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Chapter One Thousand Two Hundred and Thirty-Six: Deceive Uncle Feather and then make a sneak attack!

"What? Set fire to the food?! How dare you! How dare you scare you, Mr. Feather... Damn it! It's really burning?!...Stop it, stop it first! Blow the conch horn!..."

"Didi! Woo!..."

The piercing sound of the conch horn resounded through the battlefield. The feathered warriors who were about to climb up to attack the city paused, looked back in confusion, and saw the waving retreat flag. Soon, these experienced warriors obeyed the order and retreated from behind.

The two sides withdrew. The Ding Zhuang of the Zabu who attacked the stronghold from the front was furious. He suffered another round of feather arrows and spear stabs, leaving more than a dozen corpses behind, and then retreated in a rout, almost impulsive.

The formation of the Feather Guards.

Feather Peng Guali jumped to his feet and shouted, he personally carried a spear, knocked down two defeated soldiers, and led hundreds of warriors to collect the retreating troops. After finishing this, he menacingly, in front of several large shields

Under the protection of the warriors, he walked a few steps forward, looked at the young priest at the top of the city, and cursed.

"Damn it, where did the little priest of the kingdom come from who dared to threaten to set fire? He didn't even have hair, and he just screamed like a crow and called you Mr. Feather?!..."

"Blessed by our ancestors, Uncle Feather Pengguali! Are you almost fifty this year? You are a figure of my grandfather's generation. My grandfather often mentions you and praises your appearance and demeanor!... Come closer and let me see..."

"You're so close! You cunning little brat, are you trying to trick your uncle into getting closer and then shoot him to death with one arrow? Let me tell you, when your uncle was playing this trick, you weren't even born yet!..."

"..."

On the wall of the village, the little crow Sitwewe squinted his eyes and looked carefully at the clan leader who appeared. The clan leader was very cautious and only exposed half of his head outside the shield, revealing a messy bird's nest-like hair and a vague

Half a face. He looked at it carefully for a while, and his face showed doubts. Is this foul-mouthed, unkempt old man really the famous Feather? Is it really the man with a dignified appearance who likes to wear a feather crown most, as his grandfather said?

A feathered prince with the appearance of an god?…

The little crow looked at it for a long time, still unsure of what to pay attention to. He looked not far behind him, and the two sharpshooters shook their heads, indicating that the other was too cautious, and they were too far away, so there was no guarantee of a hit. The little crow pondered.

After a while, he continued shouting to the bottom of the village wall.

"Witness the ancestors! I greet you, you are really Grandpa Feather! My little crow is here today. Our ancestors are all from the same family. Calling you Grandpa... That is also the proper etiquette. It is nothing at all!..."

"...What ancestral family? Who is your grandson?...Huh? Little Crow? Crow family?...Who are you from Old Crow Sitley?!..."

"Uncle Feather, I am the grandson of Old Crow Sitley, Sitwaywe! Grandpa told me that the Feather family in the north and the Crow family in the south were the same family two hundred years ago!..."

"What? Are you the grandson of Old Crow?!..."

Hearing this answer in Prepecha's native accent, Feather Pengguali was stunned, and the expression on his face also changed a little. A feather from the north and a crow from the south both have birds as their clan, and indeed they both come from two hundred

When Tarasco was founded many years ago, the Bird tribe among the various wilderness tribes that traveled south! The ancestors of both sides are really the same tribe!

More than ten years ago, he met Old Crow Sitley, discussed relatives with him, and traded goods from various fiefdoms. He was a true old acquaintance of the kingdom...

"Ha?! Little Crow, are you really the grandson of Old Crow? Didn't you, the southern nobles of the kingdom, fail to assassinate His Highness Mexica who went south and were killed by the other party's sacrifice?...How come you are here, here?

The northwest coast at the end of the world?!…”

"Uncle Feather, please come closer and shout louder. I can't hear you clearly! ...Ah! Those who were sacrificed were comfrey, palms, etc. who did not know the general trend and rebelled against His Majesty's family. But we crows obeyed Your Majesty and moved to the big river.

On the north shore, while assimilating the Otomi people, they slowly took root... In recent years, the kingdom has been running the northern continent, which is a rare opportunity for each family to get ahead! After I graduated from Shenwei University, I followed my grandfather's arrangement and went north.

Come here and preside over the academic affairs of this place! My brother Xi Feng is also in the north, and many young descendants of other families are also in the north..."

As the little crow Sitwewe spoke, his voice gradually lowered and he drew Feather closer. From time to time, he glanced slightly to see the two ambushing marksmen. The marksmen held their breaths and hid their bows, staring intently.

He looked at the approaching Feather Prince. However, Feather Prince seemed to be aware of it and stopped abruptly. He stood behind two shields and shouted at the wall again.

"Three Gods witness! You little crow, don't talk nonsense with me! It's better to let your grandfather come...Hurry up and open the door for me to surrender!"

"Uncle Feather, I'm afraid it's not easy for you to see my grandfather! He has already gone to the Kingdom of God, just over a year ago, in the fiefdom north of the Leman River!..."

"What? Old Crow is dead?! He is gone now?..."

Hearing the bad news about his old friend, Feather Pengguali was stunned again, with inexplicable sadness in his heart. In the past ten years, the old nobles of Prepecha, Sky, Silver, Crocodile, Lithospermum, Palm

, the crows...are almost dead. Only one of his feathers is still alive and kicking, being chased like a crow in a mourning nest, running around without a home...

"Old ancestors! What an unpredictable fate!... Little Crow, I brought my clan here. I never thought I would meet the old people of Prepecha... Forget it! Your grandfather is dead, and neither am I.

I’m talking nonsense to you... For the sake of the same ancestor, as long as you lead people to surrender, I promise not to kill you and treat you as my own grandson!"

"...Ancestor's witness! Uncle Feather, I can't surrender to you! The kingdom's laws are very strict. If I surrender you, our Crow family's fiefdom in the kingdom will be completely gone!...You have been wandering around for so many years, and you have come here.

This northern continent can be regarded as avoiding the fighting between tribes on the plateau... How about this! You bring your clan and surrender to the kingdom, and I promise to provide for you and serve you like my own grandfather!..."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "What?! You asked me to surrender to you! Little Crow, take a good look, who is holding the war stick to whom now?"

On the neck?!...Stop talking nonsense, if you don’t surrender, I will break the stronghold and leave no one alive!..."

"Uncle Feather, you put a war stick on my neck. But the Kingdom also put a war stick on your neck! You can't keep running away, and the tribes in the north don't have much food.

It’s not that easy to snatch... Witness the ancestors! I really can’t surrender! If you force me again, I can only set a fire and turn it into ashes along with the grain in the village... Uncle, I won’t lie to you! Except for Xihe Port

, there are dozens of small tribes with hundreds of people in the surrounding two hundred miles... You can't find another place where you can get food for thousands of people!... And if you make up your mind to surrender to the kingdom, then this northern land

It is so vast that it is common to split the earth and enfeoff the land. We have even enfeoffed a group of remnants of the Tlaxcala people before!... As long as you surrender, I will immediately send a batch of food out to feed the Feather Clan!

…”

"Huh? What a mess! What did you say, little crow?...The Northland is so vast? Isn't this the end of the world?...Ah! Is there a continent and tribes further north?..."

"The Lord God has witnessed! Yes, so that I can let you know... My brother Xi Feng is located in Huwan Port, seven thousand miles away in the north! And twenty thousand miles away in the north, all the way to the white ice and snow country, there are coastal strongholds of the kingdom, and we all have our general

The priests and warriors of the Lepecha people went to preach and assimilate to countless Jiao people tribes and rebuild the great Jiao people! ... As for the leader of the next kingdom stronghold eight or nine hundred miles to the north, he was the eldest grandson of the crocodile marshal Ospai.

, the little crocodile Osweiwe!…”

"Ah! Twenty thousand miles north, such a vast northern continent?!...What, Western Bee is in the north, and the grandson of the old crocodile is not far to the north?..."

Hearing this unheard of vast world, Feather Pengguari couldn't help but open his eyes wide, with shock and imagination on his face. He couldn't help but pop his head, look at the young priest on the wall, and asked loudly.

"Little Crow, are you telling the truth? Are there really any remnants of Tlaxcala who were enfeoffed in the North by the kingdom?..."

"Witness the Lord God! It's true, you are my uncle, I will never lie to you!... Shoot!!..."

"Ah You!!…"

The two sharpshooters stood up suddenly, revealing the big bows in their hands, and then quickly released two bronze feather arrows! The arrows flew towards them, with a trembling sound of death, like birds returning to their nests, and flew eighty paces.

The "Bird's Nest" was exposed. But when the arrows whizzed towards him and he felt the breath of approaching death, Feather Pengguali was immediately frightened, his knees weakened, and he let out a cry of terror.

"Damn it! Another sneak attack!..."


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