"I'm sorry, our clan leader cannot come forward."
After staring at Gedman for a long time, Hu Mobei kept a smile and replied in a low voice: "If you don't want to believe in my sincerity and the coexistence of so many tribesmen around us, then it's up to you."
"Can I understand that it is inconvenient for me to show up as your clan leader?" He stretched out his hand to stop Asahi Dongsheng from impulsively wanting to speak out. Gedman continued to ask in a low voice: "Is it because of some shameful reason? Is it possible? ——”
"Shut up! You are disrespectful to our clan leader!" A Hulun cavalryman who blocked all their retreats at the back of the field immediately reprimanded loudly: "If you doubt our clan leader again and continue to challenge us If the bottom line is true, I will stick a spear into your throat right now!"
"I'm not from the Hulun tribe. I don't even know much about some of the customs in the entire Wind Continent. For example, rituals like Barish, I only heard about it after I came here." I didn't even intend to pay attention to the almost thorn in my face. With the sharp spear point on the back of his neck, a smile appeared on Gedman's face hidden in the lowering of his head: "I don't know how high your clan leader's status is in your clan, and why he was so respected. I have earned your respect and love, but from my point of view, your clan leader’s refusal to show up will only arouse reasonable suspicion from normal people like me.”
"Of course, no matter what, I will respect the noble's choice." He looked levelly at everyone present, and finally returned his gaze to Humobei who was sitting in the middle of the ring: "It's just like when we first came to this place At that time, the nobles gave our migration team the same treatment as our adventure group. Since it is the territory of the Hulun people, it is naturally up to you to have the final say on how to treat us."
"But if you really want to raise a butcher's knife against us, we naturally have the right to resist." After saying this, he pointed to the flag held by Chao Ri Dongsheng beside him, and the deep voice was carried clearly along the wind. In everyone's ears: "We originally wanted to meet with your clan leader and state to him the reasons and reasonable demands for our final desire to negotiate without using force, but since he is so unwilling to meet with us, let's let this person Let the last bit of hope pass away.”
"It's not that we don't want peace talks, but there must be minimum conditions for talks."
The separated crowd then appeared on the other side of the circular martial arts training ground. A fifty-year-old man wearing a felt hat and tribal fur clothes then walked to the middle of the field with a bowing salute that kept ringing in the crowd. : "From the perspective of our Hulun people, you humble... oh no, the so-called adventure group really have no position to exchange terms with us."
"It's Elder Hu Jianan." He nodded in the direction of the middle-aged man with his hands on his sleeves. Hu Mobei, who was sitting in the middle, also raised his slightly surprised voice: "You Why are you here?"
"Although the Presbyterian Council has no time to make any decision, since the patriarch has already spoken, I should naturally come and see it with my own eyes." In the scene where countless pairs of respectful eyes from the crowd looked down, the person known as Hu Canaan The middle-aged man came over with a displeased look on his face: "Although I think with the background and status of these people, we don't need to make such a response and agree to requests that we should not agree to."
"There is no way. I was the one who was responsible for the Sioux migration team and these adventurers at the beginning." He waved his hand helplessly, and Humobei, who was sitting on the spot, turned his attention to Asahi Dongsheng and Gedemai. En's direction: "Even if it means death, I will have to handle it myself in the end."
"Very good. I, Hu Canan, have always liked your decisive and brave character." He had already walked to the seat directly in front of him, and Hu Canan, who looked like a middle-aged country man, also let out a few low laughs: "but……"
"It is precisely because of this that you always like to hide things from the Presbyterian Council."
He turned his head, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. The faint smell of gunpowder smoke and gunpowder also appeared in the eyes of the two Hulun elders as they stared at each other, and then again. Another chuckle from Hu Mobei dissipated in an instant: "Are you referring to this duel? I'm sorry, but because time is so tight, I can only-"
"Even if you have the clan leader's approval, you should at least let our other elders know."
Interrupting the other party's words with a high-pitched voice, the elder known as Hu Canan raised his voice of questioning in the silent atmosphere around him: "You have ignored the existence of the Presbyterian Church again and again, how can you still Do you want to be this elder? Commander of the Libei Army?"
"It seems that the commander of our Heather Army did not suffer much damage in the past battle. He has enough energy and free time to come and cause trouble for me." Hu Mobei, who still kept a smile on his face and sat there with a smile on his face, answered with a crooked mouth. Said: "Should I advise the clan leader to let you and the brave warriors under you stand in front of the second wave of the beast tide?"
"Stop being so presumptuous! You guy!" Finally, he couldn't help showing an angry expression. Hu Jianan pointed at Hu Mobei's nose and said loudly: "You think it's a good thing to seek the approval and support of the clan leader again and again. Is that so? You are ignoring the existence of the Presbyterian Church! One day you will understand how serious the consequences of doing so are!"
"But the problem is that there are so many elders in the Presbyterian Church, and you can't come up with a good result after a long discussion." Facing the accusation, Humobei spread his hands innocently and looked at each other: "Instead of listening to so many elders, While chatting in that tent, I might as well settle the duel first."
"you--"
"Alright, Elder Nan, don't be like this youngest elder in our tribe."
Gedman, who had been watching this verbal contest with cold eyes, suddenly turned around. Another old man who had lined up everyone to enter the venue appeared at the end of their field of vision with a cane: "You are young after all, you know Their knowledge and understanding are different from those of us old men.”
"With this kind of attitude and way of doing things, how can we trust them to hand over the future of the tribe to them." He snorted with a cold face, and Hu Jianan also calmed down his angry expression: "And how can you Come to Huyandong, aren't you still busy with the troubles you are dealing with?"
"I'm done." A smiling expression appeared under the broad wolfskin hat. The old man known as Hu Yandong pointed the crutch behind him: "I don't need to make such a lot of preparations like Jinxi. At work, many less important things can be handed over to your subordinates - you should also learn this attitude. Since it is not that important, it is okay to let these juniors handle it."
"Isn't it important? Isn't the 'Barish' ceremony important?" A beard-blowing and staring expression flashed across the fur robes for a moment, and Hu Jianan's voice also restrained: "Do you really want us to Will the tribe lose all face?"
"It seems that our comfortable days have passed for too long."
The crutches made a slight friction sound on the ground, and the old man who had just arrived turned around and walked slowly towards the other side of the martial arts training ground: "Let me think about it... It seems that in the earliest days of my life, The Hulun people once received a challenge from a nearby tribe...Hey, he, what are their names?"
"You are the oldest among us. How can we remember if you don't remember." Faced with this question, Humobei raised his arms and chuckled a few times: "Or you can ask the Canaan elders. Maybe his age——"
"Now is not the time to talk about such gossip!" Hu Canan once again interrupted the conversation irritably, and Hu Canan, who had planned to walk aside, turned his head angrily again: "We will talk about any great or sweet memories later! What we are talking about now is the ceremony in front of us!”
"Oh, oh, oh, don't be so serious, just relax." He shook his hand, and Hu Mobei's smiling face fell directly in front of him again: "Could it be——"
"Are you really worried that we will lose this duel?"
In the scene where the two elders who came here, one on the left and the other on the right, were sitting respectively, countless pairs of eyes focused on Asahi Dongsheng and Gedman again as the frozen atmosphere dispersed, feeling the waves of With their eyes full of pressure, they shook their shoulders unconsciously, exhaled and took two steps forward in a deep voice: "It seems that everyone is here... When should we start?"
"Now." Showing the clansmen around him left and right, Hu Mobei tilted his head and said, "Tell me, who do you plan to start with? As I said before, everyone is up to you to choose."
"Then can we choose you elders?" Chao Ri Dongsheng pointed at Hu Mobi's nose and asked, "Looking at you sitting on top one by one like a BOSS, shouldn't we just solve it once and for all?"
"Well, please forgive me for refusing." He raised his hand to suppress the roars and loud roars that were heard all around again. Hu Mobei replied with a faint smile on his face: "After all, neither I nor the two elders on my left and right No matter what kind of fighting ability, whether it is age or status, I am not suitable to be your opponent, of course - "
"If you insist on this choice, we can just admit defeat on our own behalf now."
The sitting body leaned forward slightly, and Hu Mobei's face, which was much younger in comparison, now showed a feeling of being in control: "It's just that we have countless young warriors from the Hulun tribe, and there are many more. Those who refuse to admit defeat are waiting for you to challenge.”
"We have seen with our own eyes the vitality of the nobles. Even now after the war is over, there are still so many spirited people here." A torrential wave of curses and provocative sounds began to appear along the crowds on both sides, facing Watching this scene, Goldman then took two steps forward: "Then just think of it as a warm-up."
"You." He pointed at one of the warriors in the clamoring crowd, and at the same time pushed Asahi Dongsheng, who was about to jump up, behind him: "I don't know who you are, anyway, let's fight first."
"I am Gedman, the shield bearer of the Qingling Adventure Group." Secretly he stuffed a stone with shining runes into his arms, and he put on his posture: "Although I am not the strongest among our adventure group. People, but——”
"I still have the confidence to challenge ten or eight of you alone."
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"It seems to have started over there."
Duan Qing, who was lurking on the edge of the Hulun tribe's settlement, also stuffed the magic stone that made a faint sound into his arms and raised his head: "Let's hurry up and start here."
"They did a pretty good job of attracting people. There are not many people around here." The person who answered his words was Xue Ling Huan Bing, who was also crouching aside: "Because no one lives here, this place was originally used as a The place used to house the wounded and sick seems to have been moved for other reasons."
"This is not a good thing, at least the scene must have been damaged." Duan Qing curled his lips helplessly, and his eyes fell in front of the tattered tent pointed by Xueling Huanbing: "I hope They wouldn’t have plundered the contents of the tent on a whim.”
"There is no reason to rob one's own people." Turning his head in dissatisfaction, Xue Ling Huan Bing then pointed at the scroll lying close to his feet: "This thing can be put away, right?"
"What's the rush? I'm not here yet."
The teleported brilliance then appeared in front of Duan Qing and Xue Ling Huan Bing with the voice belonging to Naxia. The light that matched the runes on the scroll also enveloped the person wrapped in it. The composition of the woman's body gradually became clearer: "I am the protagonist of this operation. It doesn't matter if you don't thank me for providing the two-way transmission scroll, but you still want to exclude me?"
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, isn't it because you have been procrastinating and not coming over." Duan Qing, who was separated from Xue Ling Huan Bing on the other side, hurriedly replied with a smile: "What, the project is over?"
"It's over." She glared at Duan Qing angrily, and Naxia, who had passed Duan Qing, shook off the large white cloth robe wrapped around her arms: "Really, I don't know how busy I am. What took you so long...come in."
"Welcome to my home." She opened the curtain of the tent in front of her, and at the same time blinked her eyes filled with inexplicable emotion at the other two players behind her: "To be precise, it is what I inherited. This Miss Nasia lived in a simple home before accepting the inheritance of the divine messenger."
"Let us seize the time to see what useful things she has left behind."
