54 Chapter 54

[1 year AR October 31]

It was very noisy in the leader's hall now, as the tribe had a welcome party in honor of the guests from the horse tribe, but unfortunately for many, Ceres was the host of this feast, and not the tribal leader.

At that moment Ivo was in his room, in front of him was a large jug of Chilean saltpeter. Stretching out his hands to the jug, Ivo began to imagine the structure of saltpeter in the form of small balls, one ball [Na], the second ball [N], and three more balls [O]. When he imagined this in his head, Ivo activated [Grip] and with the help of an electromagnetic field, began to separate one oxygen atom, thus creating another substance that is very similar to salt, but very toxic.

After 2 hours, Ivo finally finished converting Chilean Nitrate to Sodium Nitrite. Ivo was not a chemist, but in his past life, he saw a news release that said that a lot of people were poisoned by this substance confusing it with salt.

When Ceres reminded him of salt, Ivo remembered this moment, so he decided to poison other tribes. Although this substance is very toxic, only some symptoms appear in small quantities, but only with large quantities do people begin to die, it is also worth considering that this salt will mainly be consumed by the rich, and since barbarians have rich = strong, therefore, this poison will be eaten by warriors of other tribes who have high endurance and the poison will not work immediately.

Therefore, Ivo is not worried about the poison being found out immediately. Admiring his genius, Ivo took this jug and took it to the warehouse, where he carefully mixed simple salt with poison, so he got 6 jugs of poisonous salt. Leaving the warehouse, Ivo strictly told the guards that no one would dare to touch this salt, he did not want someone to poison him in his tribe.

After that, Ivo returned to the hall, where the feast was already ending and the caravan men were waiting for him, seeing them, he said with a guilty look, "Sorry for not being able to attend the feast, there were many things that needed to be done"

The leader of the caravan men answered with a wide smile, "It doesn't matter, we understand that you, as a chief, have a lot to do. But we didn't tell you that after the war with the southerners we had a lot of problems in the tribe, so we would like to buy salt from you as soon as possible and return to our tribe "

"Of course, I have already ordered 6 jars of salt to be prepared for you, unfortunately now we can only sell you that much," Ivo answered and took them to the warehouse.

Along the way, the leader of the caravan was upset that there was not enough salt, but still he turned on the internal merchant and began to bargain with Ivo "After the war, our tribe was able to get some weapons of the southerners, thinking you would be interested. Their weapons are much stronger and sharper than stone and bone, but due to the fact that we have a small number of them, they are very expensive, so I am ready to exchange 10 swords for 1 jug of salt "

Ivo chuckled, these barbarians wanted to sell him trashy bronze swords for a jug of salt. If he were in the Republic, he could get a few kilograms of iron for a whole jug of salt. But now he was not interested in profit, so after a little bargaining for show, Ivo exchanged 6 jugs for 75 bronze swords.

And then for some time he admired this weapon to show his interest in trade, when the caravan men left, Ivo threw this sword away and said that those who wish can take this weapon.

After that, Ivo called a council. Standing in front of 6 people, he said "We need to prepare for war with all the tribes, now when the caravan men return to the horse tribe, everyone will take up arms against us. Kato, have you already done everything as I asked? "

Kato nodded. "Yes, in the end, we now have a legion of 3,000 men. Legion commanded by the legate, but now I command a legion, the legion is divided into 3 cohorts of 1,000 people cohort commanded by Primipilus, each cohort is divided into 5 maniples of 200 people each, the maniple is commanded by the prefect, the maniple is divided into Centuria of 100 people each, they are commanded by Centurions, well and in each Centuria, there is a squad of 10 people, commanded by the decanus. "

Ivo said "Legate, Primipilus, Prefect, Centurion and Decanus. I hope all the senior and middle officers from Primipilus to Centurion have already learned the Esnor language and arithmetic? "

Kato replied, "I deliberately chose these, but although I appointed them, the discipline you demanded is still unattainable. It is very difficult to retrain warriors in a month. Some just don't see the point, but the good news is that senior and some middle officers have already recognized that the new troop structure is very convenient. "

Ivo shook his head and said, "We only have a month, so I hope you can improve this situation. At least a satisfactory indicator is enough for us, after the war, these wars will understand the effectiveness of the formation and joint work of detachments. "

Then Ivo turned to the Quartermaster, "Agatha, I need you to prepare a lot of dried food for the campaign, the army will need food on the way, and we will not be able to hunt all the time."

Agatha nodded in agreement and memorized Ivo's order.

Finally, Ivo addressed everyone, "Now let's discuss the plans. Do you have any ideas? "

One of the tribunes said "Although the horse tribe will most likely gather other tribes to oppose ours, most likely they will not wait for our attack on them, so I propose to lead the troops against their tribe."

Ivo agreed "I also thought about this, after the capture of the horse tribe, we will also have to take all the inhabitants here, and in that place we will build a stronghold from where we can continue further conquests"

All unanimously agreed with this plan and began preparations for war.

[1 year AR November 20]

The first snow has already fallen in the valley and many barbarians are completely wrapped in warm animal skins, but unfortunately for many tribes, snow is not the main problem now.

For example, now the shaman of the horse tribe spends all his energy on healing people and looking for the cause of their illnesses.

After examining his shack, the old man sighed sadly, the warriors of their tribe lay all over the shack, their skin and lips turned blue, and it was difficult for them to breathe, some lost consciousness, and the first deaths appeared. In addition, the warriors in this tent are only a small number of all the sick people in the entire tribe.

The only clue that the shaman understood is that only the warriors of the tribe and their closest relatives suffer from this disease. As for the poor, everything is fine with them, only a few deaths.

Suddenly a young man ran into the old man's house and shouted "Shaman, urgently, the leader is calling you."

Shamna frowned and asked, "Another sick man?"

The young man shook his head and replied, "A horde of some warriors has come to us."