Chapter 594: If You Call - Genocide (VI)
Farr did not immediately reply to Vivian.
Instead, he continued to lower his head slightly, his face gloomy, and his face was full of hesitation.
Looking at Farr who was full of hesitation, Vivian didn't feel anxious or annoyed.
Because Far's reaction was completely within Vivian's expectation.
Seeing that Farr did not respond and was still hesitating, Vivian approached Farr again, and the smile on her face gradually showed a strange and intriguing color.
He lowered his voice and said:
"Your Majesty the Wizard, just as I said just now, you are a smart man."
"And the leader of a tribe should be a smart person like you."
"Now that Your Excellency Suowa has been executed, the position of clan leader is empty..."
Hearing this, Farr's pupils shrank suddenly.
There is something in Vivian's words.
And Farr also heard the implication of Vivian's words.
Vivian continued:
"Your Excellency Suowa is dead. The person most qualified to be the new clan leader is none other than you."
"We Britannia people naturally hope that a smart person like you can be the leader of a tribe."
"Although I am just a small envoy, I have a very good relationship with the leader of our Michael Knights, and I have a sister relationship with a close associate of the leader, so I also have a direct relationship with him. The head of the group, and the qualification to provide advice directly to the head of the group.”
"Therefore, if I go to persuade the head of the group, the head of the group will definitely be very happy to help you ascend to the position and become the new leader of the Mahe tribe."
Speaking of this, Vivian stopped talking.
She took a few steps back and returned to where she was standing.
He stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at Farr in front of him with a smile on his face, quietly waiting for Farr's answer.
After listening to Vivian's words, Farr's eyes burst out with a bit of greed.
The lowered hands slowly clenched into fists.
While there was a bit of greed in his eyes, determination gradually appeared in his eyes.
And the confusion and struggle gradually dissipated...
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That night.
20:23.
"Hey, did you know? An envoy from the Britannia is here today." A short-haired warrior said to a long-haired warrior sitting next to him.
"Oh, I know." After saying this, a look of disdain appeared on the long-haired man's face, "Humph, these Britannias are troublesome.
If you want to fight, fight, why bother with so many things? Do they really think they can persuade us to put down our weapons and surrender? "
"Maybe it's really possible." The short-haired warrior said solemnly, "Don't the group of people in our tribe, headed by the wizard, advocate surrendering?"
"Tch, those cowards." The disdain on the long-haired man's face became even more intense, "They are the cancer of our Maho tribe! Or are they not from Lake, or are they from our Maho tribe?"
"Do they have no backbone at all? Have they ever thought about the consequences if we surrender?"
"If we surrender, we will be slaughtered by others, and there will be no room for resistance. I don't want to be a lamb that is slaughtered by others! I will resist to the end!"
"That's right! Well said!" The long-haired man's words seemed to inspire the short-haired man.
The short-haired man echoed with great momentum:
"We will fight to the end! We don't want to be lambs to be slaughtered! We will fight to the end! Let the people of Britannia see our backbone!"
While the two were chatting here, a male voice suddenly came from beside them:
"Hey! You two, go to the patriarch's house. The patriarch seems to have something to tell you."
The speaker is a warrior in their tribe.
"Clan leader?" The long-haired warrior frowned, "The clan leader actually has something to say to us... It's really rare..."
"It is indeed rare." The short-haired warrior stood up from the ground and patted the dust on his butt. "Let's go. Since the clan leader has called us to pass, it's better for us to go there quickly. If the clan leader is made to wait for a long time, Well, that’s not good.”
"Yeah, that's true."
After saying that, the long-haired warrior also stood up from the ground.
The two of them walked towards the clan leader's house together.
The two of them didn't know that after they walked away, the soldier who reported to them cast a cold gaze on their backs...
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"Huh? Where are you going?"
"Let's go to the patriarch's house. I just heard someone say that the patriarch seems to have something to say to us."
"Huh? Did the patriarch call you too? Someone just told us that the patriarch had something to tell us."
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"Huh? Are you also going to find the clan leader?"
"Yes. Someone just told me that the clan leader is looking for us."
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"Are you going to find the clan leader?"
"Huh? How do you know?"
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On the way to the patriarch's house, the short-haired warrior and the long-haired warrior met many waves of warriors who also went to the patriarch's house after learning that the patriarch was looking for them.
When they arrived at the door of the patriarch's house, there were already more than ten people gathered.
Although everyone felt a little strange, they didn't think anything else. They knocked on the wooden door of the clan leader's house. After receiving the clan leader's permission to enter, they opened the door directly and filed in.
They were not alert enough to notice that the chief's voice was different from before.
It became deeper and hoarser.
After the dozen warriors opened the door and entered the chief's house, they thought they would see the chief waiting for them.
But what was waiting for them was the archers who had been ambushed, and what greeted them was ruthless arrows.
When they entered the house and were still wondering why the chief was not there, the archers who had been ambushed shot at them, and they all died immediately.
Those who were not dead were also killed one after another.
After killing the dozen pro-war warriors, they immediately dragged their bodies away and prepared to call the next batch of pro-war warriors to come...
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At the same time.
On a high ground outside the Mahe tribe.
Vivian and Samuel stood on a high ground one after another, overlooking the Mahe tribe, which was now caught in a bloody storm.
Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night for the Mahe tribe.
After Farr's purge, there will probably not be any pro-war people left in the Mahe tribe when the sun rises tomorrow.
I don't know if it's Vivian's illusion, but even at such a distance, Vivian seems to smell a little blood.
Looking at the Mahe tribe below, Vivian suddenly chuckled a few times. She was obviously talking to Samuel, but her tone seemed to be talking to herself:
"Mr. Samuel, it's really ironic..."
"Although I finally bribed Lord Far to make him firm up his confidence and decide to launch a large-scale purge in the tribe and clean up all the pro-war people in the tribe."
"Lord Far's final promise to me was not entirely out of selfishness."
"I can see that Lord Far really cares about the tribe and doesn't want the tribe to fall into the desperate situation of genocide because of resisting us."
"Lord Far finally promised me and decided to clean up the pro-war factions in the tribe to satisfy his own selfish desires and for the future of the tribe."
"I really don't know if Lord Far is a good person or a bad person for doing this? I really don't know how the history books in the future will evaluate him."
After sighing so much, Vivian shrugged her shoulders, turned around and left here.
Military genius brought Zizhi Tongjian to another world
Military genius brought Zizhi Tongjian to another world