Chapter One Thousand Two Hundred and Six What a big boy, now he wants to be a big daddy!
Looking back on the fleeting years, the destiny of life is indeed as unpredictable as the river, and I don’t know where it is going. Thinking of the long river in the past, the poet Parramo looked up at the deep blue sky with a gloomy expression, as if he wanted to listen to the enlightenment of the "red sky".
However, the red divine sky is an ancient belief in the wilderness, so how can it guide him, a Mexican who has returned to dog descent?
"The highest sun, the red sky! The big tree looked up to the sun, looked up to the sky, trapped on the high green hills. He watched the monkeys running, the four-pawed turkeys fluttering, and the black wolves killing towards the east, and
The condor soared in the sky! What was he thinking at that time? Did he have any complaints?…No, he didn’t!…”
"Even if he is trapped in the northern border, he can still settle down and guard the one-third acre of Qingqiu. Because His Highness is still in the kingdom, and the big tree still has hope! And the county governors, granted nobles, and tribes in various places
Even the chiefs dare not have any thoughts beyond what they should have!…”
The poet Baramo lowered his eyes and recalled the years of guarding Qingqiu. He sat in the northern Xinjiang bitterly, transporting the captain in front of the kingdom's canine flag regiment. However, several other regiment commanders in the south were expanded.
Each one is faster than the other, and each one controls a larger territory than the other!
The veteran Etalik controlled Zicao County, expanded along the Talsas River, and also conquered the sea girl city on the southeast coast. But this man was a warrior from the family of His Highness's Holy City. He was older and more senior, not Bara.
There is no comparison. The commander of the Orlos Army in Gyeonggi, and the Marshal Bertard who is sitting on the seaside are even more so! Paramo has only respect for these two people. As for the Black Wolf's eastward expedition to Totonac, although he is extremely envious
, but also admired the black wolf's bravery, even a little afraid...
It wasn't until the monkey Kuruka was entrusted with the Chapala Lake and controlled nearly 600 miles from east to west, and it was still the fertile plateau beside the lake, that for the first time he gave Páramo strong jealousy! Yes, he was jealous of the monkey!
A samurai who was born as an ordinary commoner like him, could actually reach this point under His Highness's attention! But with Monkey's solid military exploits and low-key personality, even if it makes people jealous, he can't find too many faults...
"Witness the Lord God! The monkey's qualifications are about the same as mine. He can fight and flatter His Highness, so that's it! But that Prepecha general from Ezpan, why does he surpass me? Why does he control the southwest of the kingdom and control the most important things?
The prosperous 300-mile Apa Plain governs more than 300,000 tribesmen, and even conquered all the way to the southwest coast?!..."
Thinking of this, the poet Baramo gritted his teeth and couldn't help showing anger on his face. But with his anger, the poet's appearance disappeared without a trace, leaving only a canine chief who had been fighting for many years.
The next cunning and sharp wild wolf!
"Your Highness, Your Highness! You should not have gone to the capital city in the lake, you should not have thrown yourself into the prison of the God King! By leaving, you have released the rope around my neck and given me full autonomy... I am like
The boat, which had lost its ballast and silver stone, was pushed by the turbulent river. It could no longer suppress the ambition in its heart, let alone the canine-headed people around me!..."
"Your Highness, although I am still loyal to you, I am pushed more and more by the canine descendants around me and I can't help myself! Although Qingqiu is good, it is the fiefdom you arranged for me, but it is also a prison with a small tree.
.How can such a prison support the hundreds of thousands of miserable canine tribes?...These wilderness tribes traveled thousands of miles south and were willing to trust my name as great chief and follow me! How could I bear it?
Send them to the south, hand them over to the hands of monkeys or Ezpin, and serve as vanguards and cannon fodder in the battle?!"
"Witness the Lord! With no way to go on three sides, I can only take them and fight all the way to the east! This is also the order you left for Qingqiu, Your Highness. Expand to Otter City and control the upper and lower rivers... In the past few years, Qingqiu has
Secretly supporting the Red Crow, they crippled the Huastec alliance and plundered tens of thousands of Dingkou. But now the Red Crow has moved north and the Huastec people have fled south, and the large Huastec land in the east has finally been vacated.
!…”
"These warm and humid lands are much better than the sandy land in the wilderness! All the tribes of the Dogs want to move eastward, leave the endless Gobi wasteland, and settle in richer places... Then my boat on the river
The small boat can only float here along the current of the tribe!"
"Today, I came here from the Qingqiu Valley and came to the middle section of the Tampeng River. I took a fancy to this fertile land!... In the future, this will become the new administrative seat of Qingqiu and the Qingqiu University.
The future core of the tribe! And I, the great chief of Baramo of Qingqiu, will settle the wilderness tribes here and build a new city with my own hands!"
"Blessed by the Lord God! The two hundred thousand Qingqiu tribes will use this new city as the core to further seek to advance eastward and control the six to seven hundred miles up and down the river! Even the silver crow in the southeast and the red crow in the northeast
Crows are also prey that can be planned and waited patiently!…”
Thinking of this, Chief Parramo narrowed his eyes, and a particularly majestic ambition floated in his mind, imagining the real, powerful Chief Parramo who was better than the monkey! Until...
"Gah... croak! croak!..."
Big-billed crows circled in the blue sky, lowering themselves closer from time to time, greedily watching the two-legged beasts. Their noisy cries interrupted Parramo's longing and longing, causing him to instantly look sharply, revealing his canine origin.
The great chief's murderous intent.
"Damn it! These damn crows have disturbed my communication with the gods... My warriors who are good at shooting, who can lift the bow for me and shoot down these two prey?!..."
"I!"
"Brother-in-law, I'm coming!"
"Dad, look at me!..."
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Following the words of Chief Paramo, dozens of canine hunters around them who were good at shooting all took off the big bows on their backs and mounted bone arrows with their own marks. Then, there was a series of sharp air-piercing shots.
The sound brings the roar of death.
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Arrows were fired, and the crows screamed instantly. Two large crows were hit by arrows and fell, and the remaining crows fled in all directions. They finally knew that these were a group of bipedal beasts that could spit flying thorns, and they were the most dangerous crow hunters.
!
"Bang! Bang!..."
Two heavy falling sounds were heard, and the archery hunters rushed forward to see the arrows on the two crows. Then, there were sighs of disappointment from everyone, and cheers from the two sharpshooters.
"Aha! Daddy, I, Ba Shenyu, shot down the white-necked crow!..."
"The ancestors are alive! I, the Red Fox tribe Iwekan, shot down the red-headed crow!..."
"Haha! Good! I can shoot at the circling crow from such a distance. I am really the marksman of Paramo!..."
Hearing this, Chief Paramo laughed boldly and strode forward. He first looked at the marksman from Guamar, his cheap son, Ba Shenyu.
"Shenyu! You are indeed my eldest son! This shooting skill of shooting down flying crows is enough to dominate all the tribes in Guamar! ... Well, what reward do you want? Just ask for it! ..."
"Ah! Daddy! I think..."
The eldest son, Ba Shenyu, is only seventeen or eighteen years old. His face is painted with the blue divine pattern of the Guamar people, and his arms are extra slender. His mother is a noblewoman of the Guamar tribe, who controls thousands of tribes. Last year
Then he defected to the Qingqiu tribe. Later, he was favored by Paramo and married as his twenty-fourth wife. But his father was unfortunately killed in a raid by the Guamar tribe who was vassal of the monkey chief at the beginning of last year.
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Yes, as the monkey Kuruka was granted the title of Great Lakes Festival, completely controlled the Chapala Lake area, and began to focus on farming and management. The great monkey chief became increasingly intolerant of his former allies. In the wilderness north of the Great Lakes,
These are the tribes of Guamar who love to plunder.
Of course, Monkey has always been prudent and acted after making plans. The method he adopted was not to directly use force and send troops northward to chase and wipe out these sharp and fierce canine tribes... but to send priests to preach while creating inter-tribal conflicts.
Hunting grounds, conflicts between goods and beliefs. Then, they use weapons, salt and cloth to divide the tribes, buy young men and women captured in tribal wars at high prices, and instigate internal fighting among the Guamar tribes!
In the past two years, the fighting among the various tribes of Guamar has become more and more fierce, and a large number of small tribes have quickly perished. More and more Guamar tribes have become vassals of the monkey chief, and have even dispersed and been incorporated into the Great Lakes
County's Guamar flag.
In this chaotic situation, many Guamar tribes were aware of the danger and made different choices. They either went south, formally surrendered to the Monkey Chief, and accepted the formation of the flag team. Those who made this choice were usually
Small tribes, or tribes that have good relations with the great monkey chief...or go west, escape into the depths of the wilderness, and compete with other canine descendants for hunting grounds. And only the most powerful large tribes can take this path.
, have enough confidence and qualifications... As for the last option, it is to move to the east, join the Qingqiu tribe with many dog descendants, and join the equally powerful Qingqiu tribe! Compared with going south to join the flag team, joining the Qingqiu tribe
The Qiu tribe can maintain greater tribal power, but it only needs to marry the chief of Paramo...
"Shenyu, have you decided what you want?"
"Big daddy! I want a good-looking woman! It's best to have a teenage boy, a good-looking woman who can make me a big daddy right now!..."
The eldest son Ba Shenyu thought for a moment, then widened his eyes and shouted out his ambition to become a father. Meanwhile, many chiefs around looked at each other, and then burst into laughter.
"Haha! Ba Shenyu has such a big ambition, he wants to be a big daddy now!..."
"When you are seventeen or eighteen, you are indeed at the age to want a woman! But having a teenage son is too impatient..."
"Ha! What do you know? Anyone who has a son must be a noble daughter of the tribe and has control over the tribe. And in a few years the son will be able to marry a wife and connect with a group of tribesmen... This child is thinking deeply.
Miles!"
"Haha! You think everyone is like you, as smart as an old fox!..."
"Ahem! What are you talking about? The red fox Otuwa is still here!..."
The chiefs were talking a lot, and the eyes of Chief Paramo flashed, but he looked at the red fox Otuwa next to him. He stretched out his hand with a smile, patted Otuwa's shoulder affectionately, and suddenly asked.
"Red Fox, you seem to have a sister who is in her twenties and her husband is dead, right? She happens to be good-looking, and she also has a nine-year-old boy... Is it a good boy that you promised me?..."