The Jianzhao Tribe had no contact with the Protectorate, but in that battle sixty years ago, the Ancient Kingdom of Bloodyang, which had revived under the turbid tide, was buried alive by the Protectorate of Dongting.
The impact of this battle was so far-reaching that not only the structure of the Protectorate was changed, but the indigenous tribes in northern Anshan were also greatly shaken.
So later on, even the barbarians who lived deep inland and had never been to the west of Anshan had heard of the word "Tianxia".
After Xuan Xiu mastered the "Heart Light", because of the almost divine light and the abilities that mortals could not achieve, he was always equal to a god in the eyes of the natives.
However, the inner light of cultivators is different from the spiritual brilliance like clouds. It has a unique, pure and bright light, which allows the natives to easily distinguish them from alien gods.
Zhang Yuce immediately stepped forward, raised his sword towards the barbarians near the fence, and then put it down again. This was a sign of friendship.
When the indigenous guards in front saw him, they immediately lowered their guard and bent down one by one to express awe and welcome to him.
Zhang Yu did not enter the camp, but said something strange and complicated in front of the door that Wu Shijiao and others heard.
After a while, an old priest with a wrinkled face came out, wearing a feather crown on his head and a cowhide coat. He was holding a bone spear with feathers and leaf belts in his hand. Although he was very old, he
The body is full of muscles and energetic.
Zhang Yu rode on the horse and talked a few words with his people. The old priest was very polite and respectful to him, nodded repeatedly, and carefully looked at Su Zhu, who had been following Zhang Yu, and then shouted into the camp.
.
After a while, a tall warrior-like man came over. He patted his chest and pointed in a certain direction. It was obvious that he was signaling Zhang Yu and others to follow him.
Master Wu caught up and said, "Jie Envoy, where are you going now?"
Zhang Yudao: "Go to the stronghold of the Jianzhao tribe on the plains."
Wu Shijiao asked: "Envoy, can we successfully meet the chieftain?"
Judging from the news sent back by Zhan Zhitong, it is not that easy to meet the chieftain. Now that these barbarians are so close to Guangyao Town, he is very worried about a conflict between the two sides. Once the war starts, it will be difficult to stop.
Zhang Yu didn't answer. Zhan Zhitong couldn't see the chieftain because he didn't have much military power. The Jianclaw tribe wouldn't really treat him as an equal. Being able to communicate smoothly before was already considered his ability.
But this time he showed that he had extraordinary power as soon as he came up, and he came before dawn. According to the tradition of the Hard Claw tribe, everyone who came at this time was considered a distinguished guest. If the chief leader of the Hard Claw tribe was like this, he would not
If you are willing to see them, that means someone is deliberately hindering this matter, and you need to be more vigilant.
Under the guidance of the tall warrior with claws, everyone walked south. At this moment, the rain stopped, and the sky gradually became brighter. However, the sky was still occupied by heavy lead-gray clouds, and there were ponds and mud everywhere under their feet.
Incomparable.
The warrior from the Hard Claw Tribe didn't notice it at all. He seemed to have been used to this kind of thing for a long time. He walked in front with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and his speed was not slow at all.
Teacher Wu discovered that until now, no one from the Hardclaw tribe had ever ridden any horses. There were so many wild horses in the open plains, so it would not be difficult to find some. Maybe it was because they had not yet mastered the method of taming horses? He put
Write this down secretly.
After walking like this for almost a whole morning, the soldier stopped, pointed forward, and shouted something loudly and vigorously.
Master Wu stayed up all night and wandered on horseback for most of the day. He was also drowsy at the moment. Hearing the shouts, he quickly gathered his energy and looked around. He saw in front of him a pile of stones that could be seen everywhere in the wasteland.
The simple fortification was built, about to the height of the chest, with flags made of fur on it. There were also many barbarians standing behind the stone fortification, with bone spears resting diagonally on it.
The entire camp is relatively large, able to accommodate seven or eight thousand people, and there is no such thing as a watchtower.
In the middle of the camp, there was a huge shed made of wood and soil, covering a large area. The top was covered with unknown feathers, which were dragged down one by one, looking wild and gorgeous.
There are more than a dozen wooden sheds surrounding the shack, and further outside, there are thousands of tents of various sizes.
At this time, he noticed that in the open space not far away, there were two strange creatures as tall as hills, like wolves and apes. They were sitting there devouring the flesh and blood of unknown things. He saw something
A barbarian who brought the meat was also caught together. He kneaded it together two or three times and stuffed it into his mouth. He felt sick in his chest.
Zhang Yudao: "This is the 'mongoose', a spiritual creature that usually only lives west of Anshan. You should be careful not to get too close. This thing will not recognize anyone except its owner."
Teacher Wu nodded quickly and paid some attention to the people behind him.
The soldier went up to negotiate with the camp guards for a while, then waved to them repeatedly.
Zhang Yuqun immediately stepped forward, and the group followed him into the camp.
When he arrived at the camp, Teacher Wu observed the surroundings carefully. However, to his surprise, the barbarians in the wasteland were not very particular about their diet and feces. However, this was not the case with the Hard Claw tribe. He saw that ditches and excrement areas had been specially dug.
The pit was covered with a cover, but there was still a lot of odor remaining.
At this time, he suddenly discovered that the barbarians in the camp were surrounding them one by one after seeing them coming in, and some even blocked their way forward. He couldn't help but become nervous.
Zhang Yu turned a blind eye and rode towards the huge shack in the middle. The barbarians who had been huddled together looked at his horse coming, and they all separated automatically, but they did not disperse, but just
Standing on both sides looking at them.
Teacher Wu also followed closely. He was a little frightened when he saw so many barbarians at close range who were full of barbaric auras. The hand under his cloak held his sword tightly.
When he came, he also blamed Zhan Zhitong for not doing good things, but then he realized that it would be great to be able to communicate with these barbarians freely in this kind of environment. Zhan Zhitong not only stayed there for more than a month, but also took the initiative to find ways
It's quite courageous to contact the leader of the great chief.
At this time, a middle-aged priest came out, pushed away the barbarians beside him, came to the front, bent down and saluted, and then said something to Zhang Yu,
Zhang Yu nodded to him, and the priest led them to an open space. He took a pole and inserted it into the ground. He bowed to him, said a few words and left.
went.
Master Wu taught: "Jieshi? What does this mean?"
Zhang Yu is now accustomed to using the Heart Lake to sense emotions. When he came here just now, he felt a lot of auras coming in, but most of the auras were filled with the simplest desires and emotions of human nature, and only a few remained calm and rational.
However, some of them are incompatible with this tribe, and even have strong hostility towards them.
He looked around and said, "Teacher Wu, you can arrange for people to set up tents here first. After tonight, we should have the results."
At this moment, in a tent also in the camp, there were two barbarians wearing colorful clothes and unique aquiline noses sitting there. There was a small red blood stain between their eyebrows, and they looked like a man spreading his wings and about to fly.
bird.
The man sitting on the left said: "I didn't expect that the Dongting people sent their divine descendants as envoys this time. The position of 'Ekuru' is not very firm."
Another man wore half a black mask on his face, and his voice had a strange vibrato and hoarseness, "We can't let them talk. Only a war breaks out in the southern land can the Dongting people send their troops from the north."
withdraw."
"What are you going to do?"
The man wearing the mask had a cold look, took out a knife, stabbed it hard into the wooden stake beside him, and said: "What do you think will happen if this god descendant has an accident in the camp of 'Ekuru'?"
"A good idea, but 'Toloti' hasn't made up his mind yet. We can't hide it from him near his altar."
"We can offer enough sacrifices to 'Toloti' so that he will not interfere in this matter."
The man on the left thought for a while and said: "It's just that we don't have many people. How can we deal with a divine descendant from Dongting?"
The man wearing the mask was very confident and said: "I have already seen it, and his spirituality is not very strong. This time we brought three blood-feathered warriors who have drank the blood of the gods, which is enough to deal with him!"
