I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 532 Defeat
A city is a country!
The primitive and wild environment greatly restricted the traffic, so that the communication between various gathering places was extremely difficult, which led to the fact that each city was basically in a state of autonomy.

Although there is a co-respected king in name, in fact, this king's ability to control the major vassal states is close to none, and even the ordinary subjects living in these vassal states do not even know their own status. There is also a king on the head of the king.

And this is the situation created by the wild environment. For example, if a prince no longer obeys the rule of the king and launches a rebellion, then when the news reaches the ears of the king, it will take a few months at the nearest, and a little farther away. It might take more than half a year, but when the king mobilized his own army to suppress the rebellion, it would take a year, or even two years, just like that.

Of course, this is still the most ideal situation. At least the news can be passed on in this wild land. The most likely situation is that after a prince rebelled, the king might not even get the news. Instead of launching an army to judge, he ordered the nearby princes to suppress it.

Therefore, after Feng Bingwen broke through more than twenty vassal states one after another in less than half a month, he still didn't have the king master he expected to attack him.

Even so, this does not affect the enthusiasm of the tribes ruled by Feng Bingwen for foreign conquests, because the cities that can stand upright in the wilderness range from tens of thousands of people to more than [-] people.

Capturing a city means getting a lot of wealth, better food, more comfort, more beautiful clothes, stronger and more durable weapons, and even armor made of metal.

Everything outside the mountain fascinated the barbarians who walked out of the mountain under the leadership of Feng Bingwen. In their eyes, everything outside the mountain was really too beautiful. Some people even felt that they should have walked out of the mountain earlier. .

Because these people with abundant resources and huge wealth outside the mountain are too weak, even those warriors with special titles cannot compete with their ordinary fighters.

"My lord, we captured another city. This is the seal held by the owner of that city!"

Feng Bingwen stood on the city wall, looking at the wilderness still full of primitive wilderness in the distance, and beside him was a tall warrior in metal armor, kneeling on the ground with one knee, holding a jade plate with both hands, And on the jade plate, there is a small square seal made of jade and a ring finger, which are the symbols of the power of a certain prince.

After walking out of the mountains and getting in touch with the civilization outside the mountains, the barbarians who were still not much better than the primitive people, despite Feng Bingwen's cheating, finally changed.

They know that after being made into a specific shape with some rare substances, they will be endowed with some special attributes by those who hold the highest power, and holding these special symbols of power in their hands can save a lot of trouble.

"Ok!"

Feng Bingwen turned his head and cast a glance, and then responded lightly even though he didn't care.

"Get rid of it!"

"Yes!"

Feng Bingwen has no special hobbies for collecting. In his eyes, these things are not as good as ornaments, but if any of these things are left outside, it will trigger a rebellion. Although suppressing the rebellion is difficult for the soldiers under him , It's not a big deal, but it's still a trouble after all, and the less troubles, the better.

"Where does that king live? Have you checked it out?"

After the soldier who brought the good news left with the power symbol of a certain prince, Feng Bingwen asked the people standing beside him.

In the barbaric era, there were too many inconveniences. Wang Qiwei, who was respected by hundreds of princes, has been preaching in this land, but even those rulers who are high in the eyes of ordinary people, there are not many. who had actually seen the king.

They didn't even know where the king was, because most of their positions were taken over from their fathers, and they only knew that the power they got was sealed by the king's handbook back then.

Of course, there is a more reasonable possibility, that is, the vassal states he is now conquering are still in the border area compared to the territory ruled by that king.

Therefore, even if he contributed to these vassal states, it is difficult to hear the news from them, because most of them do not have the qualifications and ability to go to see them.

"My lord, we have found out that the fake king lives in the south, and the specific location, I don't think it will take long before we can find out for you!"

Hearing Feng Bingwen's question, a chief priest who followed him immediately replied respectfully.

Originally, among the many tribes in Dashan, theocratic power generally occupied the mainstream, but after Feng Bingwen came to power and unified everything with powerful means, theocratic power became his vassal.

Because, being enshrined by many tribal priests, possessing special abilities, and even possessing high enough wisdom, they are regarded as gods and worshiped by powerful beasts, but they can only mourn under his hands and become a meal on the plate.

Under such circumstances, it is naturally impossible for the so-called priests who can communicate with the gods to hold the power of the tribe. Even the sacrifices in the Dashan tribe are not completely useless.

These priests more or less mastered some methods of curing diseases and saving people, and knew the herbs that could cure diseases. This was the result of countless people in the mountains trying their bodies.

Identifying herbal medicine is a very important knowledge inheritance for the group where injuries are normal. However, when the divine spring is nearby, the sacrifices based on curing diseases and saving people have survived in name only and become witch doctors.

"South? What's the use of this kind of news? Go find out again, I hope you don't make me wait too long!"

Feng Bingwen had no choice but to shake his head after receiving such news, but what could he do.

Admitting that under the current situation, his idea of ​​winning a battle seems a bit unrealistic. After all, in this wilderness, the speed of news transmission is really too damn fast.

He could even imagine such a situation. He tried his best to find the king, kill him and replace him. However, the princes and kingdoms scattered all over this barren land didn't even know that the king had changed. people news.

Under such painful traffic conditions, it is still a long way to go if he wants to promote his practice. This is not something that can be accomplished overnight or in a short period of time.

But fortunately, although the main body has not picked the Tao of longevity, it is only one step away, which allows him to have a long enough lifespan. Even if he is only transformed by a drop of blood, he still has a thousand years of time to spend , and in such a long time, all problems are no longer problems.

"My lord, we will do our best and never let you down again!"

"Well, let's all back down!"

Feng Bingwen waved his hand casually. He didn't feel much about his promotion from a leader of a wild tribe to a king, because he didn't care about it.

It was just that those guys under him forcibly added it to him after they knew that they had a more noble title, which seemed to give them a higher sense of honor.

Three days later, a giant eagle with scales appeared on the horizon, and the warrior who got off from it brought news that surprised Feng Bingwen.

The seemingly unstoppable pace of expansion of the tribe finally encountered a hard bone. They suffered a defeat for the first time, and Fangguo, the people living there, seemed to have special domestication skills and could drive beasts to their own use.

With such a special opponent, the fighters who had won consecutive victories and inevitably developed arrogance for this first tasted the taste of defeat.

(End of this chapter)