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Chapter 2292 It’s inevitable to forget after a long time(2/2)

"This is sophistry!"

"Okay!" The old man in the middle, Po Shihe, shouted in a deep voice and stopped the argument or quarrel between the two people. "What's the point of arguing? What should we do now?"

Although the old man was older, he still had great prestige. He took control of the situation with a loud shout. He looked around, then pointed at Po Shihe's thrush pattern, "Say! If we pay Qiulin compensation,

Will Qiulin keep his word? Just let it go?"

On the side, Po Shihe Yuanchang said urgently: "Chief! This..."

"Shut up!" Chief Po Shihe glared over, "It's not time for you to speak!"

Po Shihe Thrush laughed, then shook his head and said to the others, "Look, he's anxious, he's anxious... Hehe, hahaha..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's get down to business!" The old man turned around and said, "How do you judge that the Qiulin tribe will forget it after receiving compensation? Instead of asking for one batch first, and then another batch... Hmm ?』

Po Shihe Thrush Wen was stunned for a moment: "This... Qiulin Tribe, shouldn't they be dishonest?"

"Just should?" the old man asked.

"Isn't that so?" Po Shihe Thrush said, "You always have to be reasonable? If not, we can go to Xu Bu Qi Ci and let them judge..."

The leader of Poshihe nodded slightly, "So you think...if something goes wrong, let others decide what we are going to do, and then if others are unreasonable, we will ask another person to judge...right?"

Po Shi and He Yuanchang crossed their arms and sneered.

Po Shihe Thrush was startled for a moment, then pointed at Po Shihe Yuanchang and said: "Isn't he doing the same thing? Let the Han people judge?!"

"Hahaha..." Chief Po Shihe laughed, "This is different..."

Po Shihe Thrush said eagerly: "Why is it different? The Han people are further away from us... Xubu Juci still has a good relationship with us and will definitely speak for us..."

The leader of Poshihe smiled and said, "I wonder if you have ever heard of a word called "distant friendship and close attack"... Forget it, let me explain it more clearly. Subu Juci is willing to speak for us not because they have a good relationship with us. It’s because Qiulin is also messing with them..."

"Uh..." Po Shihe Thrush Wen hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Po Shi He Yuan said..." the old leader said slowly, "The equipment of the Han people is at least three times better than ours! Have you ever seen full-body iron armor? Have you ever seen armor that even covers war horses? There are also swords... …The best swords we have here can’t even match the swords of ordinary soldiers over there!』

"Wow..."

There was an uproar in the tent, and many people looked in disbelief.

The leader of Poshihe glanced at Poshihe Yuanchang. Poshihe Yuanchang understood, waved, and asked the attendant on the side to take out a half stick-like object wrapped thinly in linen, then untied the linen, and suddenly It is a standard sword under the command of Hussar.

Not everyone present may be proficient in military affairs, but at least they still have the ability to identify whether a sword is good or bad. When everyone looks at it, they can see the scales on the sword, and then look at the blade of the sword that shines with cold light. The blood groove on the body of the knife looks like it is thirsty for blood, and I can't help but admire it...

"What if Qiulin..." The old leader looked around, "Not only do they want our people, but they also want our things... And the Han people... at most, they just want our people, and they don't look down on our things. ...How to choose? Do you need me to say anything more?』

"Wait a minute!" Po Shihe Thrush Wen still wanted to put up a desperate struggle, "What if the Han people also want our cattle, sheep and war horses?"

"Huh..." The old leader looked at Po Shihe Thrush with a retarded look, "I suddenly feel... your tribe makes you the leader... Oh, let's not talk about this for now, what do other people think?"

The rest of the people looked at each other and had no objections.

Life on the grassland is very cruel, and it is not as beautiful as some literary young people imagine. If it is not a tribe gathered in one place, but a single herdsman family, sometimes they meet strangers in the wild and they don’t know it. Is the stranger an ordinary lost person, or a murderer on the run? He happily invites someone to his home, and then meets someone like Cao Cao who turns his back on him and refuses to recognize him?

Even if the human factor is removed, nature will change its face when it says it will, underground rivers will change its course if it says it will, and the cattle and sheep communities may become rinderpest, and there is no place to treat it...

Therefore, these people in the desert respect the strong and despise the weak, which is a natural instinct. Seeing that the Han people are strong, they are more inclined to the Han people.

"So... Qiulin's side..." Someone finally asked, "How should I reply?"

"What reply do you want? Let them wait..." The old leader smiled, "Take it easy when you go back... It's best for everyone to stay close to each other and don't get scattered... Don't blame me for not reminding you first..."

When everyone saw this, they left one after another.

Although Poshihe Yuanchang also left the tent, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he tied the saddle on his horse, tied it and took it off, then took it off and put it on again...

After a while, after everyone else had basically left, the old leader slowly walked out of the tent and stood aside, "Okay, stop pretending, just leave it alone... follow me." Walk……"

The sun sets, and the sky and the earth become golden.

"How is the big man... doing after so many years?" The old leader clasped his hands behind his back and looked towards the south. The setting sun shone on his gray beard, seeming to give him a layer of gold.

"It is said that... we are also fighting..." Boshikawa Yuanchang said slowly, "However, it should be stronger than before... at least this sword..."

"Well..." The old leader nodded.

The two were silent again for a while.
Chapter completed!
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