Xu Yichen looked at Tupac, who was only a little shorter than himself. Mad Cow, I really feel the vicissitudes of history.

He still remembered that a year ago, before the establishment of the Retribution War Regiment, the son of the mad bull who knelt on the ground with a fanatical face and shouted to glorify the name of the Witch King, and he also couldn't forget that the other party was taken into the sky by a flying insect like a hairy boy, and finally returned to the station with great fate.

And now, the berserker who once proposed to Vittoria is already the patriarch of the largest tribe in the New World, the Raging Bull Tribe, a legendary berserker, and a totem in the hearts of those tribesmen.

Xu Yichen easily saw undisguised worship in the eyes of the guards behind the mad cow, but the mad bull himself, who was a berserker, except for the wrinkles on the corners of his eyes, his eyes flashed with the light of wisdom.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, guest from afar." Mad Bull raised his hand, and several strong tribal warriors immediately withdrew from the tent: "In this land, it is rare to see people with black hair and black eyes like you, but I don't know why, I have an inexplicable sense of familiarity with you, in the words of the shaman, I believe that this is the fate between us, so I will greet you with the same way I treat you as a friend, and I hope that I will get the reward I deserve." ”

"Of course, we came with friendship." Xu Yichen didn't know if it was that mission that made the other party feel a little familiar with him, but it was undoubtedly a good thing to avoid clashes with a legendary berserker.

"I saw your ship, and it looks like an elf." Mad Bull got up and filled several cups with steaming drinks: "Don't get me wrong, I really don't have a crush on elves, but I won't kill you all for that reason." ”

"Yes, the ship was indeed made by the elves, but you can understand it as a trophy." Xu Yichen looked at the mad cow who liked to drink hot drinks, and couldn't help but recall the picture of the other party's middle two when he was young, and almost smiled.

They had landed a few hours earlier, and the Laurel had reached the bay almost along the point of the corpse, and their arrival had caused the rebels on the beach to blow their horns at once, but fortunately, because the mad bull was sitting on the cliff, the rebels did not act more violently, but sent a few small boats close to the Laurel to try to figure out whether it was friend or foe.

Before American imperialist players entered the game, the rebels had become accustomed to the concept that all enemies came from the sea, and it was not until the United States began to build warships in recent years that the monopoly of the Battle Nuns and Templars on the sea was broken.

Moreover, the Laurel is not the same as the black ship of the nuns, so these rebel soldiers did not attack directly.

"So what is the purpose of you coming all the way from the Old World?" Mad Bull has a gentle attitude that is completely inconsistent with his name, making Xu Yichen constantly guess what has happened to the other party for more than two hundred years to make such a huge change.

Xu Yichen didn't lie, he calmly said to Mad Bull: "We came to the New World at the invitation of the Witch King to negotiate for the safety of the whole world. ”

"Hahaha, you're going to negotiate with the Witch King?" Mad Bull didn't fall into a frenzy because he heard the name of the Witch King, but patted his thigh and laughed, he pointed at Xu Yichen, and then pointed at himself: "I'm already a legend, I've fought with the Witch King all my life, but I haven't even seen what the Witch King looks like, why do you think you can negotiate with the Witch King?" ”

"Because behind me stands a country that the Witch King must look at directly, a country that has the ability and the will to prevent what happens to those who are sleeping, what happens to others." Xu Yichen sat up straight and said to the mad cow.

"A country." Mad Bull stopped laughing, looked at Xu Yichen in a daze, and repeated: "A powerful country that the Witch King must look at directly. ”

"What a blessing." Mad Bull sighed, and that long sigh made the back of this berserker who had experienced more than two hundred years of swords and swords bend: "I believe in you, friend from afar, I see pride and confidence in your eyes, and lies can't give you this." ”

"I hope to pass through your territory safely and enter the area controlled by the Witch Kings as soon as possible." Xu Yichen did not try to comfort the other party, for such a warrior, comfort is an insult.

"Don't worry, you've crossed the sea, and you need to be repaired, I've informed my old fellow, he's also a mage, he's a smart man, he knows the Witch King better than I do, and through him you'll soon meet the Witch King." Mad Bull drank the hot drink from his cup: "This tragedy that happened to the stranger has made me see a threat more evil than the witch king, I know my people, I am willing to give up hatred, I think my old fellow will think the same, maybe we will go by the way." ”

"That's my pleasure." Xu Yichen smiled and nodded, he had enough respect for the current mad cow.

In fact, Xu Yichen and Wang Anton didn't wait too long, for the legendary spellcaster, the distance in space was obviously not a problem, and in less than half an hour, the legendary spellcaster Abraham. Lincoln landed at the door of Mad Bull's tent by flying magic.

"Mad Cow, can you choose a place to camp next time you don't choose to camp on the cliff?" When Abraham landed, he had to make a detour around a large bay in order to avoid a jutting rock.

Xu Yichen's gaze landed with Abraham, and compared to the mad cow, the former Templar's appearance was completely different from what Xu Yichen remembered.

He remembered that Abraham was a submissive man in his prime when he first saw him, and the legendary mage standing in front of Xu Yichen at this time was a tall middle-aged man with a big beard, with sharp and angular facial features, and just standing there had an aura of not being angry and arrogant.

In two hundred years, Mad Bull has gone from a hairy boy to a steady tribal leader, and has also turned the ruthless Templar into a leader who can lead a country.

"It looks like you're guests from the Old World, but I hope the mad cow doesn't scare you." Abraham shook Xu Yichen's hand without any: "Don't be frightened by his appearance, he is actually a very gentle person, if there is any neglect, I apologize to you for him." ”

"Actually, we get along very well, Mr. Lincoln." Xu Yichen bent down slightly, so that Abraham would not look too embarrassed, although he was tall, he was only by the standards of mortals, and he still looked a little short when standing in front of Xu Yichen.

Abraham showed a smile and looked at Xu Yichen meaningfully: "It seems that you know me well, and few people know that my surname is Lincoln." ”