The next person to enter the big tent was the messenger of the Crazy Horse tribe, and before the others arrived, the sound of the metal rings colliding on their bodies came first. Fahd grinned and said in Elven language, "I've heard for a long time that some human tribes like to wear metal on their bodies as a symbol of wealth. It seems that the envoy who came this time was a rich man, and whoever caught him in the battle would make a lot of money. ”

"Is your anus clogged? It's all piled up in your head!" Fatumah mocked him, "Didn't you see that Muhathir was trying to make a forced landing on the other side in words, and we might not have to fight at all." ”[]

"My dear sister, you really like your human lover. Fahd sighed as he held out a hand to stop his samurai from scolding back, "But the elf who really knows your young, handsome, and ambitious friend is me." ”

The boy glanced at Fahd in some surprise, the other party did not deliberately hide his thoughts, so the boy could read that he was genuinely appreciative. You must know that the boy leaked the news that he was going to the trading post to Fatuma, which can be regarded as a very dishonorable deception. But he can still praise himself without pretentiousness, which shows that he is the kind of handsome man who will not affect his judgment because of his position.

Perhaps as the sheikh, Fahd is really better suited than Fatoumah, the thought welled up in Muhadi's heart. But no matter who becomes the chief, he must seize this opportunity and strengthen his strength. At the very least, he must maintain a higher prestige among the elves of the Scorpion Tribe, and at the same time train his small army well. Otherwise, in the upcoming Battle of Tyre, it is not certain whether he can survive as a small officer with only 300 soldiers.

The messenger of the Crazy Horse tribe, whom Muhadi actually knew, was the boy who commanded in the trading post, the son of the chief of the Crazy Horse tribe.

Not afraid of being recognized, Muhadi changed into a new robe and wrapped his head tightly, revealing only one pair of eyes. Besides, when this boy was at the Outpost, he didn't hear him speak.

He dared to come here as a messenger in person, which the young man did not expect. In his impression, this kind of kid who relies on his mother's shadow is generally not bold, and it is difficult for him to grow into a real man.

The envoy of the Crazy Horse tribe was a half-grown man, and the elven warriors all laughed, "I said how can there be more than a thousand warriors in the Crazy Horse tribe!

The boy opened his mouth and laughed at the taunts of the elves, and laughed even more wildly than the elves. Hehehehahaha

He laughed twice more and yelled, "But I promise, I'll let you enjoy it before you die!, especially you, your name is Fatima, isn't it!?"

The boy pointed at Fatumai with one hand, and the latter snorted disdainfully. "My name is Fatuma ibn Abhiad, and I don't pronounce my name in your human way. ”

"It was for your sake that I came to your pointy-eared camp as a messenger, Fatima. The kid didn't seem to hear the elf girl's warning at all, "I'm Gaston from the Crazy Horse tribe, and I heard that the Scorpio tribe is a beautiful girl leading the team, so I'm here to inspect the goods in advance." ”

Fatumah didn't have a face towel, so Gaston whistled and said, "You're very beautiful, not bad, not bad! When I get rid of your little men, I'll give the other prisoners of war to the soldiers as slaves, and keep you as my personal bed warmer slave!"

These words set off a storm, and many of the elven warriors stepped forward in anger, glaring at this half-sized man angrily. Under Fatoumah's gaze, Muhadi also spoke, "I know another army of the Crazy Horse tribe is approaching here, but do you think this is the end of it?"

"There are a thousand warriors from the Scorpion tribe here, and five hundred elite soldiers from Tyre. Muhadi sneered, "And you have only two hundred warriors and more than a hundred loyal allies, with all due respect, you will be defeated." ”

Although it was only fleeting, the telemancer keenly caught the doubts that flashed through the other party's mind. He was wondering how I knew the strength of the troops at the trading post, and Muhati realized excitedly that he didn't know that the man named "Hassan" had escaped, and it seemed that the soldiers of the merchant family had not told the people of the Crazy Horse tribe about it.

"A warrior of the Crazy Horse tribe can desecrate himself with one hand and chop off three pointy-eared ones with the other. "Even with the addition of five hundred kneeling soldiers, my soldiers and I will be enough to hold out until tomorrow evening, when our reinforcements arrive." ”

According to what the boy himself has seen, Crazy Horse's reinforcements are likely to come in the morning. This guy was lying to himself, he thought, trying to catch us off guard.

"Two hundred against fifteen hundred, your people will only be scared. ”

"Two hundred horses will only trample fifteen hundred scorpions into mud," said Gaston, who was still a minor, but had a lot of courage. "Not to mention, I will personally oversee the battle, and every samurai will be anxious to make a meritorious deed in front of the chief's son. ”

"So, their courage comes from you, and I'll tell the archers to kill you first when the battle begins. Muhadi replied, "Two hands, two legs, and a clumsy head on top of the torso." The courage of the Crazy Horse tribe, it seems that it can be solved with just one throwing arrow. ”

"Of course, you can also surrender," the boy continued, "I am forgiving, any warrior who lays down his arms can keep his weapons and belongings in line with his identity, and I will let you go back to your tribe." ”

"But if you insist on going your own way, then I will have to destroy you completely. Seeing that Gaston wanted to say something more, Muhathir continued to provoke the other party. "I hope you'll still have the strength to fight, because neither my men nor these elven friends like boring battles. I've heard that you were riding a woman not long ago, so don't go to the battlefield and have weak legs. ”

Even without psionic powers, his horror could be seen on his expression. Under the alias of Hassan, when he infiltrated the trading post, Muhathir accidentally heard the boy say, "You had better have a good reason when you called me from a woman!", so he remembered it. Speaking out at this time will help to grow the distrust of the people of the Crazy Horse tribe towards the soldiers of the merchant family.

Let them be suspicious among themselves, Muhati thought to himself, watching Gaston walk out of the tent.

The last emissary to enter was the captain of the caravan's guard, who appeared to be one of the many caravans trapped in the trading post.

"Why?" Before the visitor could introduce himself, Muhathir pressed the other party to ask. "Why are the caravan people joining the Crazy Horse tribe? Don't you want to do business anymore?"

The envoy called himself Zulfikar Ali Bhutto, a man dressed in the leather armor customary for mercenaries, with two scimitars pinned to him, a dagger, a bone bow, and two quivers. He had a ridiculous face, his lower jaw covering his upper jaw, wide cheekbones, and small, pointed eyes. An old scar spread diagonally from his lips, across his cheeks, and finally disappeared into the turban that covered his head.

However, this man seems to be good at martial arts, his hands are full of calluses that have been handling weapons all year round, and his steps are calm and powerful.

In the face of the young man's questioning, he argued vigorously, claiming that the caravan had no intention of being an enemy of Tyre, and that it was the people of the Crazy Horse tribe who had to take up arms to help defend the city.

He argued fiercely, but Muhadi didn't believe it. The people of the caravan have never forgotten their righteousness, and if they are coerced, they will obediently hand over the guards, it must be the Crazy Horse tribe or the business family that promised them gold, so the people of the caravan will reluctantly agree.

The young man didn't want to listen to the other party's rhetoric, so he asked bluntly, "How much gold did you collect?"

"Huh?" to show an incomprehensible expression, but his heart was no longer so calm. "I don't know what you're talking about, sir. ”

"Gold, or gold, whatever you want to call it. It's the kind of metal that is yellow, heavy, expensive, and of little practical use. Muhadi said, "I'm sure you've seen this metal, haven't you? Not long ago, the business family and the Crazy Horse tribe must have given you a lot of money!"

"There is no such thing," he argued vehemently, "we are all poor honest men, and it is entirely out of coercion that we have to take up arms." Trust us, my lord, for if you were to attack this trading post, we would just make a fool of ourselves, and we would never really stand up to you or your army. ”

I don't think you dare, thought Muhadi, and said. "So, you're going to betray the Crazy Horse tribe?"

"We've never been loyal to the Crazy Horse Tribe, so how can we talk about betrayal?"

"Well," the boy asked, "mere passive non-resistance is not enough to show your sincerity. I want you to fight back and attack the Crazy Horse Samurai who are fighting by your side. ”

"This?!" to surprise him, "but my lord, there are not many caravan guards in the trading post, and they are not familiar with each other, how can they fight against the samurai of Crazy Horse?"

"It is enough for you to create chaos, and seeing your actions, I will naturally command the Scorpio's men and horses to attack the city, and work together to destroy the bandits who coerce you. ”

"But ......"

Muhati interrupted him again, "I've heard that reinforcements from the Crazy Horse tribe will arrive tomorrow night. So if you make a decision to secretly shoot an arrow when the sun rises, I'll assume that you agree. ”

"Otherwise, I believe in your friendship, but my elven friends, they are used to robbing caravans, and they may be able to plunder when they break through here, and I may not have time to stop them. ”

"But our different caravans come from different places, we have a mixed staff, and we don't have a unified command, so I can't make this decision. ”

"So I've given you time to discuss it among the people of your different caravans. Muhadi said empathetically, "Remember, when the sun rises, I will see your answer." ”

When the last messenger walked out of the tent, it was already the middle of the night, and the two moons hung in the air, watching the two armies facing each other on the sandy sea.

"Fatoumah, and Fahd's friends. The boy said to the two chieftain candidates, "Gather your men, and I will go and gather my men." ”

"Gather them?" said Fatoumah, "for what?"

"Of course it's an offense. Fahd explained disapprovingly.

The elf girl frowned slightly, and said to the boy, "But you tell the other party to wait for the answer when the sun rises......"

"Yes, then we will hear the answer from the other side - as the victor. Muhati said disapprehantly, "The people of the business family will consider whether they should draw a line with the Crazy Horse tribe, and the people of the Crazy Horse tribe will wonder if the people of the business family have secretly betrayed them." The two will be wary of each other, and even the Crazy Horse kid will rush to the officers of the merchant family, questioning each other's plans, and leaving his troops behind. ”

"At the same time, the caravans would gather and argue about whether to betray or not. Fahd finished speaking for Mohamadi and said, "They will think that we will not attack until at least the sun rises." ”

"At night, human sight can only see the light of fire," said the boy, "and elves can see as clearly as day." Fatoumah, and Fahd, you lead the warriors of your tribe to suppress the walls of the trading post with bows and arrows. I can lead the men of Tyre by surprise. With the power of psionic energy, opening a gap is not difficult for me. ”

"Then you can lower the gate and let our army enter!" Fatuma said excitedly, too, understood.

"It's an interesting plan, I agree. Fahd also said.

Pretending to negotiate, or even camouflaging all kinds of possibilities, and then quickly attacking them, is just a common tactic on Earth. Muhati learned this tactic from the previous world and ventured out with his ability to sense the feelings of the other in order to recreate the Pizarro-esque miracle (the Spanish conquistador, who used the opportunity to negotiate in Cajamarca to capture the Inca emperor alive and then inflict a heavy defeat on the Inca army of 40,000 with 169 soldiers, destroying the South American empire).

The 700-strong team was quickly ready for battle, and Muhadi left the fire in place and planted the torches in the ground. Then he unwittingly led a hundred soldiers around the shortest wall, which was the most suitable for performing a spiritual blast. After crossing into this world, although there were countless battles, this was the first time to really lead the army to fight.

"Attack!" When he confirmed that all the centaurs were in position, Muhadi leaped out and shouted loudly, his scimitar pointed at the trading site in the darkness of the night.

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