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Matthew is always enthusiastic about people who come to talk about cooperation with sincerity.

Seeing that the two chiefs were so nervous that they could not sit still, Matthew smiled and chatted with them for a few words, and then asked casually:

"The two clan leaders are also on the battlefield today. Do you know who is plotting against my general?"

Of course the two chiefs knew who the general Matthew was talking about was the young general who had just been rescued.

The two of them stood up as if they were in a hurry, talking quickly as if they were talking over each other.

The two of them were telling each other what happened during the day. Although it was a bit messy, Matthew still understood.

The guy who injured my uncle like this is actually the black-robed shaman from the Holy Land?

It seems that he doesn't need to take the blame for making the first move.

Thinking of this, Matthew felt a little more relaxed.

He asked seriously: "Are the two clan leaders sure?"

"Of course, that shaman is called Samar, and he is from the Huoxun tribe. He has killed more than one officer in this war!"

Matthew nodded.

In war, people always die.He does not feel sorry for the death of a general.

Unless this general has a close relationship with him.

However, the fact that the shamans in the Holy Land were hiding in the army and playing dirty tricks touched Matthew's bottom line.

He pondered and said: "Thank you to the two clan leaders for providing the information. It is indeed the same as the information I got. These shamans in the Holy Land do not recite sutras at home properly, so they have to wade into this muddy water."

"Since their six sense organs are not clean and they must cause dust, then I don't need to be polite to them."

Listening to Matthew's words, the two chiefs were silently complaining in their hearts.

Are you being rude now?

too humble.

Ever since you led hundreds of thousands of troops deep into the grasslands, you have long been enemies of the Holy Land.

However, they did not dare to say this clearly, they just nodded and allowed Matthew to say whatever he wanted.

Matthew denigrated the practice of the Holy Land and stopped mentioning it.

Right and wrong don't matter at this time.

Whoever can win this battle is right.

Although history books are not only written by the victors, only history books written by the victors are meaningful.

History books written by losers are not history books, they are called diaries.

Everything has to be decided on the battlefield, so what's the use of talking?

Matthew changed the topic directly. He motioned the two patriarchs to sit down and asked seriously: "The two patriarchs came to see me specially, but what's the matter?"

Wu Zong and Ali looked at each other and said at the same time: "We come to you, of course, to discuss cooperation."

Perhaps because he saw the kind side of Matthew, the leader of the Aries tribe, Uzon Hassan, became bolder.

"Your Majesty Matthew, you always talk about win-win and cooperation. I wonder if we are qualified to win-win with you?"

Matthew looked at Wu Zong in astonishment, and after a few seconds he laughed.

What does it mean to be a good flatterer? This is it.

Uzon Hassan clearly didn't compliment Matthew a word, but it made Matthew feel good.

People in the grassland have heard his win-win slogan and even want to join in. This is influence.

Facing Uzon Hassan’s small eyes that were narrowed to the point of disappearing, Matthew smiled and said, “Of course!”

"I have always advocated that countries and ethnic groups, regardless of their size, strength or weakness, have the right to survive and develop. As long as what you want is friendly cooperation, we have a basis for negotiation."

Matthew set his sights on another chief.

"What does Patriarch Ali think?"

Hassan Ali did not expect that the Aries tribe would attack so quickly. When he was still upset, he heard Matthew's inquiry. He quickly sat up straight and expressed his position loudly:

"Of course our Black Sheep tribe is willing to cooperate with His Majesty, but we didn't expect His Majesty to be so friendly. We were a little flattered and didn't react for a while."

"Why, in your eyes, am I just a vicious monster who eats several children every day?"

Wu Zong and Ali looked at each other and said in unison: "Your Majesty, you are right!"

“This is how the Holy Land is promoted here.”

Matthew: "..."

He was just joking, but he didn't expect that these bastards in the Holy Land would actually arrange him like this.

He couldn't help but think of the past when he was slandered as the Heartless Demon King.

His expression gradually darkened, scaring the two chiefs into quickly standing up and apologizing to Matthew.

Matthew waved for them to sit down.

"Sit down, this is not your fault, what are you apologizing for?"

"I have always been sincere to my friends from the bottom of my heart."

"For the enemy."

Matthew's eyes gradually turned cold, and he said calmly: "Then of course we have to take out their hearts and see how their hearts grow."

Chapter 245 Me too

Matthew's words were an understatement, but in the eyes of the two chiefs, they were full of threats.

The two sat down carefully and quickly expressed their attitude.

"We are willing to be friends of His Majesty and the Kingdom of Phoenix!"

Matthew was very satisfied with the attitude of the two. He smiled and said: "Both clan leaders are understanding people. I believe that under the leadership of the two of them, the Black Sheep and Aries Tribe will definitely become the new masters of the grassland."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Zong and Ali were stunned and speechless for a long time.

After a long time, they explained in a panic: "We are not, we don't have it, don't talk nonsense!"

He was so skilled in denying it for three consecutive times. It seems that these two guys are under suspicion.

Matthew smiled and said: "The two patriarchs, since they want to be friends, they shouldn't cheat."

"I'm not afraid to tell the truth in front of you."

"I only want to do three things here. Take away Zalandin, the culprit who invaded our country, destroy the Huoxun Khanate, and then make friends with the new lord of the grassland."

"The two of us hit it off as soon as we met. Naturally, I hope that the two of you can become the masters of the grassland!"

Wu Zong and Ali knew that Matthew had expressed his sincerity, and if they still pretended to be stupid, they would only make Matthew look down on them.

So, they looked at each other and asked in unison: "We are willing to cooperate with His Majesty!"

Matthew nodded with great satisfaction, snapped his fingers, and the beautiful but empty-eyed puppet delivered grilled lamb leg steak and fine wine.

The puppet poured wine for the two chiefs and was about to help them cut the meat when Wu Zong took the knife from the puppet and said with a smile:

"Beauty, I don't need to trouble you anymore. I will cut the meat for His Majesty Matthew tonight."

In the etiquette of the prairie people, cutting meat for friends is a courtesy and a way to express closeness.

Matthew didn't refuse.

Tonight they're just sharing lamb shank and beef here.

The name of this leg of lamb is Savannah.

Chief Wu Zong was very skillful in his skills. He cut the beef and mutton into pieces smoothly, and brought them to Matthew with the dipping saucer in both hands.

Matthew also stretched out his hands to take it.

Seeing Matthew taking the plate with both hands, Wu Zong and Ali felt much more at ease.

It seems that His Majesty Matthew not only knows the etiquette of the grassland, but also respects them very much.

Handing over a plate full of meat shows respect; taking the plate with both hands shows equal respect.

It can be seen from this subtle action that Matthew is indeed consistent in his words and deeds, and treats them as equal friends.

When I'm in a good mood, I eat the meat very deliciously and drink the wine happily.

After feasting and drinking wine, Matthew smiled and said:

"Although the way we cook beef and mutton here is exquisite, it is not as heroic as your prairie people. If there is a chance, I would like to visit your hometown and taste the most authentic food."

Wu Zong perked up when he mentioned this.

He talked endlessly about how the prairie people marinated, dried, and enjoyed beef and mutton.

As if to prove that he was not lying, he even took out a piece of dried beef from the belt around his waist and handed it to Matthew.

However, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was interrupted by Ali, who was sitting opposite, coughing.

Ali glared at Wu Zong dissatisfiedly.

Matthew is a noble king and the human spokesperson chosen by the goddess. What is your identity?

When someone calls you brother and sister, you actually take it seriously?

Can the words spoken at the wine table be taken seriously?

Ali said nothing, but his meaning was clear.

It took them a long time to chew this kind of air-dried beef jerky, but they actually had the nerve to give it to the noble king?

Wu Zong also knew that he was a little reckless, but he had already stretched out his hand and couldn't pull it back.

He couldn't stretch it out, nor could he retract it. He was completely embarrassed.

However, just when he was at a loss, Matthew took the dried beef he handed over to his surprise, and tore off a large strip and put it into his mouth.

Matthew took two bites. Although the taste was a bit simple, it was authentic, just a little bit tiring. He teased half-jokingly: "It is indeed a prairie delicacy. You can't enjoy it without good teeth."

Wu Zong didn't expect that Matthew actually took it and ate it so happily, his nose twitched a few times.

In many years, he had never heard such beautiful words.

The two major tribes, Black Sheep and White Sheep, not only chose farming methods of planting and breeding, but also occupied large areas of grassland for grazing.It can be said that he has found his own way of survival between the two civilizations.

However, precisely because of this compromised path, they could neither integrate into the bold and unrestrained grasslands nor into the farming civilization.

They became orphans despised by both sides.

In the Huoxun Khanate, they will always be second-class citizens.

This is unfair, they obviously have to do this under the pressure of survival.

They obviously lived like this under the guidance of the Ram God, so why didn't anyone accept them?

Matthew's actions just now, whether they were fake or genuine, were enough to show his attitude.

He is willing to accept them and interact with them as equals!

With this attitude, they are willing to talk to Matthew no matter what.

Wu Zong even secretly decided that as long as it was not a matter of principle, he would agree to whatever Matthew wanted.

After they had had enough wine and food, the puppet took away the tableware on the table and brought the three of them tea to sober up and relieve their tiredness.

Drinking the fragrant tea, Wu Zong said with emotion: "Your Majesty Matthew, the tea in your country is really good. Although I am a rough man and I can't say it is good, but I just think it tastes good."

Matthew was stunned for a second and laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears.

Just when Wu Zong was confused by his laughter, he stopped his smile and lowered his voice and said:

"Clan Chief Wu Zong, in fact, this is not tea from our country. This is passion tea produced in the Misty Islands."

"As for its advantages."

Matthew coughed lightly, took another sip of tea, looked at the Wu clan leader, and couldn't help but laugh again.

"Clan Chief Wu Zong can't appreciate the benefits of this tea, and neither can I."

The head of the Wu clan looked at Matthew blankly, not expecting that the majestic king could say such vulgar words as "Me too."