Kuai Chuan's face-slapping gold finger

Chapter 101

If the Qibu could turn around at this time, they would be scared out of their wits—behind them, on the grassy slope, there was already an army standing there.The procession stretched down from the grass slope, as if dividing the Erdos grassland.

And the young man in the lead was none other than Li, whom Xibu couldn't find anywhere.

At this time, seven or eight orcs in the team said in unison: "It's time..."

The roar of all beasts is like a drum beating, pressing down on the enemy overwhelmingly.When they outflanked from the rear of Xibu and formed a siege with the Han tribe, Xibu finally reacted, their witches slowed down their offensive in a panic, and was immediately seized by Zui Miaojun and gave him a heavy hammer!
A mouthful of blood spewed out, and the eyes of the big witch in Xibu were bloodshot, showing a kind of hatred mixed with unwillingness and humiliation. He said word by word: "Are you going to rebel?"

The voice spread far away through Wuli, and everyone heard his question.

The reason why he used the word "rebellion" is because he saw clearly the composition of the reinforcements - Chibu, Tangbu, Weibu, Zhenbu, Xuebu, Haibu, Gebu, Yabu... There are eight departments in total. Four of them have already surrendered to the Qibu, and all of these eight tribes belonged to the Han tribe, and all of them are in the same line with the civilization of the Han tribe!
Anger gnawed at his thoughts and emotions, and he didn't know when these tribes that had already fallen apart would come together again. At this important moment, Xibu suffered a fatal blow!
An orc in the distance replied loudly: "Rebellion? Our Tang tribe never recognizes you as masters."

He looked familiar, he was the first orc at the trade fair to trade berries for bacon.The Tang tribe he was in used to belong to the Han tribe. Since the split, although it is not as beautiful as before, it is much better than the current Han tribe. The prosperity and strength described in the mouth.

They are just a small and comfortable tribe, maybe one day, they will disappear.

When he was young, he had imagined countless times, how wonderful it would be if I was born in that glorious Han Dynasty?However, the ideal is an ideal after all, and the reality is even more unbearable.When he grew up, he hated and looked down on the Han tribe more than anyone else. This hatred came out of nowhere, and even the witches in the tribe warned him not to forget his roots.But in fact, his heart is full of hopeless darkness. He blames the ancestors of the Tang tribe for abandoning their mother when the Han tribe declined. How much he wants to go back to that dream-like era, but the current Han tribe Ignorant and cowardly, these cowards ruined his dreams.

Until one day, he saw Li Heyue, and the amazement in his heart lasted for a long time, and on a snowy afternoon, that male came to Tangbu alone, and said in a firm and confident voice: "Come back, Hanbu!" need you."

He thought he should give it a try.

Near him, an orc from another tribe sneered and said, "I originally believed in the Frost Leopard Totem, but after decades of being useless, it's the other way around! A Li is right, Qibu doesn't even know the origin of our civilization." If you want to destroy it, how can you tolerate us?"

Many tribes agreed, and Yang Zhao noticed that the big witch of Xibu was on the verge of fury. He raised his hand, and everyone fell silent for a moment.

Accompanied by a "attack", the sound of killing behind him shook the sky.

"Hmph! Since you are looking for death, come on! Let's see who is left forever in the Erdos Grassland!"

The big witch of Qibu put his hand on the head of a pure person beside him, that person seemed to realize something, and tremblingly said: "Teacher..."

Moments later, the old witch smiled: "Go, guard our people well."

He opened his arms, with his palms facing the sky, a majestic witch power surged around him, and he chanted ancient words. The originally thin crimson mist became thicker and thicker, gradually turning into deep purple, and finally almost black.

The green mist has nothing to hide under such an attack, they are entangled, penetrated, and torn bit by bit...

Yu Miaojun's face was pale, she felt that the witch power was out of control and was being pulled out of the body little by little, and even the meridians felt dry, like a fish out of water.She suddenly realized that the enemy burned her life in exchange for huge power, she must have the same courage, otherwise the battle will be lost!
In a short while, many thoughts turned in her mind, and just as she was making up her mind, suddenly, behind the Hanbu, the boiling green mist rushed towards him like a flame in the wilderness, the green color gradually deepened, and also turned into darkness one by one.

The battlefield fell into chaos.

It's the old witch!

Yu Miaojun turned his head quickly, and could almost hear a "click" on his neck.

The old man seemed to fall down at any moment, but he kept standing, his expression was even smiling, as if he didn't know what was waiting for him? "I heard that the shaman in Qibu is only 50 years old. I'm a hundred years older than him. So they are at a disadvantage." In the black mist, the figure of the old shaman gradually became unreal...

"I have been indecisive all my life, and this life is finally not in vain."

This life, my life, everything I have, is dedicated to the great Hanbu!

In an instant, a ray of light emerged from the black mist, tearing chaos open.The old witch who was about to fall suddenly saw the Han tribe he lived in when he was young - the tribe was so big that he ran from east to west every day without end, and there were houses made of stone everywhere, painted in colors according to the preferences of the owners , The shape is also strange.The streets are always lively, the cubs are rolling and frolicking in the sunset, and the child is running freely in the dense forest, even if he is just a small innocent person, even if his father and mother are slaves, their status is low, But he was never afraid of survival.

At that time, there were always many guests from the Han tribe who came from afar. When they entered the tribe, they would be shocked for a long time. The wide road, the bustling market, the exquisite weaving, the sharp weapon... He loves to follow Behind the guests, listening to their "wow" exclamation and feeling their respect from the bottom of their hearts, he would always raise his head higher and proudly pass by these people at this time.

Look, this is my home!

The old witch was already very tired, he slowly closed his eyes, a ray of sunlight reflected in his eyes, it was the last color of his life, it was so gorgeous, so eye-catching, like colorful gems, just like before.

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch something, but finally dropped it powerlessly.

And at the end of time, a snow-white leopard walked out from the rays of the sun, his eyes were ice blue, his hind wings spread out, and a long howl stirred up the strong wind, blowing away the chaos, and finally people could see his true face...

"That's... Li?"

"The ancestor god is resurrected??? How is it possible?!"

"God, it's the Frost Leopard!! Run fast!!!"

The battlefield was cut in half, half in awe, half in panic.

The Frost Leopard in mid-air lowered its head and looked at the big witch of Qibu, and finally saw the unstoppable despair in the eyes of the other party. He raised his forelegs and stepped lightly——

The river water that had already snowed was frozen again, the grassland was covered with hoarfrost, and the sky was covered with flying snow.

The warm spring melts, and the cold winter comes again!
On the ground, there are people who are terrified and weeping with joy.

The sky is the god of the Han tribe.

It was another year of the trade fair, and the streets of Hanbu were full of bustling crowds. They came to various tribes in the Aihe River Basin, and even guests from farther afield. The Hanbu civilization has flourished for decades and is inclusive, and has already spread to Aihe. outside.

No matter how remote the place is, it is known that an unprecedentedly powerful tribe was born above the Ai River Basin.The flags of the Frost Leopard Totem are all over the land, admirable by all.

A team that came here for the first time, looking at the high brick wall, the endless long street, and the row after row of exquisite stone houses, gave out dreamlike admiration.

There are green plants and flowers in the yards of every household here, and the precious furs of wild animals are just casually dried outside. They have never even seen the weapons and tools hanging on the walls.The cubs turned into their original forms and ran past them happily, their faces full of innocent joy, even innocent people can walk on the street generously, the children held their heads high and walked around them, When the line of sight collides with them, there will always be a warm smile.

The orcs were disgusted in their hearts, and thinking that this is the Han Dynasty, they could only smile back stiffly.

The dull eyes of the pure human slaves in the team suddenly lit up, and some bold whispered: "I heard that the Han Dynasty does not allow the trading of pure people."

"Yeah, it's also not allowed at the trade fair, otherwise why would the clan only let us a dozen pure people come?" They were only responsible for guarding and moving supplies.

"If only I could be born here..."

"I heard that many tribes in the Ai River Basin have started to follow suit. They want to be like the Han tribe in everything."

"I really hope our place can be affected as well."

"Yes, there will be a day."

Chunren clenched his fists secretly, with deep longing in his eyes.

At this time, two people wearing luxurious animal skins passed by him. He glanced subconsciously and was startled. Is this the bearing of a big tribe?

He didn't know that these two people were exactly Li Heyue who had been away from the Han Dynasty for 20 years.

After that great battle that year, the Han tribe frightened all the tribes in the Ai River Basin at the cost of a tragic victory. There are eight other reinforcements on the battlefield, but they are still very dangerous, and let everyone see the determination and bottom line of the Han.

What's more, there is Li in the Han Dynasty, an existence that everyone fears.

After that, the Han tribe quickly merged with the Eight tribes, and once again established a brand new tribe.As for the remaining small tribes split from the Han, they also expressed their willingness to return. They thought that the Han would definitely accept them, but they were ruthlessly rejected.

These tribes lost face, and sternly sternly said: "Since you don't need kindness, never come to us in the future!"

However, Xinwu from the Han Dynasty said: "There won't be that day. Some tribes are afraid of danger and have no morality. Only when they are hurt can they remember the lesson and dare not easily make mistakes."

The Han Department followed suit, and soon completed complete unification.

Afterwards, the Han tribe recuperated for several years. In the past few years, the Subu suffered heavy losses and could no longer make the tribes attached to them willing to serve.The deterrence of the past did not exist, and the Qibu had only survived for more than six years, and was almost wiped out by the Cangbu, and it was the Hanbu who saved their civilization.

The Han tribe did not want to see the Cang tribe grow up, let alone the disappearance of a certain civilization.

Xiaobu, Xubu, Qibu... They can all forgive, as long as the other party is willing to surrender.Because for Yang Zhao and Yu Miaojun, the key to the world of orcs is to maintain the civilization in the Ai River Basin - history, culture, economy, politics... Only in the interweaving and collision can this world continue better go down.

It took them years to understand their calling.

They conquered the world and also guarded the world.

It was on this day that they received the long-awaited golden light of merit.After that, Yu Miaojun chose her successor, and lived with Yang Zhao in the wooden house in the dense forest. They stayed there for many years, and then quietly left the Han Dynasty to go to a farther place. Beyond the Ai River Basin, there is a wider world.

In the past 20 years, they have seen mountains suspended in the air, purple oceans, luminous forests, trees growing babies, and mermaids... They have seen many realities that only exist in fantasy, I finally felt tired and came back here again.

A cub jumped past Wu Miaojun's legs, and the fluffy ball brushed against her calf. She looked down and saw that it was a gray puppy, wagging its tail vigorously at her.

It's so cute, Yu Miaojun couldn't help but want to hug him, but he heard a majestic voice: "Asa, you're running around again!"

She followed the reputation and found that she was an acquaintance——Xiaoya is almost 80 years old, and even the orc has entered old age, but he is still very energetic, without a trace of sluggishness. You Miaojun knows that many years before they left, Xiaoya became the number one warrior of the Han Dynasty.

At least, he no longer has to worry about having no heroic stories to tell.

The little dog named Asa was frightened into a crying bag, and hugged Zui Miaojun's leg with four paws and did not let go. Little... Lao Ya looked up helplessly, and was about to apologize, when suddenly, he froze.

The two people in front of them are still so young, and the years seem to have stopped on them.

Yu Miaojun raised his hand to his lips in a silent gesture.

The person on the other side had already blurred their eyes.

(End of this chapter)