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Chapter 467 A very salty meal

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    "Are you fucking humiliating this messenger? Is this something for people to eat?"

    Bakar couldn¡¯t bear it any longer. What these guys did was really too much.

    "Mr. Messenger, don't be angry. I'm really sorry for you. Didn't I just say it? As long as it's hot, you're really late today, so we don't have anything good to eat here.  Now, I can only use these things to entertain you There are rules in the army, and you are not allowed to fire again after the time has passed, so"

    A bowl of water with four or five chopped scallions sprinkled on it, plus three wheat pancakes that were so charred and black that the original color could hardly be seen, and a plate that was so dark that I didn¡¯t know what it was.

    The corner of Bakar¡¯s mouth twitched. He really wanted to smash this thing into the guy¡¯s face.

    "There is no meat in the soup, so I can tolerate it. This wheat cake is baked like this, is it for people to eat? And what is this?"

    Bakar was trembling all over. It was too damn much. He was getting angrier and angrier now. He wanted to pull out his knife and chop all these guys to death.

    "Mr. Messenger, although this thing is dark, the taste of this thing is definitely beyond your imagination. This is specially prepared for you!"

    The leader of the fire-headed army blinked his eyes and smiled flatteringly.

    But looking at the terrifying color, Bakar really didn¡¯t have the courage to eat this thing.

    "My Lord Messenger, this is the rule in the army. Please use it with caution. We will take our leave now!"

    After several fire-headed soldiers looked at each other, they nodded towards Bakar and then retreated directly.

    Bakar is really trembling with anger now. In any case, he is also the Zuodu Yuhou of the Great Huns, but he was so humiliated by them today. If it weren't for the heavy responsibility he shoulders, he would have exploded at this time.  .

    "Pfft¡ª¡ª"

    He is really too cold now. In this winter, he was thrown into the wind by Zou Yang, a wicked man, and froze for an hour.

    His hands and feet were numb from the cold. He was frozen like this due to lack of medical treatment on the Xiongnu grassland. If he didn't keep warm and drink some hot soup, it would be fatal if he got cold.

    In desperation, he could only pick up the bowl of water with only chopped green onions, but as soon as the soup went down, before it reached his throat, he couldn't help but spit it out.

    Everyone knows that Dai Guo started his business by selling salt, but you guys don¡¯t have to make this soup so salty, right?

    This is not soup, this is simply the brine they use to make salt!

    The soup was undrinkable, so Bakar could only grit his teeth and aim at the toasted black wheat cakes.

    It was only after breaking open the wheat cake that he discovered that the tnd was still wheat cake, and it had already been baked into charcoal

    Bakar, who couldn't bear it anymore, angrily smashed the tray in front of him and strode out of the Huotou Army's tent.

    "My Lord Messenger, my general has an order, please Lord Messenger, finish all this food. Otherwise, if you get sick, if word gets out, people will think that my king is so unruly!"

    But as soon as he walked out of the tent, he saw the two stunned young men who guarded him at the beginning. Their eyes were fierce and they were holding the hilts of their knives, staring at Bakar fiercely.

    "What do you want to do? I tell you, I am the envoy of the Great Huns!"

    Bakar instinctively took two steps back. Although he was also a rare warrior among the Huns, this was the territory of the Han army after all, and before he came here, he had already given many orders to barge his horses. No matter what Liu Deng did, he was absolutely not allowed to do so.  The relationship is tense.

    Although he could easily kill the two guys in front of him, they were in the camp of the Han army at this time. If he did it here, the Han people would have every reason to charge him with assassination.  Kill directly.

    Of course he would not give them this chance, so he could only choose to retreat.

    After hearing the commotion here, a large group of big and round men immediately rushed in with weapons in their hands. Everyone looked at Bakar with a look of hatred.

    Bakar was really panicked at that moment. A good man can't defeat a large number of people. There are so many people on the other side, so it's clear that he will win with more people.

    "Don't worry, Mr. Envoy, we don't want to do anything, we just want to help Mr. Envoy. Come on, help Mr. Envoy, help him get these things."?Eat it all!  "

    "you dare?"

    Seeing those people walking towards him, Bakar's atmosphere really reached its peak.

    His right hand was also firmly grasping the handle of his knife. However, as soon as his right hand was pressed on the handle of the knife, someone immediately picked up the crossbow.

    Five or six crossbows were pointed at his head, and the tense atmosphere immediately made everyone suffocate.

    "Sir Messenger, I advise you not to get along with them. The whole family of these guys was killed by your Huns, and he is the only one left They all died. You are a noble person, even if they are  I have paid for your life, but in the end you won¡¯t be able to survive It¡¯s just something to eat, you can endure it and then go down"

    Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, the fat gang leader walked in again and said with a smile.

    "You, you"

    Bakar¡¯s back was soaked with cold sweat. He could really see now that these bastards really wanted to kill him and were not just intimidating

    This is just a damn meal, how about such a big battle?

    Bakar really regretted it in his heart. If he had known this was the case, why would he have come to snatch this hard job?

    "I eat!"

    Seeing those guys pulling out the long knives bit by bit, Bakar gritted his teeth and spit out two words.

    "That's right, come on, give the envoy another bowl of hot soup. This wheat cake is a good thing, so pack it up properly!"

    The gang leader still had a smile on his face. Immediately, someone brought another bowl of hot soup from outside. The same water was used to wash the pot. Someone also picked up the two blackened wheat cakes from the ground.  He casually wiped it on his clothes and placed it in front of Bakar.

    This was probably the most humiliating meal Bakar had ever had in his life. Five or six crossbows were pointed at his head, and a dozen men stared at his neck fiercely. As long as he made the slightest move, someone would be there immediately.  He drew his sword and came up to chop him.

    Until many years later, when thinking of this meal, Bakar still felt a toothache. Bakar couldn't remember what it tasted like, but he only remembered that it was very salty (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel  .com
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