"What did you say?! You dare to say such a lack of ambition!"

Lu Yi's words made the three soldiers furious.

The three of them stretched their hands towards their waists and prepared to pull out their swords.

However…Merkha is one step faster than them.

As soon as the three of them touched the handle of the sword on their waists, Merkha had already pulled out the sword on his waist.

The sharp blade, which was shining with cold light, pointed directly at these three soldiers.

The three soldiers were pointed directly at the blade of Merkha, and their necks shrank.

"As you three said just now, the enemy is in front of you..." Merkha said in a deep voice to the three soldiers, "Our Hele tribe is facing the crisis of destruction, and it is the time when we work together to fight against foreign enemies."

"But you have a good look at what you are doing!"

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

"You don't feel ashamed, I'm all ashamed for you!"

After being scolded by Merkha so loudly, the faces of the three people were instantly filled with displeasure.

But after being scolded by Merkha like this, the three people finally woke up.

Realizing that I am doing this now is indeed a bit stupid.

So, the three men pulled their hands away from the hilt, threw vicious eyes at Merkha and Luyi behind him, and then left with great strides.

After confirming that the three people had indeed walked away, Merkha retracted the sword in her hand to her waist, turned around, and rumbled to Yi's soft voice:

"Luyi, are you okay?"

"You..." Luy continued sobbing, "Everyone is crazy... Why do you insist on fighting the Britannians..."

After hearing Luyi say this, a few faint dark colors appear on Merkha's face.

"Isn't it good to choose to surrender... and then everyone will continue to live well? Why... Why do you want to do this meaningless death-seeking behavior..."

"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 to live a good life..."

After saying that, Lu Yi covered her face and ran away.

Only Moka was left with a look of loss, confusion, and standing alone.

...

...

That night.

Merkha lay on his bed, tossing and turning.

Close your eyes and your mind is filled with all kinds of distracting thoughts about the rise and fall of the tribe and where they should go afterwards.

These distracting thoughts made Merkka unable to fall asleep at all.

"I can't sleep..." Merca murmured.

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

Merkha's father is also a powerful warrior who has always been proud of.

Unfortunately, Merkha's father died in a battle with other tribes when Merkha was 6 years old.

Since then, Merkha has been relying on his mother for life.

Merkka's mother's room is next to Merkka's room.

Listening to the slight snoring from the next door, Merkha couldn't help but smile bitterly and said in his heart:

——I really feel that my mother can sleep so sweetly under the current circumstances...

...

After rolling on the bed for countless rounds, Merkha finally couldn't stand this behavior of wasting time on the bed.

——Since you can’t sleep, you won’t sleep.

While talking in his heart, Moka sat up from the bed.

——Go outside for a walk.

...

...

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

There is a very smooth large stone there that can be sat and lie down.

Sometimes when you have nothing to do, Merkha will climb on this large smooth rock to bask in the sun or look at the stars.

After putting on his clothes, Mokka held the sword around his waist and walked towards this good relaxing place he had accidentally discovered before.

It is late at night now, except for the soldiers who are responsible for alerting the surroundings, the rest of the people have fallen asleep.

Except for those few stars and lights, the rest of the places were pitch black.

——What should we do afterwards?

Even while going out for a relaxing time, Merkha couldn't help but care about the future of the tribe.

——Luy is right… We are powerless to resist the Britannians…

——Even if we all use one as ten and one as hundred, we can't beat the Britannians...

——Even if we rise up and resist, we cannot organize the rule of the Britannians...

——Since you cannot rule, then choosing to surrender to the Britannians is indeed the best choice.

——At least no one will die again.

--but……

--but……

——We just surrendered...is it really... OK...

...

The left hand, which was placed on the hilt of the knife, couldn't help but clench it tightly.

The confusion and troubles in my heart almost wanted to tear Merkha apart.

Unconsciously, Merkha walked to that very relaxed place - next to the large smooth rock located at the corner of the tribe.

After walking to this big stone, someone in Moka was already sitting on this big stone, looking up at the starry sea in the sky.

It is a very burly and familiar figure.

After looking closely and confirming the other party's identity, Merkha couldn't help but exclaim:

"Then the leader of the Lu clan!"

The man who was sitting on this big stone and looking up at the starry sea was the leader of their Hele tribe, Nalu.

After hearing someone called him, Lu turned around.

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

"I can't sleep." Merka smiled, "so she planned to come out and walk, and planned to sit on this big rock, look at the stars and relax."

"That's it." Lu nodded, then patted the seat beside him, "Then you sit here. Fortunately, this stone is very big, and it's more than enough to sit alone."

"ah?"

Merkha looked at Na Lu hesitantly, then looked at the location beside Na Lu.

"Don't you understand what I said?"

Seeing that Merkha had not moved for a long time, Lu's tone instantly became a little more severe, and at the same time he became a little more impatient.

"Yes! I'll come right now!"

Merkha was still very awe of Na Lu, the brave and stern patriarch.

Take two steps at a time, quickly walk to Nalu's side, and then sit down.

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

Then Lu seemed to have something to worry about, looking up at the sea of ​​stars above his head with a heavy heart.

Looking at the patriarch who was close to him, Mokka said in his heart:

——Then the feeling of Clan Lu is now... it must be uncomfortable...

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

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

Although Merkha did not 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 unpleasant.

Lu Ge was driven out directly by Na Lu.

——What is the matter with the leader Lu now?

——Is it the future of the troubled tribe?

——Are you still worried about the "rtured" of your only son...

Just as Merkha was wondering why Lu was worried about why he was now, Lu suddenly said:
Chapter completed!