Augustus Under the Horseshoe

At the invitation of the descendants of God's choice, the four had dinner together in the grand tent of the clan.

Chief Golden Foot seems to want to show off his clan's richness and wealth in front of the four, deliberately taking them around the camp for several circles—the white animal hide camp tents are densely connected, wearing a lot of golden ornaments, and draped in fur armor. The strong men and horses stood neatly on both sides of the road, saluting and saying hello to all the chiefs, well-trained.

Christina secretly admired the wealth of the Jinlu clan, which was almost entirely composed of the upper-class nobles of the ancient kingdom. The family has a big business and many servants. At a rough estimate, there are probably six thousand people. They inherited most of the gold jewelry and magic equipment from the past. Strength may surpass any clan.

The Withered Bones clan of Abhuos is composed of clergy from the ancient kingdom. Their personnel are the rarest among the thirteen clans. But the number of druids is so much that it is terrifying-the blue chieftain holds the most detailed training methods for druids.

As for the Bloodfury Clan? They are neither aristocrats nor clergy, and they have no habit of preserving history. According to the fragments of the past, this group of people, originally supposed to be the most brave guards under the king, slowly evolved into now wielding a two-handed battle axe and wearing chain mail. They are crazy enough to make the giant beast retreat. A fearless.

Although Bloodfury suffered heavy casualties in a series of battles, the number of people was pitiful. But as the first clans to rush into Gredinian territory, they abducted a large number of people and wealth. Take the lead in returning to the Iron Age. I am afraid that the overall strength is still above the middle.

During the banquet. Chief Jinlu put on a banquet, crispy yellow lamb, sweet and mellow milk wine, the table filled with bones. Four barely dressed male bards danced in the center to the graceful court music, cheering for the chiefs.

However, it seems that only Chief Jinlu enjoyed it. The kingdom has been divided for nearly half a century, and the culture and customs of various clans. There has been a considerable gap.

"Respected Chief Bloodwrath." The descendants of God's Choice still did not take off their golden and green oak armor when they ate. It just took off the vine visor covering the lips—those small green threads, densely woven into an extremely tough mesh, exuding an incomparably sacred brilliance. Obviously it is also an extremely powerful magic armor.

"Ah, don't mention those short-sighted idiots, as I said, now anyone can be a chief." Chief Jinlu sighed. Speaking very contemptuously. "They have been blindfolded by the vast pastures and the cattle and sheep. They verbally agreed, but they are still shepherding the sheep in the north. The only people who really want to answer the call are the two clans, Blood Wrath, Withered Bones, Wind Howl, and Thunder Spear. , Came to the southeast."

The descendants of God's Choice slowly unfolded a sheepskin map. Although the style of painting is very childish and cute, it is densely packed with detailed textual information. The archdruid stretched out a slender finger completely wrapped in tender leaves, and gently pointed it on a huge circle.

"Without real military support, no matter how much wealth is plundered, you can't hold it. Look, this is my scout, the mapping work done so far. Walk about 30 kilometers to the south. You will see a building built on a hill. On the top, there is a human fortress built with huge woods and rocks, with countless wisps of black smoke, and a long distance away, you can hear the noise of iron strikes. Nearby, there are several mines of different sizes—this is definitely the kingdom of mankind. An important city for hoarding iron ore."

"And here."

Toria moved her jade finger gently to the west. "There has been a group of ugly and stupid hill giants living here for a long time. The number is unknown, but they are not much. They live in the natural cave of Zhihong in the mountains. Sometimes they come to looting the mines. Sometimes they walk to the north. Hunting wild beasts in the grassland-Chief Bloodraged? Why are you blushing?"

"Uh-nothing, you go on."

Two red rouge horses flew suddenly on his face, he glanced at Painhurs with a smile, and then coughed softly. Pretend nothing happened.

"Finally, it's the highlight. To the east of the fort, there live a group of damned green-skin tribes. The armor coverage is terrible. I am afraid they are the elite of the elite. They and the two-headed giant are harassing the Gothic barbarians. The iron quarry. The number of human defenders is about two thousand. One thousand of them are definitely veterans of a hundred battles. Their luxurious equipment is not comparable to that of ordinary people."

"Green skin?" Painhurs asked curiously. "Is their flag a red flame on red leather?"

Toria did not answer, her cold and terrifying silver eyes turned to the pale white horse on the seat in dissatisfaction.

It was really unruly and daring to interrupt when the chief was speaking-if the white horse was a member of his own clan, he would definitely be dragged out and whipped dozens of whips to make him remember.

But... he belongs to the Bloodfury clan. Forget it, for the sake of harmony and stability within the new kingdom, let's bear it.

Thinking of this, the displeasure in Chief Jinlu's eyes gradually dissipated. Pretending to be generous, he said lightly: "No, their flag is a white bull's head painted on a black leather side."

"It's not the evil flame clan of the beast Onardo." After getting the information he wanted, Painhurs stopped talking and continued to listen to the other party's words.

"So, I want to attack that mountain fortress and obtain the minerals that humans have hoarded in the city!" The descendant of God said heavily. "at the same time

. Ask the druids of the Withered Bones clan to block the sky and prevent the orcs from the east of the fortress from making trouble. Also ask the Bloodfury clan to clean up the hill giants that are getting in the way in the West. Avoid the dilemma of multi-line combat. "

"Of course." Looking at the two chiefs who looked bad, Tolia quickly opened her mouth to explain. "I don't want to monopolize the wealth. On the contrary, the spoils are divided equally among the three clans. We are only responsible for different goals. My clan is responsible for the most difficult siege! I think you have no objections."

"If the wealth in the city is divided equally, then the Bloodfury clan can accept your proposal. But—" Christina's words changed.

"Where are the two clans, Wind Howl and Thunder Spear?"

"Humans are like tortoises, shrouded in solid fortresses. We need to smash the hard carapace one by one before we can take out the meat for a good meal. This is too troublesome." Chief Jinlu said with a smile.

"So, during the siege of the city, I will deliberately let go of their messengers to see if the barbarians from the north will rush out of the city to rescue their colleagues-if they dare to step out of the city gate, they have already patrolled and lurked in traffic. The Wind Howl clan and Thunder Spear clan above will completely wipe them out."