Chapter 84
"Young master, no!"

Ying Shanxiong's complexion changed when he heard the words, and he quickly dissuaded him: "Bei Mang Wufu is fierce and fierce, and there are many dangers. Among thousands of troops, it is difficult for us to protect the young master. If you are damaged, how can we ask the patriarch and the dead? Clan people explain!"

"Uncle Xiong, what the tribe needs is a powerful leader who can protect the safety of the old and the young, not a child like me who doesn't even have the power to protect himself!"

Ying Shanxiang looked at Jiang Li again, and said, "Young Master Jiang Li is not a few years older than me. He is the son of the Marquis Mansion, so he wants to join the army. I am the heir of a barbarian god. I am not afraid of bloodshed, but I am afraid that I am not enough." Be strong, I have made up my mind, and no one can change it!"

"But……"

Ying Shanxiong still hesitated, but in the determined eyes of the young man, he faintly saw the high-spirited look of the patriarch when he was young. After thinking for a long time, he finally let out a long sigh.

The world is difficult and turbulent, countries, sects, and aristocratic families control everything, endless disputes, and endless conquests. Tribes such as the Wuman who live in the cracks of major supernatural forces are also coerced and drifted with the tide.

In fact, the five barbarians of Yaoshan Mountain were originally one and connected with the same fate, but because of their unique blood, they were coveted by various forces and constantly infiltrated and manipulated.

For more than a hundred years, the rift between the barbarians continued to widen, and eventually they turned against each other and became enemies.

The five barbarians were deeply hurt by it, but they were powerless to recover.

In this chaotic world, only with the majestic power that transcends the world, can one be in charge of one's own destiny.

But the cultivation resources are all controlled by transcendental forces, and it is not easy to transcend.

"Young Master Jiang Li, please allow me to join the private army, and join you in the conquest of Beimang, for training!"

Ying Shanxiang was overjoyed when he saw that his uncle acquiesced, and hurriedly said to Jiang Li: "Although I am young, I still have the strength of the late stage of Jiaowu Realm. Our local barbarians are physically strong, and there is not much difference between us and martial arts masters of Taiji Realm!"

"Ying Shanxiang, if you want to conquer Beimang with me, I welcome it, but going to the north is dangerous and unpredictable, and your current martial arts realm is far from enough!"

Jiang Li smiled, and said: "If you can raise your realm to Tai Chi before the army sets off, I will take you on the expedition together!"

"Master Jiang Li, don't worry, I will definitely be able to advance to Tai Chi!" Ying Shanxiang nodded quickly, full of confidence.

"Everyone stay at the villa for a while. I will send someone to deliver some precious pills, medicinal wine, and secret medicine in a few days. If you need something, you can tell Mr. Mo!"

Jiang Li warned softly, and then left the courtyard.

The place where the Xiong people lived was also on the north side of the manor, only a few hundred meters away from the courtyard where the Tuman lived.

But when Jiang Li and the others approached, except for a few wisps of cooking smoke rising from the chimneys of several houses, they could hardly feel any breath of life.

"My lord, these people from the Xiong tribe are very strange. Although they were told to move freely in the manor without the shackles on their hands and feet, since they entered the manor, they have been living together near the house and never go out, except for cooking and eating. Besides, everyone, old and young, sat around quietly, like puppets!"

Mo Yunliang said that his contact with the Xuanxuan clan these days made him faintly worried about Jiang Li.

Although he could see that most of these people from the Xiong tribe had martial arts, they were like dead trees, their eyes were dull, without any expression or desire for life, as if they were walking corpses that had lost their souls, unable to communicate, and refused to communicate. .

"Hey, it is indeed the strongest volley in Kyushu that once shocked the world. Even a three- or two-year-old baby can keep silent, not crying or making a fuss. It seems that nearly a hundred years of displacement has not made these people lose their due. The background!" Old man Tu was not surprised, but praised in a low voice.

When they approached the house where the Xunyu people lived together, they saw more than 160 people from the Xunyun people gathered in the open space between the houses. They were sitting on the ground with a blank expression, except for the sound of breathing, there was almost no extra movement.

Even when they heard the footsteps of Jiang Li and the others approaching, they acted as if they hadn't noticed. There was only a thin one-eared old man who struggled to get up from the ground and saluted tremblingly towards Jiang Li and the others. .

"The untouchable Huyangu pays homage to all the masters. It has been a while since we came to the villa. I don't know what kind of work the masters will arrange for us to do. The untouchables are low-spirited. They eat fine flour and fine grains for nothing these days. I feel very uneasy. Quickly arrange work."

The waist of the one-eared old man was bent very low, and his head was almost stuck to the ground. When the breeze blew, his withered white hair fluttered like weeds, humble and desolate.

Jiang Li's gaze swept across Huyan Valley and the haggard Yixuans behind him, and he couldn't help but feel sad. The strongest cavalry shooter that used to cross Kyushu has withered to the present level. In more than a hundred years, hundreds of thousands The Xun people don't know what kind of cruel torture they have suffered.

"Old man, a hundred years ago, under the leadership of the State of Qin, the Hyun-Yun Clan fought against Tuyuan and Dashi in the west, resisted Mangwei in the north, and swept the six kingdoms in the east. majestic.

"Jiang Li reads the book and admires it in his heart. You are all descendants of iron cavalry, loyal to the royal court, and unyielding. You should not have fallen to this point. I redeemed you from Beishi. Kyushu's strongest salvo is glorious!"

Jiang Li stretched out his hand to help Huyangu up, but the latter took a step back calmly.

"Thanks to the young master's attention, but today's Xuanxuan clan is no longer the strongest cavalry in Kyushu a hundred years ago. We are ashamed of our ancestors, and we have long been unworthy of Xuanxuan. The glory and inheritance of our ancestors have long been annihilated in a century of wind and snow.

"Now we are just a group of untouchables who only know how to raise horses. The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty ordered us to never ride horses. The untouchables have no extravagant expectations. They just want to survive. I am afraid that I will disappoint you!"

Huyangu raised his wrinkled old face, and smiled blankly: "If you despise us untouchables as useless, you can send us back to Beishi."

"Hey, old brother, we Ming people don't speak dark words. I know that you have always hated Zhou and Wei's backstabbing even more. You would rather die than work for Da Zhou, but the change of era and dynasty is irresistible. Zhou lasts for a thousand years, are you going to be silent for a thousand years?"

At this moment, old man Tu walked slowly to Huyangu's side, his cloudy eyes flickering, "Others can't see your dormancy and cover-up, but don't try to hide it from the old man's eyes. Your restrained spirit and hidden martial arteries are obviously Is it really worth it to live in a racecourse for the rest of your life with the Xuanxuan inheritance of both Taoism and martial arts practiced by the Xuanxuan clan?"

"Since you know the heart knot of our family, why bother to talk too much. You have a belief that must be guarded, and it is more important than life. You would rather die than mount a gun for a backstab!"

Huyangu also smiled coldly, his skinny figure was like nails stuck in the ground, he would rather fold than give up: "I know this young master's status is extraordinary, this morning before dawn, there are masters from the royal family of the Great Zhou who are quietly hiding everywhere, guarding carefully , since you see our flaws, Xun Xun has nothing to hide, you can kill or kill us as you please, but if you want us to serve the Great Zhou, Xun Xun would rather die than compromise!"

(End of this chapter)

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