Chapter seven hundred and fortieth round courtyard
For decades, the old patriarch has led his people to fight against local government troops and against well-equipped drug traffickers. But he has never seen an army like these soldiers who are so calm and composed in the midst of heavy siege. They are ups and downs, violent. Soldiers walking by unconcernedly on the rickety bridge
The old patriarch turned and walked through the woods towards the building with bright torches. As they walked, Wan Lin and his party carefully looked at the circular building in front of the tribe. It didn't look like a big round building. There were about a hundred low houses in the round building. There are stones of different sizes piled outside, wrapping the circular courtyard like a circular bunker.
Wan Lin nodded quietly. Only a nation that has experienced countless killings and wars would build their home like a fortress. This is a nation that should never be insulted. Respect gradually rose in his heart.
The old patriarch and the two strong men behind him took the lead to walk to the gate of the circular manor. In the darkness, a muscular leopard nearly two meters long suddenly came out of the door and walked up to the old patriarch, rubbing against the patriarch's trouser legs and then sucking hard. His nose seemed to smell something that alerted him. He suddenly turned his head, his eyes suddenly glowed with light green, and looked at Wan Lin and the action team members behind him.
The team members were shocked when they saw such a big leopard suddenly jumping out. Wan Lin stopped and watched the huge leopard carefully. He saw that it had a tall body, elegant lines, and agile movements. Its two ring eyes were fluorescent in the dark. The coat is brightly colored apricot, and the body is covered with black spots in an oval shape, like plum blossoms dotted on the body. It looks like ancient copper coins, and looks fierce and agile.
"Leopard" Wan Lin recognized this rare beast in the mountains and forests at a glance. This ferocious animal can occasionally be seen in the mountains of his hometown. He quickly turned back and glanced at Xiao Yahe who was holding two leopards. Lingling
In order to prevent the two leopards from causing trouble, Xiaoya and Lingling had already held Xiaohua and Xiaobai in their arms. At this time, when they saw the huge leopard looking this way, their eyes suddenly flashed with one red, one basket, two rays of light. With one kick of his hind legs, he would jump out of the arms of Xiaoya and the others.
Xiaoya and Lingling hugged them tightly, stretched out their hands and pressed their heads into their arms. The huge leopard next to the patriarch suddenly saw the flashing red and blue beams, and shook violently. His waist immediately tensed up, looking nervous.
The old patriarch felt the changes in the leopard. He looked down in surprise at the leopard, which was on full alert. He then turned to look at Wan Lin and the action team members behind him. Seeing that they all lowered their muzzles and there was nothing unusual, he bent down and touched the leopard. Head up and walk towards the courtyard
The ferocious leopard watched its owner walk towards the courtyard. He looked around once more. When he didn't see those two dazzling lights again, he raised his eyes and stared fiercely at the unfamiliar action team members in front of him. Then he turned around and followed the clan leader towards the courtyard.
Wan Lin felt nervous and relaxed immediately when he saw the leopard leaving. He was really worried that his little leopard would jump out and take care of the big leopard. At that time, he didn't know what kind of trouble would happen. It depends on the owner to fight a dog, let alone take care of a threatening one. A fierce leopard
He looked up at the spacious courtyard gate and saw two huge leopard heads carved on the walls on both sides of the gate, which were exactly the same as the leopard heads tattooed on Abu's right arm.
It seems that this tribe really worships the agility and ferocity of leopards in their lives. This leopard spirit has also penetrated into the spirit of all scimitar men. Their every move shows the agility and ferocity of leopards at all times. Even the patriarch is accompanied by a leopard. brave leopard
Wan Lin raised his feet and walked towards the courtyard. The action team members followed suit and walked in. There were hundreds of houses built on the edge of the circular courtyard. Dozens of torches were lit on the pillars in front of the house. The blazing fire illuminated the transparent courtyard. The ground in the middle is paved with stones. In the heavy rain just now, there was no water in the yard.
After entering the courtyard, the members of the action team immediately stood up in groups and rushed down, holding guns with both hands and muzzles, facing all directions of the courtyard. Everyone looked at the surroundings with expressionless eyes and vigilantly, forming a horn-like posture towards each other.
There are seven Taishi chairs outside the room opposite the courtyard gate. One chair in the middle is covered with a piece of tiger skin. It is obviously the special seat of the clan leader. Behind the other six chairs stands an elder, who is probably a tribal elder.
On the steps of the round house are nearly a hundred strong indigenous men carrying automatic rifles and scimitars. There are burning torches on the round pillars. The scimitars in the hands of the scimitar warriors are shining in the light of the fire. dazzling cold light
The more than a hundred scimitar warriors who escorted the action team in were also scattered around, either holding scimitars in their hands or holding automatic rifles, all nervously pointing at the action team members.
The patriarch walked to the tiger-skin chair, stopped, waved to a few old men, turned around, and sat on the chair. The huge leopard immediately walked up to the patriarch, turned around, and looked at Wan Lin and his group warily. There was still no red and blue light that flashed just now, so he relaxed and lay down in front of the old patriarch. The green light in his eyes stared coldly at the group of uninvited guests in front of him.
Several old men were sitting on the chairs, each with a cold expression on their face. Their two big hands with exposed veins were holding on to the armrests on both sides of the Grand Master's chair as steadily as a rock. The vicissitudes of their faces were engraved with the marks left by the years. There are deep scars on the faces of the two elders, showing that they are a group of fighters who have experienced blood, rain, and wind.
Wan Lin and his guide Lao Liu stood quietly in front of the clan leader and the others. Abu stood six to one side behind Wan Lin, and Feng Dao and Hong Tao stood six or seven meters away. Behind them, various fighting groups were scattered, facing each other in different directions.
The old patriarch turned his head and said something to a few old men. As he spoke, he raised his fingers and pointed at Abu, who seemed to be explaining the relationship between Abu and this group of people. The old men whispered something and seemed to be discussing how to deal with the situation in front of them. group of people
The clan leader discussed with several elders of the clan for a while, then turned around and stared at Wan Lin and said in the local language: "Order your men to put down their weapons." Abu's face changed and he quickly translated for Wan Lin.
Wan Lin's eyes immediately shone when he heard this, and he stared at the old patriarch and said, "We are soldiers. A true soldier will never put down his weapons. I hope you can understand." Abu translated Wan Lin's words word for word.
"Pa" the clan leader's eyes flashed, he slapped the armrest and stood up, "Swipe" the clansmen around him immediately raised their weapons. At the same time, the action team's low-hanging muzzles suddenly raised and aimed at the black holes. around