噺 (8) 壹 Chinese 網ωωω.χ8.1zщ.còм 哽噺繓赽捌 (一) Novel 説蛧

When Ren Baobao passed the battle with Han Milk, that Ren Baobao successfully gained Tang Zhaozong's trust.

In fact, it is not an easy thing to gain Tang Zhaozong's trust and friendship.

After that Tang Zhangwei gave a lot, he realized that this Tang Zhaozong was not easy to be pleased, and from then on,

Tang Zhangwei gave up letting Tang Zhaozong like him.

However, Tang Zhangwei couldn't help but deal with Tang Zhaozong, so Tang Zhangwei was always recommending people to Tang Zhaozong.

This time, this Ren Baobao, as a moth cook, used his actions to make Tang Zhaozong's heart moved.

Tang Zhaozong ordered Ren Baobao to act as the chief eunuch of the Great Interior.

Of course, the joy of this appointment was diluted by Ren Sichun's crying.

Actually, it's a good position.

The messenger walked through the room and walked to King Biog, his eyes fixed on him without blinking. Shifstad had chosen a good messenger, King Piog thought.

"Great King Biog," said the messenger when all the commotion had subsided. "And the other kings. The Elk tribe would like to drink with you in the mead, and let us feast on our god Tampas. ”

King Biog looked at the messenger carefully and paused deliberately to see if the messenger would be frightened.

But the messenger's eyes did not blink, and his eyes did not leave King Biog in the slightest, still full of composure and confidence.

"Absolutely." Piorg was impressed. "What a welcome." He whispered, "It's a pity that Shifstar doesn't have the patience of yours." ”

"Let me introduce you to the King of the Elk Clan, Shifsta!" The messenger proclaimed loudly. "Son of the strong king Khosov, grandson of the brave king Anka. A brave bear-slaying warrior, the conqueror who conquered Tamaran twice. In a battle, he killed the king of the bear clan, Rag Donin, with a single sword. (causing a commotion among the Bear Clan, especially Hafdan, the son of Rag, and now King of the Bear Clan) The emissary continued to recite every famous deed of Shifstad and every title one by one, and it took a long time.

Just as the battle of songs is a competition between clans, this long list of titles and deeds is a competition between individuals, especially between kings. The strength of the warriors of each race has a direct impact on the glory that each king can achieve. King Biog was even in awe for a moment, for his rival seemed to have more honor than he did. He knew that Shifstar had deliberately arrived so late so that the kings of all tribes could hear. Because the kings of the tribes had privately received the messengers of Biog when they came here, it was the advantage of the host clan. It was too late for the kings of the tribes to gather at the end, and Shifstar overcame the disadvantage.

At last the messenger finished reading the long list of titles of King Shifstad, and went back to the door of the tent to lift the mast curtain for his king. King Shifstad walked slowly through the mead-hall to King Biog.

If people are impressed by King Shifsta's title of merit, then his appearance will not disappoint them either. The red-bearded king of the elk tribe was almost seven feet tall, with a muscular body that was inferior to even King Biog, and was covered in scars that made him proud. One of his eyes was blinded by the horns of a reindeer, while his left hand was crippled in a fight with a polar bear. The king of the Elk tribe has been through more battles than anyone in the tundra, and it looks like he'll be through more.

The two kings looked at each other solemnly, not to mention blinking, and no part of their bodies moved.

"Wolf or elk?" King Shifstad asked briefly, which was a fitting question after the Battle of the Song was deadlocked.

King Biog was careful to respond appropriately. "It's good to come and sing well." "Let the sharp ears of the Tampas god decide, though she may have a hard time deciding," he said. ”

After proper etiquette was practiced, Shifsta finally let go of his grim countenance. He smiled at his opponent, "Long time no see, King Biog of the Wolf Clan. I'm glad I saw you when my blood didn't stain the tip of your spear. ”

Shifstad's friendly words surprised Biog, he didn't expect such a good start to the battle meeting. He returned the compliment with kindness. "Then I won't have to dodge your mighty tomahawk."

When King Shivesta saw the black-haired man beside Biog, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. "What? Why did this southern coward step into a meada parlor in Tampas? The Red-Bearded King asked, "He should be where he belongs, and be with the women." ”

"Trust me once, Shifsta." King Biog explained. "This guy is Dipperazin, a key player who can make us win. His value is the intelligence he's gathered in Ten Towns over two years. ”

"And what is his role?" King Shifstad questioned further.

"He has intelligence." King Biog repeated.

"Then you've got the information!" Shifstar said. "What is he of use to us now? He can't stand alongside our warriors. ”

Biorg glanced at Dipper, and resisted his disdain for the dog who had sold the farm for money. "Southern guys, say it yourself. Hopefully, Tampas will find you a place to bury your bones on the battlefield. "Dippera had tried to make eye contact with King Shifstar's steely eyes, but in vain. He said as confidently as he could, "When the Ten Towns are conquered, you'll need someone who understands the Southern Market. I am that person. ”

"Oh! So what do you get? King Shifstar roared.

"Comfortable life," replied Dippera. "And a respectable position, that's all."

"Humph!" King Shifstar snorted. "He will betray his people, and one day he will betray us too!" King Shivesta untied his battle axe from his waist and aimed it at Dibonazin. King Biog's face changed dramatically, knowing that one wrong thing would ruin his entire plan.

With his wounded left hand, Shifstar grabbed Dippon's black hair and pressed his head to the side, exposing his neck. He stared into the eyes of the southerners, swinging his tomahawk at his target. But King Biog had previewed for the southerners many times, though it was contrary to tradition. Dypona had been warned that if he resisted, he would die without a place to bury. But if he was willing to accept the axe strike, and if King Shifstar had only tested him, perhaps he could have saved his life. With the utmost of his willpower, Dypona had looked at King Shifsta steadfastly, even though death was imminent, but he did not resist in the slightest.

The people closest to the barrel

(End of chapter)

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