Chapter 35: Flame Guard

Author: Leaning on the railing and letting the wind blow

Chapter 35: Flame Guard

"When is your name day? Cole."

Tyrion sat by the fire and asked him.

Cole had just returned from a dusty ride. When he put on that red robe, he was already the leader of the Fire People, three tribes, the Painted Dog Tribe, the Burning Man Tribe, and the Red Craftsman Tribe.

Although the three tribes all call themselves the People of Fire, they do not necessarily have no friction with each other.

The Hua Dog Club calls itself the Flame Authentic and looks down on the other two separated tribes. The Burning Club will not tolerate the hot-tempered ones. They have been unhappy with the Hua Dog Club for more than a day or two.

The Red Carpenter tribe has always been caught between the two tribes, and is in a dilemma. The Painted Dog tribe has a profound heritage and has always been the first tribe in the Mingyue Mountains. The entire tribe has a population of more than 3,000, and the number of warriors who can fight is close to 2,000.

As a rising star that only emerged in the past hundred years, the Burning Tribe has only about 1,000 fighting men, but their notoriety can be said to make every free citizen feel scared. Their reputation has even spread to the flatlanders.

The Painted Dog Club has always kept a low profile and has lived in seclusion deep in the Mingyue Mountains for thousands of years. If the land was not limited and the population could not grow, they would have sounded the clarion call to counterattack the Eagle's Nest City long ago.

The Zhuoren tribe is just the opposite. They are the most active tribe in the Mingyue Mountains. They have had disputes with most of the mountain clans and tribes, and they are still living well.

Cole picked up the meat roasting on the fire and ate it. Although he was some kind of king of flames, his prestige was simply not enough.

People's beliefs also have different degrees of severity, and not everyone is a true believer. They are more likely to just follow the trend when they kneel down to worship Cole.

Most people think about themselves, so why worry about free people.

"Name day? It must have passed." Cole took a bite of the meat, and the juice splashed in his mouth. The taste was indescribable, anyway, the original flavor of the meat was like that.

Tyrion can restrain the free people very well through interests. His prestige is even higher than Cole's, and he himself doesn't care about the conflicts between the tribes. It's just an employment relationship anyway.

Cole was different. Whenever there was a dispute between the three tribes under him, they would come to him immediately. The whole day was filled with trivial matters, either fighting for the ownership of a sheep, or fighting after a verbal dispute.

Got one.

Not to mention finding someone to control them, the leaders of each tribe kept arguing all day long.

"Where have we been?" Cole asked, having been troubled by the nonsense of the three tribes these past few days.

"We have left the Moon Mountains, and we can see the plains tomorrow." Bronn used a branch to hold a charcoal fire. "Aren't you going to be with your freedmen brothers today?"

Recently, Cole has been staying with Timei and the others every day. All the tribal leaders have sworn a blood-fire oath to him, and Cole now controls the entire tribe through them.

Commanding more than 3,000 Fire People warriors is really not an easy task. The tribal leaders under him were divided into three groups and had different opinions. At this time, Cole, who had little management experience, seemed to be stretched thin.

Cole knew very well that such opportunities were rare. In this world that was about to be in trouble, he would have greater initiative if he grasped a force.

"I asked Timei and the others to go to the tribe to select warriors."

Tyrion took a sip of wine, which was brought from the Painting Dog Department, "Do you really want to be the 'Lord of Fire'?"

"If a war really breaks out, I think it will be much more useful to have a group of people than just one person."

Tyrion nodded, "Why do you want to choose a warrior?"

"Resolve their conflicts."

"contradiction?"

"Yes, there is a deep feud between the Drawing Dog Club and the Burning Man Club now. This is a problem accumulated over the years. I want to divert their conflicts, or set up a new enemy for them."

The smart Tyrion quickly reacted and clapped his hands and said, "Free people often cooperate with each other when fighting against the enemy."

So the next day, a story spread among the Fire People: The King of Fire is going to form his own "Flame Guard", and only the three hundred most brave Fire People can become real warriors. They will become the most powerful ones of the Fire King.

Close warriors, holding flaming swords, follow the Lord of Fire to fight in all directions.

When the Fire People heard the sound, they gathered under a high platform, which was built overnight by Cole's men.

Dong-dong-dong, suddenly the sound of a drum sounded. In fact, it was just a few simple leather drums wrapped in sheepskins, but it still made the noisy free people quiet down.

Accompanied by the sound of drums, a group of cavalry slowly walked down the hill, surrounding a man wearing a blood-red cloak. They rode their horses in a circle around the high platform, and all the people of the flames could clearly see the face of the King of Flames.

Face.

He jumped off his horse, his cloak fluttering in the wind, and slowly climbed onto the high platform with more than a dozen tribal leaders kneeling in obeisance.

"People of Fire!" His voice resounded throughout the sky. "When I picked up the stone, the fire priest told me that I was the reincarnation of the Lord of Fire. I don't understand why a stone can lead the brave Lord of Fire.

People, it's like you don't understand why a boy under sixteen years old can become your king."

A bundle of firewood had already been piled on the high platform. Cole took the torch from Timei and threw it into the pile of firewood.

With a bang, flames shot up into the sky instantly, "Then let the flames give us the answer now!"

He pulled out a sword and inserted it into the fire. The sword burned instantly. He raised the sword high and walked down.

The crowd dispersed one after another, making way for him. The flaming sword burned blazingly in his hand, and the hot breath forced people to retreat.

He walked around the Fire People with his sword, and everyone watched silently. Only at this moment did they truly feel the extraordinary power of the Fire King.

Cole stepped onto the high platform again and asked loudly, "God has given me the power not to be afraid of fire, and has also given me the mission to lead the people of fire. So, warriors of the free people, are you willing to fight for me?"

"Lord of Fire!" Timei was the first to shout.

In an instant, the crowd's voices were loud, like a wave of raging flames burning up in the sky.

Tyrion watched from a distance. Cole had performed this scene well. At least his prestige among the Fire People would be enhanced.

"I will recruit the bravest warriors among the Fire People to accompany me. You will be my sharpest blades, my most trusted brothers, and my partners when we return to the Kingdom of God. Who dares to lift

This sword?" He inserted the flaming sword into the fire.

Timei jumped up instantly, then drew out the sword, raised it high, and inserted it back into the fire.

"Timei, son of Timei, your bravery is witnessed by the flames." Cole took the dagger and slashed his palm, smearing blood on his face.

The first three hundred people to draw their swords became the first batch of Flame Guards. At the same time, Cole also set a rule. If you want to become a Flame Guard, you can only defeat a current Flame Guard under the witness of the flame.

The Flame Guard is the enemy he set up, an enemy of all the Fire People. As long as he is still the King of Fire, he will hang this title high and make it the most resounding honor among the Fire People.

The goal of all Fire People.

After the scene was over, Cole quickly took off the cloak. This red cloak was full of goat's blood and smelled very bad.

Sure enough, in the next few days, there were a lot less conflicts among the Fire People, and there were duels every day. All Cole had to do was sit and watch them wrestle.
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