Session 7: The Chiefs (Middle)

Section 7: The Chiefs (Middle

"Actually, I just don't like this wine glass, it's so cheesy, I don't like this wine, it's too *** shoddy, and I don't like this tent even more because it's covered with human skin. Townsend's reasoning is surprising: "I don't come from a different background than yours, and my body rejects these things." ”

"Serving a wine glass is the best I can do, because I want to save face. Also- as the owner, I'm going to use these things at least once before discarding them. Townsend said this very fresh, but it was very harsh to the ears of the tribal leaders, and there was a lot of slander in their hearts: what does it mean to use it at least once before discarding it?

The women who knelt at Townsend's feet + passion were already trembling uncontrollably. Because there is no doubt that they are also one of the items to be discarded, and the meaning of discarding does not need to be explained to everyone.

"I say this to make you aware of the fact that I am not like you. Townsend made it clear, not at all worried that they would be sad. In fact, this kind of cruel talk can only be said at this time, if the relationship between everyone is closer, it is not appropriate to say this - scaring people is such a thing, if it comes once every three or five times, both parties will be tired.

"Why is it different? I have two eyes, and you have two eyes, oh, I really have one eye, sorry, sorry, don't worry, we look the same. Townsend nodded his index finger to his chest: "Here's where our real difference lies." ”

The tribal leaders looked at Townsend and didn't understand what he meant.

"I don't value what you value, and I don't want what you want. So don't think I'm going to rob you of your property and rape your wife and daughter, I don't have the time to spare. In the midst of everyone's doubts, Townsend said the final answer: "In the same way, what I want in my heart cannot be understood by you, and what I am going to do has nothing to do with you." ”

The tribal leaders probably understood what Townsend meant, but ...... It's too straightforward

"So, I don't have much to do with you, and I don't ask very much of you. Exterminate the Marchies and another tribe because they offended my friends. Townsend smiled: "When they attacked the Wahu tribe, some of you sent people and some of you sent supplies. I don't care if you are forced or not, this crime must be offset by merit. ”

"The so-called merit can be people or materials, but you don't have the right to choose, I only count if I say it. Townsend didn't give the other party a chance to speak, as a conqueror, his momentum was enough: "If you can do it, then you can live a long life and have a full family of children and grandchildren, if you can't do it or hinder me, then you will be broken into thousands of pieces, and your family will be ruined."

There was a "clank" and someone's cup dropped.

"Are you going to object to me?" asked him calmly.

"There is nothing that there is not" The leader was frightened and shivered, and looked at Townsend with a face full of fear, his eyes were full of pleading: "Lord Townsend Master Townsend is not, my king my king, I really don't want to object"

"Oh, since it's unintentional, then the fine is good, a thousand gold coins. Townsend nodded, and casually set the punishment standard for the king's faux pas: "If you let me know that you are against me in your heart, it will be a loss." ”

"I don't object, I really don't object" The other party almost burst into tears: "I brought a lot of gifts, I'll go get them"

As soon as Townsend waved to the little leader's side, the two guards who were ready to make an example of the monkeys, and the leader of the retreat was grateful, and he saluted Townshend, and then hurriedly saluted every officer and guard in the big tent, and then carefully bowed his upper body, spread out his hands, and retreated backwards from the outer edge of the carpet out of the tent.

Seeing this scene, Vahu's eyes moistened a little, this kind of supreme etiquette of a small tribal chieftain was common in his father's tent when he was a child. But at that time, he never had the inner feeling he has now, and this lost and regained glory would actually hurt to the bone marrow

According to local tradition, these chiefs and chiefs brought their own tents and guards, and they set them up not far away. This phenomenon was already the norm, because even under the Machi rule, the chiefs of the small and medium-sized tribes had certain rights.

In fact, neither the Marches nor the Dawn Council could get past the chieftain and reach out to the common people. Speaking of which, the two rule in a similar degree of coarseness. Not to mention the previous Wahu tribe period, Wahu Ta Dad basically has a free-range mode for the tribes below, as long as they come to say hello during the New Year's holidays, they are very satisfied.

The leader soon returned, he first handed the animal skin bag in both hands to the guards at the gate of the battle to check, and then nervously watched as Townsend walked out of a pocket behind him, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. Immediately afterwards the little chief knelt down on one knee at the mouth of the tent and said to Townsend, "My king, behold the gift I have offered. ”

Completely ignoring the resentful eyes cast in secret, his tribe is small and weak, and this time he has made up his mind to come and beg for his life.

"Your name. Townsend was not surprised at all, as if he had known that such a person existed, but his men were puzzled, they knew that this was not Townsend's arrangement, he looked like he was in his early twenties, where did he learn this experience?

"My king...... I am the Marat of the Marat tribe" was thrilled when asked about the chief, which was the first name Townsend asked, and the meaning was not trivial: "I will wish my king eternal health, and may my king always entrench himself on this fertile plain, and the king's treasury shall have endless silk, and the hearth shall have endless burnt cow dung."

It was evident that the experienced Townsend was choked by Marat's congratulatory message, and at that moment, at least the people around him saw the corners of his mouth twitch - but no one expected the little chief to utter a crepe greeting from his mouth, and he could say the word "entrenched", and he was himself a diligent learner.

Silk and cow dung are two things, the former should be the good wishes of the Marat, and the latter is the necessity of the life of the Mara tribe - which also indicates that the Mara tribe is herded, and the location is in the narrow plains of the south.

"I allow you to offer a gift. Townsend was expressionless, just nodded.

"Thank you, my king. Marat stood up and asked his retinue to deliver gifts.

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