Like the Dothraki, the Jiugesnai were a barbaric nomadic people.
They also had no interest in the sea or ships, living as nomads, plundering the surrounding cities for ironware and other resources.
They formed tribes similar to the Khalasar, led by leaders similar to khal, and lived in tents similar to yurts.
Their skin was also similar, with the Jiugesnai having waxy yellow skin and the centaurs having bronze skin.
However, the Jiugesnai could not compare to the Dothraki in terms of appearance and physique. Their men and women were accustomed to binding their faces at the age of two (did Fat Martin imply binding their feet?). Their heads were all pointed, and their faces were small, making them very ugly.
They were also short and fat, not as tall and strong as the centaurs, and had long limbs. However, the Jiugesnai's mounts were stronger than the Dothraki's. The centaurs rode horses, while the Jiugesnai rode ferocious zebras.
One was a centaur, the other a zebra.
However, compared to the Dothraki, the Jiugesnai had several customs that Danny admired.
"Honored guests, please tell my people how the great Jiugesnai maintain the integrity of their people?" Danny asked the guests warmly, pointing to Aggo and a dozen other centaur warriors who were eating together in the living room.
The Jiugesnai were very pleased with Danny's subtle compliment, and were secretly delighted by her sincere attitude of asking for advice.
"I understand what Khaleesi means. Your Khalasar often splits, which eliminates most of the cowardly khals, but the bravery of one person is no match for the strength of an entire tribe."
Of the two Jiugesnai, one was middle-aged, the other had white hair and beard. The middle-aged man was silent, while the older man spoke frankly.
"At the end of the day, the Dothraki have not established a perfect marriage system. Ordinary centaurs have no wives, no children, and no blood ties to their Khalasar.
You know, blood is the strongest bond in the world.
Most of our tribes are held together by blood, and can last hundreds or even thousands of years without collapsing. Jaha, the leader in charge of war, is not a coward, and is often chosen from the sons of the previous Jaha.
As long as Jaha has enough wives, he will have enough sons. With so many sons of good blood, it is enough to choose a powerful warrior. "
Danny nodded approvingly. "This system is very good. We can learn from it."
This was the purpose of this banquet.
There were some things that she could say herself, but how could it be more impactful than a living example in front of her?
Hearing the Mother Of Dragons' praise, the old man became more and more excited. He proudly said, "Jaha is only the leader of the tribe. Above Jaha, there is Jahata. All the Jahas in Jiugesnai accept Jahata's command. Therefore, when facing a strong enemy, we Jiugesnai people always work together."
As if she had caught a glimpse of the centaur's disapproving expression, Dani immediately chimed in, "This is also a very good system. I'm sure there must have been many epic hero level Jahata in Jugesnai?"
Every nation had its own epic heroes, and Danny didn't expect the old man to name a truly earth-shattering hero.
She was well aware of one thing, and that was that people who inherited their bloodline would all use magnificent poems to boast about their ancestors.
Even the barbarians of the Stone Age who ate raw meat and drank blood would become immortals in the myths and legends of their descendants.
So after asking, she took a sip of red wine and quietly waited for the pointy-headed old Jiugesnai to brag.
Old Jiugesnai seemed to have never been so excited before. He danced and sang, "Ah, the great Mother Of Dragons, your eyes are like torches. Only the wise can see through the wisdom of another wise.
There is no doubt that you are as wise as our Jiugesnai ancestors. "
"You flatter me, you flatter me. I'm far from it."
The thickness of my face is really far from yours.
Danny smiled humbly on the surface, but she couldn't help but complain in her heart.
"Our ancestors attacked the Kingdom of Nigel until only one city remained. It was a city where many necromancers and interrogators gathered. If not for ninety percent of the city's space being hidden underground, it would have been broken through by us."
As if to increase the greatness of this achievement, the old man lowered his voice and added, "Don't underestimate necromancers, and don't think that they are liars. Do you know the long night that shrouded the world thousands of years ago? "
"Deviants?" Chora exclaimed.
"Hehehe, I know about deviants. Those living dead people are the masterpieces of necromancers. It is said that the long night was summoned by the Bloodstone Emperor, the son of the Barbarian Land, using necromancy.
But such a powerful kingdom of necromancers was still almost destroyed by us. "The old man said proudly.
"Wow, that's … that's really powerful." Danny began to flatter him again, but she was still skeptical.
The Barbarian Land was a few continents and seas away from the Westeros. The deviants didn't go to the Easterners, but they went to the Westerners.
Let's not talk about the reason. How did they get there?
Did they take a shortcut through the Arctic Circle?
The Westerners were connected to the Barbarian Land?
This was too sci-fi. It was not fantasy at all. This was a fantasy world!
"We also destroyed the country of the descendants of Haier Cologne," the short old man continued.
"Forgive me for being ignorant, but why did they give it such a weird name like 'Haier Cologne'?" Danny asked curiously.
They might as well call it 'Haier Brotherhood Country'!
"Sigh, even as enemies, we Jugesnai people have to admit the greatness of Haier Cologne." The old man sighed and asked, "Kalixi, do you know the Red Sword of the Hero?"
Danny thought for a while before she remembered the fairy tale of the Red Sword. "You mean the Light Messenger?"
Chora said in horror, "Eight thousand years ago, the long night came. The deviants brought the whole world into endless darkness and cold. The heavy snow almost wiped the Seven Kingdoms off the map.
At the moment when the survival of mankind was in danger, a hero appeared. He was Yasuol Ahai!
He held the Red Sword of the Hero that was full of light and heat. He defeated the night and ice and brought light and warmth back to the world. "
"That's it." The old man nodded and said emotionally, "Yasuol Ahai is Haier Cologne. About the Terminator of the Long Night, every race has the same story and a similar hero.
But the names of the heroes are not the same. You people in the West call him 'Yasuol Ahai.' In the East, the descendants of Haier Cologne call him the Hero Haier Cologne. The barbarians call him Yi Tal. In the Nigerians, he is called Nefron, and the 'Shadow Hunter' Ederick …
Even though he died in the legendary era of heroes, the prophecy of his rebirth has been passed down in the East for five thousand years. After the Long Summer, the stars will cry blood, and the cold darkness will cover the world. In this terrible moment, a warrior will pull out a burning sword from the fire. That sword is the Light Messenger, the Red Sword of the Hero. The one who holds the sword is the reincarnation of Yasuol Ahai, and he will drive away the darkness. "
"For such a great hero, his descendants named their country 'Haier Cologne'. It's not a big deal."
The old man said proudly, "But we Jugesnai people destroyed the ancient Haier Cologne's descendants. Now there are only three fortress cities, Shamiliana, Kayakayanaya, and Bayasabhadh left. They are the last survivors of Haier Cologne's descendants.
When I was young, I followed Jahata on the Path of Steel and waged a three-year-long crusade against Kaya Kayanaya. I attacked the walls of Kaya Kayanaya twice. "
Now, Dany had a whole new level of respect for the centaurs next door. Compared to them, the Dothraki, who only knew how to steal the statues of other heroes, had nothing to boast about.
Nine free trade cities, and not a single one was destroyed. That was too low!
But this was just an appetizer. The glorious history of the Jugesnai people continued.
"The Nigerians and Haier Cologne's descendants are just small countries in the East. The real overlord is the Golden Heaven of the Barbarians."
"Golden Heaven?" Danny felt her teeth ache. That was a good name …
"Sigh, that's not an exaggeration." The old man waved his hand. He thought that Danny doubted the quality of the Barbarians and thought that they were not worthy of the four words' Golden Heaven '. He explained with a serious expression, "The Golden Heaven is the land of thousands of gods and kings, and its ruler is the only Son of Heaven.
At that time, the Valleglia people were still herding sheep in the wild!
The Son of Heaven was definitely the strongest overlord in the known world at that time. The scale of his army was unimaginable, and his wealth was comparable to the ancient Valleglia Empire at its peak. His palace was bigger than the King's Landing of the Andals, and the floor of his bedroom was also made of gold. "
"Sir, have you been to the King's Landing?" Knight Jorah asked in a muffled voice.
The King's Landing was the capital of the Seven Kingdoms, but it was not as big as the palace of the Barbarians. "Fake Andals, real Ancestors," he was very unhappy.
The old zebra man glanced at him and said calmly, "I still can't forget the stench of feces and rotten fish in the King's Landing fishermen's square."
Not simple. This old zebra man had actually been to the King's Landing that was tens of thousands of miles away.
Danny immediately pulled the topic back. "Could it be that the brave Jiugesnai people had even destroyed the Golden Celestial Dynasty?"
"That's not true." The old man shook his head and said helplessly and proudly, "For thousands of years, we've repeatedly plundered the northern border of the Barbarians, but all we did was force the Son of Heaven to keep moving the capital to the south.
There was once a young and brave lord in the Barbarians, Son of Heaven Luo Bao. He worked hard to govern the country, reformed the court, and almost restored the Barbarians to the glory of the Golden Celestial Dynasty.
During his time, even the rebellious Jiugesnai people had no choice but to pay tribute and submit to him.
Unfortunately, Emperor of Heaven Luo Bao thought that the Jiugesnai people were afraid of power and not virtue. If we submit today, we'll definitely rebel in the future. "
Danny nodded. It seemed that Emperor of Heaven Luo Bao was a sensible person.
The old man also admitted, "He's right. The Golden Celestial Dynasty was powerful. We couldn't defeat it, so of course we had to submit. But when the Celestial Dynasty declined, we'd be stupid not to plunder it."
"Uh …"
This old Jiugesnai person was so straightforward that Danny did not know what to say.
"But what's wrong with that?" The old man downed a cup of wine and shouted, "When the Barbarians were weak, they still gave money and women to our Jahata in exchange for peace. But when they were strong, they massacred our people?
It's natural for the strong to bully the weak. It's against the natural order for the weak to bully the strong. "
"Did Emperor of Heaven Luo Bao bully you?" Chora asked.
"No, he didn't bully us. He wanted to eliminate all future troubles and completely annihilate the Jiugesnai race." The old man slapped his thigh and shouted angrily, "He's such a bully!"
Danny sighed inwardly. She felt sorry for the ambitious emperor. Since the old Jiugesnai person was cursing here, it meant that Luo Bao was neither Emperor Wu of Han nor Emperor Taizong of Tang.
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