Everywhere we go, human beings always think the same way. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The capital city of a country represents the face of the country, and as the most symbolic existence of the ethnic group, the main camp where the patriarchs, priests and their families live, naturally has to have a corresponding momentum according to the size of the tribe, showing due majesty.

In all fairness, as a clan that should belong to the middle and lower reaches of the level in the Absera grassland, the main camp of the Aries clan is designed to be quite magnanimous. Judging from the exterior and the several passages seen from the inside, the overall structure should be a main hall for receiving guests and several rooms for living and living. Decorated with a large number of animal skins, gold and silver, and a stout wooden skeleton that looks a little old, this main business must be the size of a small two-story courtyard on the west coast.

In the steppe, it was obviously an enviable mansion, after all, there were not many places where wood could be obtained, except for the direction of the north to the city-state alliance, and the south was basically a sparsely wooded and endless prairie. Naturally, it is impossible to transport and preserve such a camp by horses, and the existence of ox carts and carriages is very slow, which makes them vulnerable to attack, so of course, only the high-ranking nobles of the powerful ethnic groups can live in the large main camp with a strong structure.

Like the glass on the West Coast that only the elite can afford, the high-ranking nobles everywhere like to show off their scarce things. It's just that after getting used to the beautiful huge castles designed by dwarven architects in the south, the group of five people who came here didn't have much shock in their hearts, but they were used to all this.

"Alia Said, Salamku. (Noble Chief, may you be well)" Barrett, a scout in his fifties, bowed his head respectfully to the other and spoke, his words not very fluent, but fortunately enough to communicate.

In fact, there are many steppe naturalized people from Soradin's side in the southern city-states, and those people speak the language of the steppe much better than Barrett, who has only half of his blood and has lived in the south for a longer time, but because of Yaji, they chose Barrett, apparently because of the clash of cultures.

It is also ironic that the steppe people were as much of a pure-blooded person when talking about nobility and priesthood as the West Coasters and Southerners, but they were much more tolerant of the mestizos than the pure-blooded naturalized people when it came to outsiders who spoke their own language and had steppe blood.

This is ultimately due to the influence of culture, for some reason the more powerful countries have been more restrictive to women since ancient times, perhaps because the developed civilizations are dominated by men, whether it is the major empires or the kingdoms on the west coast, women, especially women from aristocratic families, have always been regarded as props of political marriage, and do not have any independent power.

On the contrary, among the steppe nomads, who were regarded as barbarians by civilized society, the status of women and men was almost equal, and among the samurai standing in the hall were two female samurai with short black hair. And on the issue of love, the grassland people are also unrestrained and free.

Men can plunder women as their wives, and similarly, women with force can do the same to men. And under this premise, mixed-race children like Barrett will naturally not be rare. Compared to those cowards who were born in the grasslands but betrayed the grasslands, there are many half-breeds who are just the crystallization of love, and their status in the grasslands is much higher, if there are four levels of dislike and hatred, the naturalized people should be the most hostile, followed by the southern merchants, and mercenaries like Henry are the third and the most friendly to the half-breeds.

Inagi and they obviously knew this, and it was a half-breed like Barrett who they brought this time, as for how they knew, even if no one had done this before, they hadn't already made a deal with the Aries clan seven or eight years ago.

Many things that happened at that time were probably enough to make this chubby caravan leader remember for a lifetime.

"Kumsala, Mu'awud. (May you be well, young stranger)" The peaceful and polite greetings began as they entered the main hall, and the leader of the Aries clan, who was sitting on the chair with a back in animal skin, with gray hair and no beard on it, and looked to be about seventy years old, said this, and then tilted his head, and several steppe warriors, including the two women, walked over.

"Muhannaddin, Otta!" the other party said in a somewhat rough tone, and at the same time held the weapon in his hand, the mercenary under the command of Ferex behind Mira and Henry was a little nervous, but Barrett in front immediately shouted in Lamani: "It's okay! They just asked us to hand over our weapons, and we can't carry weapons if we want to talk in front of the patriarch!"

He said this, and the sage also signaled with his eyes to Mira not to resist, and the others untied their belts, took off their weapons, and handed them to the warriors, who did not take them too far, and walked to the sides with their hands in their hands. After disarming, the group was able to walk to the wicker chair in front of the patriarch and take their seats, but when Henry's great sword was taken, the patriarch sitting in the chair suddenly frowned, he glanced at the sage, and then suddenly spoke.

"Vuld, Ramandia, Petalosidia?" he said to Henry, and Barrett next to him was stunned for a moment, then looked at the sage and translated for him, "The patriarch is asking you, are you from the Lamanite side, the Patrosi side?" he said, and the latter stretched out his hand and waved for no need for an interpreter: "I can speak Sumu. Henry said, then turned his head to speak to the leader of the Aries Clan.

"Yes, but how did you recognize it, noble chief. As if there was no language in the world that he didn't know, Heng said this in a steppe language he called Sumu, which he was more fluent in than Barrett—the leader of the Aries clan was visibly stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly and replied, "That sword, on the sheepskin painting of our tribe, is described. ”

"A hundred years ago, a Ramani, a Padrossi man, came to Absellah and helped my great-grandfather, the first patriarch of the Aries clan. The patriarch continued: "It was with such a great sword that he wielded, and single-handedly defeated three terrible dragon lizards, which opened the eyes of my great-grandfather and my grandfather, who was still young at the time, and it was after this that they left behind the ancestral motto 'Never underestimate outsiders, try to have more contact with them, and learn from them to broaden your horizons.'" ”

"That's why I'm in second contact with you, many of the clans in the steppes are too arrogant right now, and Absellah's natural resources are scarce, and we don't have enough wood and metal, or even enough stone. They had been fighting with the people who lived in stone castles for hundreds of years, and although they celebrated after each plunder of slaves and supplies, the people did not realize that there were more and more slaves and fewer and fewer real Absera. ”

"If everything can only be solved by war and force, one day the Absellahs will be destroyed by the people who live in the stone castle......" Maybe it's old, or maybe it's just remembering something, the patriarch said to Henry, and then let out a long sigh.

All the people in the camp at this moment were either people like Mira and Inyaji who could not understand the Sumu language, or cronies of the patriarch, so that such words, which would have been regarded as weak by the steppes, or as they called themselves, the Abu Seras, were fortunate not to be recorded and disseminated by those with ulterior motives.

Having said that, he would express his political views to a person he had just met, and it was clear that the patriarch was already a little old-eyed. Fortunately, our sage was not a bad person, and they still needed to use the old patriarch's connections to do something, so both Barrett and Henry chose to ignore what the other had just said, and the sage continued to speak to the old patriarch.

"Honorable Chief, this time we are here, not only to trade with you, but also to inquire about you. Henry said this, and the old patriarch of the Aries clan furrowed his somewhat sparse eyebrows, perhaps realizing the inappropriateness of what he had just spoken, and put on a majestic and indifferent appearance again, and said, "Oh? ”

He asked, and Henry glanced back at Mira before resuming his usual unhurried narration.

Rigal's long history has been marked by numerous wars in various places.

As the most famous event of the last half century, the kingdom of the Loans, which fell apart under the unstoppable and powerful attack of the expanding and rising Dragoons of the Otolo Empire, has never left the sight of the two protagonists from the beginning of our story.

Most of the Loans who did not want to submit to the empire chose to flee through the Grigley Canyon to countries such as Avenella and Sivalier on the west coast, and the initial incomplete count of the number of those who fled was about three million - this is already more than the population of Avenella, and although many died in the flight, the rest of these people were scattered all over the place, although they survived, although they survived.

However, most of these miserable Roans on the West Coast were civilians, and the Ottolo Empire would not and did not want to slaughter all of them who fled the Empire, although they had the strength to achieve a certain period of majesty and intimidation, but it would inevitably cause fear among the other peoples who had submitted to the Empire.

Fear that you too will become the next target of the massacre, and the resulting rebellion will be divided. Ottolo was still expanding, competing with the corrupt but still powerful Rumanato Empire and other Lamanite kingdoms southwest of Tambur, and the last thing they needed was to create new tensions within them, both twenty years ago and now.

That being said, the Empire was not so friendly and tolerant to the high-ranking nobles of Loan, who also survived the attack and fled from Moldonisco.

These arrogant white-haired warriors love their kingdom and their land so much that they don't hesitate to compete with the wyvern in their tiny human bodies, and their love for the royal family is naturally deep. If the royal family or other nobles related by blood still survive, then there will inevitably be people who want to incite the Roans in Ottolo to revolt.

As long as they exist, the empire's rule over the Luoan people in the territory will not be stable, so eradicating the weeds was a hundred thousand urgent for the Ottolo Empire back then.

That being said, this small kingdom, which has been defeated by the iron heel of the Empire, has also experienced years of war, and their individual strength is even inferior to the Ottolo people. Although there is little difference in stature and physique, the Empire rarely has a brave man who can defeat the Luoan people alone.

The frontal army was unstoppable, and more powerful troops and commanders were the fundamental reason for the Empire's victory, but when it came to the pursuit of a small number of elite troops, the Ottolo people were repeatedly defeated at the hands of the Loan warriors, who were known as a fighting nation and were not afraid of death.

Although it has top-notch combat power such as powerful dragons and dragon knights played by elite nobles, the empire can only send ordinary infantry and cavalry. After all, although the dragon knights are strong, they are very rare, and they are not bad if they are used to attack large armies or castles, and when they know that there are still a series of threats from the Lamanid system such as Rumianato in the south, they send valuable strategic forces to hunt down the defeated Luoan royal family, and this choice is very difficult to weigh.

So to sum up, in the end, the pursuit force of the Ottolo Empire fell short unsurprisingly, and it became a major failure in the career of the great emperor. And Luoan's royal family and many other dukes and nobles successfully escaped with hundreds of die-hard guards.

There are many theories as to where they ended up, some say they were broken into pieces and hid in places like Avenella and Sivalier, others say they crossed the sea by boat to seek refuge on the far east coast, and others say they came to a vast expanse that even the tentacles of the Ottolo Empire could not reach.

Absela Savannah.

But as far as Henry knew, all three statements were true.

The so-called eggs should not be put in one basket, and the last royal family of the Luoan people naturally understands this truth. But the Luoan royal family that was left on the west coast must be like looking for a needle in a haystack, and the one who went to the east coast must have taken refuge in Patrossi, the opponent of the Ottolo Empire.

Weighing the pros and cons and the odds of success, the only glimmer of hope left at the moment is naturally the Abu Sera steppes in the south.

The merchants of the southern realm had some private contact with the steppe nomads, and the sages knew about it as if they were taking it for granted, and through the cooperative relationship with the Ferex family, the real purpose of this team sent out was to buy and sell slaves, and the real purpose was naturally to come here to find the lost Luoan royal family.

Why did you come to find these Luoan royal families, and what was the purpose of finding them, the sage had not yet made a statement with Mira and Pan at this moment. It's just that after he told the patriarch of the Aries clan about his general needs after this short narrative, the other party fell into a short period of contemplation.

“...... A white-haired clan, I do know one. The other party nodded, and the two young merchant assistants behind him duly ordered the two young merchant assistants to offer some benefits to the patriarch - basically all expensive and scarce spices and salt, the old patriarch smiled with satisfaction, and then continued.

"It's just...... They were annexed by the Broken Fang Clan eight years ago, and the Broken Fang was defeated and disbanded during the siege of the people who lived in the Stone Castle five years ago, and now most of them are slaves of other clans, and it is up to them to find them......"

"It's a bit difficult. The patriarch said this, and Henry silently turned his head to look at the people behind him, Barrett was trying to translate for them, and as the words progressed, the expressions of several people sitting in the chairs, including Mira, became more and more solemn. (To be continued.) )