Othua's War Banner

Chapter 195 0194: Farewell Season

Another week has passed.

The dew is heavy, and the harsh winter seems to be dying.

Sidi looked at the mottled clouds on the horizon and saw the types of monsters passing by in the wind. Hongxia and gray rain had appeared several times...

"The blizzard is coming," said City, "and we're leaving."

The warriors sitting around the dining table sighed again and again, and the sound of wine glasses colliding with wooden boards became one.

Ken saw that both Tomio and Hume were still unsatisfied.

"You can stay as long as you want," he said.

Everyone laughed loudly. Although the rest is good, the affairs in the tribe will not be reduced because of this. The hunting season is approaching, and the last leisure time will be exhausted.

Ken knew it was useless to keep him.

With the help of the coalition forces, Thornton Kaya is developing at an unimaginable speed.

It is no longer a dilapidated place on the coast of the ice surface, but a brand-new tribe with row upon row of winter houses and flourishing trade routes.

"Ah, well," he held up the brew, "Salute to prosperity."

Sitting next to each other, she raised her arms and said, "Salute to peace."

"Hail to friends!" cried Hume.

"To trust..."

Tomio said, holding down his beard and rubbing the muscles in his jaw.

The strange old man of the fern tribe was silent for a moment, and he also smiled and offered the wine glass. With transparent and joyful eyes, he said: "Salute to the wasteland, and give us the destiny to meet each other."

"It's so sour, old man!"

Hume pouted mockingly.

The war banners of the other tribes also expressed their blessings amidst laughter and laughter. Everyone drank the good wine in their hands, and then started to prepare for the departure.

They come together, but leave as part of each other.

The small tribe has less luggage and can be cleaned up the fastest. In addition, the battle flags basically have to do it themselves, so they can only take a step ahead with regret.

The first person to leave is followed by chariots and horses.

Tomio's [Empty Valley Tribe] is the farthest away. In order to catch up with the preparations for the hunting season, we can only bid farewell to everyone.

He withdrew with a large group of troops, leaving a blank space in the camp area.

Everyone looked very lonely.

Ken made good on his promise.

He filled Tomio's convoy with Bingyan's catches, and sent them to stuff them into his armor.

"I regret that the monster you promised seems to be running out of time."

Wu Senbu said with his hands behind his back.

On the eve of the blizzard, those tame beasts basically hid, as a way to return to their cages from the winter, and hardly came out to move around.

"The lieutenants of the Fern Tribe have been out for the past few days. If there is any news, they will come back to inform them as soon as possible. I will stay a little longer and will definitely do what I say."

"Don't force it too much," Ken said, "You don't owe me anything, I am grateful, and some things just go with the flow."

He asked Wusenbu very curiously: "Don't the fern tribe need to prepare for the hunting season?"

The strange old man smiled, and faintly straightened his back.

During the time Ken spent with him, he knew him well, and he knew that this was a performance of Wusenbu's pride.

"The fern tribe relies on young adults. My sons have been able to take responsibility very early. They don't look forward to the position of the battle flag, and they are very down-to-earth in doing things."

Wu Senbu stretched his brows, and continued to pretend to be deep: "I just do what I want to do outside, maybe one day there will be an accident, and my children can justifiably go further? Right."

Of course, this is a joke.

Ken now understands that the stronger the tribe, the more choices it has.

The soldiers brought out by Wusenbu are all adjutant-level fighters, experienced and skilled, and those accompanying soldiers are also experienced veterans in the tribe.

Take the just-concluded Qi Bing Apostle campaign as an example.

With such a tragic battle situation and such a ferocious enemy, the number of people killed by the Fern Tribe was the least among all the coalition forces.

But the role played at the critical moment, whether it is detecting the enemy's situation or assisting the attack, is all done beautifully.

"Wouldn't it be a problem if there's no battle flag sitting in the town?" Ken still couldn't believe it.

But Wu Senbu waved his hand, pointed to his accompanying army and said, "They are just a small force of the fern tribe, just like the small finger of a mighty warrior."

Ken grimaced.

He finally understood why Sidi repeatedly emphasized that he had to learn from the battle banners of the Fern Tribe.

He just thought that the strange old man Huangyuan had rich experience and had some hidden skills.

"I still don't know much about my allies," Ken sighed. "It's really embarrassing to ask you rich guys to help me build my homeland."

He made up his mind:
Before Wu Senbu left, he had to find an opportunity to repay the other party, including Xi Di. This female warring never asked lightly, but she must not be indifferent.

"Sitty, I'll think of a way."

Ken frowned in thought.

Wusenbu saw all his reactions in his eyes.

This old fox has the most thoughts, and his words and deeds actually include tests and temptations for others.

Ken is a good boy.

He didn't try his best to curry favor with him because of his displayed strength, nor did he change his principles and marry with City under the instigation of everyone.

"Don't put pressure on yourself. I think you will make us climb sooner or later. Now it's just investment, just like the children of the wasteland treat the land. Sooner or later, you will become luxuriant and bless us."

Wusenbu laughed.

Ken readily agreed, and he had a teacher-like respect for the old man.

He invited the other party to the main building in the center of the village, where almost all important meetings were held.

At the beginning of the design, Burke paid great attention to safety and sound insulation, and even the organs used were the most detailed and deadly ones.

Selina also often stays here.

She travels between various ruins all the year round, and is very good at architecture and trap crafting.

So Selina treats this building as a toy, and often studies magic books in the innermost room.

Thanks to this, the safety factor of the main building of the village is extremely high.

Ken specially invited Wusenbu here, and he also had this consideration.

What he was going to say next was actually for Selena to "accidentally" hear, so as to test out more clues.

"Aside from the wolf spirit, aren't you curious about another thing?"

Ken sat cross-legged on the warm animal skin, the light in the room was just right, and the stove gave off a warm and mysterious light.

"Ah, finally," Wusenbu took off the totem and held it in his palm, "the opportunity has come."

Ken once received a mission among the various reminders in the notes, the wasteland tomb, which seems to be a legend about Shujisi and the age of the old gods.

But he didn't expect this matter to be so important.

From the moment Wusenbu heard this word, his face showed absolute concentration and devotion.

The puzzle that the animal clan has explored for generations is the wasteland tomb.

It is about the historical truth of the North, and the true face of the old gods.

(End of this chapter)