Chapter 1049: Forcibly collecting salaries, methods!

Chapter 1049: Forcibly collecting salaries, methods!

The fear that originally spread across everyone's faces gradually faded away, and was replaced by a deep respect and fear.

The lion suddenly exerted its strength, jumped high, and landed heavily in the center of the tribe with the force of thunder.

As he landed, an extremely powerful wind pressure suddenly swept over, causing the people around him to sway and almost lose their balance.

"Where is Moshan?"

The man jumped off the lion's back and stood firmly on the ground.

When he started speaking, his deep, powerful voice was like the sound of a rolling bell, echoing throughout the entire tribe.

Hearing the shout, Mo Shan hurriedly led several tribesmen to the man.

His face was filled with a respectful smile, and he even bent down slightly to salute the man, saying, "Greetings, Your Excellency the Envoy! I wonder why you have come to visit me today?"

The man's face was as cold as ice, and he nodded slightly without any expression: "Nothing else, just to inform you to prepare next year's salary as soon as possible, we need to collect it in advance."

After that, he paused for a moment and then added:

"As compensation, next year's salary will be reduced by one tenth."

"what?!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderclap in everyone's ears. Mo Shan, who was originally calm and composed, suddenly changed his expression.

Mo Shan was not the only one who was shocked. The rest of the tribesmen were also panicked and confused after hearing the news.

For a moment, the crowd was in an uproar, with all kinds of exclamations coming one after another.

"Next year's salary?"

"Shouldn't next year's salary be paid on the last day of the year? Why is it so much earlier now?"

"This is terrible. If we have to pay next year's salary now, our tribe..."

"Shh, stop talking nonsense!"

"But....."

Mo Shan was also very panicked at this time. He didn't expect such a sudden change.

But he soon calmed down.

"Um, Mr. Envoy, you also know the situation of our tribe. Can the tribute be handed in later?"

However, the man just frowned slightly, a look of helplessness appeared on his face, and he slowly shook his head and said:

"Well, if I have the right, I naturally don't want to embarrass you."

"But this is an order from above, and I cannot disobey it."

Hearing this, Mo Shan's face instantly turned as pale as paper, as if all the blood in his body had solidified at this moment.

He knew very well that when the man said this, it meant that there was no room for negotiation on the matter.

This salary must be submitted in full and on time no matter what, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

But how could they possibly hand it over?

They couldn't even gather enough offerings for their own patron saint, let alone a year's salary.

But even if he can't produce it, Mo Shan can't say he doesn't have it.

Because if that happened, their tribe might be destroyed immediately.

To be more precise, all members of the tribe, including himself, would be sold as slaves.

Thinking of this, even if he couldn't afford the salary now, Mo Shan could only grit his teeth and nod:

"Okay, since the envoy has said so, I will prepare the offerings as soon as possible."

After hearing Mo Shan's statement, the man showed a little satisfaction, then nodded and responded:

"Well, I will come to collect the offerings in seven days. I hope you can be ready by then. Otherwise..."

"You should know the consequences, right?"

The murderous intent contained in the man's words made everyone present change their expressions.

Mo Shan nodded quickly: "Of course I understand, please rest assured, envoy."

After that, Mo Shan continued to ask: "But Mr. Envoy, can I ask why you suddenly want to collect the salary so early?"

"Of course, I am purely curious. It is okay if the envoy does not want to answer."

The man didn't care: "It's not a secret, it's okay to tell you."

"I guess you all know that the two big tribes, Beiling Tribe and Xiyun Tribe, are about to go to war, right?"

Mo Shan nodded when he heard this: "Almost the entire Beiyuan knows about this major event."

"Since you know, there is no need for me to explain too much." The man smiled.

"Our Tianqiu tribe was invited to become the foreign aid of the Beiling tribe, so we also need to accumulate resources for the war and enhance the strength of our patron saint."

"So I have no choice but to ask you, the subordinate tribes, to hand over next year's tribute in advance."

At this point, the man couldn't help but sigh.

"But to be honest, collecting one tenth of the salary is also a huge blow to our Tianqiu tribe."

"For a small tribe like yours, if you collect less than one tenth of the meat, you will lose more than 300 kilograms of meat. If you add up the other tribes, the number will be even greater."

“If I can, I don’t want to collect the tax in advance.”

"So that's how it is. I understand." Mo Shan showed a bitter smile.

When the upper class fights, the lower class suffers.

Beiling Tribe and Xiyun Tribe are the two major tribes in Beiyuan. Naturally, they cannot refuse anyone they want to invite to participate in the battle.

Although the Tianqiu tribe is far less powerful than the two large tribes, it is still a behemoth for their small tribe.

Naturally, they could not refuse the request of the Tianqiu tribe.

They ate it up layer by layer, and the only ones who suffered were their small tribe.

After sending the man away, the other tribesmen dared to come over.

They looked at Mo Shan with worry on their faces, thinking about what the man had just said.

"Chief, what should we do now? We need to gather more than 2,000 kilograms of meat within seven days. How is this possible..."

"Yes, Chief, our tribe only has a reserve of more than 100 kilograms of beast meat. We can't even make enough offerings to the Guardian God, let alone provide him with sacrifices."

"Well, even if we can't gather them all, we have to find a way to do it. If we offend the Tianqiu tribe, all of us will be sold out."

"We are just too weak. The Tianqiu tribe can just send out a third-level warrior to kill us all. However, a third-level warrior in their tribe is only considered average at best, and the tribe leader is a fifth-level warrior!"

"Chief, what should we do now?"

Now everyone is counting on Mo Shan, the backbone, to give them some advice.

But Mo Shan is also in a dilemma now, his mind is a mess.

However, at this moment, Ah Qing suddenly stood up.

"In that case, clan leader, why don't you just listen to me and go to Yaoshan together to give it a try."