After a few turns in the beech woods, Princess Mirong followed Gulf and Owu and a few others to the mysterious base of the Hope Corps.

It was late in the evening, and the smoke was rising from the camp, and the smell of rice and barbecued meat was mixed in the air, making your stomach rumble when you smell it.

On the east side, near the residential area, in a green area, there is a wide wooden table 50 meters long, and on the round wooden piers on both sides of the wooden table, more than 100 soldiers are sitting neatly, where they are chatting and laughing while tasting food.

"He's coming. Gulf raised his arm, pointed to it, and said half-jokingly, "It's a rare thing that he came so steadily, I thought he would fly." ”

Mi Rong smiled faintly and looked in the direction of Gulf's finger. Sure enough, Qi Lang was walking over with a steady step and a smile, followed by Joanna, who was slightly hostile.

"All the best, Princess Mirong. Qi Lang stopped, about two meters in front of Princess Mirong, greeted with a smile, and said, "It's really hard for you to come so far." ”

Mi Rong shook her head slightly: "It's not hard, not at all." He waved his hand to Joanna again: "Hello, Jojo, long time no see, you are much more beautiful again." ”

"Thank you. Joanna secretly rolled her eyes, but smiled knowingly, "You too." ”

Qi Lang coughed lightly, interrupted the greeting between the two, and asked instead, "May I ask who this is?"

"I should solemnly introduce that this is the young prince of the Dongyi tribe, named Ji Muqi. Mi Rong said with a smile.

"Ji Muqi?" Before Qi Lang could reply, Gulf burst out laughing, and then sighed maliciously, "I'm sorry, I was rude, but I have to say, it reminds me of a spicy dead man's pickle." You Orientals really come up with a weird name for yourself. ”

Hearing this, Ruth and Francis and several other soldiers couldn't help but secretly laugh behind them.

Ji Muqi's brows moved slightly, but it could be seen that he was still a very well-cultivated warrior, because there was not the slightest displeasure on his face. He just smiled faintly, like a statue, standing there motionless, not even oblivious to Qi Lang's outstretched right hand.

"I hope you don't be surprised, Your Highness Ji. Qi Lang withdrew his hand, but he still wanted to apologize on behalf of his brother, "You know, those white brutes are so rare and weird. By the way, you've come a long way, and you're all hungry now, so how about sitting down and eating together?"

Ji Muqi couldn't help frowning this time: "With them?"

"Of course. Qi Lang still smiled like that, "We are all warriors, born and died together, shouldn't we dine together? ”

"Thank you for your hospitality. Ji Muqi raised his head proudly, and the disdain in his expression was unusually obvious, "I'm full, and I have dry food with me, clean and nutritious." ”

Counting Gulf, several of the soldiers standing behind Jimuzi grimaced together, as if they had just heard the funniest joke since the beginning of spring.

Qi Lang was not reluctant, but nodded to him with a little regret: "I'm really sorry, we people are used to being lazy, and we don't have the experience to greet VIPs like Your Highness, if there is something that is not thoughtful enough, I hope Your Highness will not laugh at us." ”

Ji Muqi waved his hand generously: "Those are all details, don't care." We're tired, you should have the guest room ready, right? It's better to be sunny and clean. ”

"Needless to say. Qi Lang said and glanced at Ruth.

The half-breed boy immediately understood, walked out, bowed a little comically, and said, "Please, both." Not only are there two sunny and clean rooms, but you can also see the view of the lake at all times, so you will be satisfied. ”

However, Princess Mi Rong stood still and didn't move, only cast her pitiful gaze on Ji Muqi: "I'm still hungry." Let's go have a bite to eat, shall we?"

Ji Muqi walked out without looking back: "You can do whatever you want." I'll have to rest, we'll talk about the alliance early tomorrow morning, and we'll be back in the afternoon. ”

Mi Rong hurriedly nodded: "Okay, I know ...... too" However, before she finished speaking, Ji Muqi had already walked away.

Qi Lang shrugged his shoulders at Mi Rong: "My fault?"

Mi Rong smiled faintly: "Then don't blame you, there are many rules of the Dongyi tribe, and even I haven't fully mastered them now." ”

Gulf and a few soldiers couldn't hold back any longer, and they all laughed crookedly, and they all followed the example of Ji Muqi and said, "What are you doing, I want a clean, sunny guest room, and this ...... It's a fucking pigsty!" made Princess Mirong laugh a little.

"Alright, stop making trouble. Qi Lang shook his head helplessly, turned around and led Mi Rong to the long table.

The soldiers were still there shouting loudly and unscrupulously, and even the arrival of the commander with his distinguished guests did not force them to pretend to be serious. But the greetings rang out one after another:

"Hello, pretty girl, toast to you!"

"Sylvie, could you please sit on the other side, I think this girl probably wants to sit next to me. ”

"Hey, you look alike my ex-girlfriend, are you sure we've never met?"

Gulf probably scolded a hundred times, and Owu kicked the butts of more than twenty boys, but the enthusiasm never changed. Fortunately, Princess Mirong didn't care too much, she just smiled and followed behind Qi Lang and Joanna, nodding to each of the soldiers.

Qi Lang had obviously given up the idea of rectifying the army's appearance and discipline a long time ago, he smiled helplessly, and introduced each soldier to Mi Rong from beginning to end: "This is Linda, she fights like a male soldier, this is Wilson, watch out his left leg, that is a secret weapon, and this is Longdu, who single-handedly killed the three mid-level swordsmen of the hood team a month and a half ago...... The three empty seats, reserved for Saab, Vecchito and Littman, have been sacrificed, but we are sure that they are actually sitting here every time the meal is served. ”

Finally came to the end of the long table, where Jira had already set up the dishes and chopsticks and fruit wine: "Welcome, Your Highness Princess, this distinguished guest seat has been reserved for you for a long time. Ever since the mountain people built this long dining table, it's been empty, but we all know that one day, you'll be sitting here. ”

Mi Rong smiled and replied loudly, "Thank you, Jira. But I hope that one day, I will have the privilege of sitting next to Corporal Francis. He seems to be quite handsome. ”

A crisp whistle rang out with laughter. Francis stood up thirty meters away and raised his glass far away: "I wish you to always be young, beautiful, lovely princess." When you decide to do that, I'll get rid of Corporal Catherine. ”

Catherine, who was opposite him, had already smashed the cake in her hand, and several soldiers beside him were even more noisy, and the buzzing noise almost made people's heads explode.

Qi Lang waited for Princess Mirong to sit down in her position, raised her chopsticks and tapped her wine glass. The noise was finally silenced.

"I will not forgive you for your performance today. He deliberately furrowed his eyebrows and said, "Because you can barely get me off the stage." You know, this is the first time we want the Legion to welcome such a distinguished guest, and this guest will become our vital ally. You have to do something to make up for the mistakes you've made, so show your enthusiasm, boys. ”

For a while, hundreds of wine glasses were raised together, and behind the wine glasses, there were hundreds of smiling faces: "Accept our apologies and respects, Your Highness the Princess!"

Seeing such a scene, Mi Rong looked at Qi Lang with some sadness: "Oh my God, I will definitely get drunk." ”

Gulf on the other side squeezed his eyes at her: "Don't worry, if you can't drink it, I guess someone will be willing to drink it for you, you know ......" But he quickly lost his voice, because Lucy next to him had already widened his eyes, and Joanna also looked unhappy.

Qi Lang sat there, his eyes still full of encouragement. So Princess Mirong stood up bravely, raised her voice and said to everyone, "Thank you for your kindness, I will definitely drink this glass of wine, and I will give you a glass in return, because we will fight side by side, and we will be born and die together." It is a great honour for me to sit with such a group of warriors as you today, and I have just said it from the heart, and I do hope to be able to sit among you one day, not in this embarrassing guest seat!"

There was a loud banging of the cup, and the soldiers were trying their best to make noise, and even Parry stretched out his hairy hand and repeatedly pounded the heavy tabletop.

"Cheers!"

Mi Rong raised her glass and drank it down, and the soldiers just as quickly wiped out the wine in the glass, and the laughter and noise began again.

With that, the dinner officially began. The soldiers shouted and drank with each other, laughed and laughed one after another, and the atmosphere was very lively.

The rough taste of fruit wine, simple roasted meat, and a few cold dishes that are not actually on the table make up a grand welcome dinner, and Mi Rong thinks that it is too amazing—it should not be the credit of the long table, maybe it is the magic of the commander who is gobbling it up?