All fifty chapters of wooden swords and clothes

Abra stood up in high spirits: "Very good, then let's do it, everyone go back and prepare, we will try to complete the assembly within three days." ”

"Yes."

"Report!" Just as all the nobles and chieftains were about to leave, a small soldier rushed in: "Great chief, the merchants who were driven away by us yesterday, they have sent someone again. ”

"What? Do they still dare to come? Abra raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Everyone, let's take a look at what the hell they are doing?" ”

"Yes." Everyone had nothing to do, and hurriedly sat back in their places to see what those magical merchants looked like.

"The envoy of the Tang Dynasty has seen the Great Chief of Abra." The first to come in was Zhehe, at this time he was dressed in a Tang scribe robe, with his thin and swarthy body, although it looked a bit like a monkey and a crown, but no matter how much a monkey was crowned, on the whole, it was much stronger than Abra directly draped silk on his body.

"Don't talk about this yet, you tell me first, what's going on with your clothes? Why is it so beautiful? "Look at Origa's neat clothes, and then look at yourself...... A trace of inferiority involuntarily rose in his heart, but more of it was jealousy - this is one of the reasons why Abra was so arrogant yesterday, the dress of the Tang envoy was too handsome, which made Abra feel inferior and jealous from the bottom of his heart.

Especially the hint of ridicule that flashed in the eyes of the Tang envoy after seeing their clothes, which made Abra even more embarrassed, so he simply didn't do anything, and directly found a reason, snatched the messenger's gift, and then broke everyone's legs and threw them out.

"This is a gift from our family." Origa caressed the clothes on his body lovingly, and carefully smoothed out a fold on his waist - God is pitiful, when did he wear such beautiful clothes?

You must know that before, Origa's main role was to lead the exploration team to look for resources or familiarize himself with the terrain, most of the time was shuttling through the forest, wearing more clothes made of leather armor or linen, for those big people to wear silk, Origa was only envious, at most he was just thinking about what he looked like in silk clothes, and he never thought that he would be able to wear such clothes one day.

But just this morning, when Liu Lie appeared in front of him with this set of clothes, Zhehe was stunned, and then he was full of satisfaction, he only felt that he could have such a day in his life, even if he didn't live in vain, even if he died immediately, he was willing, so when Liu Renliang asked him to send an envoy to the Tusha tribe, he agreed without even thinking about it.

"If the Great Chief wishes, I can ask the tailor on the ship to make a set for the Great Chief." Seeing that the big chief saw that his gaze was wrong, Zhehe immediately changed his words.

After all, he is also the young chief of a tribe, and the Origa tribe was once a vassal tribe of the Tusha tribe, and he used to meet Abra, and he knows a little about Abra's temperament, and he is a deep jealous person. If he finds that someone is better than his own, or someone is better than himself, he will snatch that thing back as soon as possible and kill someone who is more cultivated than himself.

So the small tribes below, after getting the good things, either give them to Abra, or find a place that others don't know about and hide them.

"That's not necessary." A hint of hideousness flashed in Abra's eyes.

"Wait a minute." Just as Abra was about to give the order to snatch Origa's clothes, the chief of a small tribe suddenly said, "I see that you are a little familiar?" You're from Luzon too, right? ”

"Yes, my lord, I used to be the young chief of the Origa tribe, but some time ago, the Origa tribe was raided by the Akara tribe, and the Origa tribe perished, and I was fortunate to have survived thanks to the help of the adults from Datang, and now I am doing things for Datang." Origa said bluntly.

There is nothing to hide this, Origa is originally indigenous, this can be seen at a glance, not to mention that the Origa tribe is also one of the vassals of the Tusha tribe, and Origa is a famous warrior, Abra is still a little impressed, and suddenly said: "Origa, it turned out to be you, I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you to not only be alive, but also to do things for the Tang Dynasty...... Where is Datang? ”

"Datang is a country in the West...... It's a tribe-like place, but it's much larger than a tribe. There is no concept of a country on Luzon yet, and Origa was afraid that he would not understand, so he changed his expression.

"Impossible? To the west of us is the ocean, and there are no countries at all. ”

"That's it, Origa, you're also a famous warrior, and now you're telling lies."

"Zhehe, what benefits did Datang give you? So much so that you speak so exaggeratedly? ”

"Just for a piece of clothing, you brag about it like this, what about your temperament?"

“……”

"I didn't ......" Origa wanted to defend, but the deputy envoy next to him quietly pulled him, and Origa suddenly realized that he didn't come here to talk nonsense, but to have something serious.

"Grand Chief Abra, I'm here for a matter of time." As he spoke, he took out a wooden sword and a woman's clothes from his arms: "You humiliated the warriors of the Tang Dynasty yesterday, and our lord was very angry, thinking that you despised the majesty of the Tang Dynasty, so he set up a position on the edge of the sea and declared war on you." If Chief Abra thinks he is still a warrior, take our sword and lead your warrior to the appointment, or else you will put on this woman's garment in front of all of us, and we will spare your life......"

"Bastard." Abra was furious, slapped the white porcelain plate that he had regarded as a treasure before, and stared at Origa with dead eyes: "Origa, you dare to insult me like this? Come on, chop all these people into mashed meat for me and throw them out to feed the dogs. ”

No matter how ignorant Abra is, he knows that wearing women's clothes is a humiliation to himself and the like. How could he, a great chief, be humiliated by a former vassal tribe's little guy in women's clothes? At that time, it broke out.,I want to kill Origa.。

"Yes." At that time, several people rushed up and pressed Origa to the ground, and several bone knives were quickly placed around his neck, ensuring that as long as he made the slightest movement, he would immediately add a knife and axe.

Zhehe was unmoved, and said loudly: "Great Chief, it's nothing if you kill me, if you really think you're still a warrior, then go to the appointment?" What are you doing to kill me? Nothing but proves your inner turmoil - now the sword and clothes are here, the choice is yours. ”

(End of chapter)