Chunyu Qiong's family knew his family affairs, and he was much better than Xu You and his group of people. Otherwise, the Northern Army of Sizhaocheng would not be able to fall into his hands. But if he had a plan, Chunyu Qiong felt that it would be better for him to stand on the same front with Xu You, at least that would not be too embarrassing.

"Then it depends on whether the new patriarch of Celtic is sensible. But I look at him, a barbarian who can't even bow. What do you think he wants to do now?" Xu You sneered.

The Pope was welcomed by most Celtics. Compared with the new patriarch blocking his residence and keeping the Celtics from being assimilated, the Pope was a saint to ordinary Celtic civilians. It was precisely because of the Pope's choice that Celtic civilians could live quite well.

However, this scene was not so good in the eyes of the Celtic patriarch. The Yuan family's construction team built standard settlements and there were no special buildings, which damaged the authority of the Celtic patriarch. The return of the Pope made the Celtic patriarch realize a fact, that is, the power he held seemed very empty.

"Call all the tribal lords and knight commanders." The Pope sighed softly, confirming that the Celtics at the bottom did not mean to resist the assimilation of the Han Dynasty. He suddenly felt much more at ease, and then announced directly in front of the new Celtic patriarch.

As long as the Celtic people at the bottom have no intention of boycotting, the Pope feels that he still has hope of resolving this matter.

Especially the bastard Xu You was not so much a voice to Chunyu Qiong, but rather a message to him. The pope who was suppressed by Xu You's words once again returned to a state that determines the fate of a nation. As the carrier of Celtic's entire epic myth, how could it be lacking in wisdom?

There is still hope to control the situation now. Once the Celtic patriarch really takes action, these Celtic people who have no intention of resisting Han culture will inevitably be swept away. With the Pope's understanding of the strength of the Yuan family, it is a force that can truly make Rome face to face.

Therefore, if the Celtics took action, the Yuan family's butcher knife would definitely fall. At that time, the ordinary Celtic people who were forced to board the pirate ship would not have a way out. Even though they knew they were being bullied, the Yuan family would have to kill to make other barbarians sober at that time.

Our Yuan family’s kindness can indeed be given to everyone, but the premise is that you are human beings!

A thousand-mile dike was destroyed in an ant hole. If the barbarians were easily bullied by the Yuan family, even if they stabbed the Yuan capital while the Yuan family was fighting with Rome, the Yuan family would not have the ruthless understanding, and the Yuan family's foundation would be not far from collapse.

After all, the Pope can be regarded as a carrier of wisdom that concentrates a nation. His intelligence is not inferior to ordinary wise people. He acts cute most of the time, but he is just unwilling to use his brain.

Naturally, after Xu You pointed it out, the Pope completely understood that if the Celtics really launched a rebellion next, the Yuan family would have no choice but to destroy the entire Celtics.

In this case, the Pope made a decisive choice and lost his car to protect his coach.

"Now call all the tribe masters and knights?" The Celtic patriarch looked at the pope with a surprise attack. He found that he had underestimated the pope's reputation among the Celtic people.

"Yes, now, immediately, immediately!" The Pope confirmed that the lower-level Celtics did not make a decision as the Celtic patriarch was incited by their foolish ambitions.

"Shrine sacrifice, convene the tribe lord and the knight commander to hold an emergency meeting." Seeing the expression of the Celtic patriarch, the Pope knew what the other party was thinking, and immediately ordered his priest that even if he got married, these priests would not be bewitched in a short period of time.

"I am willing to serve you, Your Highness." The temple priest bowed and quickly began to send people to inform him everywhere. There were 300,000 Celtics, and the tribal masters and knights said that it was impossible to gather them all in a short time. However, the Pope had known about the plot of the upper class of Celtic before. Even if some of the Celtic tribal masters did not agree with the behavior of the patriarch, they would come to the meeting.

Therefore, it was not long before the Pope summoned all the tribe masters and knights, and even if the Celtic patriarch wanted to stop them, there was no right reason.

"Why does this feel something wrong?" Even though Chunyu Qiong was stupid, she felt something was wrong at this time. Didn't he follow the routine?

"Ha." Xu You glanced at Chunyu Qiong and said nothing. The Pope's performance was much better than he thought. By the way, the 4,000 people he had spoken before did not exist. How could he arrange 4,000 people to come? Isn't that the rhythm of alarming the snake? If the Celtics had a brain but didn't rebellious, wouldn't their Yuan family be passive?

Soon more than ninety tribal lords and more than one hundred knight chiefs were summoned to the Great Hall. When they met the Pope, some tribal lords were obviously eager to speak, while others were inexplicably panic. However, some wanted to say something after saluting, but were stopped by others.

As for Xu You and Chunyu Qiong, they were arranged to rest, and the five hundred guards could only eat some dry food. There was no way to support them. Even if this 6,000-person village had a surplus, there was suddenly five hundred more people, and there was not so much food to support them unless the whole family arranged one.

"Tell me, I'll arrange for you to contact the Yuan family, and that's how you contact?" The Pope stood on the stage of the venue and looked at the people below with some annoyance.

The tribe masters and the knights below did not expect the pope to say nothing else, nor did they ask how they live now, and that was just that.

"We also have contact, but the cultural differences between us are too great, and conflicts will inevitably arise, so we blocked the gathering place first." Celtic's patriarch argued. He knew that if he didn't stand up and say something at this time, his hands that he couldn't incite would collapse.

"What's the situation when trading with the people under my husband forcing their forced purchases and selling many times?" The Pope looked at the new Celtic patriarch in disappointment. Compared with the old patriarch who sacrificed himself before, this new patriarch was really bad.

"The equipment we made is more sophisticated, but the price of Yuan's recycling is far lower than normal. I just want a fair price." The Celtic leader said loudly.

The Pope sighed, looked at the venue, looked at the townhouse outside the venue, and looked at the tribe members who were no longer wearing animal skins, and couldn't help but smile.

"People who agree with the words of the Celtic patriarch stand on one side, and those who don't agree with it stand on the other side. Let me see the number of people. After all, I am the crystallization of the Celtic national will. The minority obeys the majority." The Pope said with a tired expression.

As soon as this was said, the venue quickly became noisy and began to push and insult. After all, some Celtics really realized the benefits of following the Han Dynasty. After all, even if they had civilization before, they wore animal skins and lived in wooden houses without stoves. Whether they could eat enough all year round was a problem, but now these are not problems.

The Celtics only need to use the smelting technology inherited from their ancestors, combined with the craftsmanship of the Han Dynasty to make weapons, equipment, and agricultural tools. Even if sold at a lower price, they can live very well, and all the Celtics live well.

Therefore, those tribal lords and knights whose consciences were not yet black and had not been invaded by power were very dissatisfied with this betrayal. The Yuan family was fighting against Rome on the front line, and they actually stabbed the Yuan family back at this time.

However, no matter how much insulted or pushed it, the Celtic tribe master who thought the Yuan family owed their Celtic tribe master and the Celtic tribe master who thought they owed the Yuan family were divided into two teams.

What made the Pope even more uncomfortable was that the tribe masters followed the Celtic patriarch far outweighed the other part, and the ratio between the two sides was even more than two to one.

"So you decided?" The Pope looked at the Celtic tribes calmly and said, his eyes like a deep spring, and there was no slight wave.

"The opportunity is right in front of you. If you miss this time, you may not have a chance in the future. Moreover, when we owe Yuan's family, it has always been the case for the Yuan family." The Celtic leader said loudly, and a large number of tribal masters and knight masters behind him echoed.

"Pope!" Another part of the conscientious Celtic tribe master looked at the Pope in tears, "We were forced to leave Great Britain, and no tribe in the entire Europa dared to take us in. Even the Slavs took us in the first place, it was just because of our smelting technology, what kind of life we ​​lived at that time, and what kind of life we ​​live now. If we betrayed the Yuan family for a temporary greed, there would be a place where we could stand in the world!"

"This place will become the foundation of our Celtics. If we defeat the Yuan family, everything here will be ours." The Celtic patriarch stepped forward and said loudly, and the Celtic tribe leader behind him was eager to try when he heard this.

"Compared to relying on others, turning this place into our hunting ground is our choice." The Celtic clan leader said righteously. At this moment, the inciting tone and the grand career made all the Celtic tribe masters who followed him tremble. At this moment, he felt like a Celtic hero.

However, the sound came to an abrupt end at the next moment, and the sound of watermelon bursting echoed throughout the venue. All the tribe masters and knight masters who were crying before, as well as the tribe master who was the inner qi leaving the body, all burst out. The plasma sputtered all over the wall and the ground, and the fan-shaped blood foam and broken bones sputtered directly from the center of the venue to the door.
Chapter completed!