"What are the Turks, the land under your feet is our Datang, and your grassland is also Datang, what's wrong? How many of you are used? It's not your khan who came to us to help you Turks who fled to our Tang Dynasty...... "The mouth here is not forgiving, not to mention the head man just now, the Turks on the opposite side all stood up, and they all stared at each other, afraid of you?" Ben Gongzi directly picked up the lamb bone stick that had not been gnawed and stood up, staring at each other, there is a scene after the collapse of the underworld negotiations, unfortunately this is not the home field, I turned my head towards Fang Cheng and squeezed my eyes, the loyal servant immediately stood behind me, the big hand has been pressed on the handle of the knife, gritting his teeth, my other free hand is very hidden to touch the waist...... Whoever is afraid of anyone here, dare to move us a single hair, and the fierce soldiers of the Tang Dynasty can directly erase your tribe from the history of human evolution.

The scene in front of him became more and more chaotic, and the Turkic landlord Lao Cai was still sitting peacefully, and called out slowly: "Oh, what are you doing? Don't sit down yet, don't hurt your peace. It was like pouring wine on a fire. At this time, Uncle Li Ji finally opened his mouth: "Sit down for the old man!" Uncle Li Ji drank in such a deep voice, and our gang of general-level ruffians had to sit back on the couch stupidly, well, since the bones are not used, continue to gnaw two bites and then throw them away, the more flesh sticks to the bones, the more fragrant it is, this is our experience in gnawing meat and bones for many years, well, playing a small hobby.

"What kind of system are you, who are you, how can you be the same as the mountain village husband who is the general of my Tang Dynasty in vain? ! Where is military discipline and where is national law? I sat down honestly, and I didn't clean you up for a while, what has become of you, have you forgotten that we are a country of etiquette? Uncle Li Ji's words are really vicious, too vicious, scolding one or two Tang veterans with ruffians and laughing, but the black lines on the green eyes and face of the party deliberately maintained by Uncle Li Ji form a stark contrast.

"Hehehe, Lord Li, don't be angry, these generals must not have done it on purpose, Bo Narjin, you are too rude, as my Turkic warrior, is this how you greet distinguished guests?!" The Turkic landlord Lao Cai Libi sank his face and shouted at the strong man with a big waist and a round waist.

"Generals, please forgive Bo Na Jin for his unintentional actions, this person is my first Turkic warrior, and he spoke rudely, and I hope that several generals will forgive me." The Khan of Libi made a smile, and naturally saw that Uncle Li Ji did not make the slightest movement, so he had to sit back on the couch angrily, and poured this bad wine that could numb the tongue and heel.

Ben Gongzi only tasted it, and he didn't dare to touch it again, this thing is not to say drunk, I feel sad when I smell it, and I don't know how these guys can drink it.

----------------------------------------------------------- "Bo Nar Jin, don't you apologize to the guests?!" The Turkic khan turned his head and glanced at the so-called First Turkic warrior. As soon as the Turkic warrior spoke, he almost didn't let Ben Gongzi choke the lamb bone into his throat. "Let the valiant Bonnar make amends with a proud tongue, unless he can fly higher than the eagle of the sky, run faster than the horses of the earth, and have more strength than the ox, such a warrior can convince the Bonnard!!" This Turkic man with a half-bald head looks like a hanger, can a person fly higher than an eagle? If you have the ability, you can fly it yourself, what is this? The angry Lao Tzu wanted to pick up the case and smashed it head-on. Even Uncle Li Ji couldn't help grinning, and several veteran ruffians around him looked angry, and they also wanted to rush forward to crack this goods.

"Nonsense, Bonarjin, don't you obey my master's orders? Alas...... Or just go and make amends to the guests in your own way. "The Turkic Khan's smile is too deceitful, and it must be no good.

"Bonnardin obeys." The Turkic warrior left the desk and took off his clothes with a thud. Striptease performance as reparation?

But looking at his movements, and the bulging muscles of his body did not seem to show signs of dancing, he raised the wine jar, drank on the altar with his head held high, and let the wine stains stain his whole body, the weather was so cold that the wine touched the skin and immediately rose a layer of mist. With that half-bald head and a hideous face, it does add three points of ferocity out of thin air.

Then, raised his hands high, raised his head to the sky, and howled roughly, three points like a man and seven points like a wolf, and then, the number of scholars and Turks guarding the sidelines also howled, I was very interested, it was too rare, but the Turkic customs were really different from our Tang Dynasty, and later generations could not see the customs and etiquette of the Turks at all, and the wolf howl was really learned.

The Turkic capable Bonarjin finally stopped his nervous roar and shouted: "Come on, bring a healthy cow!" Immediately someone ran out of the tent and shouted, and with great effort, brought a strong bull, snorting a white mist, and the big bull's eyes were bubbling with an unruly fiery red, and the four hooves were unwillingly treaded, and the two Turks pulled the cow with great strength.

Bo Nar Jin slapped the horizontal flesh of the body, picked up a short dagger and bit it in his mouth, pounced on it, and screamed to exert force, for a long time, the stinky sweaty Bo Naljin finally made the cow unwillingly kneel down with his head, and then proudly signaled the soldiers and others on the side to suppress the cow's body, picked up the dagger that bit the mouth, touched a position, and gently stabbed it at the neck of the cow, a stream of blood arrows splashed out, and a Turkic woman had already handed the utensils to the cow's neck, and after a while, he also received about a pound of cow blood, Only then did he slowly let go of the strong bull, and a god stick with feathered beast friends jumped out on the side, holding a handful of things that I don't know if it was ash or something to block its wound, and only then did someone pull down this Jian Niu that obviously looked delightful, and the first Turkic warrior looked proud, and wiped his sweat very prominently.

"Look at him like that, second son, if you go up, I'm afraid you won't even have to breathe." Fang Cheng, the devil's flesh-and-blood man, seems to have ignited his fighting spirit.

"Fang Cheng, if you come, can you knock down that cow?" I lowered my voice and asked the loyal servant beside me.

"Yes, but the small strength is also with that person, if you can let the little one practice for a month, you will definitely be able to win him." Fang Cheng was a little ashamed, ashamed that he couldn't earn face for his second son. However, Fang Er's truth made me a little eager to try, Fang Cheng's strength is small, I am afraid that there is more than one, that is to say, we can win this goods, and quietly glanced at the veteran ruffians around me, most of them are people in their forties and fifties.

I took a sip of wine very complacently, and ...... Fuck, it's hard for me to swallow, it's not strong, and I don't know if it's made from straw roots.

The Turkic maid who had received the blood of the ox hurriedly poured the blood of the ox into a large wine urn, and then picked up a long stick and stirred it, and then, another maid brought a bucket of things that seemed to be milk, poured it in, and continued to stir, and after a while, the smell of the cow's blood, the fierceness of the wine, and the fragrance of dairy products melted together, very strange, very strange taste, definitely worse than the taste of the inferior wine just now, by the way, it was like footwashing water.

The shirtless warrior began to sing, I don't know what to hum, in short, I poured wine and sang at the same time, helplessly, seeing that the generals of Zhou also picked up a big bowl of wine with a stupid face, helpless, why can I only hold the bowl.

----------------------------------------------------------- "Hahaha...... This is the eagle of the steppe, the strongest of our Turkic bulls! Bonnardin! Cheers! "Bang! This prince drank the wine very pretendically, I didn't drink it, I really didn't have the courage to drink this kind of wine, God knows if it had the same effect as the rebirth pill of the little poison doctor in Xianyun. Let's drink footwater...... I didn't do it if I killed my son, which involved a matter of principle.

Uncle Li Ji had a gloomy face, picked up the wine glass, it seems that Uncle Li thinks that he doesn't have this kind of strength, and several generals on the side are also resentful, but they can't do it, this is not only Turkic etiquette, but it is also an expression of demonstration, they can't do it, but it doesn't mean that I can't. His heart suddenly lit up, and he whispered to Fang Cheng, "Bring my wine." ”

Fang Cheng nodded knowingly, turned around and walked towards the war horse bolted to the side.

"Guests, our warriors toast to you, why don't you drink, do you look down on us Turks?!" One of the Turkic chieftains on the other side wiped his mouth and asked in a loud voice after he had finished his drink.

"This wine is also drunk by men?!" Ben Gongzi stood up with his head held high, and sure enough, Uncle Li Ji's eyes lit up, the old guy had seen Ben Gongzi pull out the stone drum in the school field, and he was really happy.

For a moment, all eyes turned to me. The strong man of Bonarjin was already in a state of flux, and walked up to me: "What? Look down on us Turks?! The big slap slapped against the muscular bulging chest, like an orangutan about to go berserk.

"This wine, the milky taste is too strong, I can't get used to it, if I want to drink it, I will drink pure blood-mixed spirits! Moreover, I have to mix the wine with the ox blood I have taken with my own hands, which is called strength. "I stood up, and I also puffed up my chest muscles, more afraid than the others, more than strength, I am afraid that there is no opponent in the world, of course, only referring to humans, as for rhinoceros, elephants, whales, etc., there is no comparable surname, if they are vexatious to be more than okay, good, then I can compare with them who will use chopsticks to pick up a round glass ball, or climb a tree.

"What do you say? This is the best wine that the gods have given us Turks, and there is no better wine in the world...... If you insult this wine, you will insult the gods, and Bonar will fight you to the death. "This man couldn't compare with me when he saw his size, so he could only shout in front of me with a hideous face.

Fuck, dare to fight me? I'm afraid you won't make it?! Just as he was about to kick this guy first, the Turkic Khan of the Turks paused and shouted: "Slow, this warrior of the Han people, what good wine do you have, take it to see and understand, if it is stronger than our Turk's wine, we are willing to pay you a hundred warriors, as an apology, if there is no ......" This guy's laughing voice is comparable to that of an owl.

"Really?" I smiled too, a mouthful of crisp white teeth in stark contrast to his large, dirty yellow slab teeth.

"However, I don't know if there is a stronger bull here than the one just now, and the strongest bull's blood should be paired with my wine, which is the best delicacy in the world!" I raised my head, self-confidence is my portrayal, arrogance is my capital, and the wine that Fang Chengzheng is carrying over is my killer weapon!!

----------------------------------------------------------- "Good! This little hero of the Han people, who has the courage to come and bring the strongest bull in our tribe, Chechegla. He sneered a few times, glanced at my body, and then at Bonarjin's body, before turning around and shouting.

"Fang Cheng, open the wine bag, take a clean wine urn, wipe it clean, don't let other flavors mix." I also replied with a sneer, instructed Fang Chengdao, and soon a big wine urn was placed in front of him, Fang Cheng pulled the wine stopper, and in an instant, a fragrant and rich aroma of wine spread, not to mention the ugliness of those Turks, even Uncle Li Ji's eyes couldn't help but light up: "Lingering incense drunk?!" ”

"Good wine! It's really good wine! The smell alone is fucking strong! A veteran ruffian looked like he was going drunk, and he jumped up and down to Fang Cheng. And the Turks who liked spirits were already intoxicated, and the stupid man who wanted to duel with me just now was already staring at the wine that Fang Cheng was carefully pouring out, reflecting the bright light of the bonfire.

"Moo! Moo......" A thick cow roar gradually came, seven or eight people seemed to be dragging an extremely strong pure black healthy bull, I don't know if I don't know, I was startled when I saw it, the ancestors you are a plank, and the Xibaya bullfighting bull has been sorted out? Compared to the one just now, this cow is almost a two-division fighter, a comparison between the super heavyweight and the heavyweight. The Buddha who sells cakes...... －

(To be continued)