. "So, I want me to preside over an election and elect the most qualified person to temporarily take up the position of Asovin. What do you think?"

As we all know, if humans enter old age, their strength, reaction, and endurance will decrease significantly. Unless they can get the favor of the evil god, an old man will not have the chance to go further. However, the evil god believes in the principle of "survival of the fittest". Therefore, if no miracle happens, this old warrior has no hope of gaining a higher reputation. He now only wants to survive, instead of becoming a lonely wanderer and finally being swallowed by this wilderness.

The old warrior's words were recognized by everyone. When a person voluntarily withdraws from the competition, his position is always easily regarded as fair.

The next thing was soon discussed. After a brief discussion, everyone unanimously decided to temporarily block the news of Asowen, at most it would only say that he was slightly injured. All qualified people in the entire tribe gathered together and were chaired by the old soldiers to carry out an election. Of course, this is only the position of "temporary" Asowen, so there is no need to ask Prince Huanyu to agree with anything else. For other things, wait until Asowen recovers from his injuries or dies of serious injuries.

Since the decision was made, the rest of the matter would continue to develop smoothly. The victors successfully cleaned the battlefield and buried all the bodies by the way. Usually, the barbarians did not have this habit, but Asovin had made this decision this time in order to completely cover up his traces. Because the corpses could easily attract those scavenged birds, and the eye-catching scenes of these birds gathered together would cause unnecessary third parties. After doing some necessary concealment work, the victors returned to their camp with numerous prisoners and carriages of spoils.

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Ashrufat looked up at the sky. There seemed to be a small cloud in the distant sky. However, the cloud was very dark in color, even darker than the dark clouds before the downpour, and it was just a small cloud.

"What is that?" Ashu Rufat asked softly.

"Crow." Claire replied. She was obviously absent-minded at this time. "There was a lot of food for them there."

The meaning of this sentence is that a battle happened there, and many people died. There is only one reason for this sphere to attract so many scavengers: the escaped hunter tribe was caught by the Kazar people. It can be judged that Asovin's actions were well arranged (if there is no consideration of the accident that he was chopped with an axe). On the one hand, this battle won a great victory, and on the other hand, it avoided danger very well.

Asu Ruffat also participated in the battle. Asuvin fulfilled his previous promise to Asu Ruffat, but he was not polite at all. Asu Ruffat has always been the task of scouting on the periphery.

"Assovin is injured. You said, do I have a chance?" Claire asked suddenly.

"Are you talking about elections?" Ashu Rufate already knew about this.

"Well, I've been nominated. Although I'm not a Chaos Warrior,... I can also participate in the election."

As mentioned earlier, although Claire is just a raider, it is rare for a newly grown person to become a raider in such a short time. Moreover, everyone knows that her parents have outstanding abilities, and she has inherited her parents' excellent talents since childhood. Although she does not have Chaos Armor yet, almost everyone thinks that it is only a matter of time before she becomes a Chaos Warrior, and there is basically no big doubt that she will become a God-Selected Warrior. Even a champion warrior is a bit likely. Yes, there are not many Chaos champions in women, but it is not that there is no such situation under Prince Huanyu.
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