62: Chapter 62 The Kyrians and the Duartes

Those creatures had dazzling skin tones; from afar, Warrior Captain Ximi could only see a glittering gold. Looking at the tattered animal skins he and his people wore, Warrior Captain Ximi felt somewhat ashamed of his own unworthiness and didn't dare to look directly over there.

Clack, clack, clack...

Hearing crisp footsteps, Warrior Captain Ximi looked up and found that those shining creatures had already arrived not far from them.

Now he could see clearly. It wasn't that their skin was golden, but rather that they were wearing some peculiar animal skins, which made them look very majestic and handsome. They were also riding tall animals, carrying quite an impressive Aura.

These creatures looked similar in appearance to the Kilian Tribe. Seeing how neat their clothing was and how tall they were, they had to be incredibly powerful warriors. Warrior Captain Ximi couldn't help but show a hint of respect in his eyes.

To people of a primitive tribe, strength was the most worthy of respect. Only the strong could lead their tribe to a better life.

As allies he was meeting for the first time, Zhao Feng gave them sufficient importance.

He sent a cavalry squad led by Meng and Xiao Luo to negotiate and find out their intentions. These people didn't look much different from humans, but they had a fluffy tail that looked a bit like a leopard's.

Looking at the indifferent creatures before him, Warrior Captain Ximi hurriedly stepped forward and gabbled a long stream of words.

After he finished speaking, Xiao Luo realized that the language these people spoke was not much different from that of the Kelo People, so she began to translate for Meng,

"Powerful leader, I am the warrior captain of the Kilian Tribe. I have come to discuss our future battle plans with you."

Meng looked at Warrior Captain Ximi, a sliver of a smile squeezing onto his dark face. "Hello, Warrior Captain. Welcome to the Qin City camp. Let's go inside to discuss in detail."

Hearing Xiao Luo's translation, Warrior Captain Ximi didn't think much of it and said, "Alright, let's go."

Sandwiched among the bright and splendid soldiers of the Qin Army, Warrior Captain Ximi felt like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, glancing here and peering there, filled with a sense of novelty.

"Powerful leader, your tribe must be very wealthy, right?"

Meng listened to the translation, shook his head, and said, "I am not the leader. I am Meng, the Legion Commander of Qin City. Now, I will take you to see our City Lord."

Warrior Captain Ximi was somewhat surprised. Meng looked like an incredibly powerful expert—tall, burly, and muscular—yet even he wasn't the leader. Was the leader of these Qin City people a mini-giant?

Warrior Captain Ximi soon saw the "mini-giant" of his imagination. It was a young man who looked gentle yet resolute. Although he was also tall, he didn't look strong at all.

"City Lord, they are the Kilian Tribe, our allies in this defense sector," Meng said loudly with cupped hands, then stood to the side.

Zhao Feng stood up and walked over, saying with a smile, "Since everyone is stationed in the Birch Forest Area, we are on the same side. Please, take a seat."

After speaking, he walked up, intending to help the bowing Warrior Captain Ximi and his companions to their feet.

Facing the powerful leader of Qin City, Warrior Captain Ximi naturally did not hold back his respect. But seeing him reach out to help him up, he hastily took a step back and said, "Powerful City Lord, on behalf of the Kilian Tribe, I invite the City Lord to attend a meeting of our three tribes at noon today to discuss our future combat arrangements in detail."

Zhao Feng awkwardly withdrew his hand. He had recently developed a skill where, by channeling True Qi through physical contact, he could test a creature's physical strength. Combined with the spiritual glow of the Heavenly Eye state, he could get a rough idea of the creature's Rank.

But this Kilian Tribe member was far too vigilant, so his attempt yielded no results.

"Alright. Where is the specific location?"

"Right between the defense sectors of our three tribes. Your Qin City is in this area, our Kilian Tribe is over there, and the Duerte People are over there." Hearing Zhao Feng agree, Warrior Captain Ximi breathed a sigh of relief, turned, and pointed.

With the main business concluded, Zhao Feng warmly insisted that Warrior Captain Ximi stay for a meal. Finally, after Warrior Captain Ximi let down his guard, Zhao Feng figured out the combat strength of the Kilian Tribe.

They were roughly equivalent to the Low-tier Mortal Rank, about the same as newly recruited soldiers who had just left the barracks. However, looking at the crudely polished stone axe at Warrior Captain Ximi's waist, a single recruit's combat strength would probably surpass theirs.

Overall, the general combat strength of creatures on the Planet of the Dead was not very high. Average creatures were around the Low-tier Mortal Rank, powerful tribal soldiers could reach the Mid-tier Mortal Rank, and leaders were generally at the High-tier Mortal Rank; there were no Spirit Rank creatures.

Watching Warrior Captain Ximi and the others walk out of the camp gates and fade into the distance, Zhao Feng smiled slightly. "Let the illustrious reputation of Qin City begin from here."

Zhao Feng put on his luxurious general's armor. This was a full suit of leather armor crafted from the hide of an exotic beast. The leather armor was inlaid with bronze pieces, engraved with patterns, and hung with a dark cloak. Combined with a ferocious bronze mask, it not only offered superb defense but was also incredibly imposing.

Of course, its weight was also extraordinary. If Zhao Feng himself were not incredibly strong, and if his mount weren't a Hammerhead Rhino known for its brute force, he wouldn't even be able to wear this suit.

Meng had also managed to get himself a Hammerhead Rhino, and Zhao Feng's spear had already been gifted to him. Clad in luxurious armor and holding his spear upside down, Meng looked like Zhang Fei possessed or Yuanba reborn.

Xiao Luo also wore a compact suit of leather armor. The leather armor was tailored to be very Body Integration, which made her figure appear even more beautiful and petite. With the Hammerhead Rhino she rode, an accompanying cavalry squad, plus Zhao Feng and Meng, they wouldn't run into any danger.

The cavalry moved with a powerful Aura, and their speed was not slow. They soon arrived at the meeting place.

This place had been simply cleared out; it was a large open space.

When the group arrived, the other two tribes had already been sitting there waiting. Seeing the cavalry galloping from afar and the fluttering military banners, even the two tribes, whose numbers far exceeded the Qin Army, were secretly alarmed. They stood up together and came forward to welcome them.

Zhao Feng halted his Hammerhead Rhino, leaped off its back, and sized up these allies.

He had already seen the Kilian Tribe yesterday; they were similar to humans, just with an extra leopard-like tail.

It was his first time seeing the Duerte People, however. These Duerte People seemed to worship the color red, with stripes painted on their faces in red dye. Their appearance was also close to humans, but they had four arms. This made Zhao Feng feel a great sense of familiarity, reminding him of the Taichu Star People.

Thinking of those guys, Zhao Feng couldn't help but show a hint of a smile on his face.

"City Lord Qin! Please, sit."

"City Lord Qin, please."

The two tall leaders spoke first.

"Please!"

Zhao Feng walked over with them and sat down in front of some stones, with Meng and Xiao Luo standing in attendance on either side.

"City Lord Qin, I am the Kilian leader, Jun Kilian. You can call me Jun," the tall, slightly thin Kilian man introduced loudly. His eyes were bright and spirited, and his complexion was slightly sallow.

"I am the Duerte leader, Chieftain Lie Dao." The Duerte leader, on the other hand, was a slightly arrogant middle-aged man. He wasn't very tall, but he looked very capable and sharp.

"City Lord of Qin City, Zhao Feng." Zhao Feng also introduced himself with a smile.

"City Lord Qin, Chieftain Lie Dao is a veteran who is participating in the Call to Arms for the second time. We might as well hear his thoughts first." Jun seemed to have reached some private consensus with Chieftain Lie Dao.

"Please, speak." Zhao Feng remained completely composed. To forge iron, one had to be strong oneself; the Qin Army was powerful, so they had nothing to fear from any conspiracies or schemes.

"Then I'll speak plainly. During every Call to Arms, small tribes like ours actually suffer the most. We are easily hit hard or even wiped out. Like during Small Taiji's previous Call to Arms, we Duerte People were almost completely annihilated." Chieftain Lie Dao shivered, as if recalling something.

He continued, "The Mad Wolf Tribe's intentions couldn't be clearer. On one hand, they want to eliminate the Corpse Beasts, and on the other hand, they want to thin out the populations of our small tribes to prevent us from threatening their status. Therefore, our plan this time is the same: focus on preserving our strength and do not launch unauthorized attacks."

Zhao Feng frowned. In participating in this battle, collecting transformation points was his most important objective. If no battles occurred, where would the transformation points come from?

"What if the Mad Wolf Tribe forces an attack?"

"We'll play it by ear. When facing Corpse Beasts, not resisting is also a dead end," Chieftain Lie Dao said.

"Well, let's look out for one another then. If we encounter danger, we should try our best to help each other. That way, everyone can survive," Zhao Feng suggested.

Chieftain Lie Dao and Jun thought the Qin Army was a bit timid. They exchanged a smile and said in unison, "No problem."

"How about we head out together for tomorrow's headquarters meeting? That way, we can look out for each other," Jun suggested in a low voice, knowing the limits of his own tribe.

Zhao Feng naturally had no objections and nodded in agreement. Once they agreed on a time, the meeting finally came to an end.

With the meeting of the three tribes completed, they each returned to their camps to await the meeting on the following day.