Arata tribe, the strong smell of blood enveloped the entire camp.

Looking at the camp with corpses strewn all over the place, all the people led by Xinar looked stunned.

This scene had such a huge impact on them that their brains were unable to react for a while.

Shinar turned over and dismounted, his feet softened and he almost fell to the ground.

Logically speaking, Xinar has been proficient in bow and horse since he was a child, and is also the number one warrior in the tribe. He should not make such a small mistake.

In the past, if someone fell down while dismounting, many people would laugh at him, but now, no one feels that way.

"Abba, Abba!"

With a panic-stricken look on his face, Shinar shouted and rushed into the camp where corpses were strewn everywhere. There were corpses everywhere he saw.

Looking at those very familiar faces, Xiner was undoubtedly suffering in his heart at this time. When those familiar faces came into his eyes, the tears he had been holding back surged like a bursting dam.

flowing.

"Abba!!!"

Holding his father's body in his arms, Shinar was almost crazy with desire.

"Who is it? Who did it?!"

Just when Shinar was filled with grief, somewhere in the grassland.

In the camp of the leader of the Tuhot tribe, after hearing the report from his subordinates, Ohana smashed the wine bowl in his hand to pieces.

"Sand? You told me that after fighting for a long time, more than 200 horses and horses were killed. In the end, the Xia people were not transporting food, but sand?!"

At this moment, Ohana's expression was simply ugly and scary. After the uncertain expression, he ordered: "Gather my troops and settle the score with that old fox in Alat!"

The information about the Xia people's grain transport team was provided by Alat, and the plan to jointly rob the grain was also proposed by Alat. Now that half of the grain has not been snatched, the men and horses sent by his Tuhot tribe have suffered a lot of losses. Ala'a

The old fox Tena must give him an explanation.

Ohana was not the only tribal leader who became furious after hearing the news, but Ohana was definitely the one with the most grumpy temper.

If we want to say who is the calmest among these major tribes, it must be Shivakar of the Morhan tribe.

Looking at the person in front of him, Shivaka chuckled and said, "Thank you for the hard work this time."

"The leader doesn't need to be like this."

This person is none other than Duzide, who just attacked the Alata tribe!

In fact, Du Ri De was originally from the Morhan tribe, and he was also a die-hard loyalist of Shivaka!

Over the years, he has been working as a horse thief, gathering men and horses for the Morhan tribe on the outskirts of the prairie.

"alright."

Shivaka waved his hand calmly and asked: "Let me ask you, have you done everything well?"

"Chief, please don't worry. I called people back and forth to confirm twice, and there are absolutely no flaws left!"

"Um."

After hearing this, Shivaka nodded with satisfaction.

Duzhide asked with some confusion: "It's just that there is one thing I don't quite understand. Didn't it say that we were going to deal with another tribe with fewer people at the beginning? Why was it temporarily changed to deal with the Alata tribe?

Are you going to start? The Alata tribe has a lot of troops left behind, and we have lost a lot of troops in this wave."

Faced with this problem, Shivakar explained: "Suddenly I felt that the Alata tribe was more suitable."

Having said this, Shivaka showed a meaningful smile on his face.

Among the leaders of the six major tribes in the grassland, Alat is the shrewdest one. It would be safer to let him die as soon as possible.

For this reason, he didn't mind paying a few more men and horses as a price.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the camp.

"Chief, Natulu is back."

"Tell him to come in."

After a while, Naturu walked into Shivaka's camp.

Natulu looked at Shivakar, his face full of reverence.

"Chief, that food transport team was indeed a trap for the Xia people. You are really awesome!"

Facing the compliments from his subordinates, Shivaka just smiled and shook his head.

"It's nothing, I want to defeat

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If you are an enemy, you must first understand him. Those idiots don’t even know what they are facing, so how can they have any chance of winning?"

"The more I understand now, the more I can feel how powerful the Emperor of Great Xia is. Ohana and his gang alone cannot possibly be the opponent of the Emperor of Great Xia."

"When the ice and snow on this grassland melts, I'm afraid it will be their death. Before that, I have to seize the opportunity and do something. Counting the time, Ohana's bad temper should have led his troops to find Ala

Have you settled the score?"

Having said that, after Shivakar waved the two of them to retreat, he pulled out a bronze sword from under the seat cushion that should not have appeared on the grassland, reached out and stroked it gently.

Feeling the sharp blade, his eyes became deeper and deeper.

On the grassland, the wind and snow are blowing harder and harder.

Shinar held his father's body and sat in the snow, as motionless as a snowman.

"Xinar."

Listening to the familiar voice, Xinar turned his eyes slightly and looked at the middle-aged man standing next to him. His mouth opened a few times, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth.

"Uncle Amosi."

Seeing Xiner's devastated look, Amosi sighed inwardly.

"Your father is dead. From now on, you will be the new leader of the Alata tribe. You have to cheer up and act like a man."

Amosi's reminder made a look of pain appear on Shinar's face, and the facial muscles frozen by the wind and snow looked particularly distorted at this moment.

Seeing the painful look of Shinar, Amosi also showed a bit of pain on his face. He had no children, so he had always raised Shinar as his own child, but now it seems that the eldest brother and him,

In the past, I was too protective of Xinar.

This child is indeed talented and brave, but no matter how talented he is, how can he become a big leader if he doesn't go through hardships and setbacks?

Feeling regretful about this incident, Amosi subconsciously shifted his gaze to the body of his eldest brother Alat, but at this glance, he saw something unusual.

"Xinar, brother seems to be holding something in his hand."

After hearing this, the expression on Xinar's face changed obviously, and his eyes subconsciously looked towards the hands of his father's body.

Sure enough, one of the hands was holding something.

After a moment of remorse in his heart, Shinar carefully opened his father's stiff fingers and took out the thing that was pulled from his hand.

"Is this...animal skin?"

Holding the broken piece of animal skin, a trace of doubt flashed in Xinar's eyes. He tried to unfold the piece of animal skin and spread it on the snow.

"There seems to be some pattern on this animal skin." Amosi, who was standing aside, suddenly said.

Xinar did not respond. He also saw the pattern on it, but the pattern was obviously only a part of it. With such a small piece, it was difficult for him to judge for a moment what the pattern on the animal skin was.

What.

"Animal skins, patterns..."

On the grasslands, there is only one pattern painted on animal skins, and that is the totem of each tribe!

Prairie people would use animal skins to make flags. Among the prairie tribes, these flags painted with different patterns were the symbols of each tribe.

In other words, this should be part of a certain totem, and under this premise, there are very few tribes that have the strength to attack the Alata tribe and kill all other tribesmen.

Shinar's thoughts were racing in his mind. Among the six major tribes, the totem styles of each tribe continued to appear in his mind, and he compared them with the totem in his hand.

Immediately, Xiner clenched his fists suddenly as if he thought of something.

"It's the totem of the Tuhot tribe!!"

Amosi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He was older than Shinar and had much more life experience than Shinar, so he instinctively felt that something was not right.

"Xinar, I think..."

Just when he was about to say something, a man ran over with a look of panic on his face.

"No...no, Ohana, the leader of the Tuhot tribe, is coming towards us with many troops!"

When Shinal heard this, he was immediately angry.

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Extremely laughable.

"You're here just in time! Gather my troops and get them all ready for battle!"
To be continued...