Merlin Avery spent half a month studying, and finally became fluent in desert barbarian slang. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info is a crude and rudimentary language compared to the lingua franca of the Empire, lacking many words to describe the magnificent natural scenery and even less expressive of emotions.

But Avery can understand why, in the Rusal Gobi, nothing is more important than surviving. The crops here are extremely poor, and the scattered small and medium-sized oases cannot provide the living needs of the entire tribe for a long time, and migration and nomadism have become their only way of survival.

Only large tribes with several oases were allowed to establish permanent settlements, but they were usually very rudimentary. Circular huts made of sand and mud and tents of various materials lived side by side, and there was no pattern or order to be found, except for an open space cleared around the chief's tent, guarded by heavily armed barbarian warriors.

This is the fourth barbarian tribe that the Jianbu tribe has encountered since leaving Korpal, and it is also the largest. At first, as soon as the pilgrim's figure fell into the eyes of the tribal sentinels, a sharp and piercing bone whistle sounded, and hundreds of barbarian warriors rushed out of their tents, roaring in menace as they quickly assembled outside the settlement.

Seeing this, Avery couldn't help but be amazed, the barbarian warriors showed quite good reflexes, and their coordination and discipline were far better than those of the rabble besieging Coventry. If the tens of thousands of barbarian warriors all behaved as disciplined as this tribe, then no matter how strong the walls of Coventry were and how heroic the soldiers defending the city were, the end result would be the destruction of the city.

Perhaps the look of surprise on Avery Eyday's face was too obvious, and Kenobi Hawkeye let out a short sneer. "Your experience is certainly not that simple, Mr. Avery, have you been through the battle of the desert barbarians attacking the city-state?"

Avery nodded subconsciously, then replied in a low voice, "Indeed...... Alas, the border city-state where I lived was always harassed by desert bandits, and on one occasion was attacked by a coalition of several tribes, but the discipline of those people was far less than that of the tribe in front of me. ”

"Not necessarily, Mr. Avery, you haven't seen the warriors of this tribe behave when they join the raiders. Kenobi pursed his lips and said, "When the vast majority of barbarian warriors defend the tribe, they are relatives and friends, they fight, hunt, and live side by side, they are not siblings, they are better than siblings, they cooperate like two hands of a person, what discipline do they need to restrain them?"

He paused, his tone became spicy and sarcastic, "It's different when raiding the border city-states, they are not familiar with each other, and there is even a blood feud, no one dares to give their backs to strangers to protect them, and they can grab a little more, and there are as many leaders as there are tribes, and no one listens to their orders except for the warriors of their own tribe." For so many years, apart from the summoning of the Beast King Banner, I had never seen a raiding group composed of more than five tribes. ”

Avery shook in his heart, "Is the banner of the Beast King the Conqueror the banner of Arahan the Conqueror?" I have heard the name of this man, it seems to be the most powerful tribal leader of the Rusar Gobi, right?"

"He is the 'leader', but not the 'king'. Kenobi used two barbarian slang words to describe it, "The Banner of the Beast King was indeed held in the hands of the Arahantou, and he also conquered many tribes and assembled an army of unprecedented size, but he could not gain the recognition of the Holy Hill and the Ancients, and could not gain strength from the Banner of the Beast King, and if it were not for the strong support of the Great Wizard Tenadir, this army would have been torn apart." ”

Avery was secretly frightened when he heard this, but there was a hint of pride in his heart. As far as he knew, Tenadir seemed to be dead, or at least seriously wounded, and according to Kenobi, the end of Arrahan the Conqueror was probably not far off.

Thinking of Coventry, and of his damaged mental strength, which had not yet found a way to recover, Avery was a little depressed.

Hundreds of tall barbarian warriors have completed mobilization and assembly, and an old shaman with tattoos from the top of his head to his chest has beaten a huge leather drum, and the sound of the drums ignited the blood of the barbarian warriors and burned their eyes.

Seeing that the conflict was about to erupt, Kenobi also put away his nonchalant demeanor, "These brainless fools!" he shouted to his companions, "Raise your flag and raise your throat to tell them that there is no need to be vigilant, it is the Walking Tribe." ”

The banner of the Jianbu tribe is different, it is a white giant striding on an earthy yellow background, the empty hands represent the idea of not invading any tribe by force, and the strong and powerful arms represent the ability to defend themselves that no tribe can underestimate. This banner is very well-known among the many barbarian tribes of the Rusar Gobi, and almost as soon as the pilgrims unveil their flags, the sound of war drums disappears, and the barbarian warriors who rushed ahead also stop.

A few minutes later, a tall, burly barbarian leader with a coconut shell ornament on his head walked up, surrounded by more than a dozen warriors with their weapons put away, and the bald old shaman covered in tattoos.

"Kenobi, it turned out to be you little fool!" was still more than ten meters away, and the barbarian leader opened his mouth in a loud voice, "Why didn't you even show the flag, I was so scared that I thought it was the Bucktooth tribe calling!"

"The Bucktooth Tribe doesn't dare to provoke you, the big fool, believe me, Sailiantou, except for drinking too much inferior soju and burning out his brain, I can't think of a reason why the Bucktooth Tribe dares to challenge the Black Lizard Tribe!" Kenobi replied in a loud voice, and then the two of them hugged in barbarian etiquette, patting each other on the shoulders and chests.

Avery stood behind Kenobi, watching with great interest the exchange between the Chief Pilgrim and the leader of the Black Lizard Tribe. The hug and the ensuing slap between the two is not simply a sign of politeness, on the contrary, in a sense, it is a temptation. The strength of the Celestian was superior to that of Kenobi, but the agility suffered a lot, and Kenobi unloaded most of the Celent's strength with a slight shaking that was barely invisible, and the slap that counterattacked made the burly man's chest and shoulders quickly reddened and swollen slightly.

A scrutinizing gaze suddenly fell on Avery and made him turn his head in surprise. His gaze came from the tattooed, bald old shaman, and when the Celentou and Kenobi had just separated, he opened his mouth meaningfully.

"Why don't you introduce us to this guest? little Kenobi, I feel that this guest is not ordinary. (To be continued.) )