Chapter 242: The Beginning
Chapter 242: The Beginning
September 25th, 2017
Lu HaiKong practiced the Basic Axe Technique a few times, testing his grip and feel before stopping. After all, there was a battle at noon, and it was unnecessary to exhaust himself too much in the morning.
Soon, his maidservants brought fresh milk and mutton as Lu HaiKong's breakfast. Looking at the meal before him, Lu HaiKong couldn't help but feel a sense of sentiment.
Long ago, as a poor man, Lu HaiKong had always fantasized about eating an entire roasted lamb leg by himself. But when the opportunity finally arrived, he didn't feel as thrilled as he had expected. He realized that some attributes could fade, and people could truly change.
After a moment of reflection, Lu HaiKong finished his breakfast and took a short rest. When the time was right, he followed his maidservants to the venue of the martial match.
Since this match involved seven tribes, many Huns had gathered, as Qi Qi Ge was the undisputed goddess among the nearby seven tribes and a formidable female warrior renowned for both her beauty and strength. Her popularity among the seven tribes was exceptionally high, making the matter of her marriage a significant event for the Huns.
Due to the large number of attendees, the Uyun Tribe moved the match outside the tribe to prevent any security incidents, as the combined population of the other six tribes amounted to around ten thousand.
When Lu HaiKong arrived, the area around the venue was already packed with people, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of a festival celebration.
Roasted mutton was everywhere, and Huns were drinking milk wine and chatting. Of course, there were also some scuffles.
The seven tribes often had friction, and when members of tribes with grudges met, they would duel in front of everyone.
This was a martial tribe, and such duels during festive events were not only tolerated but also accepted as a part of their culture. Even if someone died, it wouldn't cause panic; the body would be dragged away, and the loser would accept their defeat without further trouble.
This scene may have been somewhat barbaric, but it also showed Lu HaiKong another side of this nation—a nation that valued martial prowess, a fierce tribe whose individual combat abilities far surpassed those of the Han people.
However, Lu HaiKong didn't feel much of the festive atmosphere, as he wasn't a Hun, and his arrival immediately drew attention, and not in a friendly manner.
Wherever Lu HaiKong went, the Huns would stop what they were doing and stare at him with mocking and contemptuous eyes.
To Lu HaiKong's credit, the Huns refrained from attacking him, as if only to witness the spectacle of a weak Han man's humiliation during the match.
For these Huns, this battle was ultimately theirs, and their grassland blossom would belong to one of them. As for Lu HaiKong, he was merely a pitiful and laughable clown, and they were eager to witness his embarrassment during the match.
Lu HaiKong paid no heed to the Huns' stares. He instructed his maidservants to lay out a blanket in a relatively flat and comfortable area of the venue. They placed some food and drinks on the blanket, and Lu HaiKong casually sat down with a military book, occasionally enjoying the refreshments.
To Lu HaiKong, this situation felt more like a picnic than an impending battle, devoid of any tension.
"Is this the Han man Qi Qi Ge brought back? Why does he seem more like a scholar to me?" In the venue, a burly Hun commented to Wuyun Tu, pointing at Lu HaiKong.
"Don't underestimate him. This Han man is not simple," Wuyun Tu replied, recalling Lu HaiKong's burst of aura, his eyebrows furrowing.
The Hun beside Wuyun Tu was He SuiMeng, the one Qi Qi Ge had previously warned Lu HaiKong about. He was the top warrior of the He Sui tribe, but it was unclear how he came to be with Wuyun Tu.
"Even if he's not simple, what can he do? Can a mere Han man really take away our grassland blossom?" Another Hun, the leader of the Fu Shi tribe named Fu Li, scoffed beside Wuyun Tu and He SuiMeng.
"True, this Han man is not a concern. I'm just worried that woman might pull some tricks."
"Rest assured, that woman can't stir up much trouble. How many men under her command are truly loyal to her?"
"Indeed, a mere woman dares to dream of leading men and becoming a chief. As a woman, she should just lie under a man's hips."
These three Huns—the top warriors of the Wuyun, He Sui, and Fu Shi tribes—chatted briefly before returning to their respective tribes.
Time passed quickly, and soon it was noon. The highly anticipated Hun-style marriage tournament officially began.
The old chief gave a brief speech, then declared the start of the match.
Chapter end
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