Chapter 29 The Sword Sisters (Three)

Author: Xianren Grass Tofu Milk

Chapter 29 The Sword Sisters (Three)

Huhu--

The snow fell and the cold wind whistled. The entire Liaodong mountain forest was covered with snow, and the wild beasts had already hidden in their caves and hibernated.

Sasasa—

The sound of footsteps of snow being trampled, and a woman appeared from the falling snow.

She was wearing a three-layer animal fur sweater, holding an iron blade spear, and hanging a silver sword engraved with "The Royal Gift of the Wang Family" on her waist. She wore a garland and was inlaid with a pure white jade.

"King Nuolan!"

"King Nuolan!"

"King Nuolan!"

In the snowy forest, countless people wearing animal skins raised their spears and shouted loudly. The snow in the cold weather could freeze mountains, rivers, rivers, rivers, but they could not freeze their excited hearts at this moment.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, the woman stood on a temporary high platform built with a huge tree, pulled out the silver long sword captured in the previous battle, and shouted to everyone: "I, Ayana, the leader of the Nuolan tribe, today crowned the king of the Nuolan people, the ruler of all the people under the sky, the supreme master of the Tianxue Mountains, and the guardian god of the 50,000 people in the storm!"

"King Nuolan!!!"

All the people in the stream cheered and cheered again.

For more than 30 years, they have fought each other, and each Jian people are born with blood feud. For twenty years, they have been scrambling to be slaves to the Liaodong Wang family and completely lost the dignity of Jian people. For ten years, they have not even guaranteed the most basic salt and struggled on the brink of death every day.

Now, they finally have their own king again! The Jianren tribes that had been split for more than 30 years have finally returned to unification! The great King Ayana of Nuolan defeated the puppet Ankoro Nenghuai supported by the Liaodong Wang family, swallowed nine tribes, and then subdued the remaining tribes in two months, completely ending the chaotic situation over the past 30 years.

Nuolan sweeps the nine together, and the people in the stream are unified!

"Report!!!——"

"Urgent military information!"

When everyone was excited, a whistle escort from the Nuolan tribe rushed over and knelt down on one knee to report to Ayana: "Great King of Nuolan, we found that the leader of the Liaodong King family led the army to my Nuolan tribe!"

As soon as these words came out, many people in the forest were talking, and their faces were full of panic. They all remembered the fear of being dominated by the devil King Kang.

"People!"

At this time, Ayana, who had just been crowned King Nolan, shouted to everyone: "Are you scared?"

The people in the valley were silent, they were indeed scared.

But not long after, a brave Jianren soldier mustered up the courage to shout: "With King Nuolan leading us, we are not afraid!"

Immediately, some soldiers who originally belonged to the Nuolan tribe also shouted under the instructions of the elders: "The invincible King of Nuolan, under your leadership, we have nothing to fear!"

Gradually, more and more people who were originally afraid of Jian followed the crowd and shouted: "King Nuolan! King Nuolan!"

After the atmosphere was enough, the elders of the Nuolan tribe struck while the iron was hot: "Comrades! For more than 30 years, our Jian people have been persecuted by the Wang family in Liaodong. I hate them, hate them! How much hatred do you have? There are seven major hatreds!!!"

"One hates poison our king! Two hates Lingchi our ancestors! Three hates rob our salt field! Four hates kill our ancestors! Five hates sow discord against our various brothers and tribes! Six hates capture our brothers and sisters as slaves! Seven hates block us!"

"Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate!"

"They came just in time today. We were about to defeat the Liaodong Wang family under the leadership of the invincible King Nuolan! Capture their lord alive! Blight the shame for thirty years! Revenge our countless tribes!"

As the elder's speech ended, several soldiers of the Nolan tribe on the side immediately shouted: "Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!"

Many people in the storm were also driven by this atmosphere, and their inner fear gradually faded away, replaced by full of anger.

Over the years, who has not killed a few relatives by the Wang family? Who has few women in the family have been kidnapped and become slaves by the Wang family?

They became goods from the Wang family like livestock, and they did not have the dignity of being human.

Gradually, more and more people shouted slogans.

"revenge!"

"revenge!"

"revenge!"

The sound of angry revenge was excited in the snowy forest.

Deep in the Nuolan Village, in a small wooden house, the beautiful and lovely girl Luo Xier knelt on the ground and prayed in the direction of Wangjiazhuang: "Lord, come and save these poor worms bewitched by their sisters. They are all crazy and dare to be enemies of the invincible Liaodong Wang family."

"Sister will lead the tribesmen to destruction."

"Once we become enemies of the Wang family in Liaodong and anger the head of the Wang family, we Nuolan people will be punished, and that must be a terrifying punishment for the death of the entire clan."

"No, I must tell the Lord of the Wang family about my sister's military deployment."

"In this way, I can make contributions to the Lord of the Wang family, and then rely on these contributions to persuade the Lord of the Wang family to punish his sister only, and not to take the anger of other innocent people who were bewitched by his sister."

"I'm thinking about the whole tribe, and I've never had any selfishness."

"I can't watch my sister push the Nuolan into the abyss."

"Be brave, Losheil."

The girl Loshir murmured to herself that in order to save the tribesmen who were about to be brought into the road of destruction by her sister, she could no longer remain indifferent and had to take action.

At this point, Loshir's eyes became more and more identifiable. It was the holiness of saving the tribe and the courage to be brave for the same tribe.

At this time, many sounds sounded outside the village.

"Go to the battle!" "Capture the head of the Wang family alive!"

"Go to the battle!" "Capture the head of the Wang family alive!"

"Go to the battle!" "Capture the head of the Wang family alive!"

Then, many footsteps sounded, and the sound of shouting slogans became smaller and smaller. It seemed that the soldiers of the Jian people were taken to the front line by their sister to fight.

When he walked outside the house and looked at the situation outside the village, he found that it was indeed the case. Luo Xier was ecstatic and hurried to the yard where he raised horses. He was about to ride his horse to the front line to inform the head of the Wang family about his sister's march information.

"Sir, where are you going?"

A middle-aged woman's voice came.

The girl Luo Xier looked back and found that the one who called her was the wife of the leader, his stepmother, so she said coldly: "Where do I want to go to? What's your business? The lowly storm bug!"

"You are the sister of King Nuolan. According to the Han people, you are the noble princess now. You can't run around. What if you are caught by the bad guys outside?" Although he was scolded as a lowly bug, the middle-aged woman had long been used to it. She still persuaded the girl with kind words in a tattered animal suit.

"Shut up! I don't want to be the princess of King Nuo Lan!" When she heard about King Nuo Lan, Luo Xier became even more angry. She looked down on this self-proclaimed throne at all. She ignored the dissuasion of her stepmother and rode on her horse. Before leaving, she also mocked the middle-aged woman: "The lowly Jianren insect, I have long been a Han Chinese. Please call my Han name, Wang Luoxi!"

"Sir!" The middle-aged woman had to continue persuading her.

However, Wang Luoxi had already left the village on a horse.
Chapter completed!