It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 182

Rong tribe big tent.

The leaders of the tribes entered the tent, and everyone let out a long sigh as they left. A witch doctor held a green medicinal soup and handed it to the man on the couch.

Prince, the medicine has been boiled, you can drink it and you will be cured.

Chimei hugged the thick blanket, propped her body up and sat up, the liquid medicine poured into her belly, green juice hanging from her chin.

After returning, Chimei fell ill, and her body was cold and hot, and she was so weak that she couldn't even hold the knife tightly.

His family knew his own affairs, he knew that his illness could not be cured by any medicine.

How could they see through their own lure?

I've been thinking about this for a few days now. Is it because his performance is not perfect, or because the other party has clairvoyance and ears?

This kind of enemy knows himself, but he can't see through the other party. It's really bad.

The tribesmen brought out of the tribe have already suffered more than half of the casualties. How can they return to the tribe, and how can they go to see the father who never looked at him in the right way.

Chimei, who was accustomed to victory, finally found that defeat turned out to be such a nasty thing.

Brother, you are so disappointing.

Before anyone arrived, the sound came first. As soon as he heard the sound, Chimei frowned and looked at the tent door coldly.

A figure walked in slowly, wearing a scholar's robe, a folding fan in his hand, and a sword on his waist. Looking at this dress, he looks like a genius from Jiangnan or Jingzhou, but his deep-set eye sockets and golden eyes still reveal his identity.

The ninth prince of the Northern Barbarian Department, Jin asked.

Jin Wen was indeed the ninth prince of the Northern Man tribe. As for whether he was the ninth son of the Northern Man King, no one knew. However, being able to be named a king and being called His Royal Highness proves that he is still somewhat important in the eyes of the King of Beiman. After Hurle's death, he was a strong contender for the throne.

Although this person was born in the northern barbarian tribe, he loves the culture of the empire. He takes pride in imitating the empire in his clothing and food, and he even gave himself the name of the empire.

Ninth brother, you're here! The coldness on Chimei's face disappeared, and she put on an eager smile.

If you use it, do I need to come in person?

Jin Dao tapped Chimei's forehead with a folding fan, like scolding a puppy, and the cold light in Chimei's eyes flashed away.

Did you get what the father asked for? Jin asked.

The enemy is very cunning, and for the time being...

After 20 days of fighting, I still can't win a broken city. It's a pity that you are still boasting about Haikou in front of your father and king. Jin asked and waved his hand: I'm here, and now I'll take over everything.

How arrogant, what a disgusting tone of habit to give orders!

King Beiman had many children, and Huerle was the most favored, but after Huerle died, other princes had a chance to compete for the throne.

There are a total of ten people who hope to compete for the throne. Everyone is trying to win over the tribes on the grasslands and add bricks and tiles to their own way of becoming king.

For example, the Xiaoshanbu and Inuqiubu who went on the expedition with Chimei this time were all relatively weak tribes, so they chose to join the ten prince Chimei, who was relatively weak. If this battle can be won, then these tribes will become their own bargaining chips for the king.

But now it's lost.

Jin asked to take over the position of commander-in-chief as soon as he arrived, so the forces he had worked so hard to win over would all become his people.

Ninth brother, my illness is not a serious problem, and I can still lead the army. I will break the toad village and get back what my father wants.

It's not your illness that affects you, it's your brain. You're too stupid to know what a war is about. Jin asked again and tapped Chimei's head with a folding fan: Now I'll call them together. Discuss, if your illness won't die, just keep your eyes open and watch, how can I break the city in three days.

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Hey, that southerner, clean up the horse manure!

Several Rong tribes gathered together and smashed at Meng Ziyun with the stones in their hands. Seeing his panicked appearance, several people laughed.

Mencius Yun did not dare to show any dissatisfaction. He used a shovel to load the horse dung on the dung cart, enduring the stench.

It's not that he has no shame, but that he is used to this kind of insult. So getting used to is a scary thing sometimes.

But it was a very tiring thing after all. Mencius Yun stood under the sun for a while, looking at the undulating peaks in the distance.

Then, for some unknown reason, he saw a poplar tree on the mountain move. He thought it was because of his dazzling eyes, and took another look, and found that not only the poplar tree was moving, but there was a figure under the tree.

Meng Ziyun's heart was pounding, he had been waiting for an opportunity to make himself reused, and then led his troops into the Toad Village, killing Cheng Dalei with a thousand swords.

Now, the opportunity that I have been waiting for seems to have come.

He quietly left the camp at dusk, climbed close to the mountain and looked up. There was indeed a man under the tree, with a disheveled face, but Meng Ziyun still recognized who the other was at a glance.

Lin Shaoyu.

He almost ran back to the camp and broke into Jin Wen's tent.

Are you from the South? Jin asked.

Um.

Why join us?

I have the hatred of stealing my wife from that thief, and I will never forget it. Mencius said through gritted teeth.

Okay, you can be my groom in the future.

Groom... Meng Ziyun couldn't believe that he reported such important information, and only got the position of a groom.

Don't worry, when you really kill the thief, you will have a better position.

Jin asked with a smile, looked at Niujiao Peak in the distance, and suddenly laughed: Interesting, a little interesting.

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Horn Peak.

Lin Shaoyu lay on the boulder, slowly moving his legs, with bread and purified water beside him.

This is not a good errand, not to mention the damp bread, the icy rocks, and the loneliness without a word for a long time, which can make a person's nerves collapse.

But Lin Shaoyu didn't feel pain, instead he felt a bit of glory.

He has never told anyone that he is a descendant of an aristocratic family, otherwise he would not be able to afford a set of equipment for walking around the world. From childhood to adulthood, he has been immersed in those heroic stories, and he also wants to become that kind of legendary figure and spread among the world's people.

It was not until I stepped into the rivers and lakes that I knew that the rivers and lakes were difficult.

Until now, Lin Shaoyu felt that he was doing a good deed. Expelling the barbarians and saving the people of Li is of course a good thing, and doing a good deed is very important, isn't it?

Come night, the sky is full of stars.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of walking, and I looked at it through the night light, and I saw that the iron spear was emitting an eerie cold light on the road to the mountain.

coming!

Since you dare to come here, you are destined to be in danger of being discovered, but it is only a matter of time.

Lin Shaoyu was shocked, and clenched his iron gun tightly. At night, the gun body was hung with dew, and it felt wet to the touch.

He shot out without hesitation and stabbed the person close to the mountain.

A little Hanmang arrived first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon.

The name of this gun is: Wave Breaker.