Devil’s Advent

My son's surname is Zheng.

Logically speaking, Liang Cheng should feel very uncomfortable when these words sounded like this.

After all, he is a proud ancient zombie, and his master is called his son. Doesn't he have an extra Supreme Emperor on his head out of thin air?

But that's not how it works out.

The origin of all this is still derived from the fact that my master Zheng Fan insisted that one thing less is worse than one thing more, regardless of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

He kowtowed in front of the simple small altar.

Shatuo Queshi has no heirs, and his tribe, the Shatuo tribe, has been exterminated.

The altar he set up himself was to pay homage to himself in advance, to pay homage to the desert yellow sand that gave birth to him and raised him.

But because of the kowtow to kill by his master,

As a result, his own master became the blood food successor of Shatuo Queshi.

It's like the folks go to the grave to burn paper and place tributes on the festivals or the anniversary of the ancestor's death.

The living offer blood food to the dead, and the dead bless the living with peace and prosperity in the dark;

Talking about transactions is a bit too cold, because there are a lot of emotional factors in it, which can be called a tacit agreement.

The so-called asking for the blessing of the ancestors is actually such a truth.

Because of this, Sha Tuo Queshi said, My son's surname is Zheng. That's right, because Zheng Fan kowtowed to him, and there has never been a shortage of offerings during festivals. From time to time, Zheng Fan would bring drinks and side dishes to find Sha Tuo Que Shi chatted.

Although Shatuo Queshi is a zombie now, he has indeed saved Zheng Fan a few times. Zombies are scary, but if you choose a normal person, do you want to have such a practical zombie godfather? People will nod without hesitation and shout, want, want, want.

Liang Cheng hesitated for a moment, then turned back to the house.

It just so happened that Zheng Fan picked up a jug of wine by himself, cut a plate of dried tofu and just walked out with it.

Judging by this posture, he was going to chat with Sha Tuo Que Shi.

After all, so many things happened today, which is equivalent to arguing with the demon kings. The more people are at this time, the more they want to talk.

Liang Cheng suddenly felt that his master was a little pitiful. Everyone of the devil kings was a tough-minded generation, and they had experienced enough wind and rain, so even if Xue San was beaten up, Xue San could actually see it very happily. .

But Zheng Fan was not, Zheng Fan was running all the way trying to keep up with the rhythm of the devil.

Why are you back again?

Zheng Fan asked with a smile.

Liang Cheng didn't hide it, and said directly:

Master, this subordinate has just advanced.

Oh, congratulations.

Zheng Fan seemed to have known this result a long time ago, so he was not surprised.

They really know each other too well.

Just like Xue San's transgression this time, Zheng Fan is naturally clear about what he wants to achieve.

The blood of the subordinate has recovered a little, and now the subordinate can communicate with Shatuo Queshi... between zombies.

Huh? Can you help Sha Tuo Que Stone recover?

It may not be possible at the moment, but it should be possible to do something for him.

You are a big zombie, and you don't even know what step you can do?

Facing this question, Liang Cheng still answered very sincerely:

My lord, before becoming a zombie, my subordinates are actually very strong. After becoming a zombie, my subordinates are directly ancient zombies. Therefore, what is the difference between the zombies of the lower level and what are the limitations of their abilities? not very clear.

... Zheng Fan.

The truth is often the most hurtful.

The meaning in Liang Cheng's words is that my debut is the pinnacle,

Just like a genius who was admitted to university at the age of eleven or twelve,

If you force him to talk about life in junior high school and high school, he really doesn't know.

Let's go, let's take a look together.

Yes, my lord.

………

Because the Hirano House has not yet been built, the basement suitable for Shatuo Queshi's coffin has not been vacated. In this temporary house, Shatuo Queshi is placed in the most remote room in the back house. .

When Zheng Fan and Liang Cheng came over, they found that Mowan had already arrived with the young master.

Zheng Fan, a martial artist, may not have sensed the movement of the coffin lid being bounced off and Shatuo Queshi's breath leaking out, but it was impossible for the soul body, Magic Pill, not to be alarmed.

in the house,

The young master was sitting on the edge of the coffin, very close to Shatuo Queshi.

you can only say,

After all, it is the child brought by the magic pill, it is really unscrupulous;

In addition, aunts with babies, taking children to see cats and dogs, have to worry about not being scratched by small animals. As a result, here at Mowan, they directly bring their babies to have close contact with a zombie.

This is infinitely more dangerous than putting a child in a tiger cage.

On the other hand, I can only lament the son of Jingnan Hou, this fate is really tough.

Other children may get caught and get sick if they touch something dirty and are slightly frightened;

Little Hou Ye has been playing with ghosts since he was a child, crawling on the coffin, but he has a good appetite and eats deliciously.

When Zheng Fan came in, Sha Tuo Que Shi, who was sitting in the coffin, turned his head slowly and looked at Zheng Fan.

He is still expressionless, but you can feel that he is paying attention to you.

Sha Tuo Que Shi had interacted with Mowan, because Mowan was Zheng Fan's son.

Sha Tuo Que Shi also shot and killed the culprit in order to protect the young master, because the young master is Zheng Fan's godson.

You kowtowed for me,

I protect your descendants.

Sha Tuo Que Shi did it.

Regardless of whether he was alive or dead, he was a man of integrity and trustworthiness.

Liang Cheng opened his mouth, and there were hoarse friction sounds in his throat, and his eyes were even more green, like will-o'-the-wisps.

As if being drawn by Liang Cheng, Sha Tuo Que Shi also opened his mouth and began to respond hoarsely.

Shaoqing,

Liang Cheng said:

Master, his consciousness is still very chaotic, but he can try to ask some questions.

Zheng Fan nodded and said:

Ask him what he wants.

You can't always accept other people's feelings with peace of mind. If you can, Zheng Fan also hopes to do something for him.

Liang Cheng began to ask Sha Tuo Que Shi,

after awhile,

Liang Cheng replied:

Master, he said yellow sand, sheep, oasis...

Is that what he said?

The subordinates guessed, that's what it means.

oh.

Zheng Fan sighed and said:

He's homesick.

What the dead need is to go to the ground to rest in peace, and what they pursue is to return their souls to their hometown.

This is nature, the instinct of all things and all spirits.

Leaving home when young and returning home when old is a kind of reincarnation and a destination that people pursue throughout their lives.

Shatuo Queshi's home is in the Shatuo tribe, but that tribe has been exterminated.

But his hometown is in the desert.

Zheng Fan felt a little guilty,

Because of his own relationship, Shatuo Queshi was brought from the desert to Hutou City by himself, then from Hutou City to Cuiliu Fort, and then from Cuiliu Fort to Shengle, and then continued eastward to Xueguan .

Every time I change places, I get promoted and get rich, and my power is getting bigger and bigger;

But for Shatuo Queshi, it is getting farther and farther away from his hometown.

My lord, this is just his very simple thought now, because his current consciousness is not mature enough.

But it's also his truest thought.

Zheng Fan sighed and continued:

In the future, I will help him rebuild a Sato department.

Liang Cheng nodded and said, This is what it should be.

Just then, the blind man came over.

In fact, he didn't need to communicate, because he could know where Zheng Fan was in the house with a little mental power.

The blind man walked in and noticed Liang Cheng first, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but draw a curve.

this wave,

Really honest people turn over.

Stupid Tie Han Han Fan Li,

This cold zombie,

They were actually the first two people to advance.

Therefore, it is true that people should not be judged by appearances, and people can't believe all this stuff.

My lord, the military information sent from Yupan City.

Zheng Fan turned around, looked at the blind man, and asked:

What's wrong?

The eldest prince's dowry, that is, the Ke Yan tribe, nearly 30,000 tribes, have already crossed the Wangjiang River. When sending the letter, they should be crossing the river. Now that we have received this letter, the tribe that came here should have passed by now. , and maybe even on the way to continue eastward.”

So fast?

These 10,000 barbarian cavalry are the existence that Uncle Zheng thinks about day and night.

Xueguan has 10,000 more cavalry, whether it is going north to the snowfield or going to Zhennanguan to stroll in front of the Chu people, it will become calmer.

It's not like now, where you can only bury your head in construction, and all aspects seem to be stretched.

Self-construction and self-reliance are principles that must be adhered to, but since there are objects around you that can be plundered by you, it is a bit sorry for yourself not to do some primitive accumulation of bloody crimes.

At the same time, after mastering the 10,000 barbarian iron cavalry, although Uncle Zheng could not compete with the strength of Li Fusheng, the commander-in-chief of the Zhenbei Army, he could still sit firmly in the second-tier echelon of the commander-in-chief of Dayan.

Here we don't talk about titles, but only about the number of soldiers and horses under our command.

The Zhenbei Army has six towns, 300,000 cavalry, and each town has nearly 50,000 cavalry under the commander-in-chief. Even if some miscellaneous things are removed, there must be 40,000. Uncle Zheng only has half of them now.

Of course, in the past few years of the South and North Wars, the Zhenbei Army has also suffered a lot, but the recruits are replenished quickly.

Zheng Fan looked at the blind man and said:

Preparation of tents and materials for receiving applications will begin immediately, and the corresponding support work must keep up.

The blind man nodded, and said, My lord, here is another official document from the household department. The money and grain that the household department escorted to our Xueguan in the first half of this year are here.

Having said that, the blind man smiled and said:

My lord, it's the real amount.

Amount?

Yan State's supply of money and food to the troops stationed in Jin has always been only 50%, and in some places it is not enough, and the local generals have to rely on the local generals to make enough food and clothing.

It stands to reason that the location of Xueguan is critical, and there are many places that need support, but it would be interesting to give more than 70%.

The real amount, that is, there is no discount at all, and it is all for you.

Even in later generations, such earmarked money and food will inevitably be plucked from above, let alone now.

My lord, it's not just as simple as the real amount, the loss during transportation has also been made up for. At the same time, the categories of the money and food and all kinds of luggage. The amount is more than 20% more.

The so-called money and grain does not simply refer to silver and a type of grain, there are too many tricks that can be manipulated.

Zheng Fan believes that the blind man and Si Niang are proficient in this point, but since the blind man said that this time it is really full, it means that the money and food escorted by the Ministry of Households this time is nearly three times more than the previous ones. times.

Who is responsible? Zheng Fan immediately savored the truth.

As the leader of a warlord who is leading troops abroad, he naturally knows why someone in the court is good at being an official, especially this kind of unbelievable high-strength milk,

If you are not relatives, why do people treat you so well?

Even if this is a treasury expenditure, the person who manages the treasury is a living person after all, isn't it?

The blind man silently took out another letter and said:

My lord, this came together with the documents of the household department. It is a letter from the sixth prince. The sixth prince is now watching the household department, which probably means that he is an intern of the household department, but it is obvious...

The blind man didn't say the following words, but everyone can understand them.

Uncle Zheng took a deep breath,

And spit out slowly,

Involuntarily stretching out his arms,

road:

This milk is so comfortable.

The blind man echoed: No, in the past, the Sixth Prince could only rely on his own business to support us, just like a trickle, it can be used to quench thirst;

Now, it is using the national treasury to support us. This amount of milk is very comfortable.

It's up to you to answer the letter to Little Six.

Yes, my lord.

Also, send another letter to Marquis Jingnan to say hello.

The people of the Marquis of Jingnan sit in Fengxin City, but who speaks the best in the entire Sanjin area, even a three-year-old child knows the answer.

The so-called greetings mean to remind the money and food sent from Yingdu, shouldn't it also arrive?

At the same time, when the money and food from the Ministry of Households are delivered, you have to ask Master Hou to take care of it. It is a thing with the surname Zheng, so it can't be picked up by others.

Since you are a trusted confidant, you naturally have to be treated like a confidant, right?

Yes, this subordinate understands.

At this time, Liang Cheng asked:

My lord, since Ke Yan's troops have already crossed Wangjiang, shouldn't we send a team to meet them?

Zheng Fan heard this, nodded thoughtfully, and said:

Tell Jinshu to lead a thousand riders. He is a barbarian, so it is easier to communicate.

I heard that alchemy can be assigned to respond,

Liang Cheng and the blind man naturally understood the smell,

The boy's previous act of loyalty was not in vain, and this road has taken a lot of breadth.

Now that it's here,

Zheng Fan said to Liang Cheng again:

Let's postpone sending troops to the snowy field for now, and plan a new plan when the barbarian cavalry arrives.

I said before that I would lead troops to the snowy field, but it was actually for the purpose of relaxing and venting my anger.

However, Uncle Zheng is not King You of Zhou after all, so military affairs and personal preferences can be separated. Since he can double the number of troops he can use in a short time, it will undoubtedly be a very difficult task to start a fight at this time. stupid thing.

Yes, this subordinate understands.

By the way, blind man, hurry up with that savage king, make a battle plan, and then start preparing for the ideological and political education of the 10,000 barbarian cavalry.

In autumn at the latest, we must make a big attack on Xueyuan, otherwise there will be so many people inside and outside Xueguan, and if we don’t plunder them well, the next winter will be very difficult to live comfortably.

My lord, don't worry, my subordinates will take care of it.

Okay, I'll be alone for a while.

Yes, my lord.

Yes, my lord.

The blind man and Liang Cheng walked out, one was holding the stone where the magic pill was, and the other was hugging the young master.

After going outside,

The blind man knocked on the stone in his hand and joked:

A foolish man, a zombie, both of them have advanced. How long will you have to wait, your own son?

Magic Wan ignored the blind man's provocation.

The little master in Liang Cheng's arms stretched out his hand to rub Liang Cheng's body. He could feel the difference between Liang Cheng's skin and ordinary people's.

call………

The blind man shook his waist, and said:

Is it like that?

The question is about an advanced method, is it that kind?

Liang Cheng nodded: I thought you'd find an excuse to stay.

To be honest, if you are told by several people a day, you will always get tired. It's like chicken soup. If you drink too much in a short period of time, you will definitely get sick. Let's not rush. I will wait for the lord's senses and emotions to cool down a little. .

After all, if it doesn't work once, the same truth will definitely be boring when you say it a second time.

The blind man had planned everything out.

You just need to know it in your heart. Liang Cheng would not worry about the blind man.

Actually, the few of us are good. Do you know who is the most difficult?

Xue San?

San'er got hurt this time, but it's not a big problem. The most difficult thing is actually the one in my hand plus Siniang. One is my own son and the other is the person next to my pillow. I know why they didn't succeed the first time this time. what?

Because the closer the person is, the harder it is to tell the truth.

talking,

The blind man pointed to his chest:

It's easy to get hurt.

Buzz!

The magic pill flew up and hit the blind man's head directly!

The blind man didn't dodge or even resist, he just stood there and shouted:

Ah Cheng, save me!

Snapped!

Liang Cheng stretched out his hand and grabbed the stone that was thrown at the blind man.

Liang Cheng, who had already gained the upper hand in strength, was not very difficult to deal with the magic pill. Of course, the premise was that everyone was just an ordinary player and did not face each other.

The blind man tidied up his collar calmly, not feeling that his words were annoying at all, but continued:

Piercing the heart is piercing the heart, but everything has two sides. Between people who are close to each other, wounds are actually easier to heal.

immediately,

The blind man bent down, moved his face forward, and poked twice on the stone where the magic pill was.

road:

Your lord, don't you know that Si Niang's love for him is not pure love between men and women?

paused,

The blind man said again:

Didn't you know that your greatest dream is to be a filial son?

...

in the house,

Sha Tuo Que Shi, who had been sitting before, had already lay back, closed his eyes, and remained motionless, really looking like an ordinary corpse.

Zheng Fan personally adjusted the cushions and pillows in the coffin for him, and then helped him cover the expensive silk blanket.

Subsequently,

Zheng Fan sat on the ground,

facing the coffin,

Serve the food and drink,

Two pairs of chopsticks and two bowls.

After guessing that the blind man outside and Liang Cheng and the others had gone far away,

Zheng Fan raised his wine glass to the coffin,

road:

Let's go first.

...

The migration team of Keyan Department is on the way.

On the north and south sides of the team, there were five thousand Jingnan Army cavalry escorts on each side.

This is the treatment this tribe has been receiving since it entered Yan territory from Beifeng County.

For hundreds of years, many barbarian tribes migrated into Yan State, and some barbarian tribes even served as officials in the court of Yan State, but this was the first time such a large-scale migration of tribes like the Keyan tribe.

The leader of the Ke Yan tribe, Ke Yanmou, was riding on horseback, holding a wine bag in his hand, which contained kumiss.

He was half-drunk all the way, and during the migration of the tribe, his eldest son, Ke Yandong, was responsible for all matters that required the presence of the patriarch.

The climate in the territory of Yan State and Jin State is indeed much better than the desert, but the desert is his hometown. If it is not for the consideration of the whole family, young and old, Ke Yanmou will never accept the condition of relocation.

and,

Or as a dowry for the barbarian king to marry his daughter!

But, there is really no way, people always have to live.

Brother Ke Yandong rode his horse to his father's side and reported:

Father, dozens of clansmen are sick today.

It is normal for such a long-distance migration to be unaccustomed to the soil and water. Not only the old and young in the clan, but even the warriors in the clan will inevitably get sick.

Send it to the priest to take care of it. In addition, please ask the people of Yan to send some doctors over to treat our people.

Yes, father.

Brother Dong.

Father?

In the future, you don't need to come to me to report these things anymore. You are already an adult. You are the young master of the Ke Yan tribe and the future leader of my Ke Yan tribe. You should learn to use your own wisdom and bravery to lead the tribe. Moving forward.

Whether it is the Central Plains dynasty or the barbarians in the desert, the dispute between heirs is always a taboo and sensitive topic, because it involves the most fundamental power struggle.

But it is an exception in the Ke Yan department, because Ke Yanmou took over the Ke Yan department from his elder brother, and here he has only one son, Brother Ke Yandong, and the rest are all daughters.

Therefore, Keyan's department has no choice when it comes to the issue of future heirs.

When the team passed through Yanjing, Ke Yanmou learned that His Majesty the Emperor Yan had seven sons. Instead of being jealous, he felt sorry for the Emperor Yan.

Of course, these words cannot be said casually, because the former Emperor Yanren has now become His Majesty the Emperor above his head.

It is impossible for the Ke Yan tribe to return to the desert homeland in a short period of time. Therefore, the whole family has to live on the breath of the Yan people.

At the same time, the Yan people obviously didn't trust them, so they moved them far from the west to Xuehaiguan in the east. Along the way, no matter where the team moved, there were no less than 10,000 Yan cavalry nearby.

Although the Ke Yan tribe can also organize thousands of warriors, but after all, the whole clan, young and old, are here, so it is impossible and dare not to have any conflicts with the Yan people.

Father, you are as strong as a goshawk in the desert. Besides, there are seven elders in my clan. You have extraordinary experience and wisdom. I still need to learn from you.

As the sole heir, Ke Yandong was not being hypocritical when he said these words.

Since he is the only child, what should he worry about?

What should be yours must be yours.

Even if his father had another son now, it would not pose any threat to him because of the large age gap.

When one's own status is guaranteed, one will naturally give more thought to public considerations.

call………

Ke Yanmu smiled, shook his head, and raised his neck to take another big sip of kumiss.

Brother Dong, what I'm most worried about now is whether Xueguan can prepare food for us to live in, and move along the way. Except for the war horses, the tribe can be better protected. As for the other cattle and sheep, they are already on the way. It was almost exhausted on the way.

If the Uncle Yan in Xuehaiguan cannot provide us with enough food and leather, this winter will be very difficult for our tribe.

For the barbarians in the desert, the livestock herd is a means of production, just like the fields of the people in the Central Plains. Now the livestock herd has almost withered due to migration. It is impossible for the tribesmen to learn to farm the land, right?

Even if it is farming, it is too late now.

Brother Ke Yandong seemed very calm, and said directly:

Father, don't worry about this. Doesn't it mean that there is a snowfield to the north of Xueguan? The savages on the snowfield also graze. We are short of livestock. When the time comes, my son will take the warriors of the clan to snatch the savages!

At worst, a percentage of the stolen goods will be given to that Uncle Yan from Xuehai Customs. We can never watch our people starve to death and freeze to death.

Barbarians look down on savages, this is a real chain of contempt.

Even though the savages once ravaged the land of Jin, the barbarians still felt that the savages were not considered high-class.

Brother Dong, after arriving at the Snow Pass, don't act recklessly on the warriors of the clan, otherwise, there will be big problems.

Father, I know what you are worried about. We are willing to sacrifice our lives for the Yan people, but the Yan people must not let us starve to death!

No matter what, your temper needs to be corrected. Since my family has moved inland, we must be careful in everything we do.

I know, father, I will not take the initiative to provoke the Yan people.

For the past hundred years, because of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion and the Zhenbei Army, the barbarians in the desert actually had a kind of fear for the Yan people.

woo woo woo woo!!!!!!!!!!

at this time,

A horn sounded suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, the two cavalry of the Jingnan Army who had been guarding Ke Yan's troops suddenly cheered up and began to accelerate.

This sudden change made Keyan's department flustered,

Brother Ke Yandong subconsciously thought that the Yan people were going to fight, and immediately wanted to raise his horns to gather the warriors in the clan to gather around him to prepare for the battle.

lay down!

Ke Yanmou lashed out with a whip, and pulled the horn from his son's hand.

If the people of Yan want to attack us, they need to wait until now!

at the same time,

From the east, teams of Yan cavalry galloped out, and the Yan cavalry holding the black dragon banner walked through the marching team of Keyan without any scruples.

Father, what's going on?

Brother Ke Yandong can now tell that the Yanren didn't mean to fight.

Ke Yanmou threw the wine bag in his hand on the ground, tidied up his clothes, put on his hat, and said slowly:

When we passed by Yingdu, didn't we say that we wanted to meet the Nanhou who was as famous as the Northern Marquis of the Yan people, but he was not in Yingdu, but in Fengxin City to the east of Wangjiang.

Now that we have passed Wangjiang, tell me, who is the nobleman of Yan State in front of us?

talking,

Ke Yanmou pointed to the excited Jingnan Army knights around,

Except for the Yan man Nanhou, who else can make these Yan soldiers so excited?

The Ke Yan tribe can become a thorn in the side of the barbarian king, and its leader, Ke Yanmu, naturally cannot be a wine bag and a rice bag. After seeing the excited appearances of these Yan people knights, he knew exactly how much the Yan people Nanhou's position in the Yan army was. sublime.

Even as the leader of the tribe, he can only control two or three thousand soldiers and horses at most, but the Yan man Nanhou can make these soldiers of the Yan army love him from the bottom of his heart. It is a great blessing to make these soldiers feel.

Such prestige...

Ke Yanmu narrowed his eyes,

at this time,

What flashed in the heart of the leader of Ke Yan was actually,

If this Yanren Nanhou wants to rebel, if my tribe follows him, after he succeeds, will our tribe have the chance to return to the desert?

It can't be blamed that Ke Yanmou thought of this, because since he left the desert, he has been enduring the pain and humiliation of leaving his hometown day and night, and returning home has become a knot in his heart.

King Jingnan is here, you will kneel down to meet him!

King Jingnan is here, you will kneel down to meet him!

King Jingnan is here, you will kneel down to meet him!

A sharp shout came from the mouth of the Jingnan Army knight.

Although the court's decree had already come down, the king of Jingnan was cut off and the prince was returned to the marquis again.

But these Jingnan soldiers will not change their words. Since they become princes, they will always be princes. We like to call them that. Does your court care about you?

If you want to change your name to not be Wang Ye, you can.

Then I can only call him Your Majesty!

Brother Dong, call the elders of the clan and come with me to meet the Marquis of Yan.

The reaction of the Ke Yan tribe was very docile. Not only did the clan members bow down immediately after seeing the Wang Qi, but all the noble elders in the clan also unloaded their weapons and left their horses under the leadership of the leader Ke Yanmou. , came to the temporarily set up military tent very respectfully.

Outside the army tent, there were 20,000 cavalrymen of the Jingnan Army ready to go, and more than 10,000 cavalrymen were cruising around.

The Eastern Expeditionary Army’s battle to expel the savages and Chu people has just ended. Although the Yan Army suffered heavy losses, the morale and confidence that the great victories have built for this army can be seen with the naked eye!

And after the war, the Marquis of Jingnan let go of the three Jin lands, except Li Fusheng and Li Bao, who originally belonged to the Zhenbei Army. The soldiers and horses were all reorganized and incorporated into the Jingnan Army system.

Therefore, it can be said that the Yan army's losses in the last round of war have not been recovered, but the Jingnan army is definitely stronger.

Looking at this neat military appearance,

Ke Yanmou took a deep breath, before he entered the village, he knelt down directly outside the fence.

Ke Yanmu, the leader of Ke Yan's tribe, led his people to kowtow to the prince of Jingnan, the prince is a thousand years old!

The leader knelt down, and the elders and nobles including Ke Yandong behind him also knelt down together.

Brother Ke Yandong was very close to his father. After kneeling down, he couldn't help whispering:

The people of Yan are trying to kill our prestige?

Putting on such a big battle is not a battle, it is naturally a deterrent.

This kind of method is actually very common in the desert. Sometimes when there is a conflict between two tribes, the powerful tribe will often choose to send its own warriors to form an army to visit the hostile tribe. If there is a huge disparity, the hostile tribe will also choose to back down.

Ke Yanmou shook his head, and quickly responded to his son in a low voice:

No, the Southern Marquis of the Yan people has nothing to do and needs to come here to show off in front of us? You know, he is on an equal footing with the Northern Marquis.

He did this on purpose to support someone, to that uncle Xuehaiguan, it is said that that uncle is his confidant, it seems to be true.

As the master, he was actually willing to come out on a special trip to support his subordinates.

Thinking about it this way, after we arrive at Xuehai Customs, we should be able to curry favor with that Uncle Yan, and the life of the tribe should not be too difficult.

Backing up for someone? Brother Dong was stunned for a moment. He was still young after all, and he couldn't react faster than his father on these matters.

Kacha...Kacha...

The gate of the military village was opened.

According to the order of the prince, the leader of Ke Yan's tribe is summoned to have an audience!

An orderly rode by at a gallop.

Ke Yanmu and the others stood up, lined up, and walked into the military village.

A handsome flag is erected in the center of the military camp,

On the west side of the banner, there is a majestic Pi beast,

And beneath the banner,

A majestic man in gilt armor sat on a handsome chair.

The man had his eyes closed.

But when he opened his eyes and glanced over,

Even Ke Yandong who was a young man who was rather arrogant and arrogant couldn't help but panic and fear at this time.

This momentum, this majesty,

own father,

There is no way to compare with the other party!

Brother Ke Yandong remembered that he had met the barbarian king back then. Perhaps, only the barbarian king could be as powerful as the Yan man Nanhou in front of him.

The most important thing is that Brother Ke Yandong also knows that the Yanren Nanhou in front of him is not only leading the army and fighting unmatched, but also a real strong warrior himself!

Even without mobilizing a single soldier, it would be easy for the other party to kill him if he wanted to.

Ke Yanmo immediately bowed down:

Ke Yanmu, a pariah in the desert, sees Prince Jingnan.

talking,

Ke Yanmo knelt down again to worship,

But this time I used,

It is a way of worshiping with five bodies cast down.

None of the nobles of the Keyan tribe dared to shout or show any dissatisfaction.

They all learn from each other,

A big salute to Tian Wujing.

Ke Yanmu.

The untouchables are here, please order from the prince.

Tian Wujing stood up and walked over slowly.

Every step he took was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's chest, bringing terrible pressure.

And the white hair scattered outside because he didn't wear a helmet is even more frightening.

When the Keyan tribe migrated, they saw the Jingguan of the Shangye people by the Wangjiang River and the mass graves of the Chu people in Yupan City.

These,

But it was all written by the man in front of me!

finally,

When Tian Wujing walked up to Ke Yanmou,

Sweat was dripping from Ke Yanmu's face, and his son Ke Yandong was even more unbearable, his body was shaking uncontrollably.

fear,

This is real fear,

The most primitive fear!

Like sheep in the desert fearing wolves,

In front of this man,

These desert warriors suddenly felt that they were the truly weak lambs.

Tian Wujing stood with his hands behind his back, lowered his face slightly, looked at Brother Ke Yandong who was kneeling beside Ke Yanmou, and said:

This is your son?

Snapped!

for mentioning myself,

Brother Ke Yandong fell limply on the ground, and then wanted to kneel up again, but he was in a hurry, and turned into thumping on the ground instead, which can be described as extremely embarrassing.

But none of the nobles of the Keyan tribe around him dared to laugh at him, because their own teeth were trembling.

The surrounding soldiers of the Jingnan Army continued to stand upright with weapons, creating a truly elite murderous look.

Only Pixiu, who was crawling there still leisurely, yawned like no one else,

it knows

here,

It's not just the baleful aura emanating from tens of thousands of Jingnan soldiers,

its master,

He even took the initiative to release the terrifying aura of being a peak warrior of the third rank,

Under the double action,

How could this group of barbarians survive?

Pixiu stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. As a mount, it should be the closest person to the owner.

But I have to say that at this time it is a little jealous of the one in Xuehaiguan.

If you go back to the prince, it's the dog, Brother Ke Yandong.

oh.

Tian Wujing nodded and continued:

Benhou is short of some generals. I have always heard that barbarian warriors are good at fighting and fighting bravely. This Marquis has always been envious.

When Ke Yanmu heard this,

Before others reacted,

He said directly:

Being able to follow the prince is the blessing of Ke Yanmou III's cultivation. Ke Yanmou and all the Ke Yan tribes present are willing to become the prince's wings and serve the prince to death!

As for the Keyan tribe, if Gouzi leads them to Xuehai Customs, there should be no mistakes. Although Gouzi is young and lacks prestige in the clan, he is still rigorous in doing things. Please rest assured, my lord!

First, to support that Uncle Xueguan,

Ask my son again,

Besides, I lack people around me,

What does it mean, Ke Yanmou already understood.

This is to stay here with the nobles in the clan and leave the tribe, while the tribe will continue to Xuehaiguan led by his son.

In this way, it will be much more convenient and easier for that uncle Xueguan to annex and control the Keyan Department.

This is a forced annexation on the surface,

But you dare not say no,

You even have to take the initiative to cooperate with the other party to complete this plan!

because,

You don't have a second choice at all!

Tian Wujing nodded in satisfaction,

road:

good.

As soon as the word good came out,

All the nobles of the Keyan Department present breathed a sigh of relief.

But because the Yan man Nanhou didn't let them stand up, the big guy continued to kneel tremblingly.

Brother Ke Yandong, raise your head and let Benhou take a look.

Brother Ke Yandong raised his head immediately,

But I don't know whether to show a flattering expression or a serious expression,

In short,

His expression was stiff, and he was obviously twitching from being too scared and nervous.

This young master of the Ke Yan tribe was really in the aura, and was crushed on the ground by Jingnan Hou, repeatedly rubbed mercilessly. It was just a simple first meeting, but it was enough to plant a shadow in his heart for the rest of his life.

My lord... my lord...

Tell this Marquis the name of the chief soldier of Xueguan.

Zheng...Zheng...Zheng Fan.

Ah.

Tian Wujing laughed.

Ke Yanmou immediately turned his head and stared at his son.

Fortunately, at this moment, it was really a bond between father and son, or under the terrible pressure, Brother Ke Yandong's mind suddenly turned a lot faster.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Brother Ke Yandong slapped himself three times,

There's no staying power at all,

The nose started to bleed and the corners of the mouth were broken.

shouted:

The untouchables are ignorant, they dare to call Uncle Hirano by his name, the untouchables deserve to die, the untouchables deserve to die, please forgive me, please forgive me, Uncle Hirano!

The upper peak of the untouchables... no,

No,

The master of my Ke Yan department,

It's Uncle Hirano, the chief soldier of Snow Customs!