Lord Roar

Chapter 86

The members of the Bloodhoof Tribe rushed to the newly built small auditorium immediately after receiving the notice.

Many well-informed tribal fighters were surprised from ear to ear when they learned that their clansmen had mastered the unique fighting spirit of human beings. Even they, who had always been simple-minded, understood what this meant.

So when they meet Babylon the Great, they all wink their noses, insisting on letting him show his fighting spirit.

The Great Babylon did not show any timidity, just like a human-shaped electric light, standing in the same spot with all his body shining, and a lot of startled tribal warriors touched left and right curiously.

Kelong stood by, like an angry little daughter-in-law, wanting to cry but not crying.

Not long after, all the clansmen almost entered the arena. The old Zach, who saw that people came, stood on the wooden platform, looked at the clansmen sitting on the benches and whispering, cleared his throat and said: "Brothers and sisters , We gathered here today because there is an important matter related to our tribe, and we want to discuss it with you."

"Chief, if you have anything to say, just talk about it. We can discuss anything with you. Whatever you say, we will do it."

"Yes, yes. You decide, Chief."

"Big Babylon has mastered Dou Qi, we all know it. Is the chief planning to arrange for us to learn both? Can't you take special care of Big Babylon just because he is your godson?"

"Is the chief like that? Hey, even if that's the case, we can ask Brother Allen to arrange it for us."

"That's right, what is the Cologne warrior called? It was arranged by Brother Allen for Babylon the Great."

As usual, the audience started to chatter again.

"Shut up, be quiet! Listen to me." Old Zach roared with a serious face: "It's not about fighting, it's about something else. I also want to make a decision directly. The problem is this matter and your Alan Brother, he wants to ask your opinion."

"What's wrong with Brother Allen, then the discussion between you two is over."

"If there's anything Brother Allen can't solve, we still have to work hard, Chief, to call us over."

"Neither the chief nor the Allen brothers can solve it, so it's no use calling us."

"Yes, it is not."

The old Zach ignored the group of people who were making noise in the audience, glanced at the big Babylon and Alan next to him, and said to the audience: "I want to pass on the position of the chief to you Brother Alan, everyone knows, The sheikh was announced publicly, so I would like to ask your opinion?"

As soon as the old Zack finished speaking, hundreds of people in the audience were quiet. They looked at Allen and then at the old blood chief. For a while, except for the sound of breathing, the silence became more and more strange.

The news was so explosive that they couldn't react without any mental preparation.

Allen was not surprised at all, but seeing the dull expressions of the barbarians below, he was still a little disappointed.

Hey, it seems that as a foreigner, I still haven't really integrated into it.

Suddenly a weak voice broke the silence: "Then Brother Alan is willing?"

Old Zack nodded: "Brother Allen is of course willing, he is our family member, and he is willing to take over as the chief for the glory of the tribe. Would you like to let the name of our Bloodhoof tribe under the leadership of Brother Allen?" Since then, it has resounded throughout the wild and ancient plains."

"Yes!" The tribal people's voices were loud and tidy.

"Isn't it you. Damn, it's too childish?" Allen was dumbfounded. Even he himself didn't expect that he had such a high prestige in the tribe.

Dina clenched her fists offstage, tears streaming down her face.

It seems that this strong maid also likes the bloodhoof tribe.

And the big Babylon next to him laughed like a weasel who stole a hundred chicks.

Alan didn't know, but he knew very well that for the tribesmen, the chief was not just a banner, but more like a leader.

The leading sheep does not necessarily need to be strong, as long as it can lead the sheep on the right path.

Just like the warriors in the tribe, everyone went to the battlefield together, ate and slept together, and the training they received was the same since they were young. No one is superior in strength and can fight several times. Everyone is equally divided.

It is true that they advocate force, but they respect people with vision and wisdom more.

If a family member who has a quick brain and wholeheartedly serves the good of the tribe appears, then everyone is willing to support him and obey him.

Babylon the Great understands this, old Zack understands it, and all the warriors in the tribe understand it, except Alan, an outsider who doesn't understand it.

The titular leader of the barbarians in the entire wasteland, the Great Chief, was also just an old barbarian warrior with not outstanding combat skills. However, under his leadership, the Great Chief tribe not only integrated the four noble tribes, but With the support of the tribe, dozens of barbarian tribes, large and small, were unified, and then commanded the barbarian warriors to defend the land and fight against the continuous invasion of humans and Behemoth on the border of the wasteland.

The barbarians do not have the lofty ambition to dominate the world, let alone the capital, they only hope to recuperate in the wilderness. They are eager to fight, but it does not mean that they are all war madmen.

Under the leadership of the great chief, although the barbarians in the wasteland still live under the dual threats of Beamon and humans, compared with the barbarians who were scattered like sand a few decades ago, many tribal fighters now are no longer living in dire straits. Facing natural and man-made disasters.

This is why most tribes are willing to support the warchief.

Through observation and understanding during this period of time, old Zack and young Zack, including most of the young tribal fighters headed by Babylon the Great, saw that Alan was different from others, just like the great chief saw it many years ago. The various disadvantages of the barbarians are also committed to changing the inherent old concepts and disadvantages, and they also personally change all the tribes in the wasteland.

However, Allen and old Zack have different visions. No matter how enlightened old Zack is, he is a native barbarian after all, and he is fundamentally different from Allen.

This is also the main reason why the tribe's own people are willing to support Alan as the new chief.

Especially the Great Babylon, until now he is still immersed in the joy of cultivating his fighting spirit. At the beginning, he looked at Alan who was still completely confused, and gave him a slight push.

"Ah?" Allen, who was in a trance, pulled his thoughts back to reality. He looked at the blood hoof Zack in the stands, and then at the barbarian soldiers in the stands. He didn't know what to do for a while.

Although he didn't do much by himself, and he didn't join the Bloodhoof tribe for a long time, but he was able to get everyone's unanimous approval. It would be a lie to say he was unhappy, especially for him who was always full of vanity.

But it's different, it's the same as he advises their group leader every day, suddenly one day, the group leader was happy, and told him solemnly: You are not bad, I'm stepping down to give way to the virtuous, group leader, you can do it.

Isn't this playing the piano randomly?

How much he owns, he knows best in his heart, let him shoulder the important task of revitalizing the Bloodhoof Tribe?He felt that he was not good enough.

This has nothing to do with whether the level of awareness is high or not, it's just that I don't like to be restrained and don't want to take too much responsibility.

At this time, he also saw that Old Zack and Babylon the Great had long expected such a result. Only he, an outsider, was still foolishly self-righteous. It seems that the thinking of these barbarians is really Unreasonable.

(End of this chapter)