Him and their stars.

Chapter 37 The Dormant Hero

The leader of the Red Stone Tribe, Kaz Khan, who was in his youth, touched the amulet hanging on his chest before striding into the stone hall made of mud.

At this time, a group of (former) kings whose average age was more than twice his own age, (former) city lords and khans were sticking out their big tongues.

The sand people seem to have evolved directly from reptiles (in fact, they are mammals) into intelligent creatures that walk upright. They are all scales and therefore have no sweat glands. Most of the time, they can only use their big tongues to dissipate heat, so they really don’t. There is a case of profuse sweating.But if the elder had not been sitting quietly at the top, he would have been covered with big men.

Yes, the sand people who have just evolved their own civilization to the era of the classical city-state are indeed in a state of irritability with abundant martial arts.Some of them are former nomadic tribal leaders, and some are city-state rulers who call themselves kings, and no one will obey anyone.

However, the old Great Elder is not only the spiritual and religious leader of ordinary sand people, but also the real top sand people master.Don't look at the kind-hearted old man's appearance, it's not just one or two times that he directly pinches the chief and the "king" to death when he becomes irritable.

As the junior among the leaders, Kaz Khan gave a slight salute to the chief elder, then found a corner seat, and before he could sit down, he heard a loud and heroic voice saying: "Wait, it's too long, I want Fight, fight, fight!"

The speaker was Moduo, the great chief of the Red Lake Tribe.The chief who controls the most powerful nomadic tribe in the whole sand people is already a little old. Although he is still brave, his brain has begun to be dull, and the "common language of the sand people" is not very proficient.

Oh, by the way, the common language of the sand people is the spiritual leader of everyone. The elder Hesson combined various sand people languages ​​and spent ten years compiling it.He has always felt that language unification can unify races and at the same time better integrate with advanced civilizations in the universe.

It must be admitted that the elders are still very far-sighted.

However, it is very sad that the simple early pictographs of the sand people can't bear the amount of information in the era of the big universe.The so-called "universal language" has actually been mixed with a large number of transliterations and text variants of the languages ​​of empires, alliances and even the earth.

Really sad, but that's not the point.

"It's not time yet, our purpose is always to force the earth to negotiate with us!" The king Hanrat of the city-state of Montenegro answered.He has a city, a territory, and a throne, and he has always had an inexplicable relationship with the Governor's Palace.

"Even if we want to fight, we have to wait for those cannons to be erected before they can destroy Tulong's protective cover. They will definitely surrender." Another city lord said.

"Yes, we ask to participate in the sales of spices and ore for dividends. They can't always negotiate the price! Oh, yes, we must also allow the sand people to travel to Turon, ah no, to live and travel in the Galaxy mainland!" An experienced and prudent lord is so authentic , which immediately attracted a nod of approval from everyone.

But isn't this our home?Why are so many of us gathered together just for this?Is there any difference between lying on the ground begging and sitting on the ground begging?Khaz Khan couldn't help but think so.

In fact, the "kings" and "lords" of most city-states share this virtue.The Governor's Mansion and the merchants have to "hire" cheap labor to obtain cheap spices and ores. Naturally, they have a good life.The city-state lords have now lived in dome villas with their own climate adjustment and greenhouse gardens, drinking the wine produced by the empire and watching the league's hit dramas, living the happy life of modern rich otaku.However, the slaves could only work in the mines where they could not stand up and in the plantations where they could get rid of the scales. They worked on average for more than fifteen hours a day, and it was still difficult to ensure the basic food and clothing for the whole family.

"Rat!" One of the chiefs jumped up and shouted.

"Lizards in the sand!" Another chief slapped the table and cursed.

"Blood-sucking worms in the cave!" An old sand people chief who seemed to be suddenly twenty years younger roared hysterically, making the loudest noise since the quarrel, scaring Kaz Khan beside him Gotta shiver.

"We have millions of soldiers in our hands, why should we look at other people's eyes? When will those things be ready?" said a slightly younger chief.His "common language" is much more fluent.

"Elder, let's fight!" He asked the elder Hesson sincerely again, his face was full of enthusiasm and bravery, and he could dig his heart at any time to prove his sincerity, and let his sincere blood spurt you. A child of the face.

"But it's not time yet... Our forces have not been fully deployed, we have no complete attack plan, and we have no cover with heavy weapons! Why don't we wait until the agreed heavy artillery positions are built, and all weapons and forces are ready. In place?" Kaz Khan felt that this guy was like an umbrella lizard unfolding its skinfolds and waiting for mating, so he wanted to get up and say a few words, but at this time, the elder, who had been silent all the time, nodded expressionlessly. , said lukewarmly, "Do you all want to fight?"

"War! War!" Moduo jumped his feet and was about to perform an embarrassing battle dance.

"Then let's fight." The elder nodded.

"Elder, you can't fight..." The lords jumped up and tried to dissuade them, but they were repelled by the elder: "Or do you want to convince those hungry warriors yourself?"

The lords had nothing to say and could only disperse angrily, and the chiefs left excitedly after getting the answer they wanted.The only unhappy Kaz Khan left the stone hall, but he was quite heavy. He could already see the ending of the warriors, and he almost burst into tears... Uh, in fact, the sand people also have no lacrimal glands, and they expressed extreme grief The way it actually vibrates the periosteum makes a very sad long tremolo sound, which sounds like a whale song, but it is actually very pleasant.

Kaz Khan was disappointed, disappointed with everything, disappointed with the lords, disappointed with the chiefs, and even more disappointed with the great elders who were spiritual leaders, so he wanted to leave with his subordinates, but at this time, someone came to greet him covertly called him.

"The teacher wants to see you. Chief Khaz Khan."

The person who came to lead the way was one of the proud disciples of the first elder, and a psionicist named "Fengquan".

The young Kaz Khan was brought into the Stone Hall by the young Fengquan through the back door, which was also the private residence of the Great Elder.But as soon as he entered the house, he was so suffocated by an unpleasant medicinal smell that he wanted to run away on the spot.

Looking at the corner of the stone hall, it was a female sandman with beautiful blue scales who was dispensing medicine. When Kaz came in, she grinned at the latter, showing her fangs and tongue, revealing a (in the sandman's view) a sweet sweet smile.

Her name is Mi Xun, and she is also another proud disciple of the first elder who has awakened spiritual energy.

Kaz Khan was about to respond with a polite smile to this famous beauty among the sand people, but the first elder said bluntly: "You can leave with the clan, but remember to pack up and salute when you go back, and say goodbye to the clan, Make arrangements for the follow-up."

Kaz Khan was stunned on the spot.

"I have already discussed with our collaborators that we need to select a group of young and promising people to study abroad. All kinds of universities and even military schools are acceptable, but you need to take the test yourself, so you can only start from the preparatory school. From now on Begin, you have to study the Common Language of the Alliance seriously." The elder thought for a while, then took out an information terminal in the form of a bracelet and handed it over: "There is a dictionary of the Alliance language and a set of textbooks for junior colleges, if you find a spare time It's time to start studying."

Kaz Khan took over this technological product whose painting style was incompatible with the surrounding environment, and mechanically listened to the elders' earnest teachings: "Yes, the empire's restrictions on this aspect are still very strict, so only You can go to the Alliance to learn. However, you still have to remember to shrink your scales. Many of you hate humans... I can't tell you the difference between Earth and Gai, but in the Alliance, your every move represents The image of the sand people. If you want to lead those young people, you must lead by example and restrain them!"

The young chief finally came to his senses: "But, elder, I..."

"Whether it's victory or defeat, this place is destined to be a grindstone of flesh and blood. Talented young people should not be allowed to waste their lives here." The elder shook his head and interrupted the young chief.

Kaz Khan was very moved, but he still raised his own doubts: "But why did you agree to the proposal of the Great Khan of Moduo? You know, how unintelligent it is..."

"Even if I don't agree, wouldn't they do it themselves? I'm just a big elder, not their king. They are all chiefs of nomadic tribes, and they didn't have much involvement with the human governor's palace. This time they participated in the war, Is it really for the liberation of the compatriots of the sand people to win honor? Or is it to rush into the city to burn, kill and loot? If killing and looting are their goals, how can they wait until the city-state lords have everything ready? Kaz Khan , you are also a nomadic chief, you should understand?"

The young chief was speechless.

"In that case, it's better to let them test the situation of the Earthlings. At least, when the heavy artillery positions are built for a real full-scale attack, we can also be prepared."

Kaz Khan had to admit that the elders had a point, but it was because of the truth that he felt more heavy and sad.

"I'm old, and I'll be satisfied if I can make the Earthlings give in with this big battle. Yes, Kaz Khan, Hanrat is right, we don't actually have the ability to completely drive the Earthlings away...but You are different, Kaz Khan, you are still young, strong, bloody, sincere, and calm and composed that is rare for your age. You have countless possibilities, you have a future, so you must take greater responsibility !"

"We can't be wiped out, young man, that's why I used all my influence to summon so many warriors who are willing to die. Let this battle be the first for our sand people in this universe. Scream again! As for the later, I'll leave it to you."

Kaz Khan looked at the aging sand people leader, his heart was full of thousands of words, but he couldn't say anything.

The elder's body is no longer tall and straight, the scales have begun to turn gray, his eyes are a little blurry, and he even needs to take medicine all year round to recuperate.However, he is still stronger than ever before, than when he was young.

(End of this chapter)