Chapter 32 Countermeasure

The cold wind whined, and the sky was full of turbulence. I don't know when the wind stopped and the goose feather snow fell down. It seemed that the heavenly fairy held flowers and floated down with a cold wind, but ushered in infinite beauty.

The heavy snow lasted until dawn, and the endless Als Mountains in the distance were covered with silver and beautiful. The earth was covered with silver and quiet air without any wind and grass. The heavy snow covered the Ars Mountains and the area where the Tatamu family was located, as well as the small tents of Kowloon.

Open his sleepy eyes, stretched his waist lazily, breathed the slightly cold air, and suddenly felt clear. He sat up, raised his eyebrows, and a beautiful mountain and rivers came into his eyes. Mesomea opened the curtain and walked out of the tent. A cold air rushed towards him, which not only made people shudder.

In front of the small tent, there were 20 old people. They wore fiery red feather fan robes and knelt on the ground quietly. Although the weather was extremely cold, they looked like a spring breeze, but they had a different sense of immortality.

Mesomea was surprised to see the old people kneeling so devoutly. She looked back at the sleeping Kowloon in the small tent and smiled. Perhaps this was Jiulong's achievement last night. Mesomea did not disturb the old people's kneeling. She quickly walked into the tent.

"Brother Jiulong..." Mesomea shook Jiulong and called softly.

Kowloon was actually already awake. He sat up slowly, looked at Mesomea, and said nothing.

"Brother Jiulong, what's wrong with the people outside?" Mesormia asked.

"Mesomea, didn't you say last night that you would build a tribe here? Today we will realize this dream!" Jiulong suddenly stood up. He took Mesomea in one hand, gently picked up the curtain, and looked at the old man who was kneeling quietly. Jiulong's eyes were bright, and he rushed straight out of the sky. He looked down, looked down at the earth, looked up at the ice and snow, and looked down at the ice-like beauty of the Als Mountains.

"Lao, please get up!" Kowloon's majestic voice sounded, slowly rippled in the ice and snow.

The old man kneeling in the front heard it and quickly kowtowed his head, "Chief, the establishment of the Kowloon tribe is the will of the gods. For the prosperity and prosperity of our clan, I ask the chief to promise!"

Kowloon looked at the old man and other patriarchs. His heart was in a tingle. In a trance, he saw that the snow suddenly changed color, which was a scene of prosperity. People settled down and worked happily, with grain for years, and a peach garden fairyland.

"The patriarchs obeyed the order that from now on, the Sahal clan will change their name to the Kowloon tribe, build a temple for the Qingyan God, burn incense and sacrifice. When the opportunity is good, the Kowloon tribe will be officially established!"

"Yes, chief!" Hearing this, all the elders suddenly burst into tears. They stood up slowly, looked at Jiulong respectfully, looked at his resolute and majestic face, heroic figure, and couldn't help but look forward to a better future.

"Chief, the Tatamu family is too poor to establish a tribe. Please go to the clan immediately to worship the Qingyan God and establish the Kowloon tribe!" The old Zong said respectfully.

"In that case, let's go!" Kowloon nodded gently and said, "The news of the establishment of the Kowloon tribe cannot be leaked at present. When Omayr's army suppresses the territory and commands one side of territory, it will be established!"

"Yes, chief!" Mr. Zong should be in a hurry.

At this time, Euro Tatison and Salina also quietly walked out of the tent. Seeing this scene, they also faithfully blessed Jiulong and looked forward to another place to fight everywhere, which had already made them exhausted. As soon as Zong Lao waved his hand, the soldiers immediately took the horses and fell into the bench. In line with the majesty of the chief, Jiulong pulled Mesomia, on the horse together. With an order, everyone left vastly, leaving only solid horseshoe marks on the snow.

In a relatively spacious room, Jiulong sat in the first seat. Next to Euro Tattisson, the elders stood quietly. Jiulong narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the old people, and suddenly said, "How many clans are there in the Mancra tribe?"

"Chief, there are a total of 78 clans in the Mankra tribe here. Our Sahar clan belongs to the upper middle of the whole tribe, and there are more than 600 subordinate families in total!"

"Hmm!" After hearing this, Jiulong nodded gently and asked, "How many soldiers and horses have been led by the clan in a long-term expedition? Now they are stationed there!"

"The patriarch led 300,000 of our Sahal people, and now we are stationed on the bank of Ars, waiting for the Omael tribe to suppress the border and resist!"

"300,000?" Hearing this, Jiulong frowned slightly and then asked, "How many people have the Mankla tribe been entangled?"

The old men said without hesitation, "Three million!"

"Okay, immediately send someone to send an order to the patriarch and ask him to try his best to rebel against other clans. When our 500,000 troops of the Omer tribe suppressed the border, he would listen to my order and immediately launch a counterattack and annihilate all the garrison of the Mankra tribe in one fell swoop. At that time, the Sahal clan will remember the first-class merit!"

"Yes, chief!" The old people took the order again.

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When the elders left, Jiulong gently closed his eyes and quietly thought about how to do it next. If they want to build a tribe, even the smallest tribe, they don't need a sound system. It is impossible to support an independent world for clans like Sahal.

Oro Tatison looked at Jiulong and said slowly, "Brother Jiu... What should we do next? If the establishment of the tribe is announced now, we will order many parties to press, and our armed forces are too weak to compare with the Mankra tribe!"

"Hmm!" Jiulong nodded gently. He looked at Euro Tatison and said, "Oro Tatison, you immediately go to the 13th Army, bring 500 Molin knights, cooperate with the patriarch of the Sahal clan, and use both inside and external plans to destroy the three million Mankra army!"

"Good!" Euro Tatison nodded slowly, "Now the heavy snow is starting to fall. It won't be long before the snow will seal the mountains. The Als Mountains will turn into thousands of glaciers, and the whole Mankra tribe will also be sealed by the snow town. That's a great time for me to develop!"

"Okay, I will immediately inform Weilong to pick you up and lead all the Molin cavalry. We will immediately take action and must take down three million troops in a short period of time. Once the snow is sealed, we will announce the establishment of the Kowloon tribe, rest and move. By next spring, we will fight against Mankra. The tribe attacked fiercely, destroyed Mankla, and built a powerful tribe!"

"Yes! Chieftain!" Euro Tatison suddenly held his fist and took the order loudly. He looked at Jiulong's embarrassed face and laughed loudly. Then, he went away and immediately went to the 13th Army.

After watching Euro Tatison leave, Jiulong conveyed the order to the two-winged Cangling, and called the patriarchs to discuss some procedures on how to establish tribes, from military defense construction, political construction, cultural construction, economic construction, as small as how people survive, how to dominate the productive forces, how to distribute the fruits of labor, and how tribes How to prepare for the construction of the temple and so on.

Until the end, Kowloon announced the tribal establishment strategy: the tribe took the chief as the supreme ruler and set up a cabinet. The cabinet ministers were appointed by individual clan chiefs, selected reserve talents and established various departments: the Ministry of Officials, the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Ceremonies, the Ministry of Household, the Ministry of Finance and other five directly under the departments, abandoning the clan system, lifting the separation of family separation, and It is divided into regions, which are controlled by the cabinet and assigned officials to unify their jurisdiction, spread civilization and instruct the people.

After doing this, Jiulong came to the room prepared for them. Mesomea had already cleaned it. Seeing Jiulong coming, Methomeya took off their cloaks for Kowloon. Looking at his tired appearance, they regretted it. After a while, Mesomea brought their own food, and the young couple Sitting with Meimei and enjoying lunch, the two were like glue, helping each other, full of happiness and joy everywhere.

"Mesomea, we build tribes here and spread civilization. You have to play a great role!" Kowloon hugged Mesomea and said jokely.

"Well," Mesomea nodded happily and said softly, "In order to build a harmonious and beautiful home for us, I can do anything. As the Virgin Mary of the Kowloon tribe, I will let them work hard with me and let them live in peace!"

"Good!" Jiulong nodded happily.

Time passed quickly, and all the affairs of the Kowloon tribe were going on. Those oppressed families agreed and accepted the management of the clan. At this moment, although the Kowloon tribe had not been officially announced, it had already taken shape.

Three days later, the 500 Molin knights arrived quietly under the leadership of Euro Tatisson. The patriarch of the Sahal clan successfully rebelled, and the 13th Army of the Omael tribe crossed the Als Mountains under the leadership of General Sloc and confronted the three million Mankra army. The war was imminent, and the whole Mankla tribe was panicked. The smoke was about to burn their homes, and a cruel battle was coming.

But they don't know that this is a revolution, not a simple military war. On the long river of history, this moment will turn over a strong chapter, and the transformation of the continent will be completely launched from this moment!