"What? Let your cheap son marry my biological sister?..."
On the bank of the river, when the red fox Ottowa heard Páramo's question, his eyebrows jumped, his old face twitched slightly, and he cursed secretly in his heart. If he promised his sister to Páramo's son, wouldn't he be inferior to him in vain?
One end? But he looked carefully and saw something in Páramo's smile, so he had to sigh silently in his heart.
"Ancestor! This is to attack our red fox tribe and bury a fox-catching stake!..."
"Witness the Lord God! Red Fox, you are also the chief of a large tribe. What on earth do you think? Give me a happy word!..."
"Ah! The ancestors witnessed it! This is naturally excellent!..."
"Haha! Shenyu, come here! Kowtow to Chief Red Fox and call me uncle!..."
"Okay! Big daddy!...Kowtow to my uncle!..."
The sharpshooter Basgami Yuma slipped over, knelt down and made two "dong dong" sounds to finalize the marriage.
The Red Fox Tribe is one of the few large tribes in the wilderness. Not only do they have thousands of tribesmen, they have seen the great scenes of the Death Chief during his northern expedition, and they have also managed to escape. They are deep in the Sacascarat Wasteland.
After living in this shelter for several years, we encountered last year's cold wave again. I really couldn't stand the rotten land that only produced money and could not grow any crops!
Fortunately, the scouts from the Red Fox Tribe and the Guakili hunters sent by the Qingqiu Tribes to find silver mines met. Both parties were old acquaintances from the trip south. After talking back and forth for half a year, they finally arrived in Bala.
With the promised tribal autonomy, Mo officially chose to move eastward and join the tribe.
Eighty or nine years later, Red Fox Chief Otua met again with his old brother Red Cat Chief Mizli, whom he had left behind during the battle in the Red Fox Valley. It was really embarrassing. Red Cat Mizli took Red Fox Otua away.
Tuva was pinned to the ground and beaten so hard that his nose and face were bruised and swollen, and he screamed repeatedly. Then the two former Guakili chiefs hugged each other and cried, with runny noses and tears. It was really strange. As for the other old brother,
, the red frog Cocker, but has been leading the team in the Black Wolf Army, and now he may have reached Maya...
Speaking of which, not long after the Red Fox tribe defected to Qingqiu, there were not many marriages with other tribes. In addition to marrying the noble daughter of Paramo, this is the second noble daughter to have a marriage.
Thinking of this, Chief Parramo turned his eyes slightly, and then he saw another sharpshooter who was staring and a little impatient, but he was also from the Guakili Red Fox Tribe, named Ibican. Of course, Parramo was not
I don’t know, but the marksman in front of me is Amosi’s old brother, one of the teachers who taught Alan the art of archery, and he also shot the black wolf Toltec...
"God bless you! What a sharpshooter of the red fox! How can such a sharpshooting warrior use a stone axe? Come! I give you this copper axe! A good weapon should be matched with a good warrior... Haha!"
..”
Chief Baramo smiled boldly, pulled out a bronze ax from his waist, and stuffed it directly into Iweikan's hand. Then, he hugged Iweikan's shoulders closely and looked at the slightly pursed lips of the red fox Otuva.
, smiled and spoke again.
"Praise the Lord God, I love warriors the most! Such a warrior should be my son-in-law! Red Fox, I want to give him my sixteen-year-old fourth daughter, the sharpshooter of your tribe! What do you think?..."
"Ah? Let Iwekan marry the chief's daughter? This..."
Hearing this, Red Fox Otua was startled and didn't know how to answer for a moment. The so-called fourth daughter was naturally a cheap daughter brought by Baramo after he married his wife. But with this relationship, Baramo can
It’s easier to reach out to the Red Fox...
Otuwa thought hurriedly and turned his eyes, but he saw Ivican who was a little confused and had a look of surprise. He couldn't help but secretly gritted his teeth. This was another buried stake, and a stupid stake!
If Shi Ruo didn't agree, he would have become a double enemy for nothing... After a moment, Otois sighed, lowered his head, and said respectfully to Paramo.
"The ancestors witnessed it! This is naturally very good. You all obey the orders of the great chief!"
"Haha! Very good! Really good!..."
Chief Baramo laughed loudly, let go of the sharpshooter Iwekan, and reached out to catch the red fox. The old red fox Otua's face trembled, but after all he did not avoid his hand, allowing Baramo to catch him.
"Witness the Lord God! We, the Qingqiu tribe, are not so particular, and everyone has their own seniority!... Chief Red Fox, I would like to call you brother... Everyone says you are smart and resourceful, as wise as a fox!
I am planning to move the center of Qingqiu here and build a new city here... How about you give this city an auspicious name?"
"Ah this? Let me choose a name?..."
"What? Brother Red Fox doesn't want to talk?..."
"How can I... dare..."
In desperation, the red fox Otua sighed again. He narrowed his narrow fox eyes, looked at the two crows falling on the ground, and then looked at the ambitious Chief Páramo, and slowly raised his smile.
Just said with a smile.
"Blessed by our ancestors! A white-necked crow and a red-headed crow were shot down by the chief's warriors... This is the divine heaven and earth, blessing the prosperity of the Qingqiu tribe, and giving you the sacred enlightenment! In this case
, why not just name this new city Sheyao City!…”
"Haha! Shooting Crow City? When the white and red crows fall, Qingqiu will prosper! Good, excellent!...Brother Red Fox, you are really smart and you really understand me!..."
Chief Páramo laughed heartily and held the hand of the red fox Otuva tightly, but did not let the old fox leave. He looked into the other person's eyes, raised the corners of his mouth brightly, and said meaningfully.
"Shooting Crow City is a good name! What a pity! It can't be used now. The two crows are still there, so it would be bad if they were surprised... Well, since I let Brother Red Fox choose the name, I have to express something... Here it is
Call it Huqiu City! This is the new home of Red Fox and Qingqiu!…”
"When we take people back this time, half of the people from the Red Fox tribe will be the first to move here along with my close tribes! Let's hurry up, maybe we can catch up with the spring plowing in May.
!Brother Red Fox, you are smart and wise, and as careful as fox fur... Then I will leave the important task of spring plowing to you, brother!"
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After hearing this series of arrangements, the red fox Ottowa shook his arms and wished he could turn into a fox on the spot and escape from here. He cut the red fox in half and let him stay in this wasteland with nothing to do the spring plowing.
?This is using a red fox as a turkey!…
"Brother Red Fox?"
"I...this is of course great! Chief, since we are married to each other, then from now on, Honghu and Qingqiu, I, will be a family! There is no need to distinguish between us!"
Although there were countless words in his heart, Otua, the red fox, didn't show it on his face. Instead, he held Páramo's hand with a smile. Páramo squinted and looked at the smiling face of the red fox.
, nodded slowly.
"Okay! It's good to be a family! ...Well, Brother Red Fox, to tell you the truth, I still have a little trouble, and I would like to ask your people to help solve it!"
"Uh...Brother Paramo, it doesn't matter what you say! As long as it's not too difficult..."
"Haha! It's like this... There is a group of hidden guys, under the name of God King, pretending to be the messengers of the Mexica Alliance... They found Huangqiu City and insisted on talking to me, which made me very unhappy.
…”
Baramo shook his head slightly and sighed inexplicably. He didn't know what he thought of. But the red fox Otua looked solemn and asked in a low voice.
"Pretending to be an envoy of the Mexican Union?...Who dares to be so bold?..."
"Ha! Brother Red Fox, I won't hide it from you! Judging from the hidden meaning of their words, it is probably the intrigue of a certain faction within the high priest group, plus the secret planning of an unknown royal family... But I am Mo
I'm from Xijia, so I can't openly fall out with them, so I can only go around with them in vain, and come here to avoid them first..."
Paramo lowered his eyes, covering up the murderous intent in his eyes and calming down the irritable emotions in his chest. He spoke again, his voice much lower, as if he was confiding something.
"These idiots! His Highness promoted me from a civilian warrior and gave me the full power of Jiedu. In terms of reward and trust, it is already more than anything else! ... And if I join this group of idiots who can't achieve anything, even
If you take refuge in the powerful God King, what else can you get?..."
"In the final analysis, there are only two true condors in this world, and only two rising suns, worthy of my awe! The god King Avit dominates the world, kills decisively, and controls the divine power. It is the hottest noon sun! But
Although the sun is strong this time, it has nothing to do with me, let alone our background..."
"His Royal Highness Xiulote is so kind and courageous that he went to the Alliance as a hostage for the sake of the Mexica people. He is a gentle rising sun. Although I have no choice but to feel inappropriate, I admire you even more in my heart! ... Two suns only need
If we fight without defeat and lead the alliance to conquer the world, it will only be a matter of time before we unify all the tribes in the two seas!"
"In the final analysis, as long as one of the two suns in this world is still alive... no one can change the world! And those poisonous snakes who are planning behind the scenes... I also ask the Red Crow Tribe to help me and kill them on my behalf.
Just cause an unexpected stray canine attack!…”
"...take action to intercept? Kill the alliance's messenger?..."
The red fox Ottova took a deep breath of cold air, and the expression on his face changed for a while, but he showed no fear. In the final analysis, this was just another form of submission. He pondered for a while, nodded lightly, and then suddenly
asked.
"Great Chief Paramo, do you want to be a real sacred tree, soaring into the sky? Or do you want to be a big tree under the sun, just covering one side?..."
"..."
This time, Paramo was silent for a long time. He looked towards the far south, as if he wanted to see the end of the sky, the capital city in the lake of his hometown, and even the land in the clouds where the sun gathered! After a long time, he
Only then did he let out a long sigh, whether it was sadness or joy, even he himself couldn't tell clearly.
"The highest sun, the red sky... It is not up to him to decide how tall the big tree can grow! It depends on the setting of the sun and the blood in the sky!..."
"When will the blood-red sky and the sun's fall appear? And who will it fall to? I neither know nor dare to think about it!..."
The north roars to the south, the sun sets to the west. The sunset is red, two crows die, I don’t know who is the golden crow~
This chapter has been completed!