Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

Chapter 231 The Attacking Ma Chao

While Chang'an was thinking about how to deal with the problem, winter had arrived, and the snow on the prairie had started falling endlessly, and the nomads started huddling together to keep warm as usual.

"Meng Qi, are you really planning to run for the Qiang King election?" Ma Teng was worried.

"Father, this is the only chance to lead the Qiang people to live!"

Ma Chao said sadly that Mu Yi's order was not hidden from him. He and Pang De knew very well that once they could not prevent the Qiang people from rebelling, what awaited the Qiang people would be destruction.

Xiliang iron cavalry can suppress the Qiang people, but they cannot destroy the Qiang people, but Huang Tian can destroy the Qiang people, in the true sense, completely destroy the Qiang people.

The more you know, the more scared you become.

After all, Ma Chao has half of the Qiang blood, and Hequ Qiang is his mother's hometown, so he can't watch Hequ Qiang go to extinction no matter what.

Now that Ma Teng has been put on fire by Han Sui, the only hope of crushing Han Sui's plan is the achievement of King Qiang, which no one has achieved so far.

As long as Ma Chao becomes the king of Qiang, he can replace Ma Teng and lead the Qiang people, and then Han Sui will be executed on the spot, and at the same time, he will completely fall to Chang'an, and Chang'an will help build Xiliang.

At that time, he will be able to completely quell the chaos of the Qiang people with the food and the righteousness of the Qiang king with the other.

The selection of Qiang kings was originally a good rule of law, but I don’t know when the selection of Qiang kings changed. In the past, the selection of capable Qiang kings was mainly based on tests, but now it has become a big tribe suppressing small ones. Tribal way.

Ma Teng knows that Ma Chao is powerful, but Ma Teng knows how difficult it is to select the so-called Qiang king. The Qiang people have a group of elders who guard their ancestral lands, all of whom are separated from the body.

If you want to unify the Baiqiang tribe, you need to win a hundred games in a row, and there are seven of these elders mixed in.

Wanting to win a hundred games in a row is a fantasy for the Qiang people. There was also a Qiang king born during the battle with the Liangzhou Shashen. Apart from that, no second one has been born so far.

All the changes seemed to start from the so-called ancestral land, but even Ma Teng didn't know what was going on with the ancestral land and those elders. Behind those elders was the big tribe among Baiqiang, and all doubts could only be suppressed. in the bottom of my heart.

But what is certain is that this time Han Sui is backed by these elders and big tribes. This is also the biggest reason why Ma Teng is helpless now. Being tender, and being tricked by Han Sui again, it's completely hard to get off now.

There are many people from the Baiqiang League, the main reason is that the snow is too heavy, and the lunatics from the Xiliang Army have returned to Xiliang, so they have to find a way to hold together for warmth, and they have to go to the Central Plains if necessary. damage.

Whether it is killing a group of people or grabbing a group of things, it can relieve the pressure of Baiqiang's survival. This is also the wisdom of nomadic people's survival.

By the time Ma Chao arrived at the venue, Bai Qiang was almost in place.

"Hmph, Hequ Qiang really has no one left. They actually sent a fellow of Han blood to participate in the selection of the Qiang king!" the youngest Seventh Elder said disdainfully.

"Hequ Qiang is also considered a big clan, but he behaved like this. Do you want to disqualify that person?" The fourth elder nodded in agreement.

"That man is Ma Teng's son. Ma Teng is considered a Qiang, and his son is naturally a Qiang!" Hearing what the fourth elder said, the sixth elder immediately retorted.

"Ma Teng's son..." The third elder frowned upon hearing this.

In Xiliang, Ma Teng is still very prestigious, and has a reputation not inferior to elders like them.

"Since he's here, it's considered that he recognizes the blood of the Qiang people. If that's the case, then let him participate!" The second elder said after a moment of pondering.

"Okay, since he wants to participate, let him participate. The selection of the Qiang king will not reject any Qiang people, whether they are beggars, slaves, nobles, or chieftains, even if you want to participate!"

The Great Elder tapped the ground with his cane and took a picture of the final decision.

The alliance of the Qiang people is simple and rude, without the etiquette and red tape of the Central Plains, they directly kill cattle and sheep, and tens of thousands of people hold the alliance in the open air with snowflakes falling. After worshiping their ancestors, everyone Start feasting.

"How did the Qiang people do it? How can this rough culture resist the infection of Han culture, but it has not been assimilated so far?"

Jia Xu looked at the venue silently, while Pang De was very nervous, and his nerves collapsed to the extreme. If there was any trouble, he would immediately run away with Jia Xu.

The biggest reason why he didn't attend the meeting was because of Jia Xu's arrival. Jia Xu, who was supposed to rectify the Xiliang Army, suddenly found them and said that he found something, and wanted to come to the venue of the Baiqiang League to observe. Naturally, Ma Teng and Pound had no room to refuse.

Jia Xu squinted her eyes, looking at a group of Qiang people who were eating and drinking in the ice and snow.

Barbaric and ignorant, such an existence should be quickly infiltrated by Chinese culture, not to mention that there are cultural ambassadors such as Xiliang cavalry, but even so, the Qiang people still maintain a semi-Chinese attitude. Jia Xu was very curious about what the Qiang people relied on.

"I hope it won't be the one I thought!" Jia Xu's brows were a little hazy.

After a while of eating and drinking, stimulated by wine and beef and mutton, some people even began to sing ancient Qiang songs, the atmosphere became hot, and all Qiang people gradually became excited.

"Something's wrong..." Jia Xu was keenly aware of a wave of spiritual power, which was mobilizing the mood of the scene along with the song.

When the ballad ends, the atmosphere reaches its climax.

"In the name of our ancestors, I announce that the Qiang King Selection Competition will begin now!" Seven elders appeared in the center of the venue, and their mighty voice was transmitted to every Qiang.

"Oh!!!" He roared as if to vent his emotions.

"Start the selection of the Qiang king now!" The seven elders roared angrily, their internal energy soaring into the sky exploded, the rain clouds above the sky were instantly shattered, and the sunlight fell through the rain clouds, which made people feel extremely shocked.

"So strong?" Pound was stunned.

"From your point of view, they are probably at what level." Jia Xu frowned upon hearing this, and turned to look at Pound.

"The other six are okay. I can win for sure, but the Great Elder may not lose to General Huang!" Pang De said solemnly.

"How is this possible?" Jia Xu frowned. He knew exactly what Huang Zhong's level meant. He had never heard of Qiang people having a strong man for many years.

If there was, he would have been hacked to death by Huangfusong and Dong Zhuo.

If the other party has been trying to survive, how could it be possible to have this level.

He had heard from Huang Zhong and Lu Bu that if one's thoughts were not clear, one would not be able to reach the level of inner qi separation from the body.

In other words, there is something wrong with this Great Elder, and the problem is very big.

"Meng Qi..." Pang De looked in Ma Chao's direction full of worry. It was already very difficult to fight the wheel battle, and it was simply impossible to fight against the great elder of the Qiang people with his exhausted body.

But Pang De knew that Ma Chao would not back down. In private, Ma Chao had handed over the suicide note to him, and Ma Chao came here with the attitude of fighting to the death.

"I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult!" Ma Chao smacked his mouth and downed the strong wine in his glass. The lightning flashed in his eyes, and his fighting spirit was surging.

"Who is coming!" The Seventh Elder looked at the venue where no one was on the stage, and shouted loudly.

"I come!"

Ma Chao strode into the middle of the field, and the thunder light on his body became more dazzling with each step, until the last step, Ma Chao, who was entwined with thunder and lightning, was really like a god.

"I want to be the Qiang King!"

Ma Chao's arrogant tone directly caused the impulsive Qiang warrior to rush out, and a warrior with a big ax directly charged towards Ma Chao.

"Puchi!" With a soft sound, Ma Chao's spear pierced the neck of the Qiang warrior.

"Next!" Ma Chao flicked his spear, and directly threw the body of the Qiang warrior into the air.

He is accumulating momentum, accumulating momentum with blood, and wants to win the next battle, he must not waste a little physical strength and internal energy in front.

The pace of the battle is very fast, and there are not many warriors of the Qiang nationality.

In Xiliang, there aren't many top players, but second-rate players are almost as numerous as a cow's hair, but none of them can beat Ma Chao.

The evil spirit on Ma Chao's body was so strong that people were horrified. The corpses of dozens of Qiang warriors declared to the Qiang people how powerful Ma Chao was.

When Ma Chao stabbed the No.70 two Qiang warriors to death, his aura was completely formed.

"Let's go together without fear of death!"

Ma Chao let out a loud roar, a violent aura erupted from his body, and his voice was heard for dozens of miles.

A purple thunder dragon emerged from Ma Chao's body, hovering in Ma Chao's surging thunder with its teeth and claws open.

"This is it!" Pound was dumbfounded, Ma Chao actually gave birth to Qiling, which meant that Ma Chao had stepped into the ranks of top powerhouses.

The huge momentum made the Qiang warriors of the remaining tribes directly give up playing and choose to surrender. They can die for the tribe, just like those warriors before.

They knew that this was a way for the big tribes to weaken the small tribes, so they would send a warrior to warn these big tribes with their blood that they had the courage to burn jade and stone together.

It is also a means of resisting the big tribes.

But now facing Ma Chao, their thoughts of dying together were extinguished.

The first stage of the Qiang king's hegemony ended in an instant.

All eyes were on the seven Qiang elders. If they didn't stop them, Ma Chao would become the new Qiang king.

"Boy, you are really powerful, but you are not from my Qiang nationality, so don't blame me for being cruel." The seventh elder was the first to jump into the field. It is the Han people.

He would never forget the humiliation brought to him by the Xiliang iron cavalry back then, but he didn't have the courage and ability to find trouble with the Xiliang iron cavalry, so he could only direct this kind of anger that had nowhere to vent on a half-breed like Ma Chao.

After all, in Xiliang, there are a lot of Han and Qiang mixed blood, which is what Jia Xu doesn't understand the most. Logically speaking, after three or four generations, the Qiang people have been assimilated long ago, but they still haven't been assimilated now.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight!"

The contempt in Ma Chao's eyes stung the Seventh Elder, just like the contempt in the eyes of Xiliang cavalry when he was humiliated and stealing his life.

"You're looking for death!" The seventh elder was furious, clenched his spear tightly, and rushed towards Ma Chao who was standing there, his whole body turned into a jet black with a touch of silver light.

"Weak, too weak!"

The ferocious expression of the Seventh Elder was more and more magnified in Ma Chao's eyes, and the speed of the Seventh Elder, which ordinary people could not see clearly, was like a tortoise crawling in Ma Chao's eyes at this moment. Ma Chao could clearly see every movement of the Seventh Elder.

"Die!"

Ma Chao's spear pierced the Seventh Elder's head with a bluish-white luster like a thunderbolt.

There was a soft "bang", and Ma Chao was still standing on the spot, with only a headless corpse at his feet, and Ma Chao didn't move a step, his face was full of indifference.

Kicking away the corpse whose name he didn't even know, Ma Chao looked in the direction of the other elders and said.

"Next!"

The elder was killed with one move, and all the Qiang people fell silent, and then they looked at Ma Chao with a touch of blaze in their eyes. If anyone is the closest to the Qiang King since the Battle of the Hundred Qiangs, then it must be Ma Chao!
Qiang people long for an omnipotent Qiang king to lead them to a better life.

Among the leaders recognized by the entire Xiliang, Ma Teng was counted as one, Han Sui was counted as half, the Seven Great Elders were counted as one, and Xiliang Iron Cavalry was counted as one, but now Ma Chao has entered their eyes in the most forceful way.

They don't care about bloodlines, as long as they are strong enough to lead them, they are willing to follow.

For Baiqiang, the hope of reunification lies in Ma Chao.

As for the tribes whose warriors were stabbed to death by Ma Chao, they also looked at Ma Chao with burning eyes.

The battle between the Qiang kings is life and death!

Walking on the road of the king, the feet will naturally be covered with countless corpses.

What they need is a Qiang king who is stepping on countless corpses.

"Everyone take a thousand steps back, otherwise life or death will be irrelevant!" The Fourth Elder roared angrily, and then fell into the arena.

He and the Seventh Elder belonged to the same tribe, so they wore a pair of pants. Now that the Seventh Elder was dead, he had to stand up and use his blood to warn those who coveted the tribe behind them.

Otherwise, the other elders don't mind taking a cut of the tribe behind them.

The Qiang people scattered in all directions, the scattered army formation was completely out of shape, and the clouds dissipated almost instantly at this moment.

The aura given by Ma Chao became even more terrifying, and the thunder dragon behind him became more and more agile.

The menacing Fourth Elder held a Fang Tian painted halberd and was about to chop Ma Chao down.

This time Ma Chao didn't stand still. After the clouds dispersed, it was the most correct choice for Ma Chao to quickly defeat the opponent with a full-scale burst of strength.

"Ding!" With a violent cry, Ma Chao stabbed the second elder's chest with a spear, but was blocked by the fourth elder's painted halberd. in the shadows.

When the shadow of the gun dissipated, a corpse fell at Ma Chao's feet again, and several gullies appeared out of thin air on the ground.

Without the suppression of the cloud, even the dissipated power of the aftermath of the fight can easily change the terrain.

(End of this chapter)