When the people behind Bone Hoof Changcao heard what he was saying, their expressions were not very good, but they refrained from speaking.
After hearing his thoughts, Sambang Hanon sat behind the table and played with his face changing. It would turn green, white, red or black!
Xiao Bai couldn't laugh or cry. Could it be that this bone-hoofed man is mentally retarded?
Suddenly, no one wanted to say anything about this idiot. There was still love in everyone's hearts, and everyone had a responsibility to care for the mentally retarded.
"Let me tell you the requirements for this competition." Sanbanghanon nodded to both sides and said in a serious manner.
Red-maned Yanglie quickly put down the barbecue, nodded in return with a smile, and wiped his hands on his clothes.
Bone Hoof and Grass still looked dead. He glanced at Sampong Hanon with his eyes hanging and cut it with disdain.
Sanbang Hanon, who had already regarded the bones and grass as a mentally retarded person, was not angry, and continued: "I have prepared the location for you. I believe you will be satisfied. The number of participants on both sides is one hundred, and the tribe
Your own knights or subordinates can participate in the battle, but the total number is only one hundred, do you understand?"
The bones and hooves grow grass, but the nose is clasped, as if it has nothing to do with him.
"There are no restrictions in this battle. No matter what kind of weapons can be used, for the sake of fairness, the supervisors come from the caravan headquarters." Sanbang Hanon paused and said: "Everyone is a tribe of the caravan. There is one thing I still want to say.
As I said, everyone should try to value peace, and try not to kill anyone if possible. After all, death will not only reduce the number of tribes, but also damage the strength of the caravan."
"It's just a few people, our Bone Hoof Horse Gang can kill us." Bone Hoof Changcao jumped out again to show off his IQ.
Sanbang Hanun, Hongmane Yanglie, Xiaobai, and Murgan all looked at him with expressions that looked like he was mentally retarded.
"What are you looking at?" Bone Hoof Grass asked in an evil voice.
The four people looked at each other and then looked away as if nothing was wrong.
The faces of the several big men following Bone Hoof were not very good. They were also knights of the Bone Hoof Cavalry. Although they were confident and brave and did not believe they would die in this competition, they felt very uncomfortable. Bone Hoof was too uncomfortable.
Take them seriously.
Everyone has only one life, if you die, you die.
Who doesn't want to live longer? This idiot is not only able to offend outsiders with his mouth, but also has a very deep skill in betraying his teammates.
Following such a master, they felt that the future was hopeless. Several big men sighed but did not say a word.
Red-maned Yanglie observed the expressions of the four big men and grinned. After following Xiaobai for so long, he also learned some things. For example, expressions can reflect a person's state.
He belongs to the Godot who lives among the crowd, not the kind of Godot who is aloof and pretentious. He deeply realizes that all people are the same, they are all born from mothers, their bodies are also made of flesh, and they are cut by a knife.
It will hurt, it will bleed, it will be no different from myself.
Because he understood this, his relationship with the knights became closer. In every battle, he would take the lead and fight bravely.
While he protected the knights, the knights also assisted him with their lives. Even if they died, they would have no regrets.
Bonehoof Changcao obviously doesn't know this. Red-maned Yanglie guesses that these two guys may have been too well protected. They were born with a silver spoon in their mouths and have been living in Fuwowo. They don't know the cruelty of the outside world, let alone the cruelty of the outside world.
The preciousness of life, the class mentality, and the belief that one is superior to others.
This kind of person is not a big deal at ordinary times. After all, he is powerful and everyone will give him a thumbs up for the sake of his parents and surname. But on the battlefield, in order to survive, he doesn't know what is going on.
As long as the words of Bone Hoof and Grass today are spread, it will definitely be a blow to his own reputation. Who is willing to work for such a guy who doesn't care about people's names? It can be seen that the Red Mane Horse Tribe has already won for a fight.
Three points.
The red-maned Yang Lie, who ate, lived and shared the joys and sorrows with the knights, was obviously more loved and must have a strong momentum.
Even the red-maned Yanglie could see these things, and Xiaobai and Sanbang Hanon could see them more clearly, and they also made their own judgments in their hearts.
Sambang Hanon's words were obviously well-intentioned. No one would have thought that this would lead to a mindless rebuke.
Ignoring these idiots, Sanbang Hanon continued: "You have fifteen days. You can let the knights repair themselves, take a look at the battlefield terrain, and try to be as prepared as possible."
This is not what I said to Bone Hoof and Grass. Sampang Hanon is annoyed when he sees that idiot. He is rude and doesn't know how to save face for others. He gets angry when talking to him.
"Thank you." Knowing Sanbang Hanon's kindness, Red Mane Yang Lie said quickly.
Sanbanghanon smiled kindly and nodded. He was a man of Godot, and he was sensible.
"Thank you, why do you have to wait fifteen days?" Bone Hoof asked in a venomous voice: "Why can't we start the war tomorrow? Do you know how many days we have been waiting? We have already repaired it, and we have seen the battlefield.
There’s no need to wait, it’s best to start the war tomorrow, finish it early, and go back early, I’ve had enough here!”
Xiao Baitou felt that a person's IQ really had no limit. In his previous life, he always felt that only the kind of idiots in novels could constantly refresh the lower limit of IQ. He never expected that he could encounter it in reality. It was so amazing.
Do you think it's a one-sided fight with this guy?
His people have made repairs and looked at the venue, so others don’t need to look at it or prepare it?
This is the "talent" cultivated by the privileged class.
Xiaobai sighed sincerely.
"This is for the sake of fairness. Friends of the Red-maned Fierce Horse Tribe have come from afar. They need time. We will try our best to create a fair environment for both parties." Sanbang Hanon glared at the long grass with bone hoofs and said: "In addition, if you stay
If you are tired of it, you can leave my tribe, my tribe does not welcome people like you."
This is a bit harsh to say, but in the face of repeated provocations from Bone Hoof and Grass, Sanbang Hanon could not bear it no matter how good his temper was. Being able to avoid beating people on the spot was already the result of hard work and restraint.
No matter how you say it, Sanbang Hanon is still a tribal Godot, a being who is respected wherever he goes. When he comes in front of the grassy bones and hoofs, he is ridiculed and ridiculed, and his face is slapped, but he finally puts it down.
He showed his good-natured side and spoke harsh words.
"You..." Bone Hoof Changcao pointed at Sanbang Hanon, furious.
"That's enough, do you still know how to respect me?" Sanbang Hanon stood up, leaning on the table and leaning towards Bone Hoof Grass: "I am a Gordo, and my Sanbang Horse Department is strong enough, don't put you in Bone Hoof
Mabu’s bad temper was brought here, and there is no one who will tolerate you here.”