Twenty Sided Dice

readx(); The Jackdaw tribe has undoubtedly become the largest tribe in the northern steppe.

Relying on the bond of in-laws, the Jackdaw Tribe and the Black Wolf Tribe were united to form the tightest core. The giant Kerry relied on his own strength and courage, as well as his forthright and trustworthy character, to gather the Red Sun Tribe, Broken Spear Tribe and Cave Bear Tribe. According to Siegel's information, they found a holy place belonging to nomads on the grassland. Here, the water plants are lush and the climate is pleasant, which is the most suitable for the tribe to recuperate.

After the Orc War, the Jackdaw tribe in a broad sense has returned to the scale of 5,000 people, and there are 1,500 warriors who can fight on horseback. They moved in large groups on the grasslands and absorbed all the weak tribes. Those who are willing to surrender will move the entire tribe, and those who are unwilling to surrender will take away the supplies and horses, leaving the heads in place.

The Jackdaw tribe and the White Bird family are black and white, with opposite flags, but they share a great silver mine. With enough money, the Jackdaw Tribe purchased various materials directly through the Bird's Nest City, especially the weapons and armors that they had been difficult to obtain in the past.

The armed Jackdaw tribe was unstoppable, advancing step by step towards Waterdeep. The masked lords of Waterdeep are already feeling the pressure, and their trade in goods with Mora's Pinnacle has been greatly affected. Just as the masked lords would organize their armies to take down the giant Kree, a sudden war by the elves disrupted their plans.

Such a rare opportunity, Myrcella, the "Black Wolf" of the Jackdaw tribe, saw the opportunity and suggested that her husband be officially called Khan and unify all the nomadic tribes under his management. This proposal has the support of almost all the confidants of the Jackdaws, and Kerry is also quite moved, but how to implement it?

Rough statistics, through continuous annexation actions, the Jackdaw tribe had a population of over 20,000 at the beginning of the Elf War, and 5,000 warriors who could fight. These people walked around the Holy Land, divided into four large residential areas. Three of the finished glyphs protect the core Jackdaw tribe in the middle. The population of other tribes on the steppe is four times that of the jackdaws, but they have never been able to form a joint force, and it will be a matter of time before they will be annexed.

But Kerry didn't want to become King Khan just by threatening him with force. So he asked Myrcella to find a way to gather all the tribal leaders, and he wanted to see which tribes supported him as a Khan, and which ones dared to oppose him.

"Black Wolf Princess" Myrcella thought of an idea. Take advantage of the winter grassland without incident. Hold a tournament in the Holy Land and choose a wife for the prince of the Jackdaw tribe. Although the little guy has just learned to speak, he is lively and active all day, wild and crazy. But he is the eldest son of the giant Kree, the most likely future heir to the Jackdaw tribe.

Say it again. By the time he can get married, it will take at least ten years. During this decade, the tribes who have this relationship are sure to live a good life. Forming an alliance with the Jackdaw tribe, or relying on shelter under its wings are good choices. According to the current situation, there is no suspense that the Jackdaw will become the first in the grassland, which is a good backer.

According to tradition, whether it is a martial arts tournament or a prince's marriage, it is a very influential event on the grasslands. Therefore, Kerry proposed that it should be carried out in the Holy Land, under the witness of the sky and the earth, and no one can raise any objection.

The giant Kerry ordered messengers to set out, carrying messages to the tribes. The tribes came as promised, including the mighty more than 2,000 grassland warriors brought by the leaders of the tribes, the same number of horses and vehicles full of gifts.

The most important thing on the grassland is the space, but it was quickly filled with the newly added population. People, horses, and carted animals were stationed at the edge of the holy site, and tents of all kinds stretched for miles. The consumption of food is a headache. Fortunately, the Jackdaw tribe was prepared to consume the cattle and sheep they plundered but did not produce milk or calf.

The more people gather, the more right and wrong. The idle warriors started fighting after they had eaten and drank their energy. Conflicts between tribes and tribes always need a solution, so there are dozens of fights every day in the camps of outsiders. Bleeding is just trivial, and dead people are not uncommon.

Kerry just smiled when he heard these circumstances: "Without some people dying, how can this Warriors Tournament be so grand?"

"It's better to let the tournament start first. Eliminate some people." Misera came up with an idea: "Those who are defeated will be embarrassed and their voices will become weaker. It's helpful for you to say sweat."

"It doesn't matter, but one thing is very important." Kerry gave his wife a strong kiss on the face, and then said: "The competition is very sacred, and the three spirits must not be desecrated. It must be fair and just."

"I know."

So the tournament started early. All who want to participate will receive a number plate to identify themselves. Since the vast majority of people are illiterate, and some cannot even recognize numbers, the number plates handed out are full of pictures. Use different combinations of cattle, sheep, horses, birds, snakes, dogs and other animals to distinguish. For example, Kerry's brand is five lively white crows, and an unknown contestant got the "bull, dog, snake, horse and sheep" brand.

This can be regarded as the wisdom of grassland people, but the problem is that the pictures are not accurate, and some people's aesthetic eyes are also very unique, always pointing at the horse and saying it is a dog. So there's always going to be a mistake, and it's not uncommon to have a fight over it. Kerry laughed after hearing this, saying that everything was the will of the Three Spirits, which is so strange.

The warriors sweated uncontrollably, and the muscles and muscles made a bang bang bang. The chiefs of the tribes were more concerned about another matter, which girl could marry the prince of Jackdaw.

Halfway up the mountain in the Holy Land, in the long hall made of wood, stone and grass, the powers of the entire grassland were concentrated, and the noise of the quarrel was deafening. The giant Kerry sat on the highest seat and looked at everything with a smile. He licked his upper body, his strong muscles glowed red under the fire, and a necklace strung with animal teeth and gems hung down on his chest, covering the faint scars that had healed. You can string a tooth for every person you kill, and a gem for every battle you don't win. Kerry's chest has already hung three strings of such necklaces, and as long as he moves his body, the necklaces will make a rattling sound.

The people under the platform will always quarrel with similar results, and then you can know how many forces there are still on the grassland. He picked up the wine on the table next to him and gulped it down—the room was so hot, it didn't feel like it was going to be winter at all.

Myrcella reminded him in advance that he must not be impatient or express his opinions easily. It takes ten years for a child to get married and have children. As a father, don't worry. He just needs to sit in his seat, watch and listen calmly.

Kerry thought he could do it, but soon got bored. The temperature of the people here and the long hall made him a little uncomfortable, and the sound of martial arts fighting outside attracted his attention and challenged his patience. His muscles twitched with excitement, like a pre-fight warm-up. However, there was no opponent here, and the feeling of anxiety continued to grow, and he drank another glass of red wine.

The wine was hot, which made him very unhappy, and kicked the servant's ass, causing him to roll on the ground. "Go, get some water outside, I want to make ice!"

The servant quickly got up and went out from behind the tent.

No one would care about such a move, and the leaders were still arguing. Since they were married, it was no problem for the woman to be younger than Prince Jackdaw, so even unborn women could be compared, and the scene became more and more chaotic. This is like a bragging conference. There is no standard for discussion at all. It only depends on who has a loud voice and thick arms. There were only two people sitting in the corner of the long hall, not speaking, looking at Kerry on the stage with gloomy eyes from a distance.

They wrapped themselves in sheepskin coats and seemed to be very afraid of the cold. The two were not as strong as the prairie warriors, and their slender fingers obviously hadn't grasped a long sword for a few days. With their heads close together, one with a hooked nose and one with a scarred face, they talked to each other in low voices.

"I didn't expect that the suppression of magic here is so strong." The person with the hook nose said: "My spells are almost all invalid, how are you?"

The other Scarface nodded and said helplessly: "I am in the same situation too. Spell sticks, scrolls, and even magic rings can't work, only the potion is better. Without spells, you can only control Kerry by relying on Drugs and hypnosis, but they all require access to him and a chance to be alone with him. Do you have a solution?"

Eagle Hook Nose shook his head, "Don't look at him careless, but the guards around him are not simple people. Without the help of magic, it is impossible to get close. However, the winner of the competition needs to toast to the organizer of the conference, that may be an opportunity. "

"Can you see who will win?"

Hook-nosed rolled his eyes, looked at his companions mockingly, and said, "These savages are all messing around, and God knows who will win. But we just need to know where the drinks are kept."

"Okay~www.novelmt.com~ Leave this to me, and I'll go check it out." Scarface wiped his nose with the handkerchief, and the scent of fragrant powder on it could cover up some human odors in the hall.

"Don't be busy. In addition to investigating, you have to keep an eye on other people. Don't lose your target. During this time, I need to leave."

Scarface looked at him alertly: "What are you doing?"

"If I want to configure a suitable potion, I have to leave this magical dead zone." Eagle Hook sneered: "Let's not say anything else, my potion is better than yours, right?"

"Humph!" Scarface wanted to exchange with him, but he also knew that Hooked Nose was right. Everything still has to focus on the task. If you want the steppe cavalry to deal with the elves, you must control the Jackdaw tribe. The key to everything lies in the giant Kerry. Generally, barbarians have very simple minds and are very easy to control. The two of them blended into the visiting tribes smoothly, and they were even able to enter the core long hall. But the environment here is to restrain magic, and they can't start, which makes the difficulty of the task abruptly increased.

Fortunately, this farce of competition and concubine selection will continue for several days, and they still have a chance.

And this was more than a month before Siegel ambush the ancient tree of war. (To be continued.)