One Village, One Ship

Two thousand men to help the Han Tribe fight a war?!

Jiaoshi and the accompanying representatives from the several Fishing Tribes nearly jumped to their feet. What a joke! How many people did the Fishing Tribe have in total? The Han Tribe actually wanted them to send two thousand men to fight Commander Xin?!

This was a war, not a job. Helping the Han Tribe with labor would only be tiring; if they could exchange it for four large ships as payment, that would be worth it. But war was a matter of life and death. Who could guarantee that they would be lucky enough to return alive after going to the battlefield?

The conditions proposed by the Han Tribe were tantamount to using four ships to buy the lives of two thousand of their tribesmen!

Seeing the people from the Fishing Tribe grow agitated, looking as if they were about to lose their temper, Luo Chong rapped on the table and said,

"Old Patriarch, there's no need to get angry. You should also understand that ships aren't easy to build. Even Commander Xin can't buy one easily. What I just told you was that they would be given to you. You should understand what that means, right?

"Besides, there's no need to rush your answer. You can go back and think it over carefully first. This is a wonderful opportunity for the Fishing Tribe to develop, and I hope you can seize it.

"This boat model and telescope count as gifts from the Han Tribe. Rest assured, you don't need to pay any price for them. Also, tomorrow we'll be holding a military parade here in Tohai Commandery. I hope all of you can attend. Perhaps you'll find the answers you want during the ceremony."

After saying this, Luo