Chapter 3167 Tribal Alliance!
The closest ones to the Wugan tribe are the Urigen Dalai Lama and the Ahali tribes.
The Dalai Lama tribe is in the south of the Wugan tribe, while the Ahali tribe is in the west of the Wugan tribe.
The Dalai Lama is a hero, and the previous tribal alliance was even more vaguely led by him.
Of course, the current leader of the tribal alliance is the leader of Wugan.
Ahali was supported by Wugan. However, Ahali was despicable. When the Japanese attacked, he stood with the Dalai Lama of Wurijig, which almost caused huge losses to the Wugan tribe.
So when facing these two people, Wu Gan was also vain and was not as trusted as before.
What's more, when he left the Dragon Boat Festival last time, he left a sentence. He felt that the Dalai Lama had problems with the Urigen and was not trustworthy.
So Wugan naturally doesn’t trust Wurigen Dalai Lama very much.
But since the Dalai Lama and Ahari were here, Wugan had to entertain warmly.
During the meal, the Dalai Lama asked about Wugan’s combat plan.
Wugan shirked that the people had not arrived yet, and after they arrived, everyone held a meeting to study and decide.
The Dalai Lama seemed to feel that Wugan was guarding against him, so he did not continue to ask questions.
On the contrary, Ahari laughed and said, "Wugananda, now you are the leader of the tribe alliance, everything is the final say. Although my Ahari tribe is not many, this time, I dispatched 600 cavalry, which is all the troops of my Ahari tribe."
The purpose of Ahari's words was to ease the previous conflict with the Wugan tribe. The second was to take more benefits.
Ahari actually has no other thoughts in being a human being. He is just greedy. Whoever can give him more benefits will follow him.
Before, he believed that the Dalai Lama of Urigen gave him many benefits, so he followed the Dalai Lama of Urigen.
But after what happened before, Ahari had already understood deeply that he could eat meat with the tangerines, so he was so attentive.
Wu Gan naturally knew Ahari's thoughts and laughed: "Don't worry, after this battle, I will distribute the spoils according to the size of the credit and the bravery of each tribe."
"Hahahahahahaha!"
When Ahari heard this, he laughed. What he wanted was Wugan's words.
And maybe if others say such things, Ahari would not believe it. But Wugan is a hero on the grassland, and his words are all in one word.
The Dalai Lama looked slightly darker on the side, and he scoffed at someone like Ahari.
In his opinion, Ahari is a fence-skinned man and is useless.
But on the surface, he still had to agree.
However, at this moment, the guards of the Wugan Tribe came to report that the leaders of each tribe had arrived and immediately entered the Wugan Tribe.
When Wu Gan heard this, she quickly stood up and said, "Let's go, let's pick up the leaders of each tribe."
The Dalai Lama and Ahari also stood up at the same time, after all, this is a matter of etiquette.
What's more, the identities of the leaders of each tribe are the same as theirs. If they want to continue to survive on the grassland, they must establish good relations with each tribe.
So, under the protection of the guards, the group of three went to the west of the Wugan tribe to greet the leaders of each tribe.
Wugan, Wurigen Dalai and Ahali walked side by side and walked through the wide and lively streets of the Wugan tribe.
The tribesmen of the Wugan tribe all looked respectfully.
The status of Wugan's great leader in Wugan tribe is unsold.
What's more, at this time, the leader of Wugan had become the leader of the tribal alliance. What a glory it was?
So whenever they see the leader of Wugan, they sincerely respect and pay the highest respect.
But compared with Ahali and Urigendalai, the tribes of these Wugan tribes only barely squeezed out a smile and then gave polite salutes.
Because they all knew very well that when the Wugan tribe encountered a disaster, these two people not only watched the fire from the other side of the river, but also almost caused huge losses to the Wugan tribe.
So at this time, they are already very polite to be able to keep smiling.
When they were young, three people led by the leader of Wugan came to the west entrance of the tribe.
I saw dust flying in the distance, and teams of cavalry surrounded the leaders of various tribes slowly coming.
The leader was Chahar, the leader of the Tabunam tribe with a dark face. He rode on a tall dark horse and looked particularly majestic.
"Chahar Anda, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you are getting more and more energetic!"
Wugan took the lead in greeting him and greeted him with a smile. Although Chahar is a hero on the grassland, he is much better than others. At least he has absolutely no problem with his reputation, and he is also a straightforward person.
Chahar laughed, jumped off his horse, and held Wugan's hand tightly: "Wugan Anda, you are now the leader of the tribal alliance, and we are all counting on you!"
Wugan laughed and said, "Haha, Chahar Anda is over-reputable."
At this moment, the leaders of other tribes also dismounted and exchanged greetings with Wugan, Wurigendalai, Ahali and others one by one.
Bold laughter and kind greetings are coming one after another.
But only the parties involved know who is trustworthy here, and who is just perfunctory on the surface.
Everyone is secretly evaluating the other party's strength and position, and who is worthy of real trust?
Of course, it seems that everyone is not trustworthy.
At least on the grassland, they think this is the case. If the Japanese hadn't come, they were actually hostile. It is a common thing for one tribe to annex another tribe.
So at this time, the Japanese gave them more opportunities to get close to each other and formed this tribal alliance.
After a greeting, the leader of Wugan suggested: "Dear Anda, thank you for your hard work. Please follow me to the Central Army tent, let's drink and chat."
As he said that, Wugan waved his hand to signal the guards to lead the leaders to the tent.
Everyone echoed, and then the group walked towards the central army tent in the center of the tribe.
The tent stands majestic, like a small palace.
The tent was surrounded by colorful flags, fluttering in the wind.
When I entered the tent, I saw that a sumptuous banquet had been prepared in the tent.
The roasted whole lamb exudes an attractive aroma, with a golden crust crispy and delicious; the horse milk wine is mellow and sweet, and melts in the mouth; the meat is tender and juicy, making people salivate.
There are all kinds of grassland food, which is dazzling.
Dear leaders all sat down one after another. As the host, Wugan raised her glass to speak:
"Dear Anda, today we will gather together to discuss the plan to fight the enemy. I, Wugan, hereby promised that we will lead everyone to fight against foreign aggression and defend the dignity and glory of our grassland warriors to the death!"
"good!"
The leaders raised their glasses to respond.
However, they are not really for dignity and glory, but for the things of the Japanese.
The Japanese war horses are good things, while the Japanese guns and cannons are good things.
In the previous battle, the Wugan tribe seized a large amount of weapons and equipment, expanding its original cavalry of more than 2,000 cavalry to 5,000.
Everyone was very jealous. At this time, the Japanese had become the braised pork in their eyes. Kill the Japanese and seize their weapons and equipment and they could grow stronger by themselves.
Chapter completed!