I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

Lin Meng and two flew towards the exit of Shuofeng Valley. On the way, Lin Meng suddenly thought of the Man Slave Order and asked in surprise.

"How many days shall we enter the valley?"

"Four or five days?"

No Zen is puzzled, and he is not too concerned about time.

Lin Meng was not relieved, using the method of divination, simply counted out the current date, and suddenly exclaimed.

"No! The seven-day period of the slave order has passed. Nanban and Dayuan have already gone to war. We have to go back as soon as possible. At least we must return this elephant in time!"

After all, Lin Meng speeded up and flew towards the valley beyond, Wu Chan also followed.

Without the obstruction of the gale, Lin Meng and Lin Meng soon left Shuofeng Valley, and the Lord Elephant waited outside.

Although Shuo Feng Sword Immortal's Bailiu Hedao sword, which almost had the power to change the terrain of Shuofeng Valley, frightened the Elephant Master, he did not run away. Such a huge body was very conspicuous on a wasteland.

The two of them came out of Shuofeng Valley and went up to the back of the elephant, and they felt that the gale of Shuofeng Valley began to blow again, and the spirit soldiers in the stone pillars began to automatically evolve the sword intent of Shuofeng Sword Fairy, and the gale was the same as before.

Lin Meng used the technique of divine soul guidance to lead the elephant master back to the majority of the beasts, and kept speeding up the elephant master. Finally, after a day and a half, the two returned to the majority of the beasts.

But most of the beasts that were full of voices at this time have become sparsely populated, not talking about people going to the empty space.

Lin Meng flew down from the elephant's back and shouted:

"We are here to return the Lord Elephant, where are the two chief leaders Gesu and Wu Mutuo!"

A left-behind elder from most of the beasts came out to reply.

"The two great chiefs went to the battlefield outside southern Xinjiang two days ago and took almost all of us. If you want to return the elephant master, please lead the elephant master to the outskirts and return it to the Gesu master in person. The few we have left are the generations of weak, old, weak, women and children, who are unable to lead the elephant master."

"Thank you Grandpa!"

Lin Meng nodded, flew to the back of the elephant master again, and drove the elephant master to the outer periphery of southern Xinjiang together with Wuchan.

Agong is the honorific name given to the elders of the tribe by the Nanban people.

There is a way like the Lord, no alien beasts along the way, and there is no need to avoid the Nanban tribes like when they came, and they took a lot of detours. The two of them rushed to the outskirts of southern Xinjiang in just a few days, and they were closer than they came. Doubled.

In the peripheral areas of southern Xinjiang, facing the direction of Fengyi City, countless Nanban people stand densely together, forming a large black and oppressive sea of ​​people confronting the Dayuan Fengyi army on the opposite side. Over a million, but at the forefront is the patriarch of the 108 tribe of Nanban.

Different from the habit of high-level people in the rear when fighting outside, the tradition of the Nanban people is that the clan chiefs and barbarian gods of the tribe must rush to the front and take the lead when fighting. As the high-level people, they must protect their own people, and cannot rely on their people. Sacrifice in exchange for safety.

In the middle of the one hundred and eight chiefs of the tribes, the highest status was a child who seemed to be only about ten years old, who was slightly thin.

The man’s skin was red as blood, his hair was crimson, he was standing topless and hugged his chest, and his lower body was only surrounded by a short skirt of animal skin. His face was still childish or even a little fat, and his cheeks on the left and right sides were not painted. The painted face is still a birthmark, each with three cat whiskers, and there is a star-shaped birthmark on the forehead that is lighter than the skin color.

Lin Meng guessed that this person was the fourth-generation savage god that Wu Mu Tuo said, and he couldn’t help laughing out loud. No wonder Wu Mu Tuo hesitated when talking about this fourth-generation savage god. This is more than just a child. .

Lin Meng and two came riding on the giant elephant elephant master, attracting the attention of almost all the Nanban people on the field. Everyone was surprised when they saw the two outsiders coming from the depths of the Nanban, but none came forward to stop them. .

The elephant master is a symbol of most of the beast barbarians, even if these southern barbarians are hostile to the two outsiders, Lin Meng, they dare not stop the two who are riding the elephant master.

Wu Mutuo also noticed Lin and Meng, and hurriedly explained to the patriarchs and brutal gods of the other big clans on the side, waiting for Lin and Meng to come to the forefront.

"This is our fourth generation of Barbarians, Aman Star! These two are friends of our Barbarians!"

Wu Mu Tuo pointed to the scarlet boy standing in the middle of the crowd, and pointed to Lin Meng and the other two.

"I have seen Lord Barbarian God!"

Lin Meng and the two went into the countryside to follow the customs, pressing their right hand on the left chest according to the barbaric etiquette, bowing slightly, and bowing to the scarlet boy Amanxing.

In front of the barbarian people, it is absolutely impossible to show the slightest blasphemy and disrespect towards their barbaric god.

"Friends of the barbarians, don't be polite."

Amanxing grinned, showing his big white teeth, and then Lin Meng asked Wu Mutuo:

"The deadline should have arrived a few days ago, why didn't the war start?"

Wu Mu Tuo shook his head, folded his arms and looked towards Feng Yijun.

"I don't know. If they don't hit us, they can only consume it. As long as they don't invade our land, we have no reason to take the initiative to attack."

Lin Meng frowned slightly, and looked in the direction of Feng Yi army, not knowing what happened in this Feng Yi army.

At this time, in the general ledger of the Feng Yi army, Guo Zhengsheng, the head of the Feng Yi army sitting high in the position of the general, was restless, and eagerly lowered his identity and said to a military commander on the side of the seat:

"Military Master Qi, we have been delayed for a few days, how long will we have to delay! We must dispatch troops to southern Xinjiang according to your majesty's order!"

The military commander was a middle-aged man with gray beard and looks dignified and steady. Compared to the restless and eager face, Guo Zhengsheng, who looked like a middle-aged scribe, was more qualified as a coach.

This person is the current king of Qi Xuan Qi Wei, the commander of the Xuanhu Army under the Feng Yi army, and the father of Qi Shuang!

Qi Wei shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice, neither humble nor overbearing:

"The Nanban people are powerful, and all of the 108 heads are masters comparable to the gods. We should not let our sergeants die like this."

Seeing Qi Wei's refusal, Guo Zhengsheng slapped the armrest in anxious manner. He clearly knew that his position as the commander of the Yi army was just a false name. The purpose of the false name given by the emperor was to suppress the current king of Qi Xuan Qi Wei!

But his prestige in the army is far less than Qi Wei. If Qi Wei does not agree, even if Guo Zhengsheng is a commander in the army, it will be difficult to mobilize the enthusiasm of other divisions besides his main army.

"But... but this is your majesty's will!"

Guo Zhengsheng cried out again, for fear that Qi Wei might upset his Majesty.

Even if he reported the news of Qi Wei's anti-decree afterwards, his Majesty would definitely be even more angry about his incompetence, thinking that he was actually suppressed by the army leader under his seat, and he had no prestige in the army. Wouldn't it be a joke!If this matter is known by your majesty, his position as a marshal is definitely gone, and punishment is absolutely indispensable.

"Will be out, the king's order is not acceptable."

Qi Wei responded indifferently, drooping his eyelids unsure of what he was thinking, and never seen Guo Zhengsheng who was jumping anxiously from beginning to end.

"Damn!"

Guo Zhengsheng stood up from the main seat of the marshal, stomped his feet angrily, saying that you are the king of the three dynasties of different surnames, and his family is deeply rooted in his great cause. Even the Great Yuan Emperor can’t help you, but I will be different. If the emperor is angry How about cutting my nine races!

Guo Zhengsheng had no choice, and he didn't dare to hold on any longer, so he had to resort to tough measures, even if he could not move the division, he could force the other party to act in the name of his own commander.

I saw Guo Zhengsheng shouting loudly in the account:

"Jing Sheng, the chief of the Jinshi Army, General Shi Jingsheng came forward to listen to the order!"

A big man sitting on the side of the tent at the bottom of the tent heard the words and glanced at Qi Wei, who had been looking down and meditating, and got up and bowed.

"The end will be!"

"This handsome ordered you to immediately lead the Jinshi Army to attack Nanban!"

Guo Zhengsheng gave the order in the name of a handsome man. Shi Jingsheng, the big man at the temple below, glanced at him in surprise, and then at Qi Wei on the side as if asking for help. Seeing that Qi Wei still looked down and said nothing, he didn't react at all. After hesitating for a while, he finally hardened. He gritted his teeth with his scalp.

"Finally, he will take orders!"