Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Early the next morning, the slaves respectfully presented the dry food and water bags that had been prepared. Under the leadership of Abhus, Christina took Painhus and her sister on a journey south.

"I have to say something in advance." A cynical chief withered bones, who rarely became serious, said very seriously. "Pale horse, your golden crown—is it the one made by Cyrus the Great?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Painhurs put the crown on the water basin. Speaking without looking back.

"For the sake of everyone grazing happily and looting for half a month, listen to my advice: find a piece of cloth to cover it. This thing is too hot for you." Abhuos shook his head.

"Others may not know, but it was once a member of the nobles of the kingdom. You can recognize it at a glance—that golden crown was once used by Tomiris as the supreme crown to rule the people of the clans. It is passed on between the kings of the past! The descendants of God's choice Always looking for it. Enhance the legitimacy of your own rule. If you are seen by her, the things you are looking for will be put on your head. The Archdruid will definitely take this golden crown at any cost."

"So, if you don't want to present this magical wonder with a strong historical and cultural atmosphere to Chief Jinlu, then quickly find a piece of cloth to cover it."

"I'm very curious. You once said with a fanatical look that you came on behalf of the descendants of God's choice. Now, you don't want her to get the treasure she dreams of—friends, where are you standing."

After listening to Chief Withered Bones' explanation, Pain Hess squinted his eyes, and his pupils were pitch-black like an abyss, staring at the opponent's face, which was more delicate than a girl.

"intermediate."

Abhors patted Painhurs on the shoulder and said sincerely. "Our family used to preside over the sacrificial activities of the kingdom. At the desperate moment of Eategassam's collapse, the ancestors used their lives as a price in exchange for a prophecy: A pale horse will wear a crown of gold and lead the people to rise again-God The hair color of the selected descendant is exactly the same as yours. I thought she was the prophet, so I decided to follow her."

"But—your coat is also white! And you wore a golden crown before her... How do you say, I don’t want to provoke anyone, and I won’t help anyone, and I don’t want to see that it is already torn apart. The people of the people and the Ma tribes are in conflict again-the dead bone sacrifices are only loyal to our gods. They will never participate in the internal struggle for political rights."

Painhurs looked at him for a while, and finally nodded, and found a white ribbon wrapped around his forehead. Covered the golden crown.

Then, he picked up a white wolf skin attached to his skull and gently draped it on the top of his head. The upward bulging white bones perfectly covered the nine crowns of the witchcraft crown. The slender wolf kiss stretches forward like the brim of a hat.

"Let's go, my friend. Although I am not interested in ruling the centaur kingdom, I wear this crown very comfortable, and I don't have any thoughts of transferring it."

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I don't know how long they have been walking, the four chiefs of Withered Bones and the patrolling scout led by Jinlu came to their camp. The top of a stick made of pure gold was tied with brown leather. Use some kind of light yellow paint on it to form a crown with nine spikes—that's the golden crown that I wear on my head! Snatch and fight all the way from Cyrus the Great, Tomiris King East Gothic, and goblins. The witchcraft crown thirsting for countless blood!

Painhurs tidyed up the wolf hat with a guilty conscience to make sure that the golden crown was tightly covered. The compatriots of the Jinlu clan seem to be very good at making gold jewelry. All horses and horses wear a certain amount of gold jewelry. There are very intricate patterns carved on it-it seems that the carvings on the gold coins of Bisudrus are all delicate and beautiful.

At this time, a wealthy nomad head arrogantly walked past the four of them. He wore gold ornaments all over his body. The gold jewellery on his wrists, neck, earlobes, lower lip, and fingers swayed from side to side with his advancing steps, and lightly bumped together, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

The golden-footed centaur looked at the four foreign horses and horses contemptuously, and muttered softly: "Anyone can be a chief these days. Look at their poor looks, they can't even wear a little gold jewelry. This look doesn't look like it. Our people are more like lowly slaves."

"Only luxurious and decadent nobles can be proud of wearing gold jewelry. For real warriors, gray iron is the most beautiful color in the world." Christina, who was irritated, immediately sneered. "What age is it, do you still maintain this old view?"

"you!"

The head of the nomad wearing gold jewellery all over, clenched the hilt of the knife around his waist in anger, his eyes flickered twice. In the end, I didn't dare to do it.

Damn it, they are two chiefs! Let's not say whether you can fight before, attacking the chief is itself a capital crime.

"Ah, Abhuos, you are back. Then, these few people in front of you are the leaders of the Bloodfury clan?"

Suddenly, a sweet and greasy voice came slowly from the big tent, and a horse and horse that was more dazzling than the sun slowly walked into the sight of everyone.

The whole body of the descendant of God’s choice was covered by a solid wooden armor painted in gold, only four black horseshoes and a pair of well-worn horses were exposed.

The vicissitudes of silver eyes. Numerous flexible, tender green vines, in the inner layer of the dazzling wooden armor like the sun, are woven like a chain mail, and woven into a dense, dense blue net. Covers the joints that cannot be covered by the wooden armor.

Two slender and lush tree branches stretched out on both sides of her head, and along with countless green vines clinging to them, they turned into two huge, hideous antlers.

"The chieftain of the withered bone clan and the high priest of the kingdom, Abhuos, brought you back the bloodrage clan, the brave and warrior and respected chieftain! Under the gaze of the **** of nature and unity, everyone will unite once again to rebuild our kingdom. ."

"Our people are really declining."

The chieftain, who was covered in gold and green, was exceptionally luxurious and beautiful, ignoring Abhuos' etiquette. Arrogantly walked in front of the three of them, and contemptuously beat and forgive the rouge horse that was like a lioness and was full of wild beauty.

"Anna's daughter, you can't even inherit her druid career. In the past, only female druids could become leaders. Look now, men, barbarians, all have become chiefs of the clan-really Sad." The descendants of God's Choice sighed slightly under the dissatisfied gaze of the three.

"Honorable Queen." Christina frowned, and also raised her smooth and delicate chin arrogantly. "I admit that I have no talent for casting spells. However, my strength is not lost to any caster! I can still use my shoulders to re-take the burden of leading the entire clan from the shoulders of my mother!"

Listening to this kind of words that seriously challenged traditions, the Jinlu clan composed of the nobles of the Old Kingdom became furious. However, the descendants of God's Choice only stretched out a slender finger wrapped in tiny vines, and raised them. An invisible coercion that was as terrifying as the sky and the smashing waves instantly stunned all the people present! One by one, sweating in the chief's anger, he knelt down in a hurry.

"Well said, it's Anna's daughter."

Seeing the rouge horse standing proudly in his deterrence, Chief Jinlu nodded in admiration, and the contemptuous element in his tone suddenly became much less. "You said that you can use brute force to be competent for the position of chief, then please prove it to me. I will send an archdruid with you..."

"Proof? Why? You are a chief, and I am also a chief!! Don't talk to me in such a superior tone." Christina interrupted the other party's words without fear, like a ruby-like bright and gorgeous red pair Hitomi, staring at the silver eyes of Chief Golden Foot, a terrifying to the extreme killing aura, rising from her graceful and moving body!

The **** murderous aura that was so strong that it almost turned into liquid filled every inch of nearby space. In terms of aura, it didn't lose a penny to the opponent!

"Why is every chief so rebellious?"

The descendants of God’s Choice sighed sadly in their hearts. All the chiefs, except for Abhuos, who was like a grassy wall, showed great dissatisfaction and resistance to her temptation, and the leaders of the people who had a deep knowledge of rights. , No one is willing to succumb to others!

It seems that his plan to unify his tribe and rebuild the kingdom will take an extremely long time.

"Ha! Worthy of being the heroic chief who broke through the human fortress! Sorry, I tried a little bit. I, the chief of the Jinlu clan, the daughter of prophecy, and the descendant of God Tolia, welcome you to join the new kingdom that I have formed." Very frustrated. But the Archdruid still showed a very proud look.

"Let’s put it this way, after countless sleepless nights, I set up a new regime. Thirteen chiefs, everyone is a king! But every order among us has to go through Thirteen chiefs voted. As you said, every chief is equal. There is no distinction between high and low. Do you accept this proposal? Anna's daughter, Christina?"

"God's parliamentary government?!" Peinhes raised his eyebrows in surprise. Secretly looked at the chief golden shoe in front of him. This monster of slave society can actually think of this step?

Christina was not as familiar with Parliament as the pale white horse. She wondered in amazement about this brand new system that she had never heard of before, and after thinking hard, she readily agreed.

"Under the gaze of the **** of nature and community. I, Anna's daughter: Christina, announce that the Bloodfury clan will return to Eatgassam."