Time travel rebellion, I'm serious

Chapter 615 Infiltration in progress

As the saying goes, you know my feelings, and I know your thoughts.

No, that's wrong.

As the saying goes, it is as motionless as a mountain and as moving as thunder, so the current attitude of the Han army towards the Rakshasa barbarians is that if they force themselves, they will let them be strong, and the breeze will blow over the hills.

So, on the sea, the Rakshasa barbarian envoys proposed various reasons to board the flagship to have a look, but they were all ruthlessly rejected.

On the mainland, amid the confrontation between the allied forces, the Han army's envoys had barbecues and drinks every day, and from time to time teased the Rakshasa Man who was about to explode with anger. Their life was really pleasant.

"Eh? No more wine!!"

In the small courtyard, a group of Han army envoys were drinking happily when they suddenly found that the drink had run out.

"No, it wasn't there just now. How could it be gone now?"

One of the envoys was also drunk, but he didn't believe it at all. He had to pick up the wine jar and turn the mouth of the jar downward to see if there was really no wine left.

"By the way, it wasn't you who drank secretly, was it?"

Seeing that he was really out of wine, the drunken envoy immediately became suspicious and questioned.

"roll!"

The messenger who spoke first was unhappy with his question.

"These Rakshasa are very stingy. They give us a little bit of wine every time. They are stingy, stingy, so stingy!!"

The messenger who was roasting meat on the side suddenly said: "It's not possible to have meat but no wine. Who wants more!"

When everyone heard this, they looked at me and I looked at you, and then the slightly drunk envoy said:

"I go!"

Then he got up drunkenly, came to the gate and grabbed the two Rakshasa men by their necks.

"Come on, kid, come with me to get some drinks."

So, while the two Rakshasa Man were staring in confusion, they walked towards Yicheng where the Rakshasa Man was stationed.

Before the people arrived, the Rakshasa Man observing the sentry saw the messenger coming, so a sentry hurriedly ran towards the city.

Not long after, the envoy entered Yicheng and went straight to the Viscount House of Henrietta.

In this regard, it was not Viscount Henrietta who came to greet him, but his son, Baron Henrietta Jr.

"Big guns...the dead of the Korean army are short of mud and grass!"

This sentence directly woke up the drunk envoy.

"That... that what... that who... little Baron Henrietta."

The young Baron Henrietta was very happy. He did not expect that this Dagan man only met him once and still knows him now.

Of course, he didn't know that this envoy was a sacrificial wine in the Guards. When he saw them, he remembered them all in his mind, just so that if there was a conflict, he could seize the enemy's weaknesses and then attack them. Killed.

Not only did little Baron Henrietta not know about this, but he nodded happily and said:

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's hard to realize that Xiao Hengli loves him in the bedroom, hum, Kai Sheng endures the mud, the mud is so short!"

The messenger's head was covered with black lines: "............"

The messenger couldn't bear it anymore and spoke in Rakshasa barbaric language that smelled like barbecued mutton skewers.

"Little Baron Henrietta, what you said is very good. You'd better stop saying it."

Young Baron Henrietta: "..."

Why can't I understand what he is saying? ?

Then, realizing the embarrassment, the envoy fell silent, and so did the young Baron Henrietta, but he quickly reacted, hurried out, and then quickly came back with an interpreter.

With the translator speaking fluently in Daganese and Rakshasa Mandarin, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, the translator began to translate the conversation between the two.

Young Baron Henrietta: "What is the purpose of the envoy coming here? But to urge negotiations?"

Messenger: "No, I'm not here to rush you. We've finished our wine and come to you to get some more!!"

Young Baron Henrietta: "What? I remembered that I just gave you ten bottles of wine the day before yesterday? Are you finished drinking it now?"

Messenger: "Your wine jar is too small, and the wine is not good enough to make you drunk easily. If not, we would drink it all in one go!!"

Young Baron Henrietta: "You mean our wine isn't strong enough? And it's very little?"

The messenger nodded, and the translator immediately translated back: "He said yes!!"

Little Baron Henrietta: ‘You don’t need to translate this action, I understand! ’

Young Baron Henrietta: "It's not that our wine is not strong, it's that your wine is not strong. In order to take care of you, we give you this kind of wine!!"

The envoy was very surprised and babbled a lot. The translator nodded and then translated:

“He said he was surprised and that he looked down on us and thought we were out of spirits!!”

The words were very brief, and he was obviously someone who knew how to summarize and translate.

Just to summarize, how come this translation is so provocative?

In response to this, the young Baron Henrietta was very angry. He went up and pulled the messenger out of the door. Then the translator quickly followed the translator and said:

"The Baron means to show you what real spirits are!!"

Obviously, the body language also made him understand! !

So the envoy was taken to a house by the young Baron Henrietta, opened the door, and then took out a jar of wine. The envoy took a look, and his eyes suddenly opened as big as a copper bell, and his face was full of surprise.

In this regard, the translator was very happy to see the surprised face of the messenger, and translated to young Baron Henrietta:

"The envoy was very surprised. He said he had never seen such good wine!"

Little Baron Henrietta was very happy, and quickly got two wine glasses, and then carefully filled them both, and then he patted his chest and said:

"Come on, have a taste and see if we have some good wine!"

Following the words of the translator, the messenger looked at the wine glass in front of him, and then at the wine jar, with a look of confusion on his face.

To be honest, he couldn't help but feel entangled. The jar looked familiar, and the wine poured out and the scent of the wine were even more familiar to him.

Because this wine is exactly the Maotan Niang specially developed by their Han army! !

To be honest, it's not too strong, at least not as strong as the spirits used for debridement. After all, this is what Lu Yulin said about the wine after it came out.

Of course, he swore that he had not drank the liquor used for debridement. He could swear by the fact that his partner had been single for ten years.

Then he watched little Baron Henrietta, with expectant eyes and swallowing saliva, pick up a glass of wine, drink it down in one gulp, and then smash it in his mouth.

Yes, that’s what it tastes like! ! !

But he was very curious as to how this wine got into the hands of Rakshasaman.

Then I heard little Baron Henrietta say proudly: "Let me tell you, this is a good wine that my father got. He is usually reluctant to drink it, but it is very precious."

The translator was silent, he didn't know how to translate.

Moreover, does it need to be said that this son stole my wine?

So the translator thought for a while, organized the language, and said.

"The baron said that this wine is very precious and was collected by Viscount Henrietta. Isn't it very good?"

The messenger was very melancholy. How could he say that his own wine was not good?

Not only could he not say anything bad, he also had to give a thumbs up and praise it.

So he praised him again and again, and even if there was no need for an interpreter, the young Baron Henrietta could still see it.

So little Baron Henrietta was happy and gave him the jar of wine, and then asked the group of people to leave with twenty jars of other wine.

..............

At the same time, in the Five Continents of Northern Xinjiang, another province divided by Rakshasa Barbarians, a team under the banner of Yanhan Trading Company was talking to a greedy Rakshasa Baron.

Baron: "Only I can buy this wine, you can't sell it to anyone else!"

The shopkeeper of the caravan said with a smile: "Okay, but the Viscount is also involved in this business. Are you sure you want to monopolize it?"

The baron was stunned for a moment, then waved his hands in fear: "No, no, I just made a joke to you!"

The shopkeeper also laughed, "I have a special share here for you. These are two jars of wine that are not sold outside. Please accept it, Lord Baron!"

The baron was very happy with the result, and then heard the shopkeeper casually say:

"I'm going to do some standing army business in this city. What can your Lord Baron do for me?"

The Baron smiled and waved his hand: "Our city does not have a standing army, but we have a garrison. Do you want to do this business?"

The shopkeeper nodded, very happy.

"Yes, we do all kinds of business!!"