Chapter 18: Wars Not Recorded in History

Sweeping over the group of warriors under his hand who were slightly frightened in their eyes, but had no fear or reluctance to survive, the corners of Wumeng Tuoba's mouth, who had always shown a cold face, couldn't help but evoke a faint smile. Immediately, Umeng Tuoba quickly looked away from the barbarian warriors, and then looked out of the cave hidden by the raging storm of sand and dust.

For Augustus, who was not inferior to the great barbarian leader Tedamir and showed the essence of a cunning politician from time to time, Umon Tuoba did not trust him in his heart, and as for Alista, a loyal servant who had surrendered to the hands of the Noxian knights, he could not let Umon Tuoba, who had placed the heavy responsibility of this barbarian on his shoulders, believe it.

However, Umeng Tuoba expressed his admiration and respect for Augustus to negotiate with Queen Sejuani, the leader of the Wintertalon tribe. "In the future, whether Augustus is a friend of our barbarians or not, at least this moment!" This is a phrase that Umeng Tuoba said to the barbarian warriors under his command.

But when a flame of trust and a ray of hope shot out in the eyes of the barbarian warriors who lacked sincerity but only the wisdom and scheming of politicians, Umeng Tuoba immediately said a word that was considered a blow and said: "Pinning our fate on others is not only irresponsible to ourselves, but also a blasphemy against the god of war, which is not the spirit that barbarian warriors should have. ”

The brain cells are not complicated, and the god of war is full of the same as the worship of the gods of the gods by devout ascetics, and the barbarian warriors immediately turned the hope originally pinned on Augustus into the belief that they would see death as home, but unfortunately Augustus was not there, if he was, Augustus would definitely not be stingy with this barbarian strong physique and strength, and also had the wisdom of many barbarian warriors, and praised him: "You are the richest barbarian warrior I have ever seen among the barbarian tribesmen except for Taidamir." ”

For the opportunity to praise others to win should be needed to be good. Augustus was never stingy with the words that came out of his mouth.

Outside the wind-swept cave, two voices that were not very clear were indeed ringing out. The barbarian warriors, who had always been very sensitive to wind and grass, immediately noticed this situation, and raised their weapons, if it were not Augustus and Alista, they would not mind breaking the neck of the visitor before talking properly.

"Is this how the barbarians greet your allies?" Just as they were about to start, a thick magnetic voice sounded in the ears of the barbarian warriors. Followed by a handsome face with a brilliant face and an elegant atmosphere.

Wumeng Tuoba hurriedly withdrew the mace that was about to be swung out, and showed a rather innocent smile at Augustus, who was a little embarrassed and obviously returned from a vicious battle, and asked tentatively: "Young Master Augustus, what's the situation outside?" ”

Augustus, who could not find any flaw in his actions, and Augustus, who was more like a nobleman than any nobleman, sat down on a fairly smooth stone without any grace, and began to pour a pot of water from Alista, and then, satisfied. Augustus glanced at Umeng Tuoba and said, "I'll wait for my safe return to be the best proof, do you need me to add something?" ”

After saying that, Augustus spit on the ground with a mouthful of saliva, stomped hard with his foot, held a piece of grass in his mouth, and said in a somewhat indistinct tone: "Sejuani has led the people of the Winterpaw tribe to leave, but the ghost knows if that crazy woman will regret it, let's leave this territory of the Winterpaw tribe quickly, right?" Who knows if there will be any accidents during this time? ”

Just as Umeng Tuoba meant. This time in the permafrost tundra, he knew very well that his mission was not to establish a good relationship with Augustus. By the way, he was enjoying the scenery in Ferreljord, and the big words engraved on his shoulders were very obvious for the rise of the barbarians, and it was enough that he did not have any thoughts about other things.

Tedamir explained that his main task was to contact Princess Lisandro, the leader of the ascetic tribe, and there were no accidents along the way, which was what Umeng Tuoba wanted to see.

Seeing that Augustus had the same thoughts as him, Umon Tuoba was naturally overjoyed and nodded in convincing. As for what Augustus and Sejuani talked about so much that Sejuani spared them? He wanted to know this, but he also understood that even if he wanted to know, would Augustus tell him? Umeng Tuoba didn't think that his relationship with Augustus was so close that he couldn't talk about it. There is no point in the stake.

"The attitude is correct and clear, this is the premise of cooperation!" Augustus showed a hint of approval for the idea of Umon Tuoba ignoring the problem, at least the alliance he needed to face this time was not a fool that he couldn't figure out even if he tried so hard, which was a big relief for Augustus, who had experienced a big war.

Open the parchment map. Augustus pointed to the map on the ground and said, "We are still in the territory of the Wintertalon tribe, so it will take a long journey to return to Princess Lisandro's ascetic tribe, so let's plan this journey well to avoid accidents along the way!" ”

A group of barbarian warriors looked at each other, and finally turned their eyes on Umeng Tuoba, who could only smile bitterly, but replied very simply: "We barbarians have not set foot on the soil of Ferreljord for many years, and we are not very familiar with the permafrost tundra, all this is still up to you, Master Augustus, to decide, we believe in you!" ”

The smile on Augustus's face became even brighter, for those few barbarian warriors with surprised eyes, Augustus directly turned a blind eye, for Augustus, as long as he could be recognized by a small number of barbarian warriors in Umeng Tuoba, it was enough, as for the recognition of all barbarian warriors? Augustus could only laugh back, he didn't want to be the patriarch of the barbarians!

Pointing to the two very obvious routes marked on the map, he opened his mouth and briefly introduced to the barbarian warriors: "There are roughly two roads, the first one continues to cross from the Winterclaw tribe, passes through the Ice Archer tribe, and then appears to the dervishew tribe, this road journey will take about half a month!" Another path is to head north from the Wintertalon tribe to the ruthless north wall of the former Ferreljord territory, and then bypass the territory of the Ice Archer tribe from the ruthless north wall to the dervish tribe and meet Princess Lisandro! But this road will take at least twenty days or so! ”

Listening to the two general routes proposed by Augustus, the barbarian warriors discussed with each other for a while, and then Umeng Tuoba made an opinion and said, "Compared with the second path, we feel that the first path is safer!" ”

Augustus was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Umon Tuoba in disbelief, and even he wondered if his ears had heard it wrong. But seeing Umeng Tuoba's firm and slightly bitter eyes, the smile on Augustus's face gradually converged, and his voice was unprecedentedly low, and he said, "Tuoba Warrior, can you explain it to me?" ”

The wry smile on Umun Tuoba's face became even more serious, although he didn't have much heart to hide this matter, but Augustus himself said this sentence without leaving a little room for him, even if he didn't want to say it, he had to say it, because this matter had passed for a long, long time and affected his friendship with his ally, which was not what Umeng Tuoba wanted to see.

Taking a deep breath, Umeng Tuoba opened his mouth to look at Augustus, and said in a sincere tone: "Young Master Augustus, you heard it right, in the eyes of our barbarians, the journey on the ruthless north wall is actually far more dangerous than passing through the territory of the Ice Archer Tribe. Because there was a war there that did not go down in history! ”

After a pause, Umeng Tuoba added, "That's why our barbarians decided that they would never be able to enter Ferreljord after being defeated by Queen Avarosa!" ”

Augustus glanced at Umeng Tuoba and felt that Umeng Tuoba was not lying, and there was no reason to lie to him. After a moment's thought, he came to a conclusion, and then fixed his eyes on the sheepskin map that Lissandro had given him, and carefully studied the territory of the ruthless north wall, which had long since escaped Ferreljord's control.

He asked, "Could it be that where this ruthless north wall is inhabited by the former Ferreljords?" ”

For Augustus's keen penetration, a hint of approval flashed in Umeng Tuoba's eyes, and then he shook his head, and said a little helplessly: "We don't know if they belong to the tribe of Ferreljord, but they definitely don't welcome anyone except Ferreljord, just like when our barbarians invaded Ferreljord's territory, this group of powerful warriors directly broke our group of proud barbarians, and finally had to return to the Hoh Xil Plain again!" ”

As he said this, Umeng Tuoba clenched his fists, and so did the other barbarian warriors. For the ruthless north wall, there is both respect and hatred.

At this moment, Augustus couldn't help but wonder what kind of place the ruthless north wall is, and what kind of people live in this group?

The keen sense of smell of politicians made Augustus feel that this ruthless North Wall and this departure was likely to destroy the plan he had made! Augustus would never allow this.

PowerbyYOZOSOFT (To be continued.) )