The system is a broken bowl

"Then choose this Yuquan tribe."

Song Chen agreed. "Tell me about their specific situation."

"There are 100,000 people in the Yuquan tribe. If urgently mobilized, they can assemble a cavalry regiment of about 30,000. This can be regarded as an upper-middle level among small and medium-sized tribes."

Shen Yan paused and continued: "However, the old prince Mengdi'a of the Yuquan tribe is old, and the two princes have always been at odds. Although I can reconcile it, it is hard to say how useful it will be. After all, I have withdrawn from the Bayanke tribe."

Song Chen knew that Shen Yan was telling the truth. Joining the Sacrificial Alliance meant that he was no longer the ninth prince of the Bayanke tribe.

…

More than ten days later, Song Chen, led by Shen Yan, came to Yuquan Valley where the Yuquan tribe lived.

Like most tribes, the Yuquan tribe has a fixed habitat and is also nomadic within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The habitat is very secret. If Shen Yan hadn't led the way, most people would never have found it.

Unfortunately, the old prince Mengdi'a passed away, and the Yuquan Department was holding a funeral.

"Brother Song, the situation is not good!"

Shen Yan frowned. "If the old prince is still alive, my reputation, Shen Yan, will still play some role. Once he dies, the two princes will be busy fighting for the throne, which will definitely be detrimental to Brother Song's plan."

"Now that you've come, let's make peace with it!"

Song Chen didn't care. “Look at the situation first, and if it doesn’t work, then think of other options.”

The two walked into the valley and were greeted by more than a dozen members of the Yuquan royal family wearing mourning clothes.

"I didn't know it was His Highness Ninth Prince who came here, but Zamucha didn't come far to greet him. I apologize for my sin!"

The eldest prince of the Yuquan tribe, Zhamucha, bowed to Shen Yan.

Song Chen looked at the eldest prince carefully. He was tall and strong, even bigger than Ge Li. He should be about two meters tall.

He is in his forties and has a beard. Although he is only at the peak of the Heavenly Gold Realm, he is extremely tough.

"His Royal Highness, you don't have to be like this! Shen Yan has withdrawn from the Bayanke tribe. Please don't mention the title Ninth Prince again."

Shen Yan returned the gift. "Let me introduce, this young hero is Lord Ge Tongjue's brother, Song Chen!"

Zhamucha's eyes lit up, he looked like a young man with a beautiful tree facing the wind! At a young age, he is already a strong man in the middle stage of Tianjin Realm.

Just now, he thought that this young man was Shen Yan's follower, but now he discovered that Shen Yan, who was in the early stage of the Condensation Realm, was a follower or bodyguard.

"The two masters from the Sacrifice Alliance came to our ministry. They are not here specifically to express their condolences to my father, are they?"

After Zhamucha was polite, he asked about the purpose of his visit.

"We were working for the alliance nearby, and we happened to learn that the old prince Mengdi'a passed away, so we came here to pay our respects."

Shen Yan told a lie.

…

Song Chen and Shen Yan followed Zamucha to the mourning hall and met the little prince Biyou again.

Biyou is much younger than Zamcha. He does not have a beard and looks handsome.

When he met the people from the Sacrifice Alliance, Bi You respected them on the surface, but the sinister look in his eyes made Song Chen very unhappy.

The two of them bowed and offered incense to the old prince in turn, and the royal family members next to them bowed in return.

Afterwards, Heba, the shaman in charge of the sacrifices, invited the two people to the shaman hall next door.

"Heba pays homage to the two Lord Bronze Lords!"

When he came here, Heba knelt down and saluted, and he regarded Song Chen as a bronze knight.

"Heba Shaman, get up."

"Then choose this Yuquan tribe."

Song Chen agreed. "Tell me about their specific situation."

"The Yuquan tribe has 100,000 people. If mobilized urgently, it can assemble a cavalry regiment of about 30,000. This can be regarded as an upper-middle level among small and medium-sized tribes."

Shen Yan paused and continued: "However, the old prince Mengdi'a of the Yuquan tribe is old, and the two princes have always been at odds. Although I can reconcile it, it is hard to say how useful it will be. After all, I have withdrawn from the Bayanke tribe."

Song Chen knew that Shen Yan was telling the truth. Joining the Sacrifice Alliance meant that he was no longer the ninth prince of the Bayanke tribe.

…

More than ten days later, Song Chen, led by Shen Yan, came to Yuquan Valley where the Yuquan tribe lived.

Like most tribes, the Yuquan tribe has a fixed habitat and is also nomadic within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The habitat is very secret. If Shen Yan hadn't led the way, most people would never have found it.

Unfortunately, the old prince Mengdi'a passed away, and the Yuquan Department was holding a funeral.

"Brother Song, the situation is not good!"

Shen Yan frowned. "If the old prince is still alive, my reputation, Shen Yan, will still play some role. Once he dies, the two princes will be busy fighting for the throne, which will definitely be detrimental to Brother Song's plan."

"Now that you've come, let's make peace with it!"

Song Chen didn't care. “Look at the situation first, and if it doesn’t work, then think of other options.”

The two walked into the valley and were greeted by more than a dozen members of the Yuquan royal family wearing mourning clothes.

"I didn't know it was His Highness Ninth Prince who came here, but Zamucha didn't come far to greet him. I apologize for my sin!"

The eldest prince of the Yuquan tribe, Zhamucha, bowed to Shen Yan.

Song Chen looked at the eldest prince carefully. He was tall and strong, even bigger than Ge Li. He should be about two meters tall.

He is in his forties and has a beard. Although he is only at the peak of the Heavenly Gold Realm, he is extremely tough.

"His Royal Highness, you don't have to be like this! Shen Yan has withdrawn from the Bayanke tribe. Don't mention the title Ninth Prince again."

Chen Yan returned the greeting. "Let me introduce you. This young hero is the brother of Lord Ge Tongjue, Song Chen!"

Zhamucha's eyes lit up. What a handsome young man! He was already a strong man in the middle stage of Tianjin Realm at such a young age.

Just now he thought that this young man was Chen Yan's follower, but now he realized that Chen Yan, who was in the early stage of Condensation Realm, was a follower or bodyguard.

"Two masters of the Sacrifice Alliance came to our department. Are you here to pay tribute to my father?"

After some politeness, Zamucha asked about the purpose of the visit.

"We are working for the alliance nearby. We just learned that the old prince Mengdia passed away, so we came here to pay tribute."

Chen Yan lied.

...

Song Chen and Chen Yan followed Zamucha to the mourning hall and met the little prince Biyou again.

Biyou was much younger than Zamucha. He had no beard and looked handsome.

Seeing the people from the sacrificial alliance, Biyou was respectful on the surface, but the sinister look in his eyes made Song Chen very unhappy.

The two of them bowed and burned incense to the old prince in turn, and the royal family members next to them bowed in return.

Afterwards, the shaman Heba in charge of the sacrifice invited the two to the shaman hall next door.

"Heba greets the two bronze lords!"

When he arrived here, Heba knelt down and saluted. He regarded Song Chen as a bronze lord.

"Heba Shaman, get up."