Chapter 627 Totem (Part 2)

"What did you say?! How dare you say such unambitious words!"

Lui's words made the three warriors furious.

The three of them reached towards their waists, ready to pull out their swords.

However... Moka was one step ahead of them.

The three of them had just touched their hands on the handles of the swords at their waists, and Moka had already pulled out the sabers at his waist.

The sharp, gleaming blade was pointed directly at the three warriors.

Being pointed directly at Moka's blade, the three warriors were so frightened that their necks shrank.

"As the three of you just said, the enemy is now facing us..." Moka said solemnly to the three soldiers, "Our Helai tribe is facing the crisis of destruction. It is time for us to work together to fight against the foreign enemy."

"But take a good look at what you're doing!"

"At this time when everyone needs to work together, you actually bully your own people and the women of your own tribe."

"Don't you feel ashamed, I am ashamed for you!"

Being scolded so harshly by Moka, the faces of these three people were instantly filled with displeasure.

But after being scolded by Moka, these three people finally came to their senses.

I realized that what I was doing now was indeed a bit stupid.

So, these three people pulled their hands away from the handle of the knife, cast vicious glances at Moka and Lui behind him, and then strode away.

After confirming that the three people had indeed gone far, Moka put the sword back to his waist, turned around, and said softly to Lu Yi:

"Louis, are you okay?"

"You..." Lui continued while sobbing, "you are all crazy... why do you insist on fighting to the death with the Britannia..."

After hearing what Lu Yi said, a faint gloom appeared on Moka's face.

"Choose to surrender...and then everyone can continue to live well, isn't it? Why...why do you want to do this unnecessary act of committing suicide..."

"If you want to die, just die by yourself... There are still many people in the tribe who don't want to accompany you to die and want to continue living well..."

After saying that, Lui hid her face and ran away.

Moka was left standing alone with a face full of loss and confusion.

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That night.

Moka lay on his bed, tossing and turning.

Closing his eyes, his mind was filled with all kinds of distracting thoughts about the rise and fall of the tribe and where they should go from here.

These distracting thoughts made Moka unable to sleep at all.

"Can't sleep..." Moka murmured.

I want to find someone to talk to about my troubles, but I don’t know who to talk to.

Moka's father is also a powerful warrior who has always made Moka proud.

It's a pity that Moka's father died in a battle with other tribes when Moka was 6 years old.

Since then, Moka has been living with his mother.

Moka's mother's room is right next to Moka's room.

Listening to the slight snore coming from next door, Moka couldn't help but smile bitterly and thought to himself:

——It’s a shame that my mother can still sleep so soundly in this situation...

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After rolling on the bed countless times, Moka finally couldn't stand this waste of time on the bed anymore.

——Since I can’t sleep, I won’t sleep.

Moka thought to himself as he sat up from the bed.

——Let’s go for a walk outside.

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…

Moka knew that there was a good place to relax in the tribe.

There is a large smooth stone where you can sit or lie down.

Sometimes when he has nothing to do, Moka will climb on this smooth boulder to bask in the sun or look at the stars.

After getting dressed, Moka held the sword at his waist and walked towards the good relaxing place he had discovered by chance before.

It was late at night now, and except for the soldiers who were responsible for guarding the surroundings, the rest of the people had fallen asleep.

Except for those few star lights, the rest of the place was completely dark.

——We, the Hellai tribe...what should we do next...

Even on his way out to relax, Moka couldn't help but care about the future of the tribe.

——Louis is right... We have no power to resist the Britannias...

——Even if we all fight one against ten or one against a hundred, we still can’t defeat the Britannias...

——Even if we rise up to resist, we cannot stop the Britannia from ruling us...

——Since it is impossible to rule, then obediently choosing to surrender to the Britannia is indeed the best choice.

——At least no one will die anymore.

--but……

--but……

——Let’s just surrender like this...really...ok...

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The left hand resting on the handle of the knife couldn't help but clenched tightly.

The confusion and trouble in his heart almost wanted to tear Moka into pieces.

Unknowingly, Moka walked to that very relaxing place - the large smooth stone located in the corner of the tribe.

After arriving at the big rock, Moka found someone already sitting on the big rock, looking up at the sea of ​​stars in the sky.

It was a very tall and familiar figure.

After looking closely and confirming the identity of the other party, Moka couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Chief Nalu!"

The man who was sitting on this big rock and looking up at the sea of ​​stars was the chieftain of their Helai tribe, Nalu.

After hearing someone calling him, Nalu turned around.

"Ah, it's Moka. Why are you here?"

"I can't sleep." Moka smiled awkwardly, "So I decided to go out for a walk, sit on this big rock, look at the stars, and relax."

"Is that so." Nalu nodded, then patted the seat next to him, "Then you sit here. Fortunately, this rock is big, and there is more than enough space for another person."

"Ah?"

Moka looked at Nalu hesitantly, and then looked at the seat next to Nalu.

"Don't you understand what I said?"

Seeing that Moka was slow to move, Nalu's tone instantly became a little harsher, and at the same time a little more impatient.

"Yes! I'll be there right away!"

Moka was still in awe of Nalu, the brave and strict chieftain.

He took two steps at a time and walked quickly to Nalu's side, then sat down.

The two sat on this smooth big stone, shoulder to shoulder.

Nalu seemed to have something on his mind, looking up at the sea of ​​stars above his head.

Looking at the chief who was so close to him, Moka said in his heart:

- Chief Nalu must be feeling bad now...

As the chief of the Helai tribe, Nalu must be more worried about the future of the tribe than anyone else.

What's more, an accident happened today: the only son Luge, who had been missing for 2 days, went to surrender to the Britannians, and today he ran back to persuade him to surrender on behalf of the Britannians.

Although Moka didn't know the details of the conversation between the father and son today, he knew that the conversation between the father and son today ended very unpleasantly.

Luge was directly driven out by Nalu.

——What is Chief Nalu thinking about now...

——Is he worried about the future of the tribe...

——Or is he worried about his only son's "rebellion"...

Just as Moka was guessing what Nalu was worried about, Nalu suddenly said:

"Moka, do you know why we tattoo totems on the faces of the warriors?"

The military genius came to another world with the Zizhi Tongjian

The military genius came to another world with the Zizhi Tongjian