This is a manuscript that looks very old.

The edges were a little frayed, the handwriting was a little blurry and dull, and the new strokes were apparently copied by Hillam himself.

Whether it is in the protection of such precious documents,

Still in respect of the King of Heian,

In short, Yifeng took the manuscript with great reverence.

Even before opening it, he took a water bladder from the horse's belly, rinsed his mouth, washed his hands, and wiped it clean.

Irabella glanced curiously, and was quite surprised.

"Huh, the manuscript of King Heian! There aren't many of these things in existence! I can't imagine that you, a disciple, are still a person with a heart?"

The radiant Shiram craned his neck proudly, looking a little funny.

"Of course, I, Shiram, am the most loyal follower of His Excellency King Heian!"

An incomparably majestic figure appeared in front of Yifeng's eyes, just like the grandfather of MAO who waved his powerful arms affectionately.

"Where is the way out for Huaxia?"

..........

With such a feeling of reverence and worship, Yifeng opened the manuscript tremblingly, intending to witness history.

The manuscript was written in a format never seen before in Atlanta, as if it were an autobiography or as if it were a novel that unfolded in a third vision.

Yes!

It's a novel!

It describes in detail the process of King Heian being kidnapped by accident and running away from the fortress and being captured by the wolf clan. It was a tense time when the orcs were at war with the terrans.

The captured King of Peace is about to be executed!

At this critical moment, Yifeng really saw what Irabella said.

It is written like this.

.........

"Brother, it's easy to go all the way! When you go to hell, don't blame us brothers!"

A patch of yellow sand hit the face, and the bleak sunset dyed this hillside as red as blood. Occasionally, the wind whirls up, and it rolls up blades of grass, and the distant horizon faintly hears the resentment of the organ.

One person knelt straight on the ground, his hands were cut backwards, and he was tied like a rice dumpling. Behind him stood two blue-faced and fanged orcs, one of whom spat on his hands, wiped it a few times, and then said this, and raised a large axe in the air.

Looking at the appearance, it is clear that he is going to cut off his head!

And the person who was cut down was obviously none other than Jerry!

At that time, the sharp axe was less than half a foot away from the back of Jerry's neck, and even if a generation of Sword Masters slid over with a swift stride, I am afraid that it would not be able to save it.

Could it be that Jerry, a generation of bullies, deserves to die like this today?!

The answer is clearly no!

Anyone who knows Jerry well knows that the safest way to kill Jerry is to gag him.

Obviously, this is the wolf clan, and no one knows Jerry. What's more, the two executioners didn't know about it, but were talkative.

"Wait!"

At the moment of great danger, I only heard Jerry's yell.

The man's axe was crooked, and a spark appeared from a stone on the ground, almost missing the waist of the man who was holding it.

"What are you doing, what are you doing?"

The man was holding his waist, gasping for air, his eyes staring at Jerry vigilantly.

"Don't say that you and I were both from the Central Plains, and ask me to let you go! You must know that today is our boss, and he will personally name and cut you. No wonder my brothers!"

Jerry blinked wide-eyed.

"It's not. ”

If it weren't for the fact that his hands were tied, he would definitely stretch out a finger and shake it around.

"Before you die, can you make one last request!"

Jerry's expression at that time was very sincere and innocent, full of a kind of sadness that a person is about to die, and his voice is also mourning.

This is not an overstatement. Even the hanged heretics in the religious places should be given a meal of decapitation!

"If it's not too much, then hurry up! If there is anything important, you have to convey it to your relatives! Hurry up, if you are free, you can help you do it by the way. Having said that, this errand job has no less benefits!"

The man with the axe seems to be very reasonable.

Jerry smashed his mouth and said confidently.

"Can you have a full meal!?

The two were stunned!

"It's strange today. Someone who wants to eat a full meal before they die?"

The other got impatient.

"Bear with me! When the guy who eats is stopped, he won't feel hungry!"

"It's different!"

Jerry screamed louder than anyone else.

"It's better to be a full ghost on the Huangquan Road than a hungry ghost!

"As long as you have a lot to do!****, you just randomly find something to eat and send him on the road. I don't think this can be delayed. If you delay it any longer, maybe this kid will come up with some moth!"

Seeing that he had lost the opportunity to make extra money, the man with the axe became impatient.

It must be said that these two people are the personal soldiers of the leader of the wolf clan. The food was quickly found, a bowl of boiled runny beef, and a glass of cloudy wine!

"Eat, eat, eat. I can't find fault this time, can I? I only got this wine and meat with a lot of painstaking efforts!

The man held the bowl to Jerry's mouth. Obviously, he is also afraid of Jerry's thorns, but he can be regarded as doing his best!

But will Jerry let him go with a broken mouth?

I saw Jerry first glance at them with gratitude, and then took a long sip, and the soup mixed with meat foam squirmed on Jerry's cheeks, and the two people who saw it also swallowed saliva.

"Phew~~"

Suddenly, Jerry's face changed drastically, as uncomfortable as if he had eaten XX. One squirt will go out, and almost miss the two of them.

"What kind of thing? Is it eaten by humans? It's worse than pig food!"

Jerry yelled with grief and indignation.

"Even if you let your brother die, you don't need to be disgusted with your brother!"

That expression, almost pointing at your nose and scolding, you guys are too much!

"That's not right!"

The man with the axe tasted it suspiciously, and then handed the bowl over.

"It's this taste!****, you can taste it too, what's wrong with this taste!"

The one called **** also took a bite and nodded.

"That's right! It's been like this for generations! Hey, boy, you don't mean to find fault, do you!"

Jerry looked at the two of them with pity.

"Poor fellow! I haven't even eaten a bowl of real meat. Brother, tell you. The real way to make this beef soup is ~~~"

Half a prayer hour later, Jerry lay on the sand, bored with a stalk of grass. And beside him, a bonfire was burning. The two of them were flipping the steel fork on the bonfire, and the fat chicken legs on the steel fork were bubbling with oily flowers!

"Brother, take a look, it's almost hot!"

The two bowed their heads and bowed their waists, flattering like pugs.

"Heat, pay attention to the heat! Stir frequently, don't bake the paste!"

Jerry rolled over impatiently, reached out and groped for a bottle on his waist, then made a few cuts on the chicken leg, opened the cap, sprinkled some yellow powder on it, and a smell of cumin spread!

That's right, it's barbecue! At this time, the orcs of the steppe are still in the stage of boiling meat in white water, even if there is an occasional roast sheep. That is, it is smeared with a layer of salt. Where have I ever seen this?

Just looking at the two poor fellows, their eyes immediately straightened, and they flowed all over the ground, and they didn't wait for the meat to be cooked, so they stuffed it into their mouths vigorously. While screaming hot, he stretched out his thumb and muttered.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!"

Jerry pouted in disdain!

"What is this!? If you've ever seen any sizzling beef tenderloin, kung pao chicken, you're guaranteed to swallow your tongue!"

"A bunch of dirt buns!?"

Jerry finally came to this conclusion!

..........

Puff~~

Seeing this, Yifeng couldn't help it anymore!

A mouthful of saliva squirted out, glowing with colorful colors in the sun.

"On this point, my brother very much agrees with King Heian's words!"

Kells tilted his head curiously.

"What's that!?"

Yifeng lit some parchment, a serious way.

"You orcs are really a bunch of dirt buns!"

“......”

Kells almost choked to death.

"How do you speak?"

Just listen to the wind and say slowly.

"A little food can pull the people of your clan away, isn't it a soil bun?"

Kells blushed all of a sudden, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Irabella was attached to the saddle and rolled happily.

"Wrong, Your Excellency Yifeng! It is definitely not just one or two small soldiers who can decide the fate of a clan!"

(PS: The only one who can decide Chu Yu's fate is everyone!Tomorrow is about to be strong, and from tomorrow there will be a double change, and Chu Yu's fate depends on whether everyone can give it during the strong period.) Chu Yu first begged for all kinds of tickets, rewards, and collections!This is very important to Chu Yu!)