Chapter 212: The King of Stories
Can anyone participate in the trade?
Is this a reunion celebration or a trade fair?
Is he planning to use the deal to win us over? Or is it?
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Everyone on the high platform had their eyes flashing and their thoughts were different.
Mo Lisan stood in front of Sang Nan, pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said loudly: "If the adults can trust me, I can go back and find some familiar tribes to buy on my behalf, and I can probably make up 10,000 fine war horses!" The price is 500 citrine coins per horse! ”
"Then there is the Rau Morisan brothers!" Sang Nan looked at him with a smile, "However, the price is still calculated according to 800 citrine coins!" ”
"How's that going to work? This is a little bit of our Xikun people's heart! Morrissan hurriedly waved his hand and refused.
Sang Nan knew it in his heart, laughed, and said: "I see that my brother is worried, it seems that he has encountered some difficulties, why don't you say it and listen to it?" ”
Morrissan also opened up at this time, and their tribe had recently taken a fancy to a land of abundant water and grass, which would allow them not to move around for at least a few years. However, tens of thousands of wolves live there. These wolves, with their huge size, fierce temperament, and good at team fighting, are no match for those fangwolves. As soon as he saw Sang Nan's strength, he wanted to try to ask the other party for help, so he lowered the price.
"A wolf?" Sang Nan glanced at Mei Dongen with his eyes, but saw that Mei Dongen deliberately twisted his face to avoid his gaze, so he had to pretend to be calm and smile: "Ahem, I thought something was wrong?" It turned out to be a few fangs. So this time I sent someone back with my brother, and I came to bring back the horses, and by the way I packed up the wolves. What do you think? ”
"Thank you, then, sir." Morisan was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly raised his glass to Sannan.
"For the San! Cheers! ”
"Cheers!"
Looking at Morisan who was overjoyed and returned to his seat, the other small tribal leaders and envoys couldn't sit still, and walked up to Sannan one after another, toasted, and expressed the idea of befriending the San, Nemo, and Sumer.
Sang Nan was still sitting in his seat, his glass of wine was dry, and he smiled lightly, but he never got up.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows what Sangnan means, which is to show that the two sides are nominally friends, but they are not equal relations, but are based on the San, Nemo, Sumei, or in other words, the San. However, these small tribes are weak, and clinging to powerful races is their means of survival, and no one will make fun of them.
On the contrary, the face of the leader of the rum tribe, Abida, was not very good. As soon as the Nice tribe was destroyed, the Rum tribe became the strongest of the northern tribes. And in order to confront the Nice tribe, the six northern tribes have been led by the Rum tribe, faintly forming an alliance, although their individual strength is not as good as the Nice tribe, but together, the combat effectiveness is stronger than the Nice tribe. If it weren't for Nice's navy, a major war would have broken out between the two sides.
Abida was quite deep in the city and knew how to forbear, and he waited until the people of the small tribe returned to their seats, and then he said with a puzzled face:
"Lord San, I wonder where this Soul Mountain is in Tigris? Why haven't I heard of it before? ”
The faces of everyone present changed suddenly, and there was nothing wrong with Abida's words at first, but after careful consideration, it had a deep meaning.
Sang Nan turned his gaze to this white-faced man with thick eyebrows and deep eyes and a hesitant expression, and said with a smile:
"I'm sure you're all as curious about Soul Mountain as this messenger at this moment, right? Well, I'll tell you about it here. ”
Hearing this, everyone hurriedly sat down and listened attentively.
"Actually, in Tigris, there have been rumors of the Soul Mountain, but no one has ever been there, and the reason is simple, because the mountain is actually moving." Sang Nan opened his mouth and said.
"What? Is it mobile? How is it possible for a mountain to move? ”
"Haven't you heard rumors about Soul Mountain?"
"What rumors?"
"Returning to the Soul Mountain is the place where the gods practice, and the legend ......"
"Really?"
"Who knows, but there is no wind and no waves...... Listen to what people have to say! ”
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When the people heard this, they were amazed and discussed, but Sang Nan was not in a hurry, until his voice calmed down, and then he continued:
"And if you want to reach Gui Soul Mountain, you need to pass through the Mang'er Horn and the Mirage Sea, so over the years, although many people have gone to the sea to look for it, they have never returned, either buried in the sea or buried in the belly of the demon."
"Reckless horn? Isn't that Death's Point? ”
"Sea of Mirage? Buried in the belly of the demon? ”
"What is a mirage......
Everyone was puzzled, and their faces showed inquiring expressions.
"Not long ago, a brave fleet of Nemo people, despite all odds, finally managed to pass through Man'er Horn and came to the Sea of Mirage, only to encounter the mirage awakening, and in front of the mirage's hundreds of meters long, these Nemo people were like a swarm of ants. But instead of flinching, the ants launched a heroic attack on the mirage...... Oh, and the Mirage is a rare sea beast that is not only huge, but also has a knack for altering the illusions around it, allowing ships to get lost at sea and even crash directly into mountain peaks...... In short, it's dangerous! ”
"I'm sure some people will say, are these Nemos crazy?"
"That's right, when I saw the scene of the two sides fighting, I also thought these little things were crazy!" Hearing this, the crowd also erupted in a burst of good-natured laughter. But Sannan continued: "But I was also moved by their heroic and fearless spirit.
Under the attack of the mirage, only 3 of the 8 ships of the Nemo were left, and the people on board were also covered with scars, but they still did not give up resistance, some people only had one arm left, and they held their weapons and kept slashing, and some people lost their arms, so they bit their teeth and hit their heads so that their partners behind them could make an effective attack. ”
The scene became silent, and many races looked at the once-lowly Nemos with awe-inspiring eyes.
"At that time, I wondered what was the reason for these Nemos to pass through the mirage sea at the cost of their lives? So, I took someone to take action, scared the mirages away, and rescued them!
After inquiry, I found out the reason, it turned out that these Nemos had been oppressed by a race called Nice for many years, and the methods and acts were outrageous, I was very angry after hearing this, and decided to seek justice for these Nemos, so I followed them here.
On the way here, we also passed by a place called White Rock Island, but there was a group of barbarians stationed on the island, and they actually spoke disrespectfully to us, so I was angry and asked my men to kill them all! ”
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At this time, Diana hurriedly walked up to the stage and whispered something in Mei Don's ear, Mei Dong smiled slightly and nodded at her.
But everyone was attracted by Sannan's words and did not notice this scene.
Sang Nan talked for a long time, a little thirsty, and as soon as he picked up the teacup, he heard Ji Tieyi taunting in his ear:
"You can make up stories!" (To be continued.) )