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Chapter 557: Let her guard herself like a jade and wait for me to go back

The Northern Barbarian King was a woman

Although it is a little difficult to recognize from the outside.

Her face is very dark and her skin is very poor, which is the mark left by living in a wild place for a long time, and it cannot be changed in this life. Even if it is smeared with the rouge gouache of Xu Kum Kee in Chang'an City, even if it is put on the gorgeous brocade clothes of Ling Fuzhuang, it does not make any sense. The etiquette professor in the Great Sui court will also have a headache about how to make her look like a woman.

In order to show their majesty and courage, the barbarians generally painted their faces with a mess of colors, thinking that this would scare the enemy, and the advantage of the Northern Barbarian King was that her face was messy enough without applying a messy color.

After dealing with wild beasts for a long time, the first thing the northern barbarians learned was how to recognize danger. For example, they can besiege a colorful tiger in a group of dozens of people, but they will never dare to attack a pack of more than five wolves. They are just lagging behind, but they are not stupid.

Therefore, the moment the Northern Barbarian King saw Fang Xie throw the divine envoy to the ground, he knew that the young man riding the white lion could not be provoked.

She got up from Mr. Xie's corpse with some difficulty, and the fat on her body trembled with it, and the waves were as spectacular. The Northern Barbarians had very few clothes, only some animal skins or leaves, and only learned to put on the leather armor of the steppe people after they arrived on the grassland. But unfortunately, none of the clothes could be put on the Northern Barbarian King, so she showed a lot of flesh, but there was no beauty at all.

She looked at Fang Xie with fearful eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly fell down, lying on the ground, her hands flat on the ground. When the fat was spread on the ground, the squeezed gas blew up a puff of dust.

This is the action of the northern barbarians to bow to the mountain god.

As the barbarian king prostrate on the ground, the barbarians around him also bowed down like a tide.

Fang Xie looked at these people, and suddenly had the illusion of crossing through again. The development of civilization in this world has been very prosperous, and the culture of the Great Sui is very similar to a certain period in the history of Fang Jie's previous life. And the barbarians seemed to have allowed Fang Xie to travel back thousands of years, appearing in a period when human beings were just beginning to conquer this worldly realm.

Fang Xie didn't know how to speak, so he turned around and looked at it, beckoning his soldiers to escort a cronie of Mr. Xie up.

"You know barbarian language?"

Fang asked.

The knife pressed against the ironclad warrior's neck, but the man still straightened his back. Fang Xie could see that these ironclad knights were very different, they were not from Northern Liao, they should be the retinue that Mr. Xie brought from Jiangnan, but they never appeared in Northern Liao, and they should have been his deliberate help in the dark. These ironclad knights all had a fierce aura on them, and even if they were defeated, they did not bow their heads.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Fang Xie didn't waste the second sentence.

He waved his hand, and the Xiao Cavalry School who was pressing the Iron Knight immediately drew his knife and cut it down, and the horizontal knife made of refined steel cut the chain mail on the Iron Kearner's neck, and then his neck. The weakest point of the armor is the chain mail that wraps around the neck, so this section of chain mail is very thin to ensure flexibility.

The head rolled down, and blood spurted out a meter high.

Fang Xie pointed to the second ironclad knight and asked, "Do you understand barbarian language?" ”

The second ironclad knight looked at his companion who had just been killed, opened his mouth to speak but stopped, but Fang Xie didn't give him time to think, and after asking questions, he didn't get an answer immediately, Fang Xie waved his hand again. The cavalry colonel stepped forward, swung his knife, slashed, and the head fell.

The third ironclad knight who was pressed up finally understood his situation, and he raised his head to look at Fang Jie, and there was already fear spreading in his eyes. He thought that Fang Xie would ask him the same question, but who knew that Fang Xie just walked up to him and looked at him, then waved his hand again.

The third head was cut off without the slightest hesitation.

Fang Xie walked up to the fourth ironclad knight, and the knight said eagerly without waiting for Fang Xie to ask, "I know barbarian language!" ”

Fang Xie nodded, and motioned for the Xiao Riding School to pull him over and push him in front of the Northern Barbarian King.

"Tell her that I am not here to stop him from occupying the steppe, nor am I an enemy of the Northern Barbarians. The man I am about to kill is dead, and if the Northern Barbarians' team retreats immediately, I will leave with my team. ”

The ironclad knight translated it in barbarian, and the Northern Barbarian King glanced at Fang Xie and bowed down again. She muttered a lot of words, and although Fang Xie couldn't understand what she was saying, he could hear the sincerity and humility in her tone. Fang Xie noticed that even when the Northern Barbarian King was bowing down, she had been holding the golden scepter in her hand, and when she smashed Mr. Xie to death, she used her own crown, obviously caring about this golden scepter.

However, this golden scepter was obviously not something that the Northern Barbarians could make on their own.

"What's that?"

Fang asked.

The ironclad knight who was escorted hurriedly replied: "That is the scepter that Mr. Xie gave to the Northern Barbarian King, Mr. Xie told the Northern Barbarian King that he was a messenger sent by the gods to recognize her throne on behalf of the gods, but the Northern Barbarian King must obey the orders of the divine envoys, otherwise the gods will condemn themselves, and the entire Northern Barbarian tribe will suffer divine punishment for this." ”

Fang Xie was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but glance at Mr. Xie, whose skull had been smashed through.

Such a lie actually instigated the entire Northern Barbarian tribe to come out of the wilderness. It's so ridiculous, but it really happened. However, Fang Xie thought about it, even if the civilization had progressed to the stage of the Mengyuan Empire, the grassland people had not fought because of their faith. How many wars have been between this world and another world that can be separated from faith?

He didn't feel pitiful for the Northern Barbarians, nor did he feel that Mr. Xie was shameless.

"Tell her that the oracle is fake."

The ironclad knight glanced at Fang Xie with some embarrassment, and finally said Fang Jie's meaning in barbarian language. He didn't dare to change Fang Jie's words without permission, because it was no longer necessary. Mr. Xie is dead, what kind of ending will these people be, all in the palm of the hand of the black-robed young man in front of him.

After hearing what the ironclad knight said, the Northern Barbarian King's face immediately showed disdain, she turned her head and cursed a few words at Mr. Xie's corpse, then picked up a stone and smashed it over. Fang Xie frowned and asked the Iron Knight to stop the Northern Barbarian King from doing so.

"Sometimes people can't be respected by others when they live, but we have to respect his body."

Fang Xie turned around: "Tell the barbarian king that this is her territory." In the future, if anyone wants to grab her territory, they will desperately drive the enemy away. Because the gods have already given this place to the Northern Barbarians, if someone comes to rob it, the gods will also bless the Northern Barbarians, no matter how strong the enemy is, and the final victory will be the Northern Barbarians. ”

The ironclad knight glanced at Fang Xie in surprise, and suddenly understood what he meant.

He repeated it, then looked at Fang Jie.

Fang Xie glanced at him and said lightly: "You all stay in the Northern Barbarians, if you can help them learn how to survive on this grassland, such as how to herd, how to create their own words and languages, when they gain these experiences from you, you will be the gods of the Northern Barbarians." ”

After saying this, Fang Xie turned around and left.

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The wind on the steppe rarely seems to stop, and since the beginning of the war, people have always had the illusion that there is a faint smell of blood in the wind.

Fang Xie was lying on the grass with a pot of new wine beside him. The wine-making methods on the grassland are different from those of the Central Plains, and the mare's milk wine is not as cold as the grain wine of the Central Plains, but it also has a unique flavor when you taste it carefully. In the days on the grassland, Fang Xie has gradually adapted to this kind of wine with a somewhat fishy smell.

"What are your plans for when you go back?"

He asked.

Although he has not fully recovered, Xiang Qingniu can walk normally. After all, his cultivation was still there, and his body recovered much faster than ordinary people. After experiencing the battle of the Great Wheel Temple, although he did not witness the worst ending, his whole temperament has changed a lot, and he is much calmer than before.

"Where will you go first after you return to the army and enter the Central Plains?"

Xiang Qingniu did not answer Fang Jie's question, but asked Fang Xie a question.

"It should be in the Southwest."

Fang Xie replied: "Although it seems that the place with the least obstacle is the northwest, and there are only tens of thousands of tired soldiers in Jin Shixiong's hands, but the three provinces in the northwest are even more tired than them, and after several years of war, the northwest can no longer support the team." Although the grain in Huangyang Road has also been almost looted by Luo Yao, it is now spring, there is no war, and a bumper harvest year on the Huangyang Road side can alleviate the food crisis. Luo Yao couldn't sense where I was now, I could only avoid him when I couldn't resist him, and he wouldn't think of me going back to his lair. ”

"Even if he thinks about it, once the war in Jiangnan starts, he won't have time to clone, and he doesn't seem to be in a hurry to find me."

Xiang Qingniu snorted: "Then after I return to Qingle Mountain, I will take someone to Huangyang Road to find you after a while." ”

Fang Xie nodded, looked at the blue sky and was silent for a while and asked, "You say, is the prince still alive?" ”

Xiang Qingniu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "I never thought that anyone could kill him, but this time it was different...... I know that he left when I was fighting Da Zizai in order to find King Ming, and then release King Ming. He didn't kill King Ming on purpose, it's not that he didn't have the courage or the courage to do so, but after releasing King Ming from the cage, King Ming, Da Zizi, and the second senior brother, the relationship between the three of them was complicated. ”

"It's too late when Da Zi comes to his senses, King Ming is out of trouble, the first thing he does may not be to fight to the death with the second senior brother, if it is me, I will kill the traitor first. But even so, the second senior brother should be worried that the old monster who has lived for a thousand years still has some means to save his life, so he will send me down the mountain first. But...... Haven't we heard the news that he's dead? ”

Fang Xie snorted: "Have you really thought it through?" ”

Xiang Qingniu smiled: "Are you afraid that after I help you, I will become the king of Ming, and you will become Brother Koktai Mengge?" ”

It's a bit sharp, but it doesn't hurt.

Fang Xie squinted his eyes and shook his head: "I never thought of this possibility. ”

"For what?"

Xiang Qingniu asked.

"Because you may not have beaten me in the future."

Xiang Qingniu was stunned, and then Ha Lu laughed.

He stood up and slapped the floating dirt on his body a few times: "I'm leaving, what's the parting message or something?" Don't say anything about having a good journey, don't say it, it's too vulgar. ”

"Go back and find a girl to break her virgin body."

Fang Xie said seriously: "That thing has no collection value if you keep it, and the old virgin is worthless for the rest of his life." ”

Xiang Qingniu's face flushed, straightened his stomach and said, "Who told you that I want to keep it?" Dao Ye just hasn't met a good woman who makes me willing to dedicate myself. If you really meet it, Dao Ye may not even care about you, and just find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to play and have children. ”

"Do you know how to give birth to the Dao?"

Fang Xie asked seriously.

Xiang Qingniu took a sip: "Get out!" ”

He threatened, "Do you believe that I went back to sleep with foam?!" ”

"Unbelief"

Fang Xie replied.

Xiang Qingniu scratched his hair, and then sighed: "Damn...... I don't believe it myself. That woman is not on the right path with me, and you may be able to submit like you. But it looks like she's always wanted to kill you, and the two of you are lifelong enemies seven or eight times out of ten. ”

Fang Xie smiled, and shook his head after thinking of that beautiful face: "After I go back, tell her that she has to guard like a jade, and what I said to her on the twenty-three streets in the east of Chang'an City always counts, let her wait." ”

Xiang Qingniu asked, "What did you say to her?" ”

Fang Xie smiled: "I can't say." ”

Xiang Qingniu glanced at Fang Xie suspiciously, and always felt that this guy and Mo Ning Fat would not have anything good to say.