Chapter 966 - 31 Volumes The Hand That Covers The Skies - 10 Strange Schemes
Gulupu had read the letter sent by the other party no fewer than ten times, and he could even recite every word on it fluently. Everything seemed to be in readiness, and the five thousand warriors of Carter Tribe had long been prepared and waiting for deployment. Their long-suppressed desire for combat needed only a glance to detonate, and now they were just waiting for his command.
As the Chief of Carter Tribe, Gulupu knew that his reputation was not good in anyone’s eyes, whether it was the Carlo Tribe and Sanwa Tribe, or the Caron Capo Tribe and Sanya Tribe. They all believed he had obtained his position solely due to his family reasons, and his indecisive character did not resemble a Mountain Person at all. However, this did not affect his control over Carter, the fourth-ranked tribe within the Mountain People Alliance.
The content of the letter was always as concise and clear as the demeanor of that guy in the secret talks, just a few short sentences, merely requesting that he act according to the plan as soon as the Caucasus Army achieved the first victory in battle. It seemed that everything was already within his grasp.
Gulupu was not worried about the outcome of the war; he knew that if he acted according to the plan, everything would be as flawlessly perfect as it was initially set. What he worried about was what victory in this war would bring to all Mountain People and what Carter Tribe would gain or lose? If he did not act according to the other party’s established plan, what would the end be for Carter Tribe?
Such complex reasoning and deduction truly troubled Gulupu; he was never able to make up his mind. The Carlo Tribe and the Sanwa Tribe were doomed, that guy had everything thoroughly designed before he even left the Southern Mediterranean region. No one could escape his grasp, not even himself.
He too had struggled, resisted, and tried to escape, but in the end, he sadly found that he could not contend with this devil-like person, unless he could disregard the survival and interests of his own tribe and recklessly dash himself against the rocks. He couldn’t do it; he wasn’t mad, sacrificing the interests of the tribe for a moment of impulsiveness, he would never be able to do that.
When that guy sat in front of him, gradually revealing his plan bit by bit, Gulupu even doubted if the other was crazy. How could he dare to expose such sensitive information to him so boldly? But later, Gulupu realized that he was not crazy but had already calculated both him and Carter Tribe into his plans, ensuring that he was powerless to resist.
From Caron Capo and Sanya Tribes to the Caucasus Army, from his own Carter Tribe to the Iberian Kingdom Dark Magician Group, which already held significant actual power, and even the Dwarves from Shimaina—the entire plan was like a meticulously interlocked fishing net; he was not afraid someone would break a link, as he still had backups hidden for every connection.