Xu Yichen looked at Tupac, who was only a little shorter than him, and really felt the vicissitudes of history.

He still remembers that before the establishment of the Retribution Team a year ago, the son of the Crazy Bull who knelt on the ground with a passionate face and shouted to glorify the name of the Witch King. He also couldn't forget that the other party was taken to the sky by a flying bug like a young boy, and finally returned to the military station with great destiny.

Now, the berserker who once proposed to Vitoria is already the leader of the largest tribe of the New World, the Mad Bull Tribe, a legendary berserker, and the totem in the hearts of those tribes.

Xu Yichen easily saw unconcealed worship in the eyes of the guards behind the Crazy Bull. However, as a berserker, the Crazy Bull himself, except for the wrinkles on the corners of his eyes, all the light of wisdom flashed in his eyes.

"I'm glad to see you, a guest from afar." The mad bull raised his hand, and several strong tribal warriors immediately left the tent: "In this land, it's rare to see people like you with black hair and black eyes, but for some reason, I have an inexplicable sense of familiarity with you. In the words of a shaman, I believe this is a fate between us, so I will greet you in the way of treating my friends, and hope to get the rewards we deserve."

"Of course, we came with friendship." Xu Yichen didn't know if that mission made the other party feel a little familiar with him, but it was undoubtedly a good thing to avoid a conflict with a legendary berserker.

"I saw your ship, which looked like the style of an elf." The mad cow stood up and poured steaming drinks in several cups: "Don't get me wrong, I really don't have a good impression of an elf, but I won't kill you all for this reason."

"Yes, that ship was indeed made by an elf, but you can understand it as a spoil." Xu Yichen looked at the crazy cow who liked to drink hot drinks, and couldn't help but recall the scene of the other party's breath bursting in his middle school when he was young, and almost smiled.

They landed a few hours ago, and the Laurel almost arrived at the bay along the direction of the corpse. Their arrival made the rebel soldiers on the beach immediately blow the horn. Fortunately, because the mad cow was standing on the cliff, these rebel soldiers did not act more intensely, but sent several small boats to the Laurel, trying to figure out whether it was an enemy or a friend.

Before the American Imperial players entered the game, the rebels had become accustomed to the concept that all those who came from the sea were enemies. It was not until the past few years that the American Imperials began to build warships, which broke the monopoly of combat nuns and the Templars over the sea.

Moreover, the Laurel is different from the nuns' black ships, so these rebel soldiers did not directly launch an attack.

"So what purpose do you have when you came from the old continent all the way?" The Crazy Bull had a gentle attitude that was completely inconsistent with his name, which made Xu Yichen constantly guess what the other party had encountered over the past two hundred years, which made people such a huge change.

Xu Yichen did not lie, he said to the mad bull frankly: "We came to the New World to negotiate for the safety of the entire world at the invitation of the Witch King."

"Hahaha, are you going to negotiate with the Witch King?" The mad bull did not get furious because he heard the name Witch King. Instead, he patted his thigh and laughed. He pointed to Xu Yichen and pointed at himself: "I am already a legend and have fought with the Witch King for a lifetime, but I have never seen the Witch King look like. Why do you think you can negotiate with the Witch King?"

"Because behind me is a country that the Witch King must look directly at. This country has the ability and willingness to stop what happened to those sleeping people, and it will happen to others." Xu Yichen sat upright and said to the mad bull.

"A country." The mad cow stopped laughing, stared at Xu Yichen blankly, and repeated: "A powerful country that the Witch King must look directly at."

"How happy." The mad bull sighed, and that long sigh made the back of the berserker who had been experiencing more than two hundred years of swords and shadows bent down: "I believe in you, a friend from afar, I see pride and confidence in your eyes, and lies cannot give you these."

"I hope to safely pass your territory and enter the area controlled by the witch kings as soon as possible." Xu Yichen did not try to comfort the other party. For such a warrior, comfort was an insult.

"Don't worry, you have crossed the sea and need to be repaired. I have informed my old friend that he is also a wizard, a smart man. He knows the Witch King better than me. Through him, you will soon see the Witch King." The Crazy Bull drank all the hot drinks in the cup: "This time the tragedy that happened to the aliens made me see a more evil threat than the Witch King. I understand my people. I would rather give up hatred. I think my old friend would think so, and maybe we will go along the way."

"That's my honor." Xu Yichen nodded with a smile, and he had enough respect for the current mad bull.

In fact, Xu Yichen and Wang Andong did not wait too long. For the legendary spellcaster, the distance in space was obviously not a problem. In less than half an hour, the legendary spellcaster Abraham Lincoln landed at the entrance of the Crazy Bull's tent through flight.

"Crazy bull, can you choose a place to camp next time you choose to camp? "Abraham had to go around a big bay in order to avoid a protruding rock when he landed.

Xu Yichen's gaze landed with Abraham. Compared with the Crazy Bull, the appearance of this former Templar is completely different from that of Xu Yichen's memory.

In his memory, Abraham was a timid and middle-aged man when he first met, and the legendary wizard standing in front of Xu Yichen was a tall middle-aged man with a big beard with a sharp edge. Just standing there, he had a momentum of being arrogant without anger.

In two hundred years, the Crazy Bull has transformed from a young boy into a stable tribal leader, and the Knight Templar, who has a strong heart, has become a leader who can lead a country.

"It seems that you are guests from the old continent. I hope the mad cow didn't scare you." Abraham held Xu Yichen's hand without any airs: "Don't be scared by his appearance. He is actually a very gentle person. If there is any negligence, I apologize to you for him."

"In fact, we got along very happily, Mr. Lincoln." Xu Yichen bent over slightly, so that Abraham would not seem too embarrassed. Although he was tall, he was only by mortal standards, when he stood in front of Xu Yichen.
Chapter completed!