Aspirations for Nation and Beauty: Chapter 53: Boyin Barbarians

Majestic mountains, vast forests, wide plains, and unique plateau climate make Wufeng fully feel the unique charm of the Marston Wilderness. The sky is bluer than ever, and the occasional white clouds seem to be Being closer to the ground, Wufeng was intoxicated by all this, and even almost forgot his mission here.

Turning east from the territory of the Tubu people, you entered the nominal territory of the Heathrow Empire. With real management, even under heavy garrison, they can barely maintain superficial rule in one or two important strongholds. The wild and fierce Boyin is the real king of this vast and free land.

From the territory of the Tubu people on the East Tengger Grassland to the east, the terrain is getting higher and higher, but this is also a kind of low and gentle **** that gradually climbs up, all the way to the east, and finally climbs to the so-called The high plains region of the Marston Moor. This great plain is thousands of kilometers long from east to west, and hundreds of kilometers from north to south. Not only are there large and small plains, but forests and mountains are also intermittently distributed. Although it is called a wasteland, it is actually an extremely rich land. The land has always been inhabited by Boyin people who are different from other ethnic groups in the mainland. In order to conquer this land, immigrants from the western continent immediately began to attack north after establishing their own country, hoping to conquer this land. However, the brave and stubborn Boyin people did not retreat in the face of the powerful Liberians. Even if they were absolutely at a disadvantage, they were still unyielding. The blood of Liberian fighters.

For hundreds of years, despite the efforts of the Liberians, they have not been able to completely conquer the Boyin people. The best magic weapon. However, the Boyin people also gradually declined under the strong suppression of the Liberians. They lived on the Marston Wasteland and never recovered to the grand occasion before these immigrants from the Western Continent. The two sides were in such a strange stalemate. No one can do anything to anyone, but in general, the Liberian countries that have established a powerful regime have the initiative and the upper hand in the war against the Boyin people, and often launch attacks to weaken the Boyin people. In order to maintain the dominant position against the Boyin people.

The big man sitting on the low platform above was dressed in a strange attire, his long black and shiny hair was casually scattered behind his shoulders, a gleaming golden headband was stretched across his forehead, and his thick black eyebrows were like two blades, slanting across his shoulders. On the broad face, the thick lips are tightly closed, the black beard under the huge nose, and behind him a big man in short clothes and armor is holding a huge scepter in his arms, with an extremely respectful attitude. The head of the staff is a lifelike skull, which is extremely white and ugly, especially the two black diamonds in the eyes of the skull are flashing with a deep strange light, which is quite gloomy.

"Guest from afar, I heard that you want to meet me and the elders of the headquarters?" Under the thick eyebrows, a pair of dark gray eyes revealed a divine light, and he pressed his hands on the low platform with an aggressive aura.

Even if Wufeng in casual clothes stood there casually, he came with an aura no less than that of the rough haired man sitting behind the low platform. Great Chief, I came here from afar, so I naturally want to meet you."

"Oh?" A strange light flashed in his eyes, he casually curled up his right leg, rested his left elbow on the low platform, pressed his left palm against his thick bearded cheek, and pressed his right hand on his right leg , looking so wild and unscrupulous, "Then where are you from, and what are you doing here?"

Smiling loudly, Wufeng squinted at a large group of shaggy men kneeling respectfully on both sides. These people are probably the nobles of the largest Dole tribe in the Boyin tribe, and the guy sitting above is naturally Dole, the great chieftain of the Dole tribe, passed away.

"I heard that the Boyin people have always been warm and hospitable, but I was disappointed when I saw them today. Could it be that this Doer tribe actually waits for guests in this way?" Wufeng smiled slightly mockingly.

Frowning slightly, the burly man with golden hoop hair waved his hand, and someone immediately brought a low platform with a cowhide cushion in the middle of the thick cowhide carpet, and he sat down cross-legged without any front , "Why is there no wine and meat for hospitality?"

The aristocrats on both sides made noises, and even stood up impatiently, wanting to explode, but under the majestic gaze of the big man above, they all sat back obediently, but a few older nobles were a little suspicious They exchanged glances, and finally they all looked at their own chief to see how he would respond.

"Well said, it seems that we are being stingy, come here, and serve wine to the guests!" The brawny man with golden hoops was stunned, then laughed wildly, and greeted the servants.

The half-cooked barbecue with traces of blood was brought up, and the big bowl of milk wine had a strong smell, which made Wufeng suffocate, and gently picked apart the thick blood-stained meat strips, Wufeng inserted the silver knife on the plate into the meat, "I came here all the way, and I didn't come here to taste these things. If the Boyin people are still obsessed with the glory of the past, how long can you taste these things? ?”

A single stone stirred up a thousand waves, and Wufeng's sharp words immediately aroused great anger among many nobles, "Presumptuous!" "Bold!" "Looking for death!" It turned out that even several gloomy elderly nobles were irritated by Wufeng's vicious provocation, and their complexions changed abruptly.

Only the burly man sitting upright just squinted his eyes slightly, but he looked quite interested, "Guests from afar, I think your visit to our clan is not just to provoke our clan. Just explain why you are here, who are you, where are you from, and what are your intentions in coming to this clan?"

Wufeng's intention and performance have aroused his great interest, especially Wufeng's last two words surprised him inexplicably.

"Hehe, Your Excellency the chief, do you think my words are harsh? Or do you think what I said hit the pain in your heart?" Wufeng still exposed the other party's scars so nakedly, "I don't know the previous paragraph Time is playing so well with your suzerain? Doesn’t it seem to be going well?”

His complexion darkened suddenly, his eyes were burning with anger, the big bowl in his hand was crushed by his grasp, and the snow-white milk wine flowed down the edge of the low platform, seeping into the carpet under his feet, The thick lips of the brawny man with golden hoops moved a few times, and the thick Adam's apple under his jaw also moved a few times, but in the end he didn't make a sound.

The gloomy and angry eyes were firmly locked on Wufeng's face, but Wufeng turned a blind eye, picked up the silver knife frivolously, and played with it in his hand, "What? I can't accept it? The bitter fruit of reality has been swallowed, could it be Afraid of being told, are the Baiyin people so useless?"

"Enough!" Finally unable to bear Wufeng's sarcasm, he slapped the giant palm of the brawny man, and the solid low platform immediately shattered like overdried soil, "Boy, if you don't immediately Report your name and tell me why you are here, and I can kill you so that even your mother can't recognize you!"

Casting a contemptuous glance at the other party, Wufeng remained unmoved, and said lightly, "Calm down, agitation and impulsiveness are the biggest dangers of being a leader, move your head carefully to think about whether what I said makes sense It's not too late to make a conclusion."

Shocked, the brawny man with hair shook his whole body, his face showed a thoughtful look, he took a deep breath to try his best to control his emotions, the brawny man with hair flicked the messy hair scattered around his face, and fell silent. Said: "Who are you?"

"Well, it's only now that I seem to be in charge. I am Li Wufeng, the military and political envoy of the Northwest County of the Tanghe Empire and the governor of Northern Luzon!" Oncoming.

"You are Li Wufeng?!" The strong man couldn't help but stood up in shock, looked him up and down, nodded heavily, and his face showed a happy expression, "Sure enough, the reputation is well-deserved. The overlord!"

The nobles on both sides also showed astonishment on their faces. They looked carefully and whispered at the same time, obviously they had already heard Wufeng's reputation.

"Chief Ptolemy is overrated. Li Wufeng has admired Chief Ptolemy for a long time to see him here." Wufeng also clasped his fists and saluted with a smile on his face.

As night fell, the huge tent was illuminated by the fiery red bonfire. The hero cherished the hero. Wufeng of the big official must have come here with a purpose, but Tolemy also intentionally did not mention it, but he was courteous and persuaded to drink and have fun. After dozens of cups of frantic milk wine, he was still full of energy and vigor, which made the nobles from all walks of life who came to persuade him to be surprised and paid a little more respect.

The cheerful wooden flute blew, the extremely rhythmic drums slammed, and the tents on both sides suddenly opened, and the two cypresses flew out because of the girl's flying, staggered and tumbling in the air, the colorful practice moved the air, and the silver dagger flashed magically , reflecting the flesh shadow of the abnormally fair skin, it is really moving.

The sound of scolding, the shadow of the sword, the Boyin girl's combined sword dance technique opened Wufeng's eyes. Chief alone.

As the flame flickered, the rough-looking Ptolemy squinted sideways at the young man who seemed to be completely intoxicated in the wild singing and dancing, but his gray eyes kept rolling.

"Chief, what's on your mind? If you consider Li as a friend, why don't you tell me if Li can give you a reference?" His eyes were still full of interest, looking at the charming girl who was singing and dancing in the middle of the tent , without moving his head, the faint words didn't seem to come from his mouth.

"Hehe, Brother Li is a distinguished guest of my Boyin people. It is rare to come to our Doer tribe as a guest today. Even if there are all kinds of important things, we need to wait for a later date. Come on, you and I drink this cup again. With a sly smile in his eyes, Tolemy shook the giant lightly and grinned.

"Is the great chief really still in the mood to drink? It seems that Li really underestimated the great chief. He never thought that the great chief is so broad-minded, and he can still talk and laugh calmly in the face of all kinds of pressure and danger. Li sighed to himself, If Li is in the environment of the Great Chief, it will be difficult for him to sleep." Wufeng shook his head and smiled, but his eyes were always fixed on the graceful dancing postures of the girls in front of him.