Lord of all tribes

Chapter 228
"The Great Elder came from afar and didn't know why?" The clichéd opening method is also the most idiomatic and effective.

Elder Roald took a few steps forward on four legs, "I heard that the lord has detained a group of people from my centaur tribe."

Elder Roald suddenly withdrew the smile on his face and became cold.

"Oh? Is that so?" Luo Lin sneered, "Not only are they members of the centaur tribe, but they seem to be soldiers of the centaur tribe!"

Luo Lin's voice was cold, imperceptibly filled with terrifying magic power.

It is true that the three hundred centaur archers in Luo Lin's custody belonged to the centaur tribe, but Luo Lin captured them through war.

According to the inherent and customary rules, the captured party will lose all rights, unless someone is willing to spend a lot of money to redeem you, otherwise you will be a lifelong slave of the person who captured you.

"Ahem.. Lord of the human race, it's like this. My centaur has always loved peace. The reason why I attacked the territory of the human race with those rough orcs last time was because of coercion. Please be sure to Understand our difficulties."

Roald, the great elder of the centaur tribe, also seemed to feel that his reason was a little unreasonable, and then said: "We can redeem the tribe according to the rules, please allow it."

"Oh, then what can you bring me?" Luo Lin said with a half-smile.

"You must know the bows and arrows of our centaur tribe. As long as you can release my tribe, five hundred longbows made by the centaur tribe will be presented, and there is also the friendship of my centaur tribe!" Luo Er De said swear.

"Hehe. Can the longbow made by the centaur be comparable to the longbow made by the dwarves? If you say yes, I will promise you."

A smirk appeared on the corner of Luo Lin's mouth, waiting for the elder's reply.

"Well, the dwarves' craftsmanship in forging is naturally incomparable to us, but the bows and arrows made by our centaur can definitely be called the most perfect except for the dwarves." Roald showed pride on his face. look.

"Oh, do you also think it's not as good as dwarves' craftsmanship? Then why do I still accept your longbow?" Luo Lin asked back.

"Although our bows and arrows can't be compared with the masters of the dwarves, they are definitely considered treasures in your human race!" Roald was impatient, he felt that Luo Lin was making trouble for no reason.

"But what I have are bows and arrows made by the dwarves, what should I do?" Luo Lin reclined slightly on the back seat, looking very comfortable.

"Impossible! The product of the dwarves is so good! It's a blessing to have a treasure, so why talk about 'there are plenty'!" Roald strongly retorted.

"Hehe. Take out all the bows and arrows in your hands and let the great elder distinguish between real and fake." Luo Lin casually greeted a few soldiers who were on duty outside the door.

Roald, the elder of the centaur tribe, was full of disdain, trotting on four legs, ready to take a casual look, and then taunt this ignorant human lord to his heart's content.

Can the longbow produced by the dwarves be bought with gold coins casually?If nothing else, let's find the traces of the dwarves first!Anyway, Roald has never seen a dwarf when he is so big.
"This. This is not true."

Originally, he planned to glance at it casually, but when he saw the exquisite workmanship of the longbow in front of him, and the perfect connection between the bowstring and the bow body, Elder Roald was completely stunned. He was shocked and took out the bows and arrows taken out by several guards They read it carefully several times, and finally drooped their heads and remained silent.

"Although I don't need the longbow of the centaur, I cherish the friendship with you all the more!"

Looking at the dejected Roald, Rowling spoke again.

"What do you mean by that?"

Roald suddenly regained his energy. He wanted to pretend to be a wave, but now he was slapped in the face. The burning pain on his face made Roald need something to divert his attention.

"I want to hire your centaur archers and let them fight for me!" Luo Lin stood up and said seriously.

"It's impossible!" Roald, the elder of the centaur tribe jumped up immediately, "We centaur tribe loves peace, we hate war, we..."

"There is nothing impossible in this world. For example, didn't you think it was impossible for me to have so many longbows made by dwarves?"

"So, does the so-called peace really exist?" Rollin stepped off the high platform and walked towards Roald, "I hate war, and avoiding war will only make you weaker, how will you know the next time the orc Will you not coerce and coerce you to attack the territory of the human race again?"

"What does your group need, tell me, I will try my best to satisfy you, even if it is a bow and arrow made by the dwarves, as long as you ask, you can find everything!"

Luo Lin said this with confidence. After all, there is a blacksmith shop run by the dwarves in the territory, and there are fifty young and strong dwarves serving him. A few bows and arrows made by the dwarves are not a problem.

"I..." Elder Roald's face changed slightly, and Rowling's words reached his heart. Peace cannot be obtained by cowardly. Moreover, every year in the territory, people are starving due to lack of food. A large number of tribesmen were frozen to death, otherwise they would not have followed the half-orc tribe to attack the territory of the human race last year at the risk of being hated by the human race.

"I need to go back and discuss with our king." In the end, Elder Roald did not choose to refuse directly, but gave this ambiguous answer.

"Of course, honorable Elder Roald, believe me, cooperating with me will only make your centaur race more brilliant, and it is not in line with your centaur nature to live in the gloomy and gloomy forest of death. It should belong to the battlefield, you should live on the flat grassland, let the wind of freedom envelope you!"

Roald left, with a full face of solemnity. When he left, he took the hundred powerful bows and arrows made by the dwarves that Roald gave him as a gift, and ten jars of Dukang wine filled in porcelain jars.

Although centaurs do not love fine wine like dwarves, there are not many creatures that are immune to this kind of mellow and refreshing thing, just like the noble elder Roald of the centaur, the expression in his eyes The color of obsession cannot be imitated casually.

Relatively speaking, the conversation with this Elder Roald was very harmonious and pleasant. Rorin had achieved his initial goal. At least, the centaurs had put down their guard against him and began to gradually accept him. , This is the beginning of the blending of the two races.

(End of this chapter)