In the hazy night, the grand banquet finally began.
Piles of bonfires reflected jumping figures, and the new stubble left after date palms and palm trees were cut down reflected the painful white light.
Even though the water source in the oasis lake was completely polluted, Feilengcui's huge transportation and transfer capacity still ensured the smooth supply of clean water. The gorgeous maids shuttled back and forth under the date palm trees covered with lanterns, serving the prepared food.
At the banquet, the hobbit halfling chef from the land of gourmet food is working hard to cook wild ass.
The entire expedition was delayed for a day on the road because of the hunting of wild donkeys.
Large-scale wild ass herds will also appear in the desert. No one knows how these animals survive in the lifeless desert. They are like the Danube wilderness that has been burned by wildfire. When the spring breeze blows, there is a new crop of green.
; And they are like frozen insects dormant under the white snow. No matter how harsh the natural environment is, they cannot be eliminated.
These wild donkeys are very alert and agile. In order to hunt them, the expedition team spent a lot of effort, and even a dozen soldiers were injured for this purpose------------The male wild donkey has a bad temper.
He was so violent that he raised his hooves and kicked with such force that he could break the ribs of a Boer soldier.
Most of the captured wild donkeys were made into preserved meat and used as military rations. The desert has a good advantage, that is, it is dry. The water of these wild donkey meats is evaporated by the hot sun without much effort, and it is not salted and nitrated.
Can be stored for a long time.
Since the Battle of the Hengduan Mountains, the relationship between Prince Kahn and His Highness the Divine Comedy Shaman has grown by leaps and bounds. They are as familiar as brothers who have been separated for many years. Before returning to the oasis to garrison, Prince Lionheart specially asked His Majesty to bring back two live wild donkeys. At first,
When hunting the herd of wild donkeys, only twenty live wild donkeys were left. These wild donkeys are very temperamental. They will usually kick up their hind hooves to any creature that does not look like a donkey. Moreover, they
Their teeth are more like those of a field mouse than a donkey. If you are not careful, you can break the bridle and escape. Carrying them on the road is a very troublesome thing.
The reason why some live wild donkeys are left behind is because there is a cooking method that has been popular among the Behemoth nobles---boil a pot of onion rings, celery heads and cloves.
To make a delicious thick soup, use the sharpest knife to cut off the live donkey's leg meat, throw it into the soup, cook it, and dip it in the sauce. It will be the most delicious thing in the world.
Because it is freshly chopped, the donkey meat is often covered with thick blood streaks, giving it a wild fishy taste.
"Successful people generally like this kind of taste." That's what His Highness Kahn said the day before yesterday when he handed the wild donkey to Liu Zhensha and introduced this aristocratic cooking method to the chief shaman.
"I like it too." At the end, His Highness Kahn added.
"I understand you." Liu Zhenshao replied at the time: "Donkey meat aphrodisiacs are indeed useful for impotent Behemoths."
"You!" Prince Kahn laughed heartily and punched Lao Liu in the chest.
Liu Zhencheng is now sitting on the main seat in the north, with the waning moon hanging in the sky, a jubilant bonfire in front of him, and two wild donkeys waiting to be slaughtered in the distance.
The tempers of these two male wild donkeys are extremely wild. When a Behemoth warrior passed by them five yards away in the evening today, these two beasts kicked up a stone that was flying like a meteor.
Although he didn't hit anyone, he left a half-inch deep mark on a palm tree at the mouth of the bowl.
I saw several hobbit halfling chefs walking forward with butcher knives and preparing to butcher the donkey. A group of emerald warriors also came over with wooden sticks, ready to help. The halfling chefs waved their fingers to signal everyone.
Get out of the way.
Many Behemoths were waiting to see the joke. In their imagination, a series of short figures had appeared in the air and then landed with a bang.
The strange thing is that since they saw several halfling chefs approaching, the two male wild donkeys not only did not resist, but fell to their knees on the ground. The huge donkey eyes overflowed with crystal tears, and they were completely like
An attitude of waiting to be killed.
This scene surprised a group of Behemoth warriors carrying wooden sticks.
Feiluo joked: "These halfling cooks have murderous intent in them, so the wild ass buys it."
Ao Fat thinks that Fei Luo is talking nonsense.
"Don't I have murderous intent in me?" Ao Pang, who has experienced hundreds of battles, certainly does not admit this statement. There are also numerous Feileng Cui warriors who share the same opinion with him.
It is really difficult to explain this matter with common sense. It is just like a parrot that is afraid of eagles but not afraid of the evil-eyed tyrant. No one can explain it clearly.
There are now about two thousand Beamon soldiers staying in the entire Yale Oasis. After clearing a large forest, the venue for this night banquet is empty enough, but the atmosphere is a little quieter. Every Beamon warrior is surrounded
Sitting on the ground, they consciously formed small groups, with most people remaining silent.
Palm leaves served as dishes, and large camel legs roasted into golden brown, highland barley naan, cheese wine and butter tea were laid out in front of the soldiers. Pomegranates and cantaloupes were piled up like mountains. These were all collected from captured mu
Whatever was intercepted from the baggage, the quartermaster in charge of dispatching gave it to him whatever the Shenqu shaman told him to take, without any hesitation.
Since entering the desert, many Behemoth warriors have had dry and hard stools, which make a sound when they fall to the ground. Now these fruits are particularly attractive to the warriors, but all they can do now is swallow their saliva.
The Beamon soldiers of the Cambridge Mixed Regiment lost their backbone, and all of them looked a little dull.
The Beamon soldiers of Toulon United didn't know how to face this matter at all. Their faces were all blank. Participating in an intermarriage banquet on the battlefield? This
Isn’t it a little bit weird?
As for the group of wounded soldiers from the "Whip of the God of War" and the witch doctors who stayed behind, their expressions were similar to those of the Beamon warriors from the Toulon Alliance.
No one in Feilengcui's family and friends group could laugh and talk leisurely, because Gotani, Gelini and Gomez had not appeared until now. Their tents were brightly lit but silent.
The atmosphere of the entire banquet became more and more depressing little by little with the heavy cold night dew.
The two wild donkeys had been disemboweled by the halfling cooks and hung on the tree pole for washing. Looking from the open chest ribs of the wooden frame, we could see that there was a four-foot-long black thing under each donkey's crotch, almost hanging down to the
The ground is particularly conspicuous.
A halfling chef stepped forward and swung his knife quickly. Two cold lights flashed and the donkey's whip was cut off. The halfling chef weighed it with satisfaction.
"Would you like me to take someone to urge you?" Nedved asked the boss in a low voice.
Liu Zhenshao looked down at the ground. When he heard the guard's question, he obviously hesitated, but still shook his head.
Nedved sighed, picked up a dead branch and threw it into the bonfire in the distance.
The fire-eyed Suan Ni ran back from the desert and was lying next to the fire with its head drooped. Guoguo and the little parrot were lying on its neck and looking up at the stars. There was a pile of manes curled into balls, which were very soft and soft.
Guo was shaving his teeth while holding an extremely hard lion beard, without any worries.
The elders of Feilengcui stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes----------Although they were hesitant about intermarriage, they would be even more hesitant if there was no bride at the lord's wedding.
Amidst the "click-click-click" sound of the halfling chef chopping meat, an Osterite officer carrying a huge woven basket came over from the direction of the animal pen in the distance. His basket was filled with ostriches.
Eggs, each one is huge and unparalleled.
"Your Majesty." Officer Ostritt walked up to Liu Zhenhan and saluted, and said very respectfully: "These are the eggs laid by our mount, the blue-necked ostrich. They are very delicious. I found a few and came here specially."
Dedicated to you."
Several imperial guards noticed this ostrich officer and felt vaguely familiar. When they thought about it again, it turned out that he was the Captain Pierrot who had greeted the arrival of the sacrificial group outside the Cambridge Oasis. They seemed to have noticed that there was someone watching him.
Looking at himself, Captain Ostrich nodded to several Ouchi guards as a greeting.
Liu Zhencheng still lowered his head and seemed to be indifferent. The cigar held between his fingers had already burned his fingers. He didn't seem to feel anything at all.
"Eating these ostrich eggs raw is very beneficial to the body. Your Majesty, I will fetch one for you. Please try it..." Captain Pierrot leaned over and looked at Your Majesty Richard, with a pleasant smile.
He quickly turned the basket to the front, and just as he was about to reach out and take out an ostrich egg, his wrist was tightly grasped by a strong and powerful hand.
"Playing assassination, your "egg-poor dagger" trick seems a bit old-fashioned." Fei Luo put the fingers of his right hand in front of Captain Piero, shook it, and inserted one into the pile of eggs in the basket.
, when he pulled it out again, there was a sharp dagger in his hand. Under the watery moonlight, the dagger shone with cold light.
Captain Piero's originally flattering smile was suddenly enveloped in a layer of cold air. He was still smiling, but it was cold.
Rodman snorted contemptuously, slowly tightened his fingers, and gradually bent the dagger, finally snapping it in half. Fei Luo threw the broken dagger into the bonfire, and a blur of chaos emerged.
of Mars.
Not far away, where the Cambridge Mixed Regiment was sitting, the Ostrich warriors, under the leadership of someone unknown, looked at each one, either hesitantly or hesitated, then slowly stood up, and the crowd appeared faintly amid whispers.
A situation that is about to move.
Fei Luo held Squadron Leader Piero with one hand, and held the ostrich warriors with one finger. His eyes were sharp, and the ostrich warriors timidly avoided his aggressive eyes.
Five Austerite officers immediately emerged from the crowd. Behind them was a row of ostrich warriors who had all stood up. The five officers' fingers were pressed on the handles of their swords, their joints protruding and their faces ashen.
The five takin warriors stood up slowly from the ground with their arms folded, raised their toes, and grabbed the wooden sticks that they had originally prepared to use to beat the wild donkeys in their hands.
Looks of panic began to appear on the faces of the unrelated Beamon warriors. The two Olefin squadron captains of Toulon United looked at the Mammoth Saber Saint Rodman. Under such circumstances, most Beamon finally
Choose to help your own people.
Liu Zhancheng remained indifferent. His eyes seemed to be glued to the sand on the ground. There was an ostrich egg that fell from the basket on the ground. It had cracked and the strands of egg white were burned out on the hot gravel.
The prototype of poached eggs.
"If you are not afraid of death, just come." Facing the ostrich warriors approaching in a dark crowd, Fei Luo pushed away Squadron Leader Piero, and sneered and raised his fingers at these ostrich warriors.
Under the leadership of the officers, the Ostrich warriors rushed over immediately, but most of them were a little lagging behind - the name of the Feileng Cui warriors. Since they arrived at the Yale Oasis, they have been
The officers and soldiers of Toulon drank a glass of wine.
There were several sounds of wooden sticks hitting the flesh, and the five fastest Osterit officers flew out and fell to the ground again with a "snap", turning over in pain and groaning.
The Ostrich warriors who followed were stunned. After a slight hesitation, another twenty or thirty braved up and rushed forward, but most of them chose to stop. They were watching the wind direction. If once the Feilengcui Warrior
It's not as fierce as the rumors say, but there will be a huge crowd next.
One figure after another flew out, one of them almost fell into the bonfire, and a large piece of his gray wings was burnt.
The ostrich warriors all stood on the same spot, with those in front leaning back as hard as they could.
The takin warriors sneered, clapped their hands, threw away the wooden sticks in their hands, and sat back down.
The entire banquet hall was deathly silent, with only the crackling fire burning, and the black ostrich warriors standing in the open space, looking at each other, not knowing what to do.
"Come on! Are you still Bode?" Lieutenant Pierrot, who was lying on the ground, struggled to support half of his body and roared at the top of his lungs.
The ostrich warriors looked left and right at their companions.
Squadron Leader Piero was like a deflated rubber ball. With a "bump", half of his body hit the ground again, and his fingers dug heavily on the ground, leaving several deep scratches.
Two ostrich officers stood up from the ground, staggered two steps like drunkenness, and finally stood firm.
The two officers shook their heads, looked at the soldiers behind them, each grabbed a water sandalwood spear, raised their arms and roared at the men: "Are you still men? If you are men, follow me!"
"
This time the incitement had a good effect. The two officers no longer just rushed forward on their own, but slowly moved forward with a large group of ostrich warriors.
This time no one was deliberately lagging.
Certain things are like this. Once you are forced to do something, you can only do it to the end.
But this time the Ostrich Warriors still failed, and their defeat was very embarrassing.
Just when the two Ostrich officers felt that they were close to starting a fight, the Shenqu Shaman suddenly raised his head --- he had always lowered his head.
Two ferocious rays of light burst out from his eyes. These two gazes were like the winding lightning that suddenly split the sky in the dark rainy night. They swept away with a terrifying momentum. The two men were leading the way.
An ostrich officer didn't know whether it was because of his serious injury or some other reason. Suddenly his legs and feet went weak, and he fell on top of the soldier behind him.
The black ostrich warriors fell down like dominoes and piled into a pile.
Most of the ostrich warriors were still standing. I don't know if it was an illusion. Each of them felt a numbness in their palms, and the gray wings on their backs also stood up due to this illusion.
"Sit tight!" Liu Zhenzhen looked calm and poked his finger at the original position of the Ostrich Warrior.
Then everything returned to the same state as before, leaving only a few ostrich officers standing there in a daze, with a look of despair on their faces.
The bonfire continued to dance, and a lively shadow quietly appeared from behind the palm trees.
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I went to bed too late last night and woke up too late last night. There is another chapter tonight. (To be continued)