Chapter 47

Sopeo's smile gradually faded, and a serious expression appeared on his face as he said in a deep voice, "Nephew, the wilderness is perilous, and this mission will be quite challenging. Even with your strength, you must not be careless. Is there anything else you need me to prepare for you? Just let me know."

Tiemita paused, pondered for a moment, and slowly nodded, "Uncle, in the wilderness, we won't understand the language. I urgently need a skilled hunter who knows the barbarian language to accompany us. Otherwise, even if we capture a prisoner, we won't be able to interrogate them. I plan to set out early tomorrow morning, and I hope you can arrange this for me before then."

"Skilled in the barbarian language?"

Sopeo fell silent.

The world of the sand bandits was extremely chaotic and dangerous. They were either robbing or killing, and the land was filled with bloodshed. No one wanted to interact with those savage people, so there were very few people in the western border who knew the barbarian language.

Sopeo cast a questioning glance at the other centurions, and at that moment, the centurions involuntarily looked at Zhou Lu, who was sitting at the corner of the table with a simple and honest expression.

Many people had seen Zhou Lu in the valley, wearing the clothes of a sand bandit and shouting in the barbarian language to deceive others.

Following everyone's gaze, Sopeo and Tiemita also subconsciously looked at Zhou Lu.

Zhou Lu shivered hard, his fat body trembling, and he shrank back, shaking his head vigorously, "Don't look at me, don't look at me. I do know the barbarian language, but I don't want to go. I'm scared."

Everyone in the tent was trying hard not to laugh.

"Are you scared? When you were chasing two blood barbarians with a knife, weren't you very cool? Why didn't you show any fear then?"

"That fat guy?"

The iron guards around Tiemita frowned deeply, "A fat guy? And a weapon master?"

An iron guard with a broad forehead leaned close to Tiemita and whispered, "We are going to a place where sand bandits are everywhere. If we take this fat guy, it will be very troublesome. He will be a burden and seriously affect our team's mobility. I think..."

To complete the mission in the heart of the sand bandits' territory, they needed to move swiftly and strike unexpectedly, disappearing before the enemy could find them. If they were surrounded by a group of sand bandits, even if they were made of iron, they couldn't fight for long. If they took a fat guy who couldn't move easily, how could they talk about speed?

The iron guard's concern was not without reason.

Although the iron guard's voice was low, everyone in the tent could hear it clearly. They were trying hard not to laugh.

Zhou Lu was wearing a weapon master's robe today, and his fat body made people misunderstand him so seriously.

However, no one pointed it out. They all disliked Tiemita's group and were waiting to see the fun.

Tiemita glanced at Sopeo, who looked troubled. Tiemita knew that finding someone who truly understood the barbarian language would be difficult.

"Then..."

Tiemita tapped his fingers on the table, pondered for a moment, and then waved his hand and said loudly, "Then there's no need to say more. It's decided."

Tiemita turned to the iron guards behind him and ordered, "Set out early tomorrow morning with that fat guy."

Tiemita's voice had an authoritative tone. He was not indecisive. Taking someone who knew the barbarian language was necessary. Since no one else could be found, they would have to take the fat guy, even if it meant sacrificing him in a crisis.

For a future leader, as long as it was beneficial to the goal, nothing was impossible.

The iron guards behind him knew their young master's character and bowed their heads, stepping back without saying more. But Zhou Lu was not satisfied.

Zhou Lu stood up forcefully and shouted anxiously, "You say take me, and I have to go? I haven't agreed yet..."

With a "slap," Tiemita slapped a black iron token with a large "Order" character on the table and said in a commanding tone, "This is the order of the Elder Council. You are conscripted. Go back and pack your things, and set out with us early tomorrow morning."

"The Elder Council's order?"

That was equivalent to a military order.

Zhou Lu looked at the token on the table and was stunned, his spirits immediately dampened, and he hung his head, not saying a word.

Tiemita hummed lightly, glancing at the fat guy with disdain.

The Eastern Pavilion Master and Xiaoluan, who were behind, watched the arrogant young master with cold smiles.

If they hadn't seen a hint of a sly smile on Zhou Lu's lips, they would have already risen in anger.

One was the head of the weapon division, and the other was the successor of the Second Elder's group, a core figure with control over the entire tribe's military and industrial lifeline. Neither of them was inferior to Tiemita, and they wouldn't let him be so arrogant. Here, it wasn't a place where a young master could make all the decisions, and the Elder Council's order wasn't always effective.

They had been holding back, only because they saw that the little rascal Zhou Lu seemed to be up to something.

The military meeting in the tent had completely turned into a task scheduling meeting for Tiemita.

He dominated the entire agenda, collecting detailed and fragmented maps of the wilderness from the leaders of the border troops, and tirelessly inquiring about the living habits of the sand bandits, the geographical environment of the wilderness, and even some stories and legends that could provide evidence.

Tiemita aimed to piece together the information to gain a better understanding of the sand bandits.

Later, the meeting turned into the iron guards giving forced tactical guidance to the meek Zhou Lu. They instructed him on how to wear leather armor, prepare weapons,注意事项，逃跑的各种要领，事无巨细地强行灌输着。

那个胖子多学一点东西，以后他们的拖累就会少一点。那些铁卫们无不暗中火大。

那些千夫长百夫长们全都听的暗暗点头，暗叹那些铁卫果真是高手，所言全是侦察技巧中切中要害之处，每一句话都让他们有一种豁然开朗之感。

不过看着那个胖子一脸茫然点头哈腰的样子，也不知他到底听进了多少。那些铁卫们无不暗中火大。

整个会议再次进行了两个多时辰方才散去。

大人物们从营帐中鱼贯而出。

这个时辰阳光已经逐渐西落，人的影子在地上拉的好长，瑟瑟荒草在秋风中哗哗作响。

急于赶回去准备，铁幂涛与十一名铁卫率先飞身跃上营帐外的青骢马。

青骢马身材高大，四蹄修长，是一种罕见的蛮荒良驹，传闻这种马身具妖兽血脉，奔行奇快且颇为耐久，那种良驹可不是一般人能弄到手的。

大帐中走出来的千夫长百夫长们看着那些良驹，无不暗咽口水，羡慕之极。

铁幂涛在马上转身，看到那个胖胖的炼器师一挑帐帘跟在众人身后走了出来，皱着眉向旁边的一个领边带着绵纹的铁卫低声交待了几句。

那个铁卫转头看向那个蒸不熟煮不烂的胖子，心里颇为光火。在部族中，他们是一群执行特殊任务的杀手，每一个铁卫都心狠手辣，办事狠勇果断，什么时候给别人当过保姆。

这个时候却被命令全力照顾那个胖子。

铁卫们心中窝囊之极。

那个领边带着绵纹的铁卫向周路招手喊道：“胖子，过来。”

周路一怔，转了转头看了半天才明白是在叫自己，一脸憨憨的表情走向那个铁卫。那个铁卫骑在马上，皱着眉居高临下地看向周路问道：

“你敢不敢骑劣马？”

不待周路回答他接着说道：“明天要一起走，少主决定送你一匹青骢，这马性子可烈，不知你能不能骑的了？”

几步远之外，另一个铁卫牵着一匹无人骑的青骢马等着周路。

“送给我的？太好了……”

周路胖胖的脸上全是难以置信的喜色，声音都有些颤抖了。这种马就是旁边的那三个千夫长都没有骑过啊。他可没有想到自己还会赶上这等好事，那他可不会客气了。

周路喜得抓耳挠腮。

“哼。”

骑在马上的那个铁卫淡淡哼了一声，看着这个胖子一脸不屑，大声说道：“不过我劝你，若是没有把握的话还是换一匹老实点的马骑为好，青骢可不是什么人都能驯服的，若是不小心从上边摔下来……”

这个铁卫的话还未说完，就见周路已经两眼放光地快步向那匹青骢跑去了，一边跑一边不耐烦地冲那个铁卫挥着手：“知道啦知道啦。”周路离马还差两步远的距离呢，这个胖子就兴奋得等不及了，凌空一抬腿，从地下直接就稳稳当当地迈到了马背上。

“驾”。

胖子一声喊，众人眼中一道青色闪电就疾穿了出去。

“呲……”

众铁卫集体倒吸了一口冷气。

骑马谁不会，但是不蹬马鞍，从两步远直接迈到马背上，那他妈的简直太妖孽了。而现在再看那个胖子，兴奋地在马背上弯腰前倾，胖胖的身体竟然轻若无物，与那匹青骢浑然一体，几次纵身奔驰，那匹马就驶出了数十丈，这份鬼魅一般的控马术谁见过？

众人远远地就听到那个胖子得意之极的大笑声：“好快的马，哈哈，谢谢了。”

后边铁幂涛与众铁卫齐齐大吃了一惊，相顾愕然。

一匹根本未经驯服的劣马居然在一瞬间被骑乘如电？一付胖胖的身体贴在马背上竟然在瞬间实现了人马合一的境界？

胖子方才那身控马术流畅的让人耸然动容，甚至比他们那些长年生活在马背上的铁卫们有过之而无不及。铁卫们转头面面相觑吸着冷气，他们这时才意识到，他们都被那个憨憨的胖子给耍了。他们这才知道，那个胖子绝不是如他看起来那般窝囊无用。

那个领边带着绵纹的铁卫脸上肌肉用力抽了抽，转头看向帐边一群幸灾乐祸的人，就感觉心里呼呼地冒火：这群贱人，他们一定都知道那个胖子的实力却不说，原来你们合着伙的玩我们呢！

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The iron guards collectively drew in a sharp breath.

Riding a horse, who wouldn't know how to do it? But to jump onto a horse from two steps away without using the stirrup was simply too extraordinary. Now, looking at the fat guy, he was excitedly bending forward on the horse, his fat body as light as air, perfectly in sync with the horse. After a few gallops, the horse had already traveled dozens of yards. Who had ever seen such ghostly horse control skills?

From a distance, everyone could hear the fat guy's triumphant laughter: "What a fast horse, ha ha, thank you."

Behind, Tiemita and the iron guards were all greatly surprised, looking at each other in shock.

An untrained wild horse was suddenly ridden with lightning speed? A fat body贴在马背上竟然在瞬间实现了人马合一的境界？

胖子方才那身控马术流畅的让人耸然动容，甚至比他们那些长年生活在马背上的铁卫们有过之而无不及。铁卫们转头面面相觑吸着冷气，他们这时才意识到，他们都被那个憨憨的胖子给耍了。他们这才知道，那个胖子绝不是如他看起来那般窝囊无用。

那个领边带着绵纹的铁卫脸上肌肉用力抽了抽，转头看向帐边一群幸灾乐祸的人，就感觉心里呼呼地冒火：这群贱人，他们一定都知道那个胖子的实力却不说，原来你们合着伙的玩我们呢！

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The iron guards collectively drew in a sharp breath.

Riding a horse, who wouldn't know how to do it? But to jump onto a horse from two steps away without using the stirrup was simply too extraordinary. Now, looking at the fat guy, he was excitedly bending forward on the horse, his fat body as light as air, perfectly in sync with the horse. After a few gallops, the horse had already traveled dozens of yards. Who had ever seen such ghostly horse control skills?

From a distance, everyone could hear the fat guy's triumphant laughter: "What a fast horse, ha ha, thank you."

Behind, Tiemita and the iron guards were all greatly surprised, looking at each other in shock.

An untrained wild horse was suddenly ridden with lightning speed? A fat body, which had just moments ago seemed so clumsy, was now perfectly in sync with the horse, achieving a state of harmony between man and horse in an instant?

The fat guy's horse control skills were so fluid and impressive that it made the iron guards, who had spent their lives on horseback, feel awed. The iron guards turned to look at each other, drawing in cold breaths. They realized they had been tricked by the seemingly simple and honest fat guy. They now understood that the fat guy was far from the useless and clumsy person he appeared to be.

The iron guard with the silk-edged collar's face twitched, and he turned to look at the group of people by the tent, feeling a surge of anger: "These bastards, they must have known the fat guy's true abilities but didn't say anything. You were all in on this, playing us!"

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The meeting in the tent had completely turned into a task scheduling meeting for Tiemita.

He dominated the entire agenda, collecting detailed and fragmented maps of the wilderness from the leaders of the border troops, and tirelessly inquiring about the living habits of the sand bandits, the geographical environment of the wilderness, and even some stories and legends that could provide evidence.

Tiemita aimed to piece together the information to gain a better understanding of the sand bandits.

Later, the meeting turned into the iron guards giving forced tactical guidance to the meek Zhou Lu. They instructed him on how to wear leather armor, prepare weapons,注意事项，逃跑的各种要领，事无巨细地强行灌输着。

The more the fat guy learned, the less of a burden he would be to them. The iron guards were all secretly furious.

The centurions and decurions who had come out of the tent all nodded in agreement, admiring the iron guards' expertise. Every word they said hit the key points of reconnaissance techniques, making everyone feel enlightened.

However, looking at the fat guy's blank and nodding face, it was unclear how much he had actually absorbed. The iron guards were all secretly furious.

The meeting lasted for over two hours before it finally ended.

The important figures filed out of the tent.

By this time, the sun was gradually setting, casting long shadows on the ground, and the autumn wind rustled through the dry grass.

Eager to return and prepare, Tiemita and the eleven iron guards leaped onto the black-coated horses outside the tent.

The black-coated horses were tall and had long legs, a rare breed of the wilderness, rumored to have the blood of mythical beasts, running incredibly fast and enduring. Such fine horses were not something just anyone could obtain.

The centurions and decurions who came out of the tent all secretly salivated, envying the fine horses.

Tiemita turned on his horse, saw the fat weapon master lift the tent flap and follow the others out, and frowned, whispering a few words to an iron guard with a silk-edged collar.

The iron guard turned to look at the stubborn fat guy, feeling quite angry. In the tribe, they were a group of special task killers, each iron guard ruthless and decisive, never having to act as a nanny for anyone.

Now, they were ordered to fully take care of the fat guy.

The iron guards felt extremely frustrated.

The iron guard with the silk-edged collar waved to Zhou Lu and called out, "Fat guy, come here."

Zhou Lu was startled, turned his head for a while, and finally realized he was being called. He walked over to the iron guard with a simple and honest expression. The iron guard, sitting on the horse, looked down at Zhou Lu with a frown and asked:

"Are you brave enough to ride a wild horse?"

Without waiting for Zhou Lu's answer, he continued, "We are leaving tomorrow. The young master has decided to give you a black-coated horse. This horse is very spirited. Do you think you can ride it?"

A few steps away, another iron guard was leading an unmounted black-coated horse, waiting for Zhou Lu.

"Given to me? That's great..."

Zhou Lu's fat face was full of disbelief and joy, his voice trembling. Even the three centurions standing nearby had never ridden such a horse. He never thought he would get such a good deal, so he wouldn't be shy about it.

Zhou Lu was overjoyed, scratching his head and ears.

"Hum."

The iron guard on the horse hummed lightly, looking at the fat guy with disdain and said loudly, "But I advise you, if you're not confident, it's better to ride a more docile horse. A black-coated horse isn't something just anyone can tame. If you fall off by accident..."

Before the iron guard could finish his sentence, Zhou Lu was already running towards the black-coated horse with shining eyes, waving his hand impatiently at the iron guard, "I know, I know." Zhou Lu was still two steps away from the horse, but he couldn't wait any longer. He lifted his leg and jumped from the ground, landing steadily on the horse's back.

"Go!"

With a shout from the fat guy, a green lightning bolt shot out before everyone's eyes.

"Whoa..."

The iron guards collectively drew in a sharp breath.

Riding a horse, who wouldn't know how to do it? But to jump onto a horse from two steps away without using the stirrup was simply too extraordinary. Now, looking at the fat guy, he was excitedly bending forward on the horse, his fat body as light as air, perfectly in sync with the horse. After a few gallops, the horse had already traveled dozens of yards. Who had ever seen such ghostly horse control skills?

From a distance, everyone could hear the fat guy's triumphant laughter: "What a fast horse, ha ha, thank you."

Behind, Tiemita and the iron guards were all greatly surprised, looking at each other in shock.

An untrained wild horse was suddenly ridden with lightning speed? A fat body, which had just moments ago seemed so clumsy, was now perfectly in sync with the horse, achieving a state of harmony between man and horse in an instant?

The fat guy's horse control skills were so fluid and impressive that it made the iron guards, who had spent their lives on horseback, feel awed. The iron guards turned to look at each other, drawing in cold breaths. They realized they had been tricked by the seemingly simple and honest fat guy. They now understood that the fat guy was far from the useless and clumsy person he appeared to be.

The iron guard with the silk-edged collar's face twitched, and he turned to look at the group of people by the tent, feeling a surge of anger: "These bastards, they must have known the fat guy's true abilities but didn't say anything. You were all in on this, playing us!"