In the outer room of Hou Men, she took advantage of her beauty to commit murder

Balang tribe.

"Chief, too many of our cattle and sheep froze to death! The cattle and sheep of many small tribes froze to death overnight. There are not enough cattle and sheep. Our nomadism will be greatly affected in the coming year!" Minasan He said with a worried look.

"What, Nomad will be affected?" Dulu's eyes widened, he jumped up, and shouted in disbelief.

"Is it so serious? Isn't it just a few heavy snowfalls?" It's not surprising that he thought so. It was actually the first time he had heard that a snowstorm could be so powerful.

Although the snow fell a bit harder and lasted longer, he didn't expect it to affect their tribe.

You know, their Balang tribe is the most powerful tribe in this area. They have all been affected. Then those small tribes are directly covered by snow?
"Dulu, I think you are eating meat stupidly. All you can think about is food!" Cannes laughed, "You said your eyes can only see the roast lamb in the bonfire. As for other places, you You don’t even notice, how on earth did you become a warrior of the tribe!"

"It can't be because you ate too much, right?" As he said, he laughed and poured a glass of wine into his mouth.

Listening to his sarcasm, Dulu roared, slammed his fists on the table, stood up and looked at him with blazing eyes, "Cannes, if you have the ability to challenge someone, what's the point of speaking ill of people behind their backs!"

"Don't think that being a general means you are great. You can't defeat me anyway!"

"You are worthy of mocking me!" Dulu yelled, and with his voice, the wine bottle in his hand could no longer withstand his strength and actually cracked.

This made Cannes' pupils shrink and his hands tremble subconsciously.

This stupid thing's strength has actually increased again, and it can even crush bronze.

But that's it!
Thinking of this, Cannes raised the corner of his mouth slightly, picked up the wooden spoon on the table, scooped a spoonful of sake from the bronze tripod and poured it into the wine bottle, and said leisurely.

"The strength is good, but it's a pity that there is no reward!"

His leisurely and comfortable posture made Dulu angrier and angrier. He couldn't bear it anymore and threw away the cracked wine bottle in his hand.

"Oh!"

"Crack!"

The low solid wood table in front of him was punched by him and cracked in the middle.

"Crackling,..." The delicacies and bronze porcelain filled with it fell to the ground one after another.

The bronze cauldron filled with wine also fell to the ground, and the wine inside directly wet the hem of his clothes.

Dulu didn't care, his eyes were fixed on Cannes, and he gritted his teeth, "Cannes--"

"you wanna die--!"

"Don't think that having a loud voice is justified. I have my mouth. I can say whatever I want. It's not you who has the final say!" He shook the wine in his hand gently and smiled, "Besides, I don't That’s wrong, aren’t you just sitting here relying on your brute strength?”

"Don't tell me that you rely on this!" As he said, he pointed to his head, glanced at him sideways, and then drank the drink in his hand, "That's really funny, ha. Haha...this is really good, spicy and energetic!"

"Ah - you're so mad at me!" Dulu roared with eyes as big as copper bells, his hands resting on the low table that had been broken into two halves.

As the low table made an overwhelming clicking sound, his mountain-like body flexibly crossed the table and landed firmly on the ground with a loud "Peng" sound.

He couldn't stand it anymore. If he didn't teach this rude guy a lesson, how could he, Dulu, the most powerful warrior of the Balang tribe, lose his face?
Warriors are fearless!

Thinking of this, Dulu roared angrily, "Cannes, take the move!" As he said that, he clenched his fists and attacked him.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, Cannes snorted coldly, "Just pick it up!"

"I'm afraid you won't make it!" He said, putting the wine bottle on the table, turned over, jumped off the seat, and then ran towards the door neatly.

"It's a small place here, let's go out for a while!" "As you wish!" Dulu yelled, and ran out, leaving everyone at the banquet looking stunned.

Looking at the two guys who had a disagreement and ran out to make a fuss, Minasan's eyes flashed with a headache, and then he turned to look at Basai who was sitting in the upper seat.

"leader!"

Basai held his forehead and sighed, "Dulu was too violent!"

Minasan spread his hands, "Compared to his bravery, his IQ is indeed... alas!"

That sigh ended all the helplessness. The people present looked at each other, and the next second, they burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, haha..."

"Hahaha, Dulu is so miserable, he is played by General Cannes every time!"

Everyone could tell that Cannes was doing it on purpose, so that stupid guy took it well and ran over eagerly!

In all likelihood, he will be tricked again later, and he will probably be furious instead of furious!

"Why does General Cannes always have trouble with the Dulu Warriors?"

"A person who has force but only uses his brain, and a person who has no brain and only uses force, then naturally... hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

Basai and Minasan couldn't help but laugh.

After smiling, Minasan showed a trace of sadness on his face, "Chief, many ewes are freezing to death during this snowstorm. We need to think of a solution!"

For nomads, the most important asset besides pasture is the cattle and sheep, and the most important things for the cattle and sheep are the ewes and cows that can reproduce and the lambs and calves that symbolize health.

For a tribe to thrive, pastures and healthy flocks of cattle and sheep are all indispensable.

"Yes, many of my herdsmen's cattle and sheep have frozen to death. How can they live without their cattle and sheep?" A leader of a small tribe said.

They are all small tribes that belong to the Balang tribe. They usually go about their own business, but they have to make sacrifices.

If the Balang tribe accepts the offer, then when a crisis comes, they will naturally have the responsibility and obligation to protect them.

"We are right next to the snow-capped mountains. Although our cattle and sheep have not suffered much damage! But our pasture is at the foot of the snow-capped mountains. The snow on the mountains combined with the snow that originally fell has caused a very thick ice layer. After the beginning of spring, there are no more than a month's worth of ice. , it won’t melt at all. If the snow doesn’t melt, the grass underneath won’t grow. Without grass, the cattle and sheep will starve to death!”

"Two large pastures in my tribe have been blocked by snow, and we still don't know the situation... Alas!" a small tribe said in despair.

"our side……"

Listening to everyone's messy discussion, Basai's brows furrowed more and more.

"Chief..." When another leader of a small tribe was about to speak, he finally couldn't help it anymore and stretched out his hand to stop what he blurted out.

Looking at the leader of the small tribe who looked at him with hope, Basai pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache.

"Okay, I know it all!"

(End of this chapter)