As far as the eye can see, there are grass and trees, and there are hares and elk roaming from time to time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info This picture is excellent in the eyes of poets, but in Zhao Zheng's eyes, it is a word "poor".

Is it good to rob or not, I can't respect this profession, I have a little gold and silver waiting to be robbed, and these hares and elk are hanging around in the camp is a few meanings, eating the weeds cleared by the soldiers of the solid mountain, don't treat the warriors as breeders.

"Bang Dang"

After a while, the smell of meat spread, and Wei Huo, who went out hunting, wondered that he had run ten miles away to catch a wild boar, and Zhao Zheng ate venison in the camp.

"Where did this deer come from, why didn't I see it when I looked for half of the mountain?" Doubts are doubts, the movements of the hands are not slow, and the mouth is chewing venison.

He Miao threw him a pot of wine and said with a smile: "Haha, it's also strange, the brothers camped here to clean up the weeds, and just cleaned up a bunch of tender grass, these stupid things came." Swaggering and swaggering, not afraid of us at all. When the brothers saw this, they did not move their knives, but they took up their scabbards and got a meal of venison. ”

Wei Huo was stunned when he heard this, he knew that he also cut the grass, so why bother with all this effort.

Ten elk were roasted, wild boar from the fire was stewed in the cauldron, and the soldiers took turns to eat, always on guard.

But in this realm where elk are not afraid of people, they do not feel that they have much to defend against.

"Baba Fox, Mitasa Hey"

A long howl suddenly sounded in the mountains, and He Miao and Wei Huo hurriedly put down the deer's legs, raised their knives and stood outside Zhao Zhengying's tent.

"Alert, crossbowmen ready."

The soldiers who were eating meat in twos and threes just now were neatly lined up in two columns at this time, their bows and crossbows were wound, and their Tang knives were unsheathed, waiting for possible dangers.

Zhao Zheng walked out of the camp under the escort of the personal guards, and looked at the source of the sound with a telescope, only to see the bushes swaying, as if a large army had arrived.

"Defend the fire, pull the sub-cannon over, and wait for the enemy to approach and fire a cannon."

The pro-guard team walked out of a few people, slowly lifted out a box, and set up the sub-mother cannon on the spot. Zhao Zheng stared intently, his voice became louder and louder, and the enemy was about to appear.

"Hubaba"

A pitch-black humanoid creature jumped out, wrapped in what seemed to be a silk official robe, and it was so black that it was impossible to see the rank of knighthood. Behind him, a hundred or so men of the same darkness stood in a mass, wrapped in sackcloth or animal skins, in any particular tattered than beggars.

After a casual glance at them, Zhao Zheng turned his attention to the hounds at their feet, which were half a man tall, grinning with bared teeth and fierce eyes.

"Huh~ha~"

They shouted in unison, and stamped their feet in unison, and the hounds became more ferocious, and some began to bark wildly.

"Did you cross over again, or to Africa, it's over, and you've met a poor ghost."

Zhao Zheng looked at their clumsy momentum and couldn't help but want to laugh, but out of respect, he let Wei Huo fire a shot, of course, not at them, but at the tree.

"Boom~"

Several towering trees collapsed, and many animals ran out of the forest.

Those black men did not dare to stomp their feet, their waists suddenly bent down, and the hounds did not dare to bark wildly, lying on the ground and burying their heads and whimpering.

"Your nobleman spares his life, and the chief of the Pitan tribe, Pier Cardin, will meet you."

The leader, who was dressed in official clothes, ran towards the camp with a cry, and when he was stopped by the flying arrows, he fell to his knees, cried and begged for mercy, and spoke respectful language.

In the face of this sudden change, Rao is Zhao Zheng is jaw of a crosser is about to fall to the ground, according to his observation, this person's temperament has been lost.

"Get up and tell me what kind of formation this is."

Zhao Zheng stepped forward and asked with a smile, but stopped when he was twenty paces away, covered his mouth and nose, and quickly retreated.

Pierre Cardin raised his head with a smile, his teeth were very white against the backdrop of his face, and said, "Respectfully my lord who has come from afar, I am a lowly slave Pierre Cardin, and I beg you to reward us with some food and clothing for the sake of the gods, so that we may feel your sky-like heart." ”

The Huaxia of Donghu was very serious, and many nobles were proud to wear Chinese clothes and speak Chinese, and Pierre Cardin looked at Zhao Zheng's clothes and speculated that he was a great nobleman from Xingdu, so he used Huaxia language. In fact, he can also speak Donghu official dialect, Lin Hu official dialect, and Beiting Ashina dialect, in order to deal with the nobles in various places.

People, live in one breath, fight for a face. Especially the children of the aristocracy, they enjoy the endless fine clothes on weekdays, and when they encounter the compliment of Pierre Cardin, they will be rewarded without thinking.

But it's a pity that he met Zhao Zheng today, a person who doesn't care about face the most and pursues practical gains.

"You said you're here to ask for a reward, why are you bringing those messy hounds and... These young warriors. ”

The hounds do not grin their teeth, but play on the spot, and even juggle like arhats, and the black man also assists in participating, bending down to let the hound jump over to add to the fun.

This is the original face, and those fierce faces just now are all disguises.

Fang Cai clearly coveted his own weapons and equipment, intimidating and forcing him to submit. Now that I know that I can't beat it, I suddenly changed my face and became a juggler.

"The world is impermanent", Zhao Zheng sighed and said, he didn't expect that there would be such a shameless and courageless tribe in Donghu, the place where the dragon is prosperous in the Guili clan.

"My lord, how are the slaves performing, is it worth it for you to reward the villain with food, if you are not satisfied, you can go back to the tribe with the villain, and there are handsome maids who are willing to serve the lord, just ask the lord to reward us with some swords."

When Pierre Cardin spoke, his eyes kept staring at the Tang knife in Zhao Zheng's hand, which looked like an old rascal meeting a beautiful girl, and his saliva was about to flow.

"He Miao, you temporarily guard the camp, and Weihuo accompanies me to the Pitan tribe."

Regardless of whether he can make good use of it, Zhao Zheng also wants to take a look at this kind of person who does not lose the rogue temperament of the 21st century to satisfy his curiosity.

He Miao glanced at Pier Cardin in disgust, and said: "This guy has a backbone, the lord should not be gullible, and please let the Mo Dao team accompany you to ensure that it happens." ”

The kindness of his subordinates cannot be refused, and Zhao Zheng is really not at ease with a person like Pierre Cardin, who says that he will change his face, he disdains the false name of going to the meeting alone, and just asks not to be careless in his life.

"Okay, Liu Shi, the thousand commander of the Mo Dao team, will accompany you, and the rest of the people will stay where they are and listen to the orders of General He Miao."

After arranging everything, Zhao Zheng set off with his escort, and under the eager eyes of Pierre Cardin, he did not bring a grain of grain, only seven or eight hares.

Pierre Cardin was a little disappointed, but after Zhao Zheng promised to reward him with a military uniform if he was satisfied, he returned to the camp full of joy, and the hounds became the guards to open the way.

The closer you get to Pitanbu, the greater the stench that fills the air, this is a tribe that does not like to be clean, and the black mud on its body is not only smeared, but also the blackness that has formed over the years.

"Your Excellency, this is your slave Pitan tribe, please make an inspection."

Zhao Zheng covered his mouth with a handkerchief, forcibly enduring the nausea.

During the conversation just now, he learned that the place where he is now located is called Lin County, which is a county directly under the control of Donghu Khan. Despite this, the population here is not large, and there are only a few small cities in the city, and only the county forest city can be called large.

The Guili clan became a great treasure and unified the grassland Hu tribe, but they were not at ease with their own rule, so they left a back road in Lin County, only allowed to move out and not move in, and carried out devastating relief for the rest to eliminate their self-motivation, so that it would be easy to control this place after the Guili clan was in power in the future.

Therefore, decades of almsgiving have caused all the tribes here to suffer from laziness, and they have nothing to do all day long, and they want to get something for nothing. Even when some tribal chiefs went to Hindu to participate in the ceremony, they saw the piglets raised living carefree and being fed fat in vain, and changed the tribal totem to a domestic pig after returning.

It's ridiculous that they don't know that the meat eaten at the banquet is made by domestic pigs, and when they go back, they preach how happy pigs are and how well they are raised by big people.