Chapter 526 Calming the Violent Spirit (VIII)

The banquet in the Great Wasteland is very simple - to be more precise, the banquet in the Wenduoer tribe is very simple.

Because the leaders of the Hed tribes sometimes made a lot of red tape just like their distant relatives in order to show their power.

The banquets in the Wen Duoer Department are more primitive: eat when the meat is served, drink when the wine is served, add more when it is not enough, and stop when you are full.

However, from the perspective of food content, the banquets of the Wenduoer tribe, like other aspects of this community, are inevitably affected by its leaders:

In addition to traditional kumiss, the alcoholic beverages also include light beer;

In addition to cattle, sheep, geese, and rabbits, meat also includes chickens, ducks, donkeys, and pigs;

In addition to wild fungi and berries, the side dishes also include vegetables and fruits produced in the farmland;

In addition to salt and sauce, the condiments also use Venetta’s fish sauce and expensive spices from the Far East;

On Wen Duo'er's dining table, there was also a plate of sweet pastry made with a lot of honey, butter and sugar.

This is obviously intentional.

Hede herders usually eat some oats and oats to satisfy their hunger, but it is difficult to eat wheat without going to neighbors' houses, let alone making such sweet pastries.

So compared to the meat, the pasta plate empties first.

Pierre did not realize this at first, for there was nothing on the table that he could not eat.

But when he saw someone under the tent quietly and carefully picking up the sweet snacks, he realized what the centurion meant when he said that "'preparing the banquet' is a very important job":

In this cruel and desolate land, what you eat determines who you are, and what you can provide to others proves what you have.

At the same time, careful observation of the way guests eat under the tent can also reveal the differences within Hed society.

Some Hedians put the bones with a lot of meat back on the plate, called the waiters, and brought them out of the palace tent;

Some Hedians sucked and sucked the bones that had been cleaned of cartilage, but they were still not satisfied.

Looking at the various banquets in the palace tent, a voice in Pierre's heart became stronger and stronger.

This voice sprouted during his visits to various sub-camps, and became stronger as his understanding of the old and new white-skinned people deepened. Until the feast at this moment, the voice became extremely clear:

There existed in the wilderness a society no less complex than the nation of the settlers;

It is too ignorant and arrogant to roughly describe every individual in this society as "barbarian";

If this society is viewed only as the enemy, then having this knowledge may be enough and may even be beneficial;

But if people outside the wasteland want to rule in the wasteland, having only such a superficial understanding will inevitably lead to bad consequences.

Pierre regretted more and more that he had not thought of learning Hud earlier.

When he thought of this, Pierre lost even more appetite. All he could think about was how to win over the new white-bodied people and subdue the old white-bodied people next, so he just chewed and swallowed mechanically, without any room for enjoyment.

Just when Pierre was almost half full, the blood wolf turned his head and asked, "Are you full?"

Pierre, who was pulled back from his own world, immediately put down the food in his hand: "I'm full."

"Are you really full?"

"I'm so full."

Xue Lang smiled, turned around and made a gesture, and the banquet immediately entered the next stage.

The Hed people who were feasting in the tent also keenly sensed the change in the atmosphere - or in other words, the well-fed and drunk Hed people were all waiting for this moment to arrive.

Although the people in the tent would still sip drinks from leather jars and continue to gnaw on uneaten bones, no one was whispering to each other, and no one was making any noise on the plates or plates.

The tent door was opened, and two Hurds walked in one after the other.

As soon as the Hud who came in from the rear stepped into the palace tent, he immediately took a few steps and caught up with the Hud who came in from the front. He refused to admit defeat and stood shoulder to shoulder with the other man, but kept a considerable distance.

The two Huds just came to the blood wolf with their necks stiffened without even looking at each other.

Even though Pierre knew nothing about these two Hurds, he could see that there was some conflict between them.

Sure enough, after the two Huds saluted vigorously like a competition, the Hud who came in later spoke first, mumbling a long string of words at the top of his lungs.

When the Hud who entered later spoke, the expression of the Hud who came forward became more and more angry, so when it was his turn to speak, he used a louder voice and even made an echo in the palace tent.

It was a pity that Pierre couldn't understand what the two Hedians were saying at all, but he saw the centurion listening and nodding seriously.

The two Heds finished speaking angrily, saluted vigorously as if competing again, and then stood under the tent, waiting for the decision.

This was already the first time that Pierre was upset that he didn't understand Khedic.

However, the language barrier problem was immediately solved in an unexpected way.

The blood wolf turned his head and translated for Pierre: "The names of the two white-bodied people here are 'Bai Que' and 'Liu Lin'. The horses of Bai Que's family were lost earlier, and then they were found in 'Liu Lin'." The family’s horses were found…”

The Wendor people in the tent were shocked to see Batu, who was the leader of the people, actually seeking the opinions of the young disciples beside him.

Fortunately, they could not understand the language outside the wilderness, otherwise they would have discovered that Batu was not only seeking the young man's opinion, but also interpreting for him.

Pierre was also extremely shocked.

But what shocked Pierre was that the case that could be brought to the centurion was just a dispute about a horse?

Seeing the two Hed people under his command were mortal enemies, he thought it was a big lawsuit that started with at least two lives.

If it weren't for the language barrier, Pierre really wanted to grab a Hed man by the collar and yell at them:

"Sitting in front of you is the lord of Tiefeng County, the 'Khan' of the new land, one of the leaders of the Fourth Republic of Palat, and the wolf blood that dominates the wilderness - Winters Montagne. You ran to his feet, sprayed so much saliva, and wasted so much time, just for a horse?"

Pierre then understood what the meaningful smile on the corner of the centurion's mouth meant when the banquet began.

He suppressed his temper and suggested calmly: "Then let both parties find witnesses and evidence to prove who is the owner of the horse?"

"There is no dispute about the ownership of the horse." Blood Wolf's expression was very serious, but his words were not so serious: "The problem is that Bai Que's colt is very capable. During his time living in Liulin's horse herd, he bred six foals with Liulin's mare."

Pierre was stunned.

Blood Wolf continued: "Bai Que believes that at least three of the six foals are his; Liulin believes that the six foals have nothing to do with Bai Que. This is where they are arguing. What do you think?"

Pierre felt a little funny, but seeing the centurion's serious expression, he couldn't help but take it seriously.

After pondering for a moment, Pierre answered seriously: "Then we should first clarify whether the colt of 'White Sparrow' was lost by itself, stolen or lured away. If it is the latter, 'Liulin' will be held guilty of stealing horses; if it is the former, the six foals have nothing to do with 'White Sparrow', because foals can always be found, and mare can only have one baby a year. The cost paid by 'Liulin' for the six foals is far greater than that of White Sparrow."

Pierre saw that the centurion seemed to smile, and then turned his head back.

Next, the leader of the Wenduoer tribe first asked the two Hede people a few questions, and the two Hede people answered respectively.

Afterwards, Blood Wolf called out several names in succession. Every time a name was called, an elder would stand up in the palace tent and respond in a long or short manner, as if he was also expressing his opinion.

Finally, Blood Wolf gave his verdict, and the Hede people who came in later were ecstatic, and the Hede people who came in first were very unhappy, but they had nothing to say.

The waiter brought the two men a leather urn. The two Herd men drank the wedding wine in public, bowed to Batu again, and then left the palace tent in a neat and tidy manner.

Pierre breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, the second pair of Herd men walked in...

In the next few hours, Pierre's goal of "learning more about Herd society" was quickly achieved in an unexpected but very effective way.

Pierre witnessed the "diversity of contradictions within Herd society" with his own eyes - from stealing horses to stealing people, from stealing pastures to stealing wives, there were trivial economic disputes, as well as criminal cases of a bad nature and equally severe punishment.

Among them, the one that impressed him the most was an accusation of "bride kidnapping".

A runaway slave kidnapped a slave girl from a small tribe that later joined the Wenduoer tribe and married the slave girl.

It should be no big deal, similar things happen every day in the wilderness.

Being robbed only means that the tribe being robbed is incompetent; being able to kidnap people alone means that the person is very capable.

Which side is more respected is probably self-evident.

The problem is that other people robbed the bride of the enemy tribe, while this runaway slave robbed "his own family".

In addition, most of the people sitting under the tent at this moment were old white people who returned with their property, so they naturally preferred the small tribe that was robbed.

Therefore, the robbed female slave pleaded for the man with her big belly, and there were still shouts of fighting and killing in the palace tent, wishing to shoot the runaway slave through the heart.

The new white people who participated in the banquet were weak and were completely suppressed by the old white people in momentum, and they dared not make any sound at all.

The only person who stood on the side of the runaway slave with a clear position and fearlessly was Pierre.

In order to speak to everyone in the tent, Pierre even asked the centurion to let Belle interpret for him.

In the end, this big debate with one against a hundred ended with Pierre finding a loophole in the accusation - when the runaway slave robbed people, the robbed tribe was on the way to return and had not yet sworn allegiance - and won a great victory.

The escaped slave named "Needle Arrow" who had saved his life, with tears in his eyes, kowtowed three times to "the arrows shot by Batu near and far", and his forehead was bleed on the thick felt, and then he helped his wife out of the palace tent.

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