The barbarian king is a woman
Although it is difficult to identify it from the outside.
Her complexion is very dark and her skin is poor. This is the imprint left by living in a barren land for a long time, and it cannot be changed in this life. Even if it is painted with the rouge and gouache of Xu Jinji in Chang'an City, even if it is put on the gorgeous brocade clothes of Lingfuzhuang, it does not make any sense. The etiquette professor in the court of the Sui Dynasty also had a headache about how to make her look like a woman.
In order to show their majesty and courage, barbarians usually paint their faces with messy colors. They think that this can scare the enemy. The advantage of the northern barbarian king is that her face is messy enough without painting messy colors.
After dealing with wild beasts for a long time, the first thing the northern barbarians learned was how to distinguish danger. For example, they can besiege a colorful tiger with a group of dozens of people, but they absolutely dare not attack a pack of more than five wolves. They are just behind, but not stupid.
So the moment the Northern Man King saw Fang Jie throwing the envoy to the ground, he knew that the young man riding the white lion would not be offended.
She stood up from Mr. Xie's corpse with some difficulty, and the fat on her body trembled, like a magnificent wave. The northern barbarians had very little clothes, and they only wore some animal skins or leaves around them. They learned to wear the leather armor of the grassland people only after they arrived on the grassland. But unfortunately, none of the clothes could fit on the Northern Man King, so she showed a lot of flesh, but there was no sense of beauty at all.
She looked at Fang Jie with fearful eyes, hesitated for a while, and then suddenly fell down, lying on the ground with her hands flat on the ground. When the fat was flattened on the ground, the extruded air blew up a cloud of dust.
This is the movement of the northern barbarians to worship the mountain god.
As the barbarian king prostrated himself on the ground, the barbarians surrounding him also bowed down like a tide.
Looking at these people, Fang Jie suddenly had the illusion of time travel again. The development of civilization in this world has been very prosperous, and the culture of the Sui Dynasty is very similar to a certain period in Fang Xie's previous life. And the barbarians seemed to let Fang Jie travel back thousands of years, appearing in the period when human beings were just beginning to conquer the world.
Fang Jie didn't understand the barbaric language, so he turned around to look, and beckoned for the soldiers to escort a close friend of Mr. Xie up.
"Do you know barbarian?"
Fang asked.
The knife pressed against the armored warrior's neck, but the man still straightened his spine. Fang Xie could tell that these armored knights were very different, they were not from Beiliao, they should have been Mr. Xie's entourage brought from Jiangnan, but they had never appeared in Beiliao, and they should have been his help deliberately kept in the dark. These armored knights all carried a sturdy aura, even if they were defeated, they did not bow their heads.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Fang Jie didn't waste the second sentence.
He waved his hand, and the Xiao cavalry school who was pressing down on the armored knight immediately drew his knife to cut it down. The horizontal knife made of refined steel cut open the chain armor on the armored knight's neck, and then his neck. The weakest part of the armor is the chain armor that wraps around the neck. In order to ensure flexibility, this section of chain armor is very thin.
The head rolled down, and the blood spurted out a meter high.
Fang Jie pointed to the second armored knight and asked, "Do you understand Barbarian?"
The second armored knight looked at his companion who had just been killed. He opened his mouth to speak but stopped. waved. Xiaoqi School stepped forward, swung his knife, slashed, and the head fell down.
The third armored knight who was pressed up finally understood his situation. He raised his head and looked at Fang Jie, with fear already spreading in his eyes. He thought that Fang Jie would ask him the same question, but who knew that Fang Jie just walked up to him and looked at him, then waved his hand again.
The third head was chopped off without the slightest hesitation.
Fang Jie walked up to the fourth armored knight, who eagerly said without waiting for Fang Jie to ask, "I understand barbarian language!"
Fang Jie nodded and signaled Xiaoqi School to pull him over and push him in front of the Northern Man King.
"Tell her that I am not here to prevent him from occupying the grassland, nor am I an enemy of the northern barbarians. The person I want to kill has already died. If the northern barbarian team retreats immediately, I will take my team away."
The armored knight translated it in barbarian language, and the northern barbarian king glanced at Fang Xie and bowed down again. She babbled a lot. Although Fang Xie couldn't understand what she said, he could hear the sincerity and humility in her tone. Fang Xie noticed that even when the King of the Northern Barbarians was bowing down, he was still holding the golden scepter in his hand. When she killed Mr. Xie, she used her own crown, so she obviously cared about this golden scepter.
However, this kind of golden rod is obviously not something that the northern barbarians can make by themselves.
"what is that?"
Fang asked.
The armored knight who was being detained quickly replied: "That is the scepter that Mr. Xie gave to the Northern Man King. Mr. Xie told the Northern Man King that he was a messenger sent by the gods to recognize her throne on behalf of the gods. But the Northern Man King must obey the God's messenger. Otherwise, the gods will convict, and the entire northern barbarian tribe will suffer divine punishment for this."
Fang Jie was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help but glance at Mr. Xie whose skull was smashed through.
Such a lie actually instigated the entire northern barbarian tribe to walk out of the wild land. It's so ridiculous, but it happened for real. But Fang Jie thought about it again, even if civilization had advanced to the stage of the Mongolian Yuan Empire, the grassland people still had wars because of their beliefs. How many wars have there been between this world and the other world without faith
He didn't feel sorry for the northern barbarians, nor did he feel that Mr. Xie was shameless.
"Tell her that the envoy is a fake."
The armored knight looked at Fang Xie with some embarrassment, and finally explained Fang Xie's meaning in barbaric language. He didn't dare to change Fang Jie's words without authorization, because it was no longer necessary. Mr. Xie is dead, what will happen to these people is all in the hands of the young man in black robes in front of him.
After hearing what the armored knight finished speaking, the Northern Barbarian King immediately showed contempt on his face. She turned her head and cursed at Mr. Xie's corpse, then picked up a stone and threw it at it. Fang Jie frowned, and asked the armored knight to stop the northern barbarian king from doing so.
"Sometimes a person cannot be respected by others while alive, but we must respect his corpse."
Fang Jie turned around and said, "Tell the barbarian king that this is her territory. If anyone wants to rob her territory in the future, he will try his best to drive the enemy away. Because the gods have given this place to the northern barbarians, if someone comes to rob her , the gods will also bless the northern barbarians, no matter how powerful the enemy is, the northern barbarians will win in the end."
The armored knight glanced at Fang Jie in surprise, and suddenly understood what he meant.
He repeated it, and then looked at Fang Jie.
Fang Jie glanced at him and said indifferently: "You all stay in the northern barbarians. If you can help them learn how to survive on this grassland, such as how to herd cattle, how to create their own characters and languages, when they gain these experiences from you At that time, you were the gods of the northern barbarians."
After saying this, Fang Jie turned around and left.
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The wind on the prairie seems to seldom stop. Since the beginning of the war, people always have the illusion that there is a faint smell of blood in the wind.
Fang Jie was lying on the grass with a jug of new wine beside him. The brewing method on the grassland is different from that in the Central Plains, and the kumiss is not as cold as the grain wine in the Central Plains, but it has a special flavor when you taste it carefully. During the days on the grassland, Fang Jie had gradually gotten used to this kind of wine with some fishy smell.
"What are your plans when you go back?"
he asks.
Although he has not fully recovered, Xiang Qingniu can already walk normally. After all, his cultivation is still there, and his body recovers much faster than ordinary people. After the battle at Dalun Temple, although he didn't witness the final outcome with his own eyes, his demeanor changed a lot, and he was much calmer than before.
"Where do you go first after returning to the Central Plains?"
Xiang Qingniu didn't answer Fang Jie's question, but asked Fang Jie a question.
"Should be in the southwest."
Fang Jie replied: "Although it seems that the Northwest is the place with the least obstacles, only the tens of thousands of exhausted soldiers in Jin Shixiong's hands, but the Northwest San Dao is even more exhausted than them. After several years of war, the Northwest can no longer support them. The team is ready. Although the food in Huangyang Road is almost plundered by Luo Yao, it is now spring and there is no war. A good harvest year in Huangyang Road can alleviate the food crisis. Luo Yao can't sense where I am now, and now I can't resist When he was there, I could only avoid him, he would not think of me going back to his lair."
"Even if he thinks about it, once the war in the south of the Yangtze River starts, he won't have time to separate himself, and he doesn't seem to be in a hurry to find me."
Xiang Qingniu hummed: "Then after I return to Qingle Mountain, I will take someone to Huangyang Road to find you after a while."
Fang Jie nodded, looked at the blue sky and asked in silence for a while, "You said, is the prince still alive?"
Xiang Qingniu was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly: "I never thought that anyone could kill him, but this time it's different... I know that he left when I was fighting Da Zizai to find King Ming and then release him He did not kill King Ming on purpose, not because he was unsure or courageous, but after releasing King Ming from the cage, the relationship between the three of them became complicated. .”
"It was too late when Da Zizai came to his senses. When King Ming got out of trouble, the first thing he did was not necessarily to fight to the death with the second senior brother. If it were me, I would kill the traitor first. But even so, the second senior brother should have I was worried that the old monster who had lived for thousands of years still had some way to save his life, so he sent me down the mountain first. But... haven't we heard the news that he is dead yet?"
Fang Jie hummed, "Have you really thought it through?"
Xiang Qingniu smiled: "Are you afraid that after I help you, I will become King Ming and you will become Brother Quoke Taimeng?"
This is a bit harsh, but it doesn't hurt.
Fang Jie narrowed his eyes and shook his head: "I never thought of this possibility."
"Why?"
Xiang Qingniu asked.
"Because you may not be able to beat me in the future."
Xiang Qingniu was stunned, then burst out laughing.
He stood up and patted the floating dirt on his body a few times: "I'm leaving, why don't you have a parting message or something? Don't say anything about a smooth journey and take care, it's too vulgar."
"Go back and find a girl to break your virginity."
Fang Jie said seriously: "It's worthless to keep that stuff. An old virgin is worthless all his life."
Xiang Qingniu blushed, puffed his stomach and said, "Who told you that I'm going to keep it? Daoist just hasn't met a good woman who makes me willing to dedicate myself to it. If I do, Daoist might even marry you Don't care about it, just find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to play and have a baby."
"Do you know how to live?"
Fang Jie asked seriously.
Xiang Qingniu spat: "Get out!"
He threatened: "Do you believe that I went back to sleep and fell asleep?!"
"Do not believe."
Fang Jie answered.
Xiang Qingniu scratched his hair, and then sighed: "Damn... I don't believe it myself. That woman is not right with me, and someone like you may be able to surrender. But it seems that she has always wanted to kill you. Seven out of ten are enemies for life."
Fang Jie smiled, and shook his head when he thought of that beautiful face: "When I go back, tell her that she must guard her body like a jade, and what I told her on Chang'an City East Twenty-Three Streets always counts, let her wait Bar."
Xiang Qingniu asked: "What did you say to her?"
Fang Jie said with a smile, "I can't tell."
Xiang Qingniu looked at Fang Xie suspiciously, feeling that this guy and Mo Ningzhi wouldn't have anything good to say.