"Hey, boys from the Wei Kingdom, in the past few days, it was your Wei army that massacred our people on our land of Sanchuan, right?"
When the sloppy man said this in a hostile tone, the atmosphere in the tent seemed to condense. ←,
"Havatu, Ji Run is a friend of my Qingyang tribe."
The patriarch Amutu said displeasedly upon hearing this.
At this time, Oona whispered in Zhao Hongrun's ear: "The man near Brother Wuwu is Havatu, my father's clan brother, and the man next to him is the brother of one of my father's women, Zhaqi."
The He people rarely use the term uncle or uncle to address an elder unless they are very close. Otherwise, they usually directly refer to the definition of uncle as my father's brother or my mother's brother, and in person they will
When you meet, call the other person by name directly.
Therefore, the words used by Oona to introduce Zhao Hongrun privately like this indicate that Havato and Zachi are not close to her.
"Friend?" The man named Havatu snorted twice and said rudely: "Chief, in the past few days, word has spread throughout Sanchuan that the Wei people are provoking a war! They want to drive us out of Sanchuan!"
"You're talking nonsense!" Before Zhao Hongrun could express his position, Oona couldn't help but said: "The people of Wei are very friendly. When we were hunting together, the king of Wei asked someone to convey to his father that Wei was willing to continue
Keep the oath of Wusu."
Havatu frowned and glanced at Oona, and scolded rudely: "You girl is getting more and more unruly. I think you are confused by this Wei man! You are possessed!"
"You're just possessed!" Oona retorted angrily.
A look of anger flashed across Havatu's face when he heard this, and he was about to open his mouth when he suddenly heard Amutu say in a deep voice: "Okay!... Ouna, if you want to stay here, shut your mouth and stop talking.
!”
"..." Oona glanced at Amutu angrily, pouting and sulking.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun gently shook her hand and comforted her secretly.
Uncle Amutu really dotes on Oona...
Zhao Hongrun thought to himself.
He saw it clearly just now. When Havatu scolded Oona for being possessed by evil spirits, Amutu frowned and glanced at Havatu displeasedly.
Obviously, Amutu feels sorry for Oona, his little daughter, but there is nothing he can do about it. Havatu is his clan brother and Oona's elder after all. It is indeed irregular to talk back to Oona like this.
It seems that the relationship between Havatu and Uncle Amutu is not good...
Zhao Hongrun gently squeezed Oona's little hand and observed secretly.
At this time, Amutu had turned his attention to Zhao Hongrun and said in a deep voice: "Nephew Run, your sixth uncle and I are good friends. You and my Qingyang tribe also have a... well, friendship. I hope you will be truthful.
Tell us what you know."
"Uncle Amutu, ask."
"Uncle, I want to ask you, has your country sent an army to massacre my people in Sanchuan?"
Looking at Amutu's sincere eyes, Zhao Hongrun, who was sitting upright, lowered his head and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry."
The implication was that Zhao Hongrun admitted it.
After hearing this, Amutu let out a long sigh.
And below him, Havatu sneered and said: "Chief, you see, what the Wei people said about using the road, in fact, they clearly want to drive out all the Sanchuan people and take back this land... This is war! Yes
The war started by the Wei people!"
What does this guy mean?
Zhao Hongrun looked at Havatu with some doubts and said calmly: "No, I, the Wei Dynasty, have no intention of taking back the land of Sanchuan."
"You? Can you represent Wei?" Havatu said disdainfully.
As soon as he finished speaking, Oona hummed and interjected: "Of course my Ji Run can represent the Kingdom of Wei. He is the son of King Wei!" As he said that, he stuck out his tongue and made a face at Havatu.
This time, Havatu didn't bother to scold Oona for being unruly. He looked at Zhao Hongrun in shock and asked in shock: "You...you are the son of King Wei?!"
Looking at Oona in his arms with a wry smile, Zhao Hongrun said sternly: "Yes, I am the eighth son of the King of Wei, with the title of King Su."
Hearing this, Havatu looked overjoyed and turned to Amutu and said: "Chief, great, let's take this kid and hand it over to the Jijiao tribe... King Wei's son, haha, let's use him.
Threaten Wei's army."
However, Amutu just looked at him calmly and said coldly: "Are you asking me to betray my friends?"
"Friend?" Havatu said angrily after hearing this: "Wei's army has come to our land of Sanchuan. Do you, patriarch, want to be friends with this Wei boy named Ji Run?"
Amutu heard this and said sternly: "Ji Run is Ji Run, and the Wei State is the Wei State... Even if our Qingyang Tribe goes to war with the Wei State, as long as Ji Run does not do anything to harm our Qingyang Tribe, then he is ours."
Friends of the Qingyang Tribe!...It is shameful to betray your friends!"
"You are simply..." Havatu glared at Amutu angrily. Suddenly, he shouted loudly: "Come here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several strong Qingyang tribesmen poured in outside the tent.
Seeing this, Amutu yelled angrily: "Havatu, what are you going to do?!"
Havatu glanced at Amutu and said in a deep voice: "You will push the Qingyang tribe to destruction!" After that, he raised his finger and pointed at Zhao Hongrun and ordered: "Young men, seize this Wei State man.
Boy!"
"Who dares to do something?! Get out of here!" Amutu shouted with a livid face.
However, for some reason, the Sheang men who broke in seemed to obey Havatu's words more and surrounded Zhao Hongrun with weapons in hand.
Seeing this, Mi Jiang's eyes turned cold, and he also pulled out half of the sharp sword in his hand.
And Shen Yu stood up immediately.
But at this moment, Zhao Hongrun said calmly: "Sit down, Shen Yu... Mi Jiang, put your sword back."
Mi Jiang and Shen Yu were stunned when they heard this. When they reacted, the weapons in the hands of those Sheng men were already on Zhao Hongrun's neck.
"What are you going to do!" Oona screamed and tried to push the weapons away. However, Zhao Hongrun was afraid of hurting her, so he grabbed her hand and held her in his arms.
At this clearly critical moment, Zhao Hongrun suddenly asked with a smile: "Oona, why don't these people listen to your father?"
Oona was stunned for a moment, looking at Zhao Hongrun who was armed with weapons but his expression remained unchanged. Her heart was pounding, but somehow she no longer panicked. After hearing this, she explained: "He... they are the nephews of Havato."
"Oh, that's right."
Zhao Hongrun suddenly understood and nodded, then looked up at Havatu opposite, who had a strange expression on his face, and asked with a smile: "Havatu, right? Do you want to provoke a war by ordering people to attack me with sharp swords?"
This little guy...
Amutu's face was full of anger, but now he saw Zhao Hongrun was so calm, and he was deeply surprised. He actually did not stop him anymore, but just watched quietly.
"Provoking a war?" Havatu looked at Zhao Hongrun who was not afraid in surprise, and said coldly: "It was you, Wei, who took the lead in provoking the war!"
Zhao Hongrun smiled when he heard this and said: "Having said that, the Qingyang tribe is not included in this war... To be precise, this war has nothing to do with the Yi people, the target is only the Jiejiao tribe!...
...Only the Jiejiao tribe, we, the Wei Dynasty, will definitely destroy them. If there are ten thousand of them, we will kill ten thousand of them. If there are twenty thousand of them, we will kill of twenty thousand. After this war is over,
There is no Jiejiao tribe anymore!...Do you know why?"
"Why... why?" Havatu asked.
"Because the Jiejiao tribe provoked me, the Wei Dynasty, during the joint hunting." After saying that, Zhao Hongrun glanced at Havatu coldly and said expressionlessly: "It's the same as what you are doing now."
This kid... is so evil.
Looking at Zhao Hongrun's expressionless face, Havatu felt a faint chill on his back. He took a deep breath and said with a forced smile: "If you talk about those useless things, aren't you already behind us?"
In your hand?"
"No." Zhao Hongrun shook his head, raised his finger and pointed at Mi Jiang, and said sternly: "Not to mention anything else, this king's guard alone is not bragging. If she is forced to commit murder, it only takes a blink of an eye.
, you can kill everyone in the tent...but I don’t want this, because I regard the Qingyang tribe as a friend.”
This little guy...
After hearing this, Amutu's eyes flashed with a smile, and he interjected: "Havatu, I saw it with my own eyes. The horse thieves who attacked our Qingyang tribe during the hunt, and the guard killed them all by himself."
As good as all of us at that time...Ten of you are no match for him."
"..." Havatu turned his head and glanced at Mi Jiang, who was expressionless. The latter glanced at him lightly, and his eyes seemed to silently reveal a message: Do you want to try it?
"But you are in my hands now..." Havatu said seriously.
"Oh?" Zhao Hongrun chuckled upon hearing this and patted Oona on the back to signal her to stand up. Immediately, he ignored the weapon on his neck, stood up under Havatu's astonished eyes, and said with a smile:
"But I don't think so... You don't dare to hand me over to the Jiejiao tribe, because I am not only the son of King Wei, but also the commander of the advance army to conquer the Jijiao tribe.
, in addition to the Dangshan army that you said is massacring the Sanchuan people, there are also 20,000 soldiers and armored Shang navy troops equipped with the latest war weapons of our great Wei Dynasty! ... If you hand over this king to Jie
Then, not only would no one be able to stop the Dangshan Army from massacring the Yi, Jie, and Yi tribes, but the 20,000 Shang Shui Army would also launch crazy revenge on the people of Sanchuan. By that time, the fertile land of Sanchuan would
The land will be completely described as a battlefield of flesh and blood...However, this is not the end."
After a pause, Zhao Hongrun raised his hand and removed the weapons from his neck. After all, the Sheo men holding swords had already looked like they had no master.
"Yes, it's not over yet!" Zhao Hongrun walked slowly to Havatu and said with a chuckle: "After this, there will be revenge from me, the Great Wei Dynasty. Do you really think that plundering and killing a prince is such a big deal?
Is hatred easily resolved? I tell you, it is absolutely impossible!... Once this king dies in Sanchuan, we, the Wei Dynasty, with nearly ten million people and hundreds of thousands of troops, will launch an endless war against Sanchuan.
!Five years? Ten years? Twenty years? No, this battle will continue until one of the parties...is exterminated!"
Perhaps because he was frightened by the words of genocide, Havatu's legs softened and he slumped back in his seat.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongrun suddenly showed a smile on his face, raised the wooden barrel cup containing goat's milk wine, poured a cup for Havato, and said with a smile: "That's why, both parties should get along well as friends."
"..." Looking at Zhao Hongrun's face several times, Havatu hesitated several times, and finally picked up the horn cup. (To be continued.)